Trashed and Scattered~Adopted by Jared Padalecki (BOOK |)

(Falling in Hate by Five Finger Death Punch)

(Long chapter)

~October 23~

Here I was now, digging through the garage can. For what you may ask? Soda tabs, and some cans. You would think Jared and Genevieve would have a recycling bin, but no they don't. I had one beer can I am going to rinse out and add it to my collection, I also have five tabs, one supe tab also.

Maybe I can make a tab into a nose ring, I got a septum peirceing a week ago. One time I put a paper clip through the hole,

I found a few more tabs. When I have enough I want to make a chain, or a necklace. Maybe a bracelet, too. With the cans I want to make a sword, I will also find a way to turn them into jars.

"What did I tell you about digging through the trash?" Jared's voice startled me.

"Maybe get a recycling binband I can dig through that."

Jared sighed and crossed his arms. "I'm going to take the kids over to Jenson's, so I'll be gone for a while."

"Okay, when?"

He stopped for a moment. ""I'll probably leave around one. Probably come back at three, then at seven I'll go get them, you'll come with me then."

I nodded and went over to the sink, beginning to wash the beer can out. "Alrighty."

I continued to wash everything else, I then put the beer can in the drain board. Jared was leaning on the counter next to me, handing me a hand towel.

"Look, I've seen how you and Gen interact with eachother. When I'm gone I really hope you two will get along together."

"I think we get along fine." I dried the can and tabs off after my hands.

"Because you aren't....nevermind. " He pulled his famous puppy eyes. "Please try to get along."

I nodded then went to my room. Okay, we don't always get along. Most of the times we do when we interact, she doesn't really talk to me. I try to talk to her but our conversations don't last long. That's probably what Jared ment.

I put the tabs into a Mason jar and put the can in the Corner of Doom, it was just a bunch of cans I collected. The bed looked really comfy so I threw myself on it, grabbing my loose blanket and cuddling into it.

How am I going to keep a longer conversation? I do really think at times I have social anxiety, or just anxiety in general. I also think I have depression at times.... Okay, next thought.

How am I going to get along better? Be more friendly? And how am I going to do that? Talk more? Could ask Jared for help. No, I'm almost always going to him. Maybe go to Gen next time I have a question? And when am I going to call Jared and Gen mom and dad?

Jared told me I can call them that whenever I like. I guess I'll have to work up the courage later.

I rolled out of the bed and looked out the window, need to clear my mind. The kids were out playing on the trampoline, I could go out there. Yeah, let's do that. I also could stay here in my comfortable bed and daydream. No, I do that a lot.
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A little bit before one Gen and I said our goodbyes then Jared gathered his kids up into Gen's car. For twenty minutes I sat on the couch with Gen. What should we do?

"Um, you want to watch some movies?"

Gen pursed her lips and nodded. "Mind makeing the popcorn?"

I didn't say anything when I went to the kitchen. The basket for the popcorn was on top of the fridge so I stood on the counter to grab it. I put one bag of popcorn into the microwave, when that one was done I put it into a bowl and took it and the basket full of popcorn butter into the kitchen. Gen was looking through movies, then to shows. I was going to recommend something but the microwave beeped for my popcorn. I came back with my bowl and took a seat next to Gen and dumped the cheese butter on mine.