Adoption

Chapter 13

*Seth's POV*

Today was the day. The day Scar and I are going to have to start dealing with hell on Earth. Well...adding to our hell. Scarlet has to share a room with Sam, who she nicknamed Demon-Spawn. She calls Marie Demon. I picked up on the nicknames and use them myself. I felt bad for Scar...having to share a room with Demon-Spawn. The thought of sharing a room with either of them made me shutter. It sucks even more that Demon is our therapist.

Scar and I were sitting in the living room, watching TV on the couch. I sat normally, with my arm on the arm of the couch. Scar laid across the couch with her feet on my lap. We were watching Sinister. We watch it together a lot. There was a knock at the door.

"Rob!" I shouted. "Can you get that?"

"Yeah, I think Demon and Demon-Spawn are here!" Scar shouted. I chuckled and she sat up for us to high-five. Then she laid back down. He came downstairs.

"Jee guys, thanks for getting the door," he said sarcastically as he ran to get it. I rolled my eyes and Scar let out an annoyed sigh. We both put our middle fingers up, knowing Rob couldn't see and started laughing to ourselves quietly.

"Hi Seth, Hi Scarlet," Demon said.

"Hi," I said back flatly.

"Hey Demon, Demon-Spawn," Scar said with a smirk. I started laughing.

"Scarlet Nicole Powers!" Rob scolded.

"She was kidding," I said.

"Well it wasn't funny," Sam replied in a snotty tone.

"Fuck off skank!" Scar said, standing up, I stood as well.

"Scarlet!" Marie said, shocked.

"To your room! Both of you!" Robert said.

"Which one?" I asked.

"To you rooms," he replied sternly.

"Good. We won't have to touch their shit!" Scar said, tears in her eyes.

"Come on Scar," I said, grabbing her hand. "Let's go." We went up to my room.

A few minutes later Rob came in. "I thought I said in your rooms."

"Sorry..." Scar muttered.

"Are you guys ready to behave and stop acting immature?" We nodded. "Good. Go help Marie and Sam. Scarlet."

"Hmm?" She asked.

"Be nice."

"Do I have to?" She groaned.

"Scarlet."

"Fine."

"Can I trust you two?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Then make peace and help out."

We got up and walked out of my room to go help. This is fucking stupid. I didn't want to help them and I could tell Scar didn't either. But we had too. This sucks.