The Phoenix

Chapter 22 - We Are So Dramatic

(Scarlett's POV)

I let Miss Green take me...

I let her take me away from Kyson, just like Lanie was taken from him just a few days ago...

It all happened so fast...

They came in, I didn't even see them until they already had Lanie in their hold.

And just like that, they took her away from the one person that loves her the most.

I have never seen Kyson so broken since I met him. He just cried in the arms of Keema for what seemed like hours. He couldn't stop. I wanted to comfort him so bad, but I knew that I wouldn't know what to say. Nothing that I would even begin to say would help him.

What he wanted, I couldn't bring to him.

And he wanted his little sister back.

And now he wants me back.

"Wait here." Miss Green told me before she went into her office, her black, baggy slacks dragged past her flats on the carpet floor a bit as she hurried away.

She brought me with her downtown to get the information on the all girls group home that I am going to, Lanie and I. Lanie is already there and has been there since she was taken away.

Luckily, she still has her cellphone so Kyson is able to keep in contact with her when he needs to. I feel so bad for her, she texted me to tell me that she couldn't stop crying. She missed Kyson with everything in her and she felt bad about how it all happened.

I sat down in a nearby chair, the leather complained underneath me as I settled in it.

I let out a long sigh, slouching in the padded chair, it was comfy with arm rests and a long back. I haven't been getting much sleep lately, just worrying about everyone and everything.

Kyson and Lanie are on my mind all day and all night...

Lanie especially because she has to get a custom to a life that she should have never been in. They could have left her there in Kyson's care where she was safe and sound.

And Kyson because he has been broken and isn't handling it well. The last days I was there he was both quiet and clingy, but I didn't care I was there for him. It didn't bother me one bit. I comforted him like he comforted me when I needed it.

I had been waiting for awhile before Miss Green walked out of her office and was ready to go. I was partially grateful to leave and get to Lanie, but then when I thought about where I was seeing her I mentally frowned.

I would rather me see her again under different circumstances.

The ride to the all girls home was quiet, Miss Green knew I what I was feeling. It was like this every time it was time for me to change homes. On the way to a new one was very nerve wrecking for me, and I feared what type situation I'm walking into.

Will I like the girls there?

Will they like me?

What type of situations do they have going on?

My biggest concern would have to be what their situations are because even if you try not to get involved, somehow, you always do. Within foster care, if you're not the one causing chaos, chaos always follows you and somehow makes its way into your life.