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Well this sucked. I mean just because I set a certain 17 year old dude named Erick Nelson, that so happened to be the son of the foster family I lived with, on fire because he tried to grab my boob doesn't mean they had to act like he was going to die. Like jeez why get over dramatic and put me in a jail cell for two nights.

"Rosemarie Hathaway! You're out on bail!" That's me, Rosemarie Hathaway, I'm seventeen years old and I'm a foster kid. I have long dark brown almost black hair that goes down to my waist and I have brown eyes that are beautiful that I could break most grown men with them. I also have a nicely tanned skin. Most say I look like an exotic goddess with my added high D cup boobs and nice ass and great curves. I mean who wouldn't think I'm a goddess. Anyway back to the present to see good old Stany scowling at me and let me out. Stan and I go way back to me getting thrown in here for the first time a year ago and we have gotten to know each other well too because the visits didn't stop. I walked out giving a wave to Stany who didn't bother to cuff me. No one at the police station did because I always seemed to get out of them in seconds, so they quit. I walked out to see none other than my favorite person, Alberta Petrov, who was my foster care social worker. She was an older woman that doesn't take bullshit and looks it, with how she looked like she had muscle with her slightly grey short cut hair.

"Well your lucky this time. They aren't pressing charges thanks to my convincing, but they don't want you back." She said stonily while ushering me ahead.

"Thank god. I hated it there. Bunch of religious freaks. And their son is a totally going to turn out as a pedophile." I commented smirking while walking out of the police station and into her car. She got in slamming the car door and starting it.

"That's not the point Rose! You can't keep doing this. It's your seventh house to two months. You haven't been able to stay in a house for more than a year since you were eleven. That's six years Rose! I'm running out of options here. I try to put you in nice homes with nice good families, but you always seem to do something to get kicked out. Rose I might have to stick you back in the orphanage because I running out of places for you." I mouthed dropped. 'No. Not there. Anywhere but there.' I thought. I had been abused at the first orphanage I went to and I was six or seven at the time when they put me in there. I told Alberta I couldn't go there.

"Rose. I can't keep doing this…" Alberta looked 10 times older with the stress that I added to her life. I felt bad because she was like the mother I lost. She made sure I was always in good homes and good people and went out of her way to make sure I had a good life. She could have easily dropped me off at the orphanage after so many months like most would have done, but she stuck by me for years. I was so ungrateful for what she had done for me.

"I'm sorry Alberta…I really am such a pain in the ass and I'm surprised you haven't given up on me. Please I'll do anything. Just don't put me in there…" I apologized and begged. She looked at me and then at the road in front of us while drove she looked deep in thought. Finally after awhile she sighed.

"Alright. This is your last chance Rose. I read about a family in Missoula, Montana a few hours from here looking to foster a teenage girl about your age. We haven't been able to find them one, but if you're willing than we can talk to them and see if they can take you in. No promises though." Alberta told me. I grinned and just nodded.

"I promise I won't screw it up." I said. Alberta smiled and took me over to my favorite burger joint in this town to help lighten the mood. This woman is one of a kind…

*A few weeks later*

"Hathaway!" I heard Alberta call when she entered her apartment. I've been staying with Alberta between all the foster homes I had been kicked out of since she's had me under her care.

"Yeah?" I called back with me flopped on the couch. She came in looking excited and glowing.

"Good news. We were able to have that one family take you in. You are to meet and move in with them two days from now." I grinned started doing my celebration butt dance that looked like I was high on crack. That night Alberta and I had our last dinner together and both went to bed early so I won't be as pissy in the morning.

The next morning I had all my things packed that I had accumulated over the years which wasn't that much. Only two duffle bags and a suitcase worth. Most of which were clothes and gifts Alberta had given me on my birthdays for years. I was in the car munching on some chocolate glazed donuts while thinking of the family I going to be living with. They were the Belikovs and they were a typical good natured family. A stay at home mother and a father who was a high end lawyer and the mother's mom living there as well. They had four children. Three girls and one boy and two of the girls had kids, one with a boy and girl and another with a girl. Both are married and out of the house and the son is moved out. The last girl is a year younger than me and still obviously lives there. The parents wanted to try out taking in a foster to be good nature people and the mom just wanted another child in the house.

