Adopted love

Chapter seven - I won't let you adopt her

Kylie's POV:

Another week has passed. I wonder when I will move out of here. I feel like soon I will become anorexic. The chef is great, but she cooks only what miss and mister Roberts tell her. At least she sneaks something eatable in my lunch box. I don't know who uses this anymore. People buy lunch. Well, that is not the case for me. I can't buy lunch. These people don't even give me money, even though they have a lot. I don't think they want to take care of me. It's not like I expected the opposite. There wasn't a family that cared for me. I shouldn't be surprised. I have wanted this like every foster kid, but I stopped believing. That is impossible. No one wants me. There is a chance that I am wrong, but I don't think so. Maybe the problem is in me. I am not an easy kid, but if someone lives with me, they will make some effort. No matter how hard a family tries, they will never be able to replace my parents. I won't let them. Also, it's not that easy. It will take them a lot of time to get to know me. Let's say that I don't like talking about myself. I prefer to be quiet. Honestly, I want to be alone instead of with another family. The sad part is that I can't do it. I should move out of the foster care center when I turn twenty-one. Maybe I can come back to work there. It will be good for me to see all these kids once again. I don't spend much time with them, but I feel bad for the little ones. There is a three-year-old kid here. I don't understand what type of parents would leave their only kid so young. They are not dead. I have asked Brenda. Maybe I'm lucky that my parents didn't leave me here. I had to come due to the circumstances. Honestly, I'm not complaining. I never thought people here would care so much about me. After all, I wasn't the only kid here. I hope that I will be able to get rid of miss and mister Roberts.

Currently, I am at school. For breakfast, I had French toast with jam. At least I could eat this. I mean, it wasn't that bad. Their chef is great, but she cooks disgusting things. Well, that is because miss and mister Roberts make her. I don't know how these people can eat that. This week, we had snails again. It was another skipped dinner for me. I should get used to this. I wonder when I will be able to eat ordinary food again. Hopefully, that will happen soon.

My lunch break was after this class. I walked to my locker to leave my things. I have the feeling that I won't stay here for long. Every family puts me in a different high school. I don't think I will graduate like everyone else. It's not like I care. I haven't paid attention in any class. I took my lunchbox and went to the cafeteria. I looked around to find an empty table. It's visible that I didn't make friends. The thing is that I didn't want to. I won't stay here for long. As I was eating, someone sat in front of me. I have seen this boy in the hall, but that's it.

- Why a girl like you is sitting alone?

- Because she doesn't want to deal with boys like you.

- What am I like?

- Annoying. Can you leave me alone? I want to eat.

- Ok, now, seriously. I have never seen you talk with people

- I don't want to do it. Why do you care?

- I don't, but it's weird.

- If you don't care about me, then you can leave. At least stop asking questions.

- What if I don't?

- I will leave. It won't be the first time when I have skipped a meal.

- Some girls are stubborn.

- Thanks for the compliment. Now leave.

- Ok, fine. Enjoy being alone. - the boy said and left

Finally, I was left in peace. After school, the driver came to take me. I would love to go outside. Well, I'm sure I won't be allowed. I wish I could invite Nicole and Annie here. They will like the house. It's nice, but not the people in it.

- How was the school day? - the driver asked me

- Boring.

- Don't you like going to school?

- This is my fifth school this year. What do you expect?

- I understand. Try to look at it from the positive side.

- Which is?

- You can make new friends here.

- If I wanted to, I would've done it. There is no point. I will change schools soon. Also, I have friends.

- Really? Where?

- At the foster care center.

- Miss and mister Roberts won't let you go back there. I don't know if they like you, but they always get what they want.

- Well, that won't happen. No offense to you, but I don't want to live with them.

- I have told you why I am staying here.

- Good for you, but I won't do the same.

- All I will say is good luck. You will need it.

- Thanks. Why are they not like you?

- What do you mean?

- You are good, and they are evil. - I said, and he laughed

- My job is to make everyone feel comfortable.

- Well, you are doing a great job. You can adopt me if you want.

- Thanks, but I already have kids.

- Good for you. Maybe you need to go home early then.

- No need to. Both of them are at university. They have dorms. No one is at home.

- I thought they were younger than me.

- I started dating their mom at thirteen. - he said, chuckling

- Young love.

- Yes. That's what our parents said.

Soon, we arrived at the house. I will never call this place my home. That won't happen. I walked in and went straight into my room. I know miss and mister Roberts are here today. They told me that last night at dinner. It's not like I care. I don't want to see them. I need to think of another plan. There must be a way how I can get out of here. I tried to be the bad girl, but it didn't work. For some reason, they want me to be here. I feel like I am in a trap. I pulled out my headphones and played some music.

After two hours of listening to music, nothing came to me. I guess I will be stuck here for a while. I have talked with Brenda and Angela, but they didn't do anything. I decided to call my friends. Maybe they can help me.

- Hello, girls.

- Hey. How are you? - Annie asked

- I have been better.

- Did something happen?

- I don't want to stay here anymore. Can you help me?

- With what?

- I need a better plan. I tried to be the bad girl, but it didn't work.

- Really? Usually, that is why families give up on you.

- Well, this one is stubborn. It looks like they know every step of mine.

- They are ahead of you. - Nicole said

- Yes. Please help me.

- How? We have never done any of the things you did.

- I don't know. Think of something.

- Kylie, it's not easy. What do you expect from us? - Annie asked

- Forget it. I will deal with it on my own.

- We are on your side.

- It doesn't look like that.

- It's true.

- Whatever. I have to go now.

- Don't do anything stupid, ok?

- Yes, mom.

- Very funny. I care about you.

