Wallflower 2

Chapter 147

(Jade's P.O.V)
Taylor and I sat down on the couch and chatted with everybody. I sat next to Taylor and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. The sun is setting and I love watching sunsets. I've gone out a lot lately and watched the sunset but I'm not complaining about it since it's so calming.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Taylor asked.
"Sunsets." I giggled.
"You're so weird." Taylor chuckled at my weirdness.
Taylor kissed my temple and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"It's our last day together. What should we do?" Jc asked.
"I don't know but I'm bored as hell." I said.
"Well, we need to go grocery shopping for food so anyone who wants to come, lets go." Connor said.
Everybody stood up except for Sam and I. We stayed on the couch.
"We'll be back soon. Probably in like a few hours. Stay safe." Matt said to us.
Everybody left and then it was just Sam and I. We haven't hung out as much as we normally did and I haven't told him anything about me in a while. I feel we're strangers now even though we're siblings.
"So, catch me up on you're life." Sam said.
"You want to hear about my life?" I asked.
"Yep. We hang out in the same place but we don't talk as much. I need to know how you are." Sam said.
He's like a mind reader I swear.
"Well," I sighed. "I've still been the same really. I'm still depressed, alone, and I still have anxiety. I don't cut as much and I more eat now. I'm still waiting for Taylor to come around and ask me to be his girl finally but I don't think he will anytime soon. My throat has finally let me talk instead making me cough whenever I try to get a word out. I'm still the same Jade I was a few years ago and a few days ago." I shrugged.
Sam just stared at me for a few seconds before pulling me into a hug.
"I'm sorry you still feel this way. I'm always here for you and so is everyone else. I'll try to be here for you more. No. I will be here for you more. I'm sorry I haven't been hanging out with you lately. I love you Jade." Sam squeezed me tightly.
"I love you too Sammers." I said.
Sometimes all it takes is the comfort of a friend or family member to make you feel a little better.
"Thanks for caring so much Sam. It means a lot." I said.
"I've always cared about you and I'll never stop caring about you. You're my baby sister. It's my job to care and keep you safe. The boys and I and the girls all care." He said.
"You're the best Sam." I smiled.
Sam rested his chin on top of my head. We sat there in silence for a few seconds.
"I don't know why but I really want to bake a cake." I said and Sam chuckled.
"You're so random." Sam smiled. "Let's go see if we have any cake mix."
Sam and I got up and walked to the kitchen and searched the cupboards.
"I found strawberry cake mix!" I squealed.
"Well let's get baking, just like we used to." Sam smiled.
I got a pan out and grabbed vanilla frosting from the cupboard. Sam mixed everything in a bowl while I got the pan ready and preheated the oven.
"Okay. It says to pour the mix in the pan after you mix everything in." Sam said.
"Go ahead and pour it." I said.
An idea popped into my head and I smiled.
As Sam was pouring the mix, I stuck my finger into the batter and wiped it on his nose. He poured the rest of the batter and then stuck his finger in it. He wiped some on my nose and we both bursted out laughing.
"Now we're even." Sam said.
I slipped the cake in the oven and set a timer for 25 minutes.
"Do we have sprinkles?" Sam asked.
"Let me check." I replied.
I walked over to the cupboard and scanned it. I found sprinkles and so I threw them at Sam. He caught them.
"Good reflex." I smiled.
"I really miss baking with mom." I sighed.
"Me too." Sam said.
My mom, and Sam and I used to bake all the time. My dad would sit on the couch watching tv while we made sweets for everybody. We would make cupcakes, brownies, cakes, or muffins usually. I can still remember this one time when we baked a cake. I was 6 and Sam was 7. It was the most memorable thing ever.
*flashback*
"Okay, pour the batter into the pan Sammy." Mother smiled.
Sam picked up the bowl that we had our watermelon batter in and poured it into the pan. Yes we found watermelon batter. We also have green frosting to go along with it.
"Now, I'll slip it into the oven and set a timer for 27 minutes. When it finishes, we'll leave it sit for about 5 minutes before we frost it okay?" My mother said and Sam and I nodded.
Sam and I walked out to the living room and sat down on the couch next to our dad who was watching some basketball game. Our mother sat at the kitchen table and read a magazine.
"Daddy, which team is winning?" I asked my father.
"Well, California has 24 points and Nevada gas 17 so it looks like we're winning." My father pointed at the tv.
Sam and I sat and watched the game with our father until the cake finished.
**
An hour later my mother shrieked from the kitchen. Everybody ran out there and saw a cloud of black smoke. My mother quickly shut off and opened the oven. When she pulled the cake out, it was like charcoal. My mother coughed as she set the cake on the counter. My father began opening windows to get the smoke and burnt smell out of the house.
"I must've set it for the wrong time and lost track of time while reading my magazine." My mother said.
Sam and I walked up to cake and stared at it.
"Can we frost it now?" I asked and my family began laughing.
"Oh sweetie, I don't think that cake is edible anymore. Maybe 35 minutes ago it would've been edible but not now. We have to throw it away." My mother chuckled.
*End of flashback*
I began laughing to myself and Sam looked at me like I was crazy. I can still smell the burnt cake. It was awful but funny.
"What's so funny?" Sam asked.
"Just laughing about that time when mom set the oven timer for an hour and burnt the cake and I wanted to frost it anyway." I smiled.
"I remember that. That was funny as hell." Sam said.
The oven beeped, meaning the cake was ready. I took it out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool down.
"Alright, let's wait 10 minutes before we frost it so it can cool. Set the timer for 10 minutes." I said to sam.
Sam set the timer for 10 minutes and we then both hopped up on the kitchen counter and talked. We always used to sit on the kitchen counters as children. For some reason we just loved to sit on the counters.
"So has Taylor asked you to be his girl yet?" Sam asked and I shook my head.
Sam sighed.
"If he doesn't pull himself together soon then someone else has the right to come and take you away and he can't be mad about it since he never asked you to be his. I'm sick of this game he plays." Sam said.
"You don't know his past Samuel." I snapped.
"Why are defending him? He's a dick to you." Sam said.
"I love him just like I love you, Kian and everybody else. I'll defend all of you." I spoke.
"But we don't mistreat you." Sam said.
"That's funny because I remember you and some of the other boys coming home drunk and beating me a few years back." I snapped.
"That was years ago! We apologized! You think that we don't still don't regret that? We beat ourselves up over it every damn day!" Sam said.
"You were suppose to keep me safe. You're my brother." I whispered and looked down.
Sam sighed.
"I'm done arguing about this. I'm sorry Jade. Let's just frost this cake and not leave it just sitting there." Sam said.
"I'm sorry too Sam. I shouldn't have been so harsh or yelled at you. I had no reason to fight with you." I hugged Sam.
"We're siblings, it's what we do." Sam smiled.
I love how Sam and I can fight about something, and then be over it and make up in just minutes.
We began to frost the cake.
**
As some of you may know, Zayn left One Direction Wednesday. I love One Direction. I've been in this fandom for about 3-4 years now and I'm torn. They mean the world to me and I just can't process what's happening. I've cried everyday since Wednesday and I'll cry at random times. I'm broken but I'm still going to try to get through it.
I'm trying to update more and I'm sorry for how often I've been lacking. I feel like I'm failing you guys and my whole world is just crumbling down right before me. A few weeks ago this guy asked me out and then the next day texted me and told me that we should just be friends. I was hurt. I was happy, and now I'm back to my old self. I hate this. I'm sorry that I'm failing you guys. I'll try better.
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