"Rose we're here." Alberta said bringing me out of my thoughts. I almost gagged at how typical the house it was. A white picket fence cottage looking house that looked two stories and green grass with tiny kids playing out in the front. The perfect American family except they were Russian, but still you get it.

"Rose don't make that face. Act at least polite." Alberta pleaded. I just grunted and got out. I would act polite but only because Alberta asked. We walked up to the porch where the entire family was with my duffle bags in both hands and Alberta carrying my suitcase. They all got up and an older woman that I guessed would be my foster mom stepped forward.

"Hi I'm Olena Belikov and this is my husband Randall Ivashkov." She wrapped her arm around her husband that looked a little older than her. I remember Alberta saying that they had divorced at some point got married again, but they kept their names separate for privacy because of Randall's well known career.

"Hi. I'm Rose." I said shortly but still politely. Some younger looking people stood behind them with the children. The only person that caught my eye was the man that looked to be in his twenty's and had chocolate brown shoulder length hair and chocolate brown eyes. His features were very masculine and he was lean with muscle under the duster he was wearing which reminded me of those old stupid western movies.

"It's nice to meet you. This is my eldest Karolina and her ten year old son Paul and ten month old daughter Zoya." She said pointing to Karolina and her kids. She than pointed to another woman holding a baby "This is Sonya and her four month old daughter Galina." She than pointed to the man I had been checking out. "This is my only son Dimitri." She than pointed the younger girl. "And this is my youngest Viktoria." Suddenly I was tackled by a mass of hair.

"No! Alexander! Get off her!" The dog Alexander wouldn't stop licking my face and I groaned in protest. Of course they fucking have a dog. Finally Dimitri came over and got him off me. I saw Alberta trying not to laugh in the corner of my vision while I wiped the slobber off me.

"Sorry. That's unusual for Alexander to jump on people like that. He usually hates strangers." Olena apologized, but looked surprised.

"She's an unusual one." I heard an old boney voice say. I saw an old woman come over, but she didn't look frail like most though.

"Oh and this is my mother Yeva." Olena smiled. The old woman came over to me and took my hands in her rough strong ones.

"You have been through a lot. But you will go through even more." She said in a cryptic tone. 'What does she mean more?' I thought.

"Anyway. Dimitri can take up your bags and we can get you settled in. Viktoria why don't you show her around the house first?" Viktoria smiled and took me by the hand and hauled me into the house with me looking at Alberta who shrugged and Dimitri went to grab my bags.

"This is our kitchen where you usually find Mama and Babushka in here and this is the living room where Papa is half the time with Dimka sometimes." She pointed to a big kitchen to the right that had modern appliances and styled in a way that was kind of homey looking. The living room was in front of you when you entered and was the same with pictures all over and earthy tone colors that made you feel at home with a big plasma screen TV. She pointed to a door on the left and explained, "That is mama and papa's room and the door next to it is papa's office." She took me down the hall that had a rustic look that went well with the homey earth tones.

"The first door on the right is the first bathroom and only one on this floor besides the one attached in my parent's room and the first door on the left is the laundry room. The next door on the right is Mama's quilting room, but we call it her hobby den. The last door on the left is Babushka's room. Finally the door leading to the garage is at the end of the hallway." She said and took me back down the hallway and went forward to the stairs that was across from the hallway and went up them with me in tow. Another hallway popped up when we reached the top.

