NOTE: I know that this fic is for the Romeo show! but there is no section for that. So I put it in Drake and Josh because there is no miscellaneous TV show either. So if you strongly feel that you have to remove this story, go ahead. Just please read it first. Please? And if you remove me, I won't be able to update any of my OTHER stories including Drake and Josh ones and you won't find out what's happening for about a week. I don't own any of the Romeo people... this fic is on Louis Testaverde (Noel Callahan). Oh yeah, you may recognize this fic because rainforestorei, my friend the co-writer posted it before but it got removed. Rainforestorei got busted off by LadyHades, but that's ok, because she's too nice to care.
Louis clambered out of his bed. Oh shoot! he thought. That outline for Science is due today! He made a mental note to finish it at recess in the tech lab and headed down for breakfast.
When he got downstairs, he immediately noticed something odd. Usually at breakfast, it was noisy and hectic. Jodi was yelling at Romeo or Romeo was yelling at Jodi or Jodi was yelling at Gary, or something like that. But this morning, it was pretty quiet. Jodi's eyes were red, and Romeo was staring at his lap, twiddling his thumbs. Gary wasn't there. Their mother, who Louis had come to know as "Mom", even though she really wasn't, was sitting at the table, breathing deeply. "Dad" wasn't there either.
"Hey, is everything alright?" Louis called out.
No answer.
"Mom, just tell him," Jodi said in a choked voice.
Mrs. Miller took a deep breath. "Louis. You know we aren't really your family. You know that you're a foster child, right?"
"Yeah," Louis answered hesitantly, having no idea what she was talking about. Of course he knew he wasn't related to them or anything, but they had sort of become a family to him.
"And you know that we love you, right?"
"Yeah."
"Mom, just tell him already," Jodi sobbed. "Just tell him."
Louis looked around bewilderedly. "What's going on?"
"Louis-" Mrs. Miller began, and was unable to finish, as she buried her face in her hands.
"WOULD SOMEBODY TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?"
"Ok man," Romeo said. "But you wanted to know, so don't go getting mad at me. You're leaving us, Louis. You have to go to your new foster parents. You're going to go to the same school… you'll still see me, but you just won't live with us anymore. Louis… I'm going to miss you man… I…"
The only part Louis heard was "you're leaving us". He breathed in deep. It was like his whole life was falling apart before his eyes. He ran a hand over his face, to wipe away the tears.
"Louis…"
Louis didn't want to hear anymore. He ran blindly, grabbing his backpack, and ran out the front door. He walked to school, thinking about the people that had come to be his family, not just his friends or "foster family." He loved them, like he would an actual brother or sister.
He leaned against his locker and sighed. There's nothing I can do about it, he thought. He headed for his first class.
Louis walked home as slowly as he could. He had to meet his new foster parents today, he knew that. It was hard moving around. He tried not to get too attached to one family, but he hadn't restrained against the Millers. He had believed that… well he didn't know… that he might actually stay with them forever. That he could actually be part of the family for once. He hated being a foster child. But he was glad to at least have a home. But he wanted a real family, one that he could always depend on and one that loved him. One he could stay in forever. He had never had an actual family before. Sure, there were his biological parents, but all they had done was drink and yell at him. But, they didn't love him. And that's the worst thing that could happen to a little kid. To be without love. No, they didn't hit him, but they had gone and gotten hit by a car, and little Louis found himself on the streets until the foster organization took over. Because they left him with nothing.
Louis shook the memory from his mind, and started up the pathway to the Millers' house. It wasn't his anymore. There had never been a place he could really call "home". He put on a false smile, trying to look acceptable for his new foster family.
He rang the doorbell and waited for Mom, no, Mrs. Miller to answer the door. You've got to stop thinking like this Louis, he told himself. You're moving on.
He stepped in and found his whole foster family sitting in the family room with two other people on the other side. His new foster parents, he guessed.
"Hey Louis," Mrs. Miller called. "These are your new parents, the Kolinskis."
"Hey," Louis said dejectedly. "'Sup?"
"Louis!" Mrs. Miller exclaimed. "Two words: Manners!"
"Oh sorry," Louis said, while wondering why the name "Kolinskis" sounded familiar. "How are you?"
"Well Louis," said Mrs. Kolinski, a short lady with dark brown hair.
"Why don't you get packin' and we'll go," completed Mr. Kolinski, in contrast, a huge man with tattoos running up and down his arms.
"But, do I have to go right away?" Louis asked.
"Well, it would be easiest," Mr. Kolinski replied. "Now let's get going."
Louis ran up to his room, not his room, he reminded himself, and found that his stuff was already packed. Probably Mrs. Miller. He grabbed it and ran downstairs, wanting to get out of the house before the tears started.
"Bye Louis," Mrs. Miller sobbed, hugging him hard.
After Louis pried her off him, he hugged Jodi and Mr. Miller, gave Gary a high five, and hugged Romeo the way guys hug I think it's kind of weird; no offense guys!. Then he ran out the door, calling "bye" once more and running into the Kolinskis' car. It was too hard being a foster child. His tears fogged the window as he left behind the house he had once called "home."
