Abused Foster

Eight

Addison's POV

     I put on the tube top and shorts, tying them as high up as I can to hide my scars.

     I sigh when they keep dropping to just above my hip bones, and decide to put the flannel over it and tie the two ends in the front.

     I look at myself in the mirror and turn, seeing how the outfit makes me look.

     O-okay.. I know they wanted to see how I look, but I don't want to have another flashback..

     "I think I love this outfit," I call, Jennifer being right outside the door waiting.

     "Awesome! Just put the clothes over the door as you get changed back!" She replies excitedly.

      Next, I try on the two bodysuits, but I end up not liking the black one.
     "Oh and this," I say, slinging the white bodysuit over the door.

     "I knew you'd love it! You get changed. I'm gonna go pay for these!" She says before she scurries off.

     I laugh a bit, before turning back around and putting my street clothes back on.

     I step out, and look around before my eyes land on Jennifer who's still at the register.

     I wander over to her, looking at other clothes and accessories on the way.

     "See anything else you liked?" Jennifer asks, looking over at me as I walk up next to her.

     Shaking my head, I lean against the counter as she swipes her card.
     "No- but thank you," I say, smiling lightly.

      "Of course! When I saw how little stuff you had last night when you came in, I mentioned going to the mall, and we could all help buy you stuff!" She says, a smile stuck on her face.

     I smile back at her, and look over at the guys, who are all talking amongst each other.

     Is this how it's supposed to feel? Being happy? Having a family?

     "Thank you!" Jennifer chirps as she grabs the plastic bag my new clothes are in and walks to the guys, with me following suit.

     "Where to next?" She asks as we both stop in front of the guys.

     "Well, Macy's is having a sale if you guys wanna go there?" Shaun mentions, gesturing towards Macy's which is just down the way.

     "Why not? Let's go," Jennifer says, leading the way, Karl walking just behind her.

     "You guys don't have to do this you know," I say softly as Shaun, Jace and I follow suit.

     "We know," Shaun says, flashing a small smile at me.
     "We just wanna make your life with us as happy as we can." He continues, looking back forward as we approach Macy's.

     "And besides," Jace pipes in.
     "Gotta get you new clothes at some point, it had to have been a while since you got some."

     I look around as we enter the store, Jennifer going to look at a few things herself.
     "I guess you're right," I say as we walk over to Jennifer, who already has a couple shirts in her hand.
     And he is right. I haven't got new clothes since they locked my dad up a year ago.

     "What'd you find?" I ask as I approach Jennifer, straying from Shaun and Jace as they go to look at clothes and stuff themselves.

     "Oh! I found this bodysuit," she says, holding up a yellow body suit with a super cute tie-up back, and a white crop top hoodie, which says 'original' on the front.

     "Oh those are cute," I say, my eyes lighting up and I begin looking at the 50% off rack with her.

     "Oh what about this?" She asks, pulling out a white, flowy shirt.

     "Holy shit, why didn't we come here first?" I ask, laughing as I pull out a red tee that says 'Coca Cola' out, before putting it back and continuing to look through clothes.

     "Hey, there's a 20% off rack over there," she says, gesturing to a rack a few paces away.
     "I'll go look through there, go ahead and continue looking," she says as he turns and walks to the 20% off rack.

     I smile lightly and continue looking through this rack, proceeding to pull out a light grey sweater which seems to be cut at the neckline, making it an off the shoulder sweater. The fabric is really thin and comfy too, score!

     Jennifer comes back, with a black tube top with a sweetheart neckline, and a pair of purple camo cargo pants.
     "We could totally match!" She says excitedly.
"I have these same exact pants, only they're in pink. There's other colors too if you want to look!" She says, smiling.

     "Oh no, it's perfect! Purple is my favorite color," I say, admiring her outfit choices.

     "Oh, good! I was hoping you'd like it, I think the color would look really good on you," she says, smiling.
     "We're gonna need a basket. I'll be right back," she says as she walks towards the front of the store.

     I wander a little bit, curious about pants.
I definitely have less shorts and pants than I do shirts.

     I begin looking through the shorts, all of which are folded up nicely on a rack.
God, all of these are so cute.

     I pick up a pair of flowy shorts, which have tassels hanging down. They're a light blue color, and have lace lining the leg holes.

     I put them over my forearm, which is where I have the sweater I picked up from the half off rack.

     "Addison! What shoe size are you?" Jennifer asks, as she walks up to me.

     "Uh.. eight and a half, why?" I ask, my eyebrows scrunched up slightly.

     "No reason," she says, smiling down at her phone.
"Let's keep looking at clothes," she says as she puts her phone in her back pocket and begins looking at the rack of shorts with me.

     What she said confused me, but I just shrugged it off and continued looking, proceeding to find seamless, tight fitting shorts.

     "What about these?" Jennifer asks, holding up a pair of plaid shorts, similar to the pants she's wearing.
     They're cuffed up, and seem to come with a braided belt with a circle belt hook.

     "Throw those in," I laugh as I pick up a black pair of the seamless shorts.

     "C'mon, lets have you try these on, and then we can go to the food court. The guys wanted Chinese," she says as she leads me to the fitting rooms.