9. Figuring Things Out
It's been a month since my parents died. Niall has been super supportive which is great but I still don't know about to do about Will. I couldn't leave him no matter how much I wanted to go live with Niall. So I sat Will down today and talked to him about getting adopted by another family. "What? I want mommy and daddy!" He whined. I sighed. "I know you do but we both know mommy and daddy are gone." "Yeah but I still don't want another mommy and daddy." He pouted. "I'm not old enough to take care of you though. So another family needs to adopt us ok?" "Ok." he said flatly. We went to an adoption center later that day and explained our story. "Oh so you're the siblings whose parents died in the car crash last month?" asked the women who would try and get us adopted. "Yes ma'am." I answered trying not cry. "And you're 16 and your brother is 6?" "Yes ma'am." I answered again. "Ok well I'll set up some interviews with couples next week." "Thank you very much". I said getting up and taking Will's hand. When we got home Will ran to his room. I knew he was going to cry again. He has for the past month. It broke my heart completely. Minutes later my phone rang. It was Niall. "Hey how was the adoption center today?" "Tough. I wanted to cry at so many times. Will did a little but we got through it." "I'm so sorry darling." he sounded so sad for me. "Don't be. It's not your fault. Hey can you come over later?" I asked. "Of course I do! You never need to ask that." I smiled. "Ok see you later." "Bye love". And we hung up.