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

Ch.6 "Falling in Hate"

Hocus Pocus began to play and I shoved the buttery popcorn into my mouth.
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Two movies later, and actually great conversation, we began to watch a cheesey movie with bad acting, guess what the movie is about? Vampires. Gen and I didn't make anymore popcorn because we ran out. I am honestly getting more hungry.

I ignored my hunger and laughed along with Gen, and yelling at the characters.

"NO FUCKING SHIT THERE'S A DEAD BODY! HER THROAT IS RIPPED OUT!"

Gen put a hand on my shoulder. "Okay, calm down. Just a very, very crappy movie."

"That's why it's pissin' me off." My stomach growled after my statement. "And so do you."

Genevieve shook her head. "Go get something to eat."

I sighed and went to the kitchen. The clock on the stove read 3:45. Jared should be home soon.. Maybe something small. A cold water bottle sounded nice, an apple too? But there was only one left.

"Hey, uh, do you think Dad wants the last apple?"

Genevieve, Mom, didn't respond. I herd the couch springs squeak, so that told me she was getting up. Probably to find more or to get closer so we didn't need to yell.

But she didn't come next to me. I couldn't hear her, but I felt eyes burning in the back of my skull. Fear jumped into my stomach.
I turned around and behold Genevieve Padalecki was staring me down. Her fists were balled and she stood at her full height. Her face was also a light red, her hands were also shaking.

I let out a whimper, didn't like this.

She got her face very close to mine.

"Why Jared?" She growled through gritted teeth. "Always go to him. What, you-you w-want to t-take him away from me? Only you can have him? No! No! He's mine. It was a mistake to let you into this house, only did it to make my husband happy. T-two mistakes here, you calling him dad, letting you into this house, and lastly, you."

My instincts told me to run. I can't fight or shove her away, I'm so weak, and I know danm well she's stronger.
Her fist flew out, my brain screaming to move, she balled her hand in my hair and pulled.

"Not today!" She slammed my head into the fridge, makeing me to hear ringing and not able to see straight. "Not ever!" Again, into the solid fridge

I finally fell to the ground but Genevieve yanked me up and hit my temple on the marble counter. I tried to turn away, only to make my right cheekbone hit the marble. I definitely heard something Crack. She did this two more times before letting me collapse into the floor.

The opposite side of my fucked up head hit the floor. Great, my vision is going away. I felt her hand knot up in my hair again, her hand moved towards my nose, to rip out the ring. I moved my head away, the consequence was getting my head slammed once more into the wood. Now I herd the dogs barking and growling.

"GENEVIEVE! WHAT THE FUCK!?"

I could barely make out Jared's yell as my body got heavier and my eyes closed.

(I totally did not get Lady Dimitrescu vibes from this, and now I feel kinda of an ass)
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~October 24~

My head was pounding. My face was hurting so bad....The memories hit me like a tsunami. Calling Jared Dad and getting beat the hell up because of it. Talking, all that gets me in trouble. I had to run away from my mom because I talked, even in school, I talk and get made fun of, or people ignore me. And now, I'm laying in some bed.