Runaway

Chapter 10

Ally's POV

"Ally, we think you should adopt Kate." Camila said

"What? I'm to young to have the responsibility of a kid." I said

"You don't have to take of her by yourself. It's just so this way she doesn't get thrown into a foster home and get abused or mistreated again." Lauren said

" Ally we will help you. We can like trade her off for someone to take her to stay with them. " Dinah said

"She's not a toy Dinah. You can't just pass her around that would be as bad as moving from foster home to foster home." Normani said

"Please Ally. I've become so attached to her over the past day or two. I don't know why but ever since I first saw her I felt the need to help her and since I'm not old enough to adopt her. Your our only hope." Camila said pleading with me through tears and when she cries, it's the saddest sight you've ever seen.

"What about Normani? She's 18." I said

"Just because I'm a legal adult doesn't mean I know how to take care of a kid or anything." Normani said

"Are you forgetting she's 15? She's not a kid. She's a teenage girl who needs our help. Nobody adopts an older kid. She'll be stuck in foster homes for the rest of her life till she can be on her own. And even if it's only for 3 or 4 years it will seem like forever to her. Please Allyson. I'm begging you to do this. I promise on tour she will be my responsibility. We can help out Ally please." Camila said with more and more tears rolling down her face. I don't think I've very seen her beg for something this much especially someone.

"Well I guess I can do it. As long as you girls stick to your promises." I said and they all came and group hugged me. What am I thinking though? What is Troy gonna say about me having a daughter? Ugh whatever. This is for the great of good. God would want me to help this girl.

Kate's POV

So after I left the bus and went to the police precinct, a family of a man and his girlfriend and I'm guessing it was there son came to take me home temporarily.

"Kate! Get up. My mom says to get up now or your gonna miss breakfast!" My obnoxious foster brother Kevin yelled.
Kevin is an annoying, stupid, rude, perverted 17 year old boy who doesn't know when to stop or leave me alone. Kevin is about almost 6ft. He has short spiky light brown hair. He has brown eyes and extremely muscular because as he says 'He lifts all day every day.' Which may I say is a line of shit because I know he does steroids. I've seen him do it and heard him talk about it with his friends. He goes to the gym once in a while.

----------------2 weeks later--------------

Okay so I've been here for a total of 2 weeks now and I've never missed someone so bad in my life. I miss the girls even though I was stuck on a bus with them for 2 days. Still they were so much more fun and kinder than these people. I talk to Sydney on the phone almost every day. Kevin is always creeping on me. My foster mom Patricia is a total bitch. All she does is use me to do chores she's too lazy to get off her fat ass and do herself. And my foster dad is a huge jerk. All he does is tell me that I should get a life and if I wasn't a little whore bitch to my real dad I wouldn't have to be here. He doesn't even know my real story. I hate it here and if I run away then I get sent to a girls home which I would rather get hit by a train than have to live in a group home.
I was in my room looking for my pajamas in my bra and underwear which let me tell you my foster mom bought me thongs and lacy bras because she threw out all my old ones and said I need to look good for the guys. I don't know why but they think I'm some sort of whore which pisses me off. The only upside is that they don't care that I smoke in my room. As I was looking threw my drawers, I heard my door creak open.