Foster + j.j.

xxix.

*alyssa*

My eyes opened and I saw an an unfamiliar place. Frantically sitting up, I looked around the room. The bedding was white, the walls were white, and there was a rather large painting of Charlie Chaplin in the corner on the wall. I looked behind me and there was another painting but of Marilyn Monroe. Wait, this looks familiar.

I got out of bed, seeing I was still in the same clothes that I was in on the plane. Once I got out of bed, I walked around the room. There was a desk with a piece of paper. I walked over picking up the piece of loose leaf.

"(FYI I stole this from your backpack. Hope you're not mad :P)

So if you're reading this you are obviously awake lol. But I left around noonish to go out with Nash and Cameron for the day. I should be back soon but I'm not exactly sure what time yet. Also thanks for falling asleep. I had to carry you all the way to the car :(. Haha! Jk! It wasn't that bad. I bet you're probably hungry so just help yourself to anything in the fridge or pantry. Haha. Bake a cake for all I care. Gilinsky is in the other room. If you need anything. Ask him. (I told him to be nice. No promises though) if he's being rude, just call me. I also charged your phone. It should be fully charged when you wake up. It's sitting on the kitchen counter by the toaster. Text me when you wake up. Okay I guess that's it.

-JJ

Oh! P.S. Do your homework today so we can do fun things later on in the week :)"

I guess I'm doing homework today.

Half hour later, I'm doing my physics homework and I'm having so much trouble with it. Why did they even put me in physics anyway? I remembered Jack's mom saying that he did really well in physics his junior year. Maybe he will actually come to his senses and help me out.

My hand grabbed the paper and swung my legs out from under the desk. I walked slowly out of the room to Jack's bedroom door, lightly knocking.

"What?" He yelled from the other side.

"Jack um, c-can you help me with my homework?" I asked timidly, opening the door slightly.

"Go ask someone else," he grumbled not looking up from his phone.

"B-but no one else is here."

"Then figure it out yourself."

"But I-"

"I don't care!" he yelled getting up from his bed up to me in the door way. "I thought I made it completely clear since day one and the party that I couldn't care less about you! You're just here because my parents felt bad for you! Obviously you can't get it through your head that no one wants you! You're just some annoying girl that no one wanted because of your fucking mental disorder! You wonder why everyone hates you because you come into their life and fuck it up! So if you would, leave me alone!" He spat in my face and slammed the door.

I tried to blink back tears.

"I just wanted help with homework," I whispered to myself.

I walked back into Jack's room and sat down at the desk. As I stared at the paper in front of me, I reread the question like seventy times.

I don't understand this! He doesn't want to help me. I can't blame him though. He said to right to my face.

Why am I so stupid? Why can't my brain function like everyone else's? Why is it whenever I need help no one's there?

I know why. Because no one likes me and I'm just some stupid girl that can't understand anything.

I'm a mistake in this world and it took me this long to notice?

By this time tears were flooding down my face.

I'm worthless, and it took me seventeen years to actually realize it. I put my head into my hands onto Jack's desk and cried.

My whole life is fucked up and Jack just opened my eyes to it.

I'm a mistake. No one likes me. And most importantly I'm a stupid little fuck up that doesn't belong anywhere.

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I felt like updating during school so I did :)

I was in English and Spanish when I wrote this.