Three Days After
Lapis Lazuli shudders, a simple duffel bag of clothes upon her back and anxiety whirring through her nerves like a white-hot electric current. She knocks on the screen door of her new home and stares at her feet.
After humiliating her parents one last time with the whole car-stealing stunt, they'd decided to draw the line and subsequently fled the state as soon as they got the first phone call. Lapis was forced to spill everything about her home life to the very people she'd been so intent on hiding it from, and it didn't take more than a few hours for the child protective services to rule Lapis' parents unfit and neglectful.
Since none of her other family members wanted anything to do with her, Lapis was shoved into the foster system. Rather, she would've been, but a f
