I sit in the back of the cop car. Izaiah on my lap crying. Police in the front trying to distract us. Everyone I've known since I was little on the sides of the roads. Waving and shouting at the police as we drive through. I have dapper in the boot and everyvery now and then he barks. I have texted Nikita and all I have said is this.
I'm being taken away. Me, Izaiah and Dapper are being taken away.
She can assume the worst if she wishes but I don't care anymore. My life is over and izaiahs hasn't even begun.
"Sissy, w-we going away?" He says.
"Yes baby. We're going to a new house with loads of other kids." I say trying to be enthusiastic. I wipe his tears with my thumb and kiss the top of his head.
I then realise I have gotten 100 odd texts from Nikita.

What do you mean your being Taken?
Lyric?
I swear to god.
Don't text me something like that then ghost me!
LYRIC!
ANSWER ME GOD DAMMIT

17 missed calls from Kita ❤️

I decide to text her back.

The cops are taking me and Izaiah to an orprhanage. They say our living conditions aren't safe. They let us bring dapper. Nikita please talk to them and let me go home. I don't want a new family. I have a family.

Lyric your being so brave! I need you to ask the police officers which orphanage your going to.

They say Maple Tree.

I will be there as soon as possible. Keep yourself and Izaiah calm. Dapper will look after you. I love you.

I love you too.