"And now. The cast of the new Marvel Movie: Avengers Age of Ultron. Chris Evans, Scarlett Johansson and Charlotte Young." I quickly checked in a mirror and tagged on my sleeves, before following Scarlett onto the stage. ChrisE had went first and was now being greeted by the host of the Talkshow, Ellen. "Hello." I said and hugged the woman before sitting down next to Scarlett. "I'm so glad you guys could make it today." God how much I hated doing press tours. "I'm glad you invited us." I quickly answered, making Scarlett look at me and give me a short smile. The woman began asking questions, which luckily the other two answered for the most part. "You were the youngest on set, right Charlotte?" She knie turned to me and I looked up, to look into her eyes. "Yeah that's right. I'm by far the youngest, I mean I'm only thirteen years old." I answered just as she imagined. "And what were your experiences on set?" I hesitated before I started. "Well it was an absolutely amazing experience. The other cast members are so incredibly talented and I learned so much from them. I'm really grateful for this experience." I answered and the other two grown ups gave me a smile. Ellen seemed satisfied with my answer, at least she didn't ask any further questions. Scarlett wrapped an arm around me and I smiled up at her which she returned. "You two seem to have gotten really close. Hmm?" She asked after ChrisE answered another question. Scarlett and I had talked about making the adoption public during the press tour and it had already been a week without making it public. Scarlett looked at me as if to ask if I'm okay with answering the question. I nodded and her smile got even bigger. "Well we should be." Scarlett said and winked at me. "In the end Lottie is my daughter now." There was murmuring in the audience and Ellen looked surprised. "Ohh really?" She asked, Scarlett nodded and I gave her a nervous smile. Now the whole attention was on us and everybody was interested in us. "How did this happen?" She asked to looking at us. How much I hated her right now, couldn't she just leave it be. Scarlett looked at me, she had always said that I'd answer this question and decide what was made public and what was kept private. "Uhm my mother died a few years ago and my father wasn't able to take care of me." I choose my words carefully, hoping she'd accept it but knowing her she'd probably ask even more questions, but I still wouldn't go into detail. Ellen nodded and I internally prayed that she'd just left me alone now. "I'm sorry to hear that." I just shook my head and smiled. Scarlett pulled me closer, because I started to shake. Her other hand was in her lap and since she was wearing some rings I started playing around with them. Turning then around and then to the other side to calm myself down. "How is living with Scarlett?" She asked and I relaxed a little more, because this was a question I could answer very easily. I smiled and turned my head towards Scarlett, who looked at me expectantly. "I like it better. She can cook really well. I said and gave Scarlett a silly  smile. "As if that's my only advantage." Scarlett said and tickled my side, making me laugh and gently pushing me to the side. "No or course not. Uhm she takes really good care of me and ahm I can go to a normal school now, which is nice, since now I have great friends." Scarlett seemed much more satisfied with my answer and to my luck the interview was almost over and we could go back to the hotel.
With a sigh I fell back into the mattress and closed my eyes. Scarlett fell down next to me and I heard her laugh, so I turned my head to the side and looked at her. She opened her eyes and looked back at me. "Now it's public." She said and smiled. I nodded hesitantly. "How do you think the world is going to react?" I asked nervously. "I don't know and you shouldn't worry about it, all that matters is that you are safe and we are both happy." I gave her a little nod, but knew that I wouldn't be able to do that. "Let's go to sleep. It's been a long day and we both need our sleep." I nodded, got up and went to the bathroom to change. Back in our room I payed back down on the bed, while Scarlett changed, but as soon as the blonde was next to me in bed I cuddled into her and closed my eyes. "Good night Scarlett." I mumbled into her direction and she pulled me closer, before pressing a kiss on my hair. "Sleep well Lottie." She mumbled back and I fell asleep cuddled into her. I was up a long time before the alarm went off. I sighed and slipped out of  Scarletts arms, out from under the blanket and grabbed my phone. In the dark I stumbled through the room and leaned against one of the walls. The bright light from my phone hurt my eyes so I quickly turned the brightness down in hopes to not wake Scarlett up. My phone showed me that there were dozens of new messages from Instagram, probably because of what happened yesterday. The fact that I was officially Scarlett's child. With shaking hands I pressed on the icon and waited for the app to load. There they were. The hundreds of tags of my name. The thousands of comments. 'Why did Scarlett adopt her? As if she and her dad have such a bad relationship.' '@CharYoung09 you don't deserve to be adopted by her.' 'What if ScarJo stops acting because of that needy bitch' 'I'm so happy that they found each other' '@CharYoung09 What did your father do that was so bad? I bet it wasn't that bad and you just whined around to be adopted from a star.' 