- Listen to Annie and take care of yourself. - Nicole said

- Ok, ok. I will call you later.

- Ok, bye.

- Bye, girls. - I said and ended the call

I took a nap before dinner. It's not like this helped me. Nothing came to my mind. I don't want to be here. The thing is that I can't do anything else. I walked downstairs for dinner. It was already served. There was meat and some vegetables on my plate. Well, I will eat that. It tasted good. That was delicious. After that, the chef brought a cake. I licked my lips. That looks so good. There is no way I will deny this. I can't believe miss and mister Roberts let her cook something so good. I quickly took a bite. That's when I felt something and started coughing. Please tell me that it's not what I think it is.

- What is this cake made of? - I asked, coughing

- It's with cream, biscuits, peanuts, and jam.

- What? Peanuts? I am allergic to them.

- What? I'm so sorry. I didn't know that.

I felt how my face turned red. Soon pimples started appearing. The chef was quick to call an ambulance. Miss and mister Roberts were only staying without doing anything. Soon, I was in the hospital.

- What happened? - the doctor asked

- She is allergic to peanuts. - the chef said

- Ok, I will take care of her. Please walk out.

- No problem.

I don't know what the doctor gave me, but it helped me. He told me to stay here for a while. The nurse came back with a bottle of water. I was drinking it when Brenda came in. How does she know about this?

- Brenda?

- Kylie. What happened?

- My chef tried to kill her. It looks like someone will get fired. - miss Roberts said

- That is not true. You were the one who wanted this cake. She is doing everything that you say. - I said

- Did you even read her medical report? - Brenda asked

- Her what?

- The red folder I gave you the day you came to take her.

- Oh, that thing. I thought it was junk, and I threw it away.

- You did what? She could've died. I have written there what happens when she eats peanuts. It was your job to read it.

- Miss, I'm so sorry. - the chef said

- The fault is not yours. It's hers. - I said, pointing to miss Roberts

- No, it's not mine. Also, you are fired.

- Please, don't do it. I have two kids. I need this job. - the chef said

- I don't care.

- Hey, if you want, you can work in the foster care center. Our chef won't deny some help.

- Really? I would love to.

- Great. About you two. I won't let you adopt her. Since I saw how ungrateful you are, I am taking Kylie back to the foster care center. You can say goodbye to the opportunity.

- Whatever. I didn't even want her. I got what I needed.

- You are a monster. - I said

- But I have more money than you. - she said, and both with her husband left

- Kylie. I'm so sorry about this. I promise it won't happen again.

- I hope so. It was terrible.

- Ok, I will see the doctor. What is your name?

- Martha.

- Will you stay with Kylie? I will come back.

- Sure. I can do that.

Martha and I talked for a while. When I came to miss and mister Roberts's house, Martha appeared with the driver. Well, I wasn't allowed to know their names. They are only a chef and a driver. His name is Peter. I'm glad they were nice to me, but I feel bad that they fired her. She didn't do anything. The parents are supposed to read the medical report, not the staff. I guess they didn't care about me much. Finally, I can move out of there.

Brenda came to take me home. We stopped at the Roberts' house to take my stuff. It's not like they were much. Later, we went to leave Martha at her house. From tomorrow, she will work with us. Our last stop was the foster care center. I took what I had and ran to my old room. Nicole and Annie were talking as usual. I have missed them.

- Let the party start! - I shouted, and both of them jumped

- Kylie? What are you doing here? - Annie asked and hugged me

- I am back here. Well, thanks to Brenda.

- Really? You will stay with us.

- Yes, she will.

We looked up to see both Angela and Brenda. I guess he has told her what happened. I don't want to talk about this now. Soon Angela came and hugged me. I have missed her too.

- What happened?

- Let's say this family didn't do what they had to.

- I don't understand. - Nicole said

- Peanuts. Their chef made a cake with peanuts.

- Ex-chef. From tomorrow, she will work here. - Brenda said

- Why the chef made you eat a cake with peanuts when they know you are allergic to them? - Annie asked

- Because no one told her. Miss and mister Roberts haven't read my medical report.

- Isn't this obligational? That's why Brenda and Angela give this to every family.

- I don't know. Can we talk about something else?

- Ok, no problem.

The girls and I talked for a while. They asked me about all the meals I had at this house. None of them liked what they heard. It's not like I did. I have never eaten something more disgusting. It's food, but I am not used to this. Here, we eat better food. It's simple, but it tastes good. I wonder when I will meet a family who eats something good. People keep taking me, but no one cares how I feel. They don't care about me. Maybe I want too much. There is no such thing as a perfect family. Soon I felt a hand on my shoulder.

- Kylie?

- Oh, hey, Angela. I didn't see you.

- It's ok. I came to check on you. How do you feel?

- A bit better.

- Hey, I'm sorry about all of this. Can I do something for you?

- Thanks, but I'm fine. All you can do is let me stay here for a while. I don't want to go to a new family.

- Well, the fair is this week. I'm not saying that someone is interested in you.

- I don't want to be part of this.

- That is a chance for you to be outside. You don't go out much.

- I will see. Is there something else?

- No. I will leave you to sleep.

- Good night, and thanks.

- You're welcome. - Angela said and left

I quickly fell asleep. Finally, I am back at home. There might be other kids here. Angela and Brenda take care of us. I wish I could always be with them, but I know it won't happen. Maybe there is a way, but I haven't found it yet. I will now enjoy the time I spend here with Nicole and Annie. I don't have other friends. Also, we understand each other well. I'm not hyped up about this fair, but I will go. It's just about parents who look for a kid. Most of them want the little ones. I need this year to be the same. I won't survive another family, especially if it's like the last one. I hope that I will have luck.