"Okay so the first door on the right is basically the rec/play room which has all the neat video games, game systems, a pool table, air hockey, and foosball. The second door on the right is Karo's room when she stays over and next to it is Paul's room and next to Paul's room is Dimitri's when he stays over and the first bathroom up here is next to him. On the right side is my room and Sonya's room is next to me again when she stays over. Next to hers is the second bathroom and last but not least your room is the last door." She got done explaining and opened my door to see it really white and boring with my luggage sitting on the four poster canopy queen sized bed.

"It's not much, but we decided that we didn't want to decorate it until you got here. That way we can go shopping and pick things out that you like and paint the bedroom walls the way you want them and stain the furniture to go with it. You know…to make you feel at home." Viktoria smiled. My mouth dropped at what she said. No family has ever done that for me. The families just put me in the room they had available and I just added things to it here and there. 'To make you feel at home she said…' I thought.

"Anyway let's go downstairs so we can meet up with the rest of the family." I followed her down to the living room where everyone and Alberta were sitting. Alberta saw me and smiled and I saw on the fireplace stone raised floor.

"There you are Rose. Now I have to discuss with them what I discussed with you before we left for here." I just nodded and groaned internally. Alberta turned to the entire Belikov family.

"So as you know Rose is quite the troublemaker so to save the trouble instead of getting kicked out I told her that if she doesn't follow these rules than I will be taking her out. First is that she has to go to counseling twice a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays, second she has to have a C average in school and keep a 3.0 GPA, third she can't not get in trouble with the law and finally she has to do at least two extracurricular activities and have a job in a few months. She has to act responsible to live here and I need you to enforce these rules too." I hated going to counseling because once people found out and the families found out they assumed that I was a mental case or I had anger issues and I got made fun of for being 'messed up in the head' or being a 'serial killer' and the families would treat me like I was special ed and so would the school.

"You don't like these rules?" Olena noticed my scowl.

"I hate counseling. That's only rule I hate." I said angrily.

"Rose has done counseling for years on and off. The thing is it causes trouble at school for her because it leads bullying in which some cases where the school has treated her like either special ed or families have assumed she is 'messed up in the head', a soon to be 'serial killer', or she had anger issues. All of which are not true. She goes to counseling because of traumatic events in her past and does suffer from PTSD and Bipolar Depression in which she is supposed to be taking medication, but I need you to update her meds if you can." I scowled stood up and walked off. Alberta didn't look surprised and everyone else was.

"I'm not a pill popper. I don't have mental issues." I said icily.

"I never said that Rose. You just have-" I cut her off hearing this a bunch of times.

"I just have experiences I need to work past. Yeah I've heard that a thousand times." I growled and took off upstairs into my room and slamming my door than throwing myself on the bed.

*Downstairs*

"I'm sorry. She hates talking about her Depression and PTSD. It makes her feel like she's a mental case." Alberta apologized.

"Don't worry about. If I were in her position I'd react the same. We've seen her records and hospital records and therapy records. We understood the circumstances of taking her in. We know she might have episodes or mania or depression and we're trying to prepare for that. We don't know what happened to her, but all she need is someone to treat her like she's normal and make her feel a part of the family and she mostly needs support. We'll be all of that and more. She's just a sweet girl that was traumatized and formed into what people saw her as. She just needs people to see her for who she really is." Olena explained calmly.

"Rose is like a daughter to me. So please keep to what you say. All I want for her is to have a happy and successful life. I'll be checking on her every month or so. I'll let you know ahead of time when I'm coming to check in." Alberta said. She said goodbye to them and left internally wishing Rose good luck.

Back with the Belikovs they were talking about Rose and her situation. "Mama are you sure this is a good idea? I mean she has so much negatives to her." Sonya said. "Everything will be fine Sonya. She has had a rough upbringing and suffers from it." Olena explained. Karoline butted in, "What about the children? Will they be safe around her if she has an episode?" Olena sighed at her two eldest and then looked at her husband "Rose isn't a threat to us." But Sonya and Karoline were both going on about. Suddenly Dimitri slammed is hand on the table making everyone be quiet.

