Into Your Icy Blues (Gerard Way/My Chemical Romance)

Chapter 2. Life

Its been 3 weeks since the twins have been adopted. I missed them so much it actually hurts. I find myself leaving a few things around my room that was there. The only thing that made it all better was I knew they were in a loving home. It's something I had dreamed about having again but realizing fast that it wasn't going to happen. People didn't adopted someone who turns 18 in a few months. I pulled myself out of my thoughts. I was just making it to school as I heard the first bell ring.

My first 3 classes of the day flew by and actually gave us no home work. Im not complaining I hate doing homework. I was most excited about 4th hour the best part of my day Art class. Right now the teacher was letting us do free style paintings and I was almost finished with mine. The bell rang and we all rushed out of 3rd hour to get to our next class.

Walking to art we all grabbed our stuff and started getting to work. The teacher just sat at her desk doing her own thing. That was the cool thing about her as long as you did your work and she wasn't needing to teach us anything new she just did her own thing. By the time the bell actually rang saying it was lunch I had finished my painting and was so proud of myself. I cleaned up my area putting the painting up to dry before rushing out. Once again I was starving this time it was only a day I had went without food. I didn't even have to wait in line once I got in the lunchroom. I hurried getting a sub and went out into the hall to eat.

"Miss Jennings." I looked up my mouth full of food. The principle, and Mr. Lane one of my teachers were looking down on me. "I need you to come with us please." I put my sandwich back in the container grabbing my stuff and followed them down the hall to the office. What the fuck had I done. I tried thinking but nothing came to mind. I walked in the office and there was a lady sitting in one of the seats.

"Please have a seat." Mrs. Parker said and Mr Lane stood by her desk looking at me.

"Did I do something?"

"No, some things have come to our attention and we needed to have them cleared up. This is Claira Richards and she works with CPS." I looked over at the lady who sat next to me and she smiled. I smiled back feeling the tightness in my face from my new swollen lip and cheek from mouthing off this morning.

"Elizabeth the school contacted me saying you come quite often with bruises and cuts. And I have been speaking with many of your teachers today and they are all very concerned." I just looked at her dumb founded had I really had that many in the last 6 months to alarm them.

"I'm very clumsy." They all gave me a weird look like they didn't believe me.

"This is a safe place you can tell us anything in confidence." Claira said and it actually angered me it wasn't the first time I heard this.

"Oh yeah like the last time I ran saying one of my foster brothers kept sneaking into my room at night. I was left at that house for another 3 months because no one believed me. Or how about when I came saying that one of my foster mothers was drugging the kids to sleep at night. There is a list a mile long of shit that was never done." Mrs Parker and Mr Lane both gasped with shock written on their faces.

"Elizabeth we just need proof from you that there has been abuse going on in the home." She said looking at me. I slowly took off the hoodie I was wearing knowing I had on a tank top.

"You want proof well here you go." I said pulling my hair up with my hand.  Showing off the bruises on my arms and part of my back. "What are you going to do send me to another home where the same thing or worse will happen? I'll run away before that happens." Since the twins had left Mr. Reed found any reason to hit me.

"There will be no more foster homes. We were contacted by biological family. They have been going through the process to get custody of you." I looked at her dumbfounded. Why now? Why the hell would they want me now?

"If I actually tell you will something be done?" I asked putting my hoody back on.

"We already have a case open we just need more evidence." I sat down not looking at anyone.

"Those people are not fit to have kids. When I first came I noticed the house was clean but about a week there I noticed Vicky, Mrs Reed did nothing but lay on the couch. She was so cruel to the twins and the other foster kids that were there. After being there 2 weeks the hitting started by Mr. Reed. Id take every one just to protect the kids. I was the one to feed and make sure the kids got ready for bed or school." I continued explaining everything to the point Mrs. Parker was crying at her desk and Mr. Lane was now bracing himself on the edge of the desk.

"We will have you escorted into the home to pack your belongings. We will need permission by your new guardians and yourself but we would like photographic documents of the buises on your body."

I started to zone out as she explained everything. I was just trying to process everything. I had family who wanted me but at the same time I was so angry at why now why not 2 years ago. And so happy at the same time because I was finally getting out of being hit constantly. I was able to gather all my things before I left school that day. Inclueding my painting I had finished.
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