Chapter 3 Separated
Ren's POV
"In sickness and in health, we'll share joy and pain."
That was the promise I made to Nora. That promise was the reason why I refused to be adopted by anybody who would not adopt her as well, and she did the same thing.
It's because of this that we ended up staying at the orphanage until it was shut down two years later. By then Nora and I were both nine years old.
The orphanage closed down after the owners ran off with the money they were given to run it. With how much they clearly despised the kids that they 'took care of' it still amazes me to this day that they didn't do that sooner.
After the orphanage was shut down, all the kids were relocated to different foster families.
The good news is that the social workers were kind enough to not separate Nora and I when they saw how much we meant to each other.
The bad news is that Nora and I always ended up with not nice foster parents. I can only assume that the other kids that were previously living at the orphanage got the nicer ones because Nora and I seemed to get all the ones that either wanted 'little helpers' to do chores for them, or just wanted the money that came with fostering children.
It also didn't help that as time went on, Nora's shy personally dissolved into a fierce one. And while it was one of the many things I loved (and still do love) about her, it did result in us not staying in at one foster home for long before whoever was 'taking care' of us to get fed up and give us back.
After two years of this, the social workers had had enough of this and decided to send Nora to a home that would 'straighten her out."
And if that wasn't bad enough, said home...was for girls only.
And that's how I found myself being held back by two social workers as another two wrestled to get Nora into a car.
"Let go of me", she demanded before trying to reach out to me. "Ren!"
"Please", I pleaded as tears fell down my face. "Please don't separate us!"
But my plea fell on deaf ears as Nora was dragged into the car.
I managed to get out of the social workers grip and ran up to the car.
"Ren", Nora yelled as she banged her fists on the window. "Ren, don't let them take me away!"
But they did. I could only stand there and watch as the car sped off.
"Nora", I yelled as I tried running after it. "Come back Nora!"
But it was two late, the car was already out of my sight.
I slumped to the ground on my knees before I started crying.
Then...I felt one of the social workers place their hand on my shoulder.
"This is for the best."