"Dimitri!" Olena scolded. For once Dimitri ignored her and looked at his two older sisters. Everyone noticed that both he and Viktoria hadn't said anything throughout the discussion.

"You need to stop. I understand that you have children, but you're doing the same thing the past foster families had done to her. You're treating her like a mental case. She isn't and you are being bitches. I may not know her, but I'm not going to judge her either until I get to know her. If you don't like her than don't bother coming around when she's around just so you can make her feel worse." He stated angrily and simply sat back but had the look that said 'test me I dare you'. He may be the youngest to the two, but when it came to telling them off or losing his temper with them they simple shut up and listened. He rarely lost his temper or told off someone angrily so when it did happen you best listen to him.

"He's right you know. When I told her that we were waiting for her so we could decorate her room the way she wanted and make it feel like this was her home, she looked like she was about to cry. I could tell that no one had ever done that for her. She just needs a family." Viktoria added.

"We've made our points and concerns now let's move passed them and learn to accept her. Now let's go to bed. We have a long day tomorrow." Olena and Randall went to the room and the rest of the children followed suit. Soon enough the house was quiet with everyone asleep.

*Early in the morning*

There was a loud pounding on the door and I groaned looking around hoping this was all a dream. Nope. I really am stuck with the Russian winter savages. The pounding kept going and I was getting really irritated so I threw the closest thing to me, my brush, at the door.

"Get up ленивую задницу!(lazy ass)" I heard Viktoria yell outside the door.

"Kahretsin, beni yalnız bırakın! (Fuck, leave me alone)" I growled at her. She finally stopped and I heard footsteps retreat from my door. I sighed in happiness and cuddled into my bed. Suddenly the door opened and my blankets were pulled away from me and I was dragged out of bed, landing on the hardwood floor.

"Kim yaptı. Onları öldüreceğim. (Who did it. I'm going to kill them.)" I growled and turned around to see Viktoria, Dimitri and Randall standing there.

"Kalkma vakti. Uyanık değil tek kişi sensin. (Time to get up. You're the only one not awake.)" Randall spoke fluent Turkish. I decided to switch it up.

"Bha mi a 'cadal. Mar sin, leig leam cadal. (I was sleeping. So let me sleep.)" I spoke smiling. Randall looked unimpressed and he pointed to me and then the bathroom right next to me.

"Chan eil dol suas agus a 'faighinn deiseil. (No get up and get ready.) By the way, nice try. I may be a lawyer, but I traveled for years around the world and I know eight languages fluently including Scots Gaelic and Turkish. Nothing will get by me, but I'm impressed that you speak two languages fluently." Randall smirked while looking bored at the same time which I don't know how he can. I grumbled and got up and grabbed a towel Viktoria was holding out for me and stormed into the bathroom with my spandex and tank top, slamming the door.

I turned on the shower and waited for the right temperature while stripping and getting in. I used what I assumed was Viktoria's shampoo and conditioner and used the wash cloth that came with the towel and body wash. I got out and dried off and grabbed my dirty clothes, making my way out of the bathroom and into my room where people had vacated. I went to my bags and took out my off the shoulder red print romper and with a stapless black lacey bra and lacey cheekies under it. I grabbed my hair dryer, make up, and other beauty accessories into the bathroom and got ready. I decided on a simple light brown smokey eye with a simple wing-tipped eyeliner make up with bold red lipstick. I put my hair into a messy fishtail braid and got into my brown caged heels. I walked down the stairs with my phone, wallet and sunglasses, into the kitchen where everyone was waiting for me.

"Rose! You look amazing!" Viktoria gasped. I smile and took the last seat between her and Sonya, who was tense near me, and Dimitri was across from me and Yeva to his right and Karolina to his left. Paul was to her right and Zoya in her arms while Olena was at the head of the table to the left and Randall to the right. They all started eating and I followed along ate, showing off my appetite and I took seconds…and thirds…and maybe a little bit of fourths…

"Goodness gracious. I though Dimitri used to eat us out of the house when he was growing. I going to need to cook more portions with you living here." Olena babbled and started cleaning up with the help of Karolina and Sonya. Viktoria jumped out of hers and grabbed me and started looking me and down and going in circles that made me feel a little shy.

