Adopted By The Lunatic Fringe

Chapter One : The Start

Hello, I am Victoria Good, the 14 year old adopted daughter of Jonathan and Renee Good, more well known as Dean Ambrose, WWE World Heavyweight Champion, and Renee Young, and I am going to tell you my story of foster care, living in a group home and living on the road with my dad, Jonathan Good. I will start off with my birth parents and how I was put in the system, let's get started.

"Mommy, it's time for my first day of school, I need to go, mommy, please wake up, mommy? Mommy?!?!" I screamed at my mom who was passed out on the couch. She started shaking and I immediately grabbed the phone and called the police. "Help me, my mommy is shaking really hard and she won't wake up." I said to the man that answered. "Where's your daddy, I need to speak with your daddy, is he home?" the man said in a stern voice. "No, mommy told me that I don't have a daddy." I said as the sweet seven year old I was. "What is your address, we will send an ambulance to pick her up, do you know your address?" he asked in a serious vice. "We live in a shed by the Walgreens on 17th Street." I told him, that was all I knew for sure. "Ok honey, I want you to tell me if your mommy has a white foam in her mouth." he said dumbing it down for me. "Yes she does, there is a lot of it. She stopped shaking, why did she stop shaking?" I asked worried. "We will be right there honey, don't worry." he said hanging up, and I just sat on the front step waiting for the ambulance. When they got there a lot of men rushed inside and carried my mom out on a stretcher, when that man came to talk to me, the one that answered the phone. "Hi, I am going to tell you what happened, you have to be strong for me, okay?" he said and put his jacket on me since it was snowing, it was the dead middle of winter and I lived in Detroit. "Your mother overdosed on drugs and had a seizure, she didn't survive and is in a better place now, a social worker is going to come and talk to you now, do you want me to stay?" he asked me and I shook my head. "Okay," he said and waved the social worker over. "Hi, I'm Anne Marie and I am your social worker, do you have any grandparents that live around here, aunts, uncles?" she asked smiling and sitting down next to me. "I don't know, my only family I know is mommy" I said tears streaming down my cheeks. "Do you know your mother's name, other than mommy." she asked and I shook my head no. "Alright, we are going to call a couple of foster homes and see where we can get you set up, tonight you will be staying at the police station, I will sit with you and tomorrow we will get you settled into a foster home, is that ok with you?" she asked and this time I shook my head yes. She grabbed my hand and led me to a police car and I stayed the night there.

"Morning sweetie, do you want to meet your foster parents, they're here and wanna have breakfast with you." she said and I rubbed my eyes and shook my head yes as the reality of yesterday came crawling back to me. "Alright," she said going into another room and bringing two women in. "These are your foster moms, Ms. Katie Daniels and Ms. Jasmine Daniels." the two women walked over and hugged me. "I am so sorry for all you have been through, we want you to live with us for a couple months if you want to, I am Katie." the tall lady with long blonde hair and skinny hips said. "Hi, I'm Victoria, are you two lesbian's?" I asked smiling at her. "Wow, you are a mature little child, aren't you, we are lesbian life partners, I am Jasmine, you can call me Ms. Jaz." the short lady with short red hair and a chubby body said. "Fun, I am hungry, I haven't ate since two days ago so I'm not too hungry but I could go for a fruit cup." I said since I was used to getting two fruit cups a week. I was a bony child with tons of upper body strength from fighting my moms boyfriends off of me, I had never ate meat before so I figured fruits, veggies and sweets were the normal. "How about we go to a breakfast bar at big boy's. We live in Taylor at a nice house where everyone has there own bed, we will go there and you can meet your foster siblings. Does that sound good?" she asked me. I hugged her and smiled and they led me to their van. We went to big boy's and I got a huge stack of pancakes, bacon and eggs with fruits. I lived with them for six months and met a boy named Tony and we became great friends and they kept us together in the system until I was ten.