The Fuckboy ~S.M.~

XXX {New Family}

{Courtney's POV}

The woman runs towards me and gives me a big hug.

"Courtney, are you okay?", she asks me as she hugs me tightly.

"Yes Mrs. Mendes."

"I told you already to call me Karen."

"Right, I forgot that," I say shyly with a fake smile, "but what are you guys doing here?"

"We're going to take care of a girl whose family can't take care for her right now", says Manny.

"You are going to be my foster parents?!", I ask shocked.

"Are you the girl they talked about?", Karen asks startled.

"I'm so sorry for your dad", Manny apologize and gives me a hug.

"I'm sorry to", I say quiet.

Manny and Karen go to the office of Fraly and I stay outside. Everyone, and then the family Mendes. I mean, I love them. They are super sweet, they always were. But that means I'm gonna see Shawn everyday. I'm never gonna fit in their life! I'm just a poor girl, they are a rich family!

I'm a nothing...

I'm worthless...

I can't do anything right in life...

If I could my dad wouldn't have done this! This would never happened!

It's all...

My fault...

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"Courtney!? You're alright!?"

I blink with my eyes and see a lot of people around me.

"W..what h.h..happened?", I ask confused.

"You blacked out for 10 minutes. You're alright?", Fraly asks.

"Yeah, I was just... Nervous. I guess."

"Are you coming with us?", Manny asks friendly.

I nod and follow them outside.

"Wait...," and they stop, "I'm with the bike."

"No problem, we'll pick him up later."

We walk till we stand for a jeep. Since when do they ride a jeep? I take a seat in the backseat and they start to drive.

"Do you still need some important stuff from your house?", Karen asks.

"Uhm, yeah. But we can do that in the weekend."

"We're gonna get it now, what's your address?", Manny says.

I take the GPS and put the address in it. We arrive at my place and I quickly go to my room.

I grab a big bag and put all my books and school stuff in it, the clothes I have (and the dirty ones, I'll wash them later), some pictures, stuff out my bathroom and last but not least my guitar.

When I have the most stuff I go back to the car.

"Ehm, do Shawn and Aaliyah know about my dad?"

"Not yet, we were going to tell them. Only if you're okay with it!"

"Can you guys, do me a favor and don't tell them?," I ask unsure if I should ask it, "I mean, you can tell them but I rather tell it myself, when I'm ready."