Forget Me Not (Klance)

Chapter 17, Secrets and Truth

WARNING: Story perceives pedophilia, not as a kink, rather than its true nature on victims. It's initial affects and mental impact of a victim. Please saying the victim is disgusting or mentioning that the writing of a survival story is disgusting, is very harmful to people who have been through these kind of issues.

Pedophilia is not okay, nor will ever be, if you are a victim of anything mentioned or feel you relate to its abuse by this story. Please tell someone, call 911, I promise being a survivor for younger people to look up to is far better than staying silent.

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"This is your new foster father Keith" My worker introduced me to him.

"Hi" He smiled, I was confused, should I trust this man? The last time I trusted someone I was left to starve on the streets.

"Hi" I timidly shook his hand, my bags of stuff hidden behind me.

"He's very shy" She mentioned. "But I'm sure he'll warm up to you eventually" She put her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm Richard, it's nice to meet you Keith" He smiled, I felt particularly safe.

"Alright, so, just get him cozy for a week... See how you do" She left through the door, quickly and brief.

"Well, little buddy, how about you call me dad for now on, since I am your dad" He smiled.

"Alright" I smiled slightly and pulled my bags into the room I was supposed to be in, I looked around, it was like he knew what I liked.

"You got any friends?" He asked, looking in the room.

"3" I answered briefly.

"3... What are their names?" He asked.

"Katie, Hope, and Lance" I answered, sitting on the small bed.

"Ahh, those sound like nice names" He sat down next to me. "What are they like?"

"Lance is a goofball" I giggled.

"Oh?"

"Katie is super smart, like crazy smart" I looked up at him.

"And Hope?"

"She's super nice, and kind" I looked down.

"They sound nice, a good balance" He elbowed me softly.

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"Did you get this?" Lance asked me.

"No"

"Hope?!" He practically begged.

"No... I don't get this 2 number adding" She sighed.

"Ugh, why did Katie have to be gone today?" He hit his head on the table over and over.

"She was sick, at least, that's what she texted me" I showed him.

"At least we're not just stupid, the class isn't getting it either" Hope smiled.

"Thank god, usually I'm just stupid" Lance laughed.

"You're not stupid, just different talents in different places" I looked at Lance.

"Yeah" Hope agreed. "I can't paint at all" She giggled.

"You guys think I'm good at painting?" He pouted.

"Duh" Hope rolled her eyes.

"You're good at singing too" I added.

"Thanks guys" He hid his blush.