Chapter 19 Moving Day

Last night Adam told us we'd be moving to two separate foster homes. I'm nervous, sure I'm battling with Amy right now but, I need her in my life. She keeps me sane and out of trouble.

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"Good morning girls. Are you all packed?"

"Yeah" Amy and I said

Our social worker Mary came in to pick us up and drop us off.

"Scarlett you'll be going to a group home that specializes in helping girls with mental health issues"

"Yippe" I say sarcastically.

"Amy after we drop Scarlett off your going to be going to a psychiatrist so we can see where you'll be staying."

"What why?"

"The self harming incident you had yesterday. Also I heard you've been having sex? Your 15 years old. You're still a kid"

"It's not that serious"

"Don't you know the dangers of having sex with random people? You could get an STD or HIV or you could even get pregnant. I need you to be assessed by a professional so that I can know where you should be placed"

"Whatever"

We got in the car and started driving

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We got to the group home and my social worker and I walked to the door where I was greeted by some lady. I met the other girls and they showed me to my room. I put all my stuff up and stared out the window.

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Amy's POV

We dropped of Scarlett at the group home and started driving to a clinic. We got in and Mary said she'd be right outside while I was getting evaluated.

"Hi Amy, my name's Sarah"

I didn't say anything. She then started asking me these generic questions like was I suicidal and did I wanna hurt myself or people around me. I lied and said no to all of those thing because I didn't want to be put in a group home. Then she asked this-

"So Amy I heard you got into a fight with your sister and ended up in the emergency room. Wanna tell me about that?"

"Scarlett was just being Scarlett. Fucking shit up for everyone"

"Do you hate your sister?"

"How could I hate her? Sure she's immature most of the time and is so hard to look after, but I still love her"

Then I thought back to when I called her a self harming alcoholic suicide extremist. That probably hurt her real bad. She was so out of it yesterday, she was way too calm for whats happening.

"But you cut yourself because of her correct?"

"I wasn't thinking straight, I was upset"

"You have a history with self harm, I think the best course of action would be to put you into a group home Amy"

"Are you fucking kidding me? Do you know the kind of environment that is? I can't go to some group home, I'll be stuck there till I'm 18"

"I'm sorry Amy, but I think this will be good for you"

"Can't I go live with my sister Avery?"

"How old is she?"

"17 about to turn 18. She has a job and an apartment that has room for me"

"Does she live alone?"

"No, she live with her boyfriend Jamie. He's a really sweet guy though, and he also has a job"

"Amy, I can't in good conscience release you into the custody of your older sister who is still a minor and lives with her boyfriend. She's not even out of high school."

"Actually she is, she graduated a year early"

"Still Amy, I think for right now a group home would be best"

Just then we heard a knock at the door, and it was my social worker Mary. Her and Sarah talked for a minute before they looked at me and before I knew it I was at this all girls group home.

I met everyone inside and started putting my stuff away wondering if this all could've been avoided if I just let Scarlett puke up her food that night.

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I know this was a pretty short chapter but the upcoming ones will be much more intricate! Hope you guys enjoyed😅