'I bet my life was so much worse than @CharYoung09s. I deserve being adopted from Scarlet so much more.' And so on. There were hundreds of comments and maybe a tenth or less of them were nice, the rest were mean and hurtful, just like I imagined. I didn't realize that I had started to cry until the first tears dropped onto my pants. The tears were rolling down my cheeks faster and faster and my breath was getting shorter and shorter. Only after a few seconds my vision started getting blurry and I couldn't read the comments anymore. My sobs were getting louder, so that I didn't even realize that Scarlett was calling my name, as she got out of bed. My whole body was trembling and I tried to gasp for air, but nothing worked. "Lottie. Please look at me." I felt her hand cupping my chin and forcing me to look up at her. "Baby you gotta breathe okay?" She took my hand and brought it to her chest. "Copy me okay. In…. Out…. In….Out…" She was exaggerating her breathing, to make it easier for me to follow her breathing. "You're doing so good, baby. Just keep breathing." She praised me, as my breath started getting a little calmer, pulling me closer to her chest. But she still continued to breathe with me until my breath had normalized. My whole body was still shaking and the tears were streaming down my face just to dry up on my pants in the end. "Everything is okay. You're safe here." She mumbled and pulled me into her arms. I leaned my head onto her shoulder and closed my eyes to calm myself down. "What happened?" I was shaking, but didn't answer. She held me close and rocked me back and forth. "Did it have something to do with your phone?" She mumbled into my ear. I nodded a little, but did not say anything since I didn't trust my voice. "Did you read comments about what happened yesterday?" She asked calmly and I nodded again. "Baby. I thought, we talked about this, you can't take these things to heart. It doesn't matter what people tell you, the only thing that matters is that we are happy and you are safe, nothing else matters okay?" I nodded again, my eyes still closed so I didn't have to look at anyone. "Baby? Promise me something. That you'll never read comments on social media again. If you want we can turn the function off, so you never have to read something like this again."  "Okay I promise." I mumbled, still clinging to her. I inhaled the smell of her perfume, which calmed down incredibly fast. "Come baby. Let's get ready for the day, even though we don't have any interviews, we can't just stay in bed the whole day right?" She asked and let me go, but I didn't react. "Lottie?" "Mommy. Please can we just stay here and watch a movie?" I asked and as soon as I realized that I called her mommy I flinched. "I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad." I immediately said, but she just pulled me back into her chest. "I'm honored you called me mom and if you'd like we can stay here the whole day and order room service." She said and we cuddled back into bed and Scarlett turned on a movie. "I love you baby." She mumbled into my hair and I looked up at her. This was the first time in years that somebody had told me they loved me. "I love you too." I said without even hesitating. I heard her sigh and looked up. "I have to tell you something." She hesitated and I heard her take a deep breath. "What is it?" I asked quietly. "I'm pregnant." She answered, matching my tone. Immediately I flinched. My thoughts started racing. What if she wouldn't want me anymore and would send me away. "Lottie. Take a deep breath for me." I heard Scarlett say and I looked up. I hadn't realized that I was still so panicky, since I had just had a panic attack. I took a deep breath to calm myself in the hopes of not plummeting into the next panic attack. "Look at me." I felt her hand gently cup my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Immediately the tears were streaming down my face again, but Scarlett wiped my tears away as soon as they rolled down my cheeks. I took a deep breath and started to talk. "Are you gonna send me away?" Her eyes widened in shock and she shook her head in panic. "Baby. I'll never send you away. You're my child and you'll be an amazing big sister." She tried to calm me down. "But won't you love your own child more?" I mumbled, but she just shook her head. "No you're my first daughter. My first baby and even though I wasn't there when you said your first words or when you took your first steps or I couldn't hold your hand on your first day in kindergarten I'll never love you any less." The tears that were now streaming down my face were happy tears and luckily for me I could calm myself pretty fast. "Promise?" My voice sounded so small and childlike. "Promise baby." She mumbled and kissed my forehead. I hesitated. Now was the perfect time to tell her about Lynn and to admit that I didn't like boys. "Even if I'm not straight?" I asked very quietly and held my breath. "Of course. I don't care who you like." She said and I could hear her smile. "Really?" I looked up at her, she nodded and I couldn't find anything but honesty. "Is there a reason you're telling me this now?" She asked. "Apart from our mood." I laughed a little and hesitated before I decided that I'd tell her about Lynn. "There's this girl in my grade." Scarlett laughed and I blushed a little. "Mhmm is she pretty?" I blushed even worse, but nodded a little." "She's really pretty and she's really smart and nice." I looked on my lap, after I finished my small rant, being like a puppy in love. Scarlett smiled a little and nodded again. "Did you talk to her?" I nodded a little. "And? Do you think she likes you too?" She asked me and shrugged a little.  "She sometimes spends her time with me and my friends. And she said she isn't straight, but I didn't ask her if she likes anyone in our grade." I mumbled and Scarlett nodded in understanding. "I think you should ask her." "Really, but if she doesn't like me." I asked her. "Then you at least know it." She shrugged and I nodded looking up at her. "We're gonna watch the movie now?" Scarlett laughed, but nodded and pressed play  and a simple comedy started to play. 
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