Adopted love

Chapter five - Be good or else

Kylie's POV:

It has been a week since I went into the Roberts' house. It was like hell. These people eat nasty food. Once, they made me eat a lobster for dinner. Lunch is not better, either. At least the chef is listening to me. Of course, miss Roberts wants to know what I will eat for lunch. After all, she is the one picking it. Well, the chef puts a sandwich for me with the other food. I don't throw it away. I secretly take out the sandwich and swap my food with someone else. It's not right, but it's the better option. That's why I won't eat all this disgusting food. Rich people are weird. It's no wonder why I have lost weight. Most of the time, I am hungry. One night we had filled chicken. That was the most delicious thing I have eaten in this house, for now. I wanted more but never got it. All of them eat the same amount of food. You have to be kidding me. As if it's not enough that I have to eat the same food as them and under a clock. I want to enjoy my meal. I need to step on my game and get out of here. The problem is that these people are careful. It's like they know every step of mine. That is not good. Maybe if I accidentally break something valuable, they will throw me away. The question is what this should be. In the morning, I have to go to school. Miss and mister Roberts work all day, but sometimes they come home early. I need to be careful. It should look like an accident. I can ask the chef to help me. I know she won't do it. This woman is scared of her boss. That's what it looks like. It's understandable. In her place, I would be too. Rich people don't care about anything or anyone. I don't know why she stays here. She deserves to work at a better place. I won't think about this now. I need to get out of here. I hope that my plan won't fail. Staying here is not an option.

I woke up and went to get ready for school. Can someone tell me why the driver has to take me? As if I can't walk by myself. They probably want to make sure I will be there. Well, I won't stay in this school for long. I have to graduate after a couple of months. It's not like I had the perfect high school experience. I won't even think about university. I can't afford that. Also, I don't know what I want to do with my life. I'm not good at anything. I like what Angela and Brenda do at the foster care center. Maybe I have to be there and help them.

When I was ready, I went for breakfast. At least these meals are decent. I sat at the table and waited for my food. Miss and mister Roberts weren't here. I can eat everything and say I didn't get it yet. They will catch my lie, but it's worth a shot. Sadly, they came before the food. Soon it came as well. What the heck is this? It looks like porridge. There is no way I will eat this. I'm trying not to be picky. This food is too different. I mean, than what I have eaten at the foster care center.

- What is this?

- It's a porridge, miss.

- Thank you. - I said, and the chef left

- Eat it. - miss Roberts said

- I'll pass.

- I don't care what you ate there. Under my roof, you will eat the same as us. Understood?

- I prefer to be hungry than eat the same as you.

- It's your choice. Since you won't eat, go to school. I'll tell the driver to take you.

- No. I will walk.

- That won't happen. Be good or else.

- Or else what? You can't do anything to me.

- I can send you to a boarding school.

- No, you can't. You're not my mother.

- I can say in court that I have liked you a lot.

- You know they will ask me too, right? I am old enough to speak. I will tell them the truth.

- Do this, and I'll make sure you won't see the sun again. Now go to school.

- Fine.

I went to school. Of course, the driver was with me. When will I have freedom? I don't want much. That's why the food I want to eat costs less than what I eat here. I need to stop complaining. I opened my backpack to see what lunch I had today. When the driver left, I let out a little scream. Finally, I have something eatable. I had a sandwich and a burger. Well, there were some snails, but that will go away. Hopefully, the chef won't get caught. I don't want her to lose her job because of me.

On the lunch break, I went to my locker. I'm not in the mood to eat with everyone else. I sat on the ground and pulled out my lunch box. The food was delicious. Well, if we don't talk about the snails. I can be me and put them in someone's locker, but I won't do it. I put them in the trash can. No one will mind. After that, I walked for the rest of my classes. I don't have friends at school. Let's say that I change them often, so I don't have time to make some. Well, I still have Annie and Nicole. They are my closest friends for now.

- You know I can walk. - I said to the driver and closed the door

- I do, but that is an order. If I want to keep my job, I have to do it.

- Fine. Let's go to the house.

- You mean your home.

- Oh, that is not my home.

- I know what you think about them. They are not that bad.

- How did you start working here?

- I needed a job and saw on a website that someone needed a driver. It's not that hard to drive people to places.

- I don't know with what they hold you, but go away. You can find a better job.

- Thanks, but I like my salary.

- How much is it?

- Well, I get paid ten thousand dollars.

- What? To be a driver.

- Yes. I won't quit.

- Good for you. I will find a way to do it.

- You know you will be back at the foster care center.

- That's what I want. I feel good there.

- If you say so.

We walked in, and I saw miss and mister Roberts here. They were supposed to be working. My plan won't work today. It looks like the woman is ready to shop. Maybe they will go out. I can call Brenda and Angela. I'm sure they will help me.

- Leave your things and get ready. - miss Roberts said

- Ready for what?

- We are going to shop. I won't let you embarrass me tonight with these cheap clothes.

- Excuse me? My clothes are perfect.

- Yes. Perfectly ugly. Let's go.

- Why do I need better clothes?

- I will have guests tonight. You better be a good girl.

- You can't tell me what to do.

- My house, my rules. Let's go. Now!

- I hate you.

- I don't care.

It took us three hours to shop. Miss Roberts is very indecisive. She made me wear a dress. Luckily, she bought me only one. If I accidentally spill something on it, I have to change it. I am evil. In real life, I am a nice girl. Not today. I have to get out of here. When we went home, she made me shower and fix my hair. What is wrong with it? My hair has always looked like that. I don't know what to do about it.