"You dress as if you're a model showing off a new fashion! You gorgeous in this!" Viktoria gushed. I just giggled and smiled.

"Well yeah. I like to dress according to fashion because honestly I love shopping and fashion." I stated.

"Well as Vika says, you are gorgeous in that." Olena smiled. I blushed and quietly thanked her.

"Boys! Stop watching ice hockey and let's go! We have to go shopping!" Olena called out to Dimitri, Randall and Paul. They all groaned and got up, turning off the flat screen while they were at it.

"Sonya and Karolina you probably should get home. Your husbands should be back if a few hours from their business trip right?" Olena asked.

"Yeah we should get going. Come one Paul. Say goodbye." Karolina told him. Paul hugged his grandparents, aunt and uncle saying goodbye to them all. He came up to me and smiled.

"I can't wait play with you. I bet your going to be an awesome new aunt!" He hugged me and ran out the door with Karolina and Sonya behind him carrying their baby girls and saying goodbye to us.

"Mama, we're going shopping. Do you need anything?" Olena asked Yeva, but all Yeva did was sit in the chair knitting. All she did was mumble something in Russian and shake her head.

"Alright then. We'll be back later mama. Let's take the SUV." Olena said walking out the door with all of us behind her. We all packed into the SUV and headed out. I was sitting in between Dimitri and Viktoria and Randall was driving while Olena was in the passenger seat.

"How are we going to shop if there isn't a mall nearby?" I asked. Viktoria giggled and looked out the window.

"This may be a small town be have pretty nice stores here. Their cute and believe it or not we have one store that keeps up with ALL the latest fashions that the Rinaldi's run. My friend Lissa works with them too. You'll love Lissa though she is the sweetest thing and if you ever need someone to talk to then she's your girl. You can talk to me too, but she might understand better what you're going through. She lost her parents and brother when she was twelve from a drunk driver crashing into their car. She's the only one that survived. So if you ever need to talk to her you can. She's a trustworthy person." Viktoria squeezed my hand.

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." I gave her a small smile and the rest of the car ride was silently peaceful. We got to the store in town and Olena immediately went in a nice little furniture store. We entered and I saw Olena talking to a couple maybe in their early thirties and the women had blue eyes once I got up close and short auburn hair that looked cute and a man that had brown hair, blue eyes as well. Olena turned and introduced me to the two.

"Rose, this is Sonya and Mikhail Tanner. They own this furniture store and home decorations. Mikhail makes the furniture and Sonya does the home decorations." I smiled and quietly said hello to them.

"So good to meet you Rose! Olena has been so excited the past two days, almost everyone knows you're here." Sonya giggled. I noticed she was pregnant and I gasped. I'm a sucker for baby bellies. I don't really want kids but I do like baby bellies.

"Can I touch your belly?" I asked with excitement. Sonya nodded and I touched her belly and I felt a small kick under my hand. I giggled like a little girl and stood straight again.

"So Rose what's your favorite color?" Olena asked. "Red." I answered. Sonya smiled brightly.

"I have the perfect idea to create a masterpiece of your room. We could do a red and white bed set with red canopy bed curtains. We should also do black night stands, dresser and some other furniture." Sonya said excitedly.

"That would be perfect! What do you think Rose?" Olena asked

"Sounds awesome. Just don't go too overboard, I'm a pretty simple person." I said.

"Oh! We could keep the white walls and do red lotus flowers and lotus tree branches." Olena looked at me asking for approval and I nodded.

"We have so much shopping to do!" Olena and Sonya took off to find the stuff needed for my room. I might have smiled a bit at her enthusiasm too…


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