Love at First Light

2.

"A villian
is just a victim
whose story
hasn't been told"
•Chris Colfer•

When it says 'weed' I don't mean marijuana, It means a cigarette.

Jade's POV:

I couldn't sleep. It's currently around the time of midnight, I don't know for sure because I don't have a watch or anything. I just know it's near morning but still dark now.

I heard debris crunch under someone's feet as they approach the beat up couch that I'm currently laying on.

"Sheldon?" I heard a small, puppy-like, voice call my last name. I sit up and look around just to see the small, black hair and black eyed, boy.

"That's me, Cade." I say simply as I pull out a weed and light it up, allowing myself to take it between my lips.

"What are you doin' down here on the Eastside? This late at night, at that?" He sits beside me on the couch and lit his own cigarette.

"My father kicked me out. Don't like me over when he's havin' business partners over." I look into space with that being said.

"I'm not the preppy little bitch he wants me to be." I add on. Jonny nods as we both stay silent for a moment.

"You're the villain of your own story. You could be anything you want to be, Jade. But you choose to be a greaser." He said in his usual small voice.

If only people knew, even if I were a Soc my father still wouldn't love me.

"Do villains really exist, Jonny? Or is it just victims whose stories haven't been told? Someone who just needs a shoulder to cry on, but they don't have one?" I say simply before putting my cigarette out on the ground.

(Fr thought abt makin Jonny the love interest at this point but Jonnycake is too innocent for me to be mentally and physically capable of writing smut for so no lol)

He raised his eyebrows and nodded while lookin' at the ground. We stayed up all night and talked about random shit and soon enough it was 8am and he had to get home to get dressed for school.

I stood up and began my walk to the Westside hospital to see my sister.

•••

"Hello, Ms. Jade" The nice receptionist said as I entered the hospital. I waved politely as I looked her way. "Woah, Ms. Jade, hold on a moment." She quickly said as she ran up to me causing my brows to pinch together in confusion.

She inspected my face and I realized that the bruises are probably more prominent than they were last noght. "Ms. Jade what happened, dear?"

The receptionist's name is Linda. She's the only person on the Westside who's never given me a dirty look for being a greaser. Hell, I'm shocked that they didn't make me put my sister in the Eastside hospital.

The only reason they didn't is because cancer js a huge deal so they agreed to help me.

"Linda, I just got into a fight, I'll be fine." It took her a minute but she nodded before I walked off and she went to greet someone else who walked in.

I walked straight to Kasha's room. We don't know who Kasha's dad is, mom refused to give Kasha her maiden name, and I refuse to allow her to be a Sheldon so her last name is my first name. I legally changed her name a few years ago to 'Kasha Jade'.

I have no clue what her surname was before that, probably some random shit my mom made up before she decided to drop Kasha on me and leave.

Don't get me wrong, I have no problem raising Kasha. She's not too much to handle, she's very sweet and respectful. Though, I am the one who had to teach her respect and shit.

But I'm 17. I shouldn't have had to drop out at 11 to raise a 2 year old. I shouldn't be having to do illegal activity to pay for her cancer treatment. But the universe fucked me over, and I assume it's for a reason. So it is what it is.

"Momma! Hi!" Yes she calls me momma. She knows that I'm her sister but she said that it only feels right to call me momma since I treat her like a daughter.

She's really smart for the age of 