After another two hours, I was ready. Let's say that I took a long shower. I'm not paying bills. That's why I can use the privileges. I walked downstairs to see a room full of people. Who are they? It's not like I care. Maybe I can be myself.

- Kylie, come here. This is my friend, Ashley.

- Hey. - I said

- You look so beautiful.

- That hurts.

- Excuse me?

- Usually, I don't look so ugly. I have better clothes.

- Oh, ok.

Miss Roberts excused herself and pulled me away. I know what she will say, but I don't care. I want to get out of here. If that is the only way for me, I will do it.

- What are you doing? Don't forget about the boarding school.

- You can't do anything to me.

- Don't be so sure. Be nice, or I have to take control. You won't like it.

- I don't think so. - I said and left

I went to meet other people. I told them what I used to do at the foster care center. For some reason, all of them were happy that I was in the house. What is wrong with them? I went into the kitchen and searched for wine. I bet this won't get washed. I spit a bit of wine on my dress. Of course, I made sure it was visible. Then I went to search for miss Roberts.

- Hey, I have to change.

- Why?

- I spit wine on the dress.

- Don't worry. Put water on it, and it will disappear.

- That is wine.

- I know. I bought you a dress which doesn't leave any stains no matter how dirty it can be. I am better than you, kid. Go and wash.

- I tried, but it didn't come out. Also, the water gets through the dress. It will make me wet and cold.

- Don't play games with me, kid. The dress is waterproof. No water goes through it. I have thought of everything. You don't have an excuse against me. Do as I say, or you will suffer. Understood?

- Yes, miss.

- Good. Now go. I don't want anyone to see you.

This woman is evil. Since she is busy with the guests, I can use the chance to break something. I walked into her office and looked around. There was a vase on one shelf. It looks expensive. Probably that is because it's made of crystals. Well, I don't care. I carefully pushed it, and it fell. I walked out as if nothing had happened. I made sure no one saw me. There is no way she will want me here after that. I walked around pretending to search for miss Roberts. I found the chef in the kitchen.

- Hey, do you know where your boss is? I mean, the female one. - I said, and she chuckled

- I don't know.

- I have been to the office, but she wasn't there.

- You won't find her there. I have been too. Someone broke a vase, so I had to clean it up.

- What? Why did you do that?

- Excuse me?

- Nothing. Thanks.

- Did you break it? - she asked me, whispering

- I don't want to be here.

- Look, I understand, but they always get what they want. No matter what you do, that won't help.

- Can you make a better dessert for our next dinner?

- I cook only what they tell me.

- That sucks.

- I'm sorry.

- It's ok. You can go now. I plan to do it too.

- Where will you go?

- In my room. I want to change.

- Ok. I will check if someone needs something.

I walked into my room and got rid of that dress. I can rip it into pieces, but I won't do it. Probably it costs tons of money. I put on sweatpants and a hoodie. At least that is comfortable. I decided to call Angela. She gave me her number in case I wanted something and couldn't find her. That became very handy when I was switching families. Soon, she picked up.

- Hello.

- Angela, it's me.

- Oh, hi, Kylie. How are you?

- Bad. Can't you get me out of here?

- Kylie.

- Please. I had to be around people I didn't know and wear an expensive dress. You know my opinion about that.

- Give them a chance.

- She said she would send me to boarding school if I hadn't been good. She can't do that.

- I understand, but you can't keep treating people horribly.

- Why do you sound as if you are mad at me?

- I'm sorry. I had a hard day.

- Can I help you with something?

- No, I will be fine. How was your day?

- Not terrible in the beginning.

- The only way you can come back here is if they give up on you or something happens.

- Something like what?

- Let's say there is evidence they don't take proper care of you. In that case, we can take you from them.

- That is impossible. This witch will never let to be exposed.

- Kylie?

- It's true. How can I prove that? I have lost so much weight here.

- Why? Aren't you eating?

- The food is disgusting. Who eats snails?

- I want to help you. Sadly, right now, there is nothing I can do.

- Why do you have to be like that? I thought you were on my side.

- I am.

- Then help me. I don't want to stay here.

- What do you want me to do? I can't come to take you from there.

- Sent people to check on me. They will see how badly I am treated.

- Kylie, I can't do that.

- It will be an anonymous call.

- I am not doing this. I will help you, but not like that.

- Whatever. I will help myself since no one wants to do it.

- Kylie, don't do anything stupid, ok? I will talk with Brenda, and we'll do something for you. Please, be careful.

- I have nothing to lose.

- Yes, you do. I'm sure a better family will come for you. Please, think about yourself. Your mom won't like it.

- Don't mention her.

- I want you to be good. We won't leave you. I promise. Both of us will fight for you until you find the perfect family. I promise you that. You have to be responsible.

- Fine, but be quick.

- Did she read your medical report?

- I don't know. Why?

- When we gave it to her, she barely looked at it. She better knows about your allergy.

- I don't care.

- Ok, I have to go now. I was glad to hear from you. Stay safe.

- I will. Bye.

- Bye, Kylie. - Angela said and ended the call

The rest of the night I spend in my room. Miss Roberts came to read me a lecture, but I ignored her. She can talk as much as she wants. There is no way that I will listen to what she says. I need Brenda and Angela to help me. I thought about asking for something with peanuts and then blaming them for not knowing my allergy. The thing is that she might have read my medical report. I can't do that. Also, it's dangerous for me. I have a sharp allergic reaction, and my breathing is affected. I can't do this to myself. I hope that I will get out of here soon. I don't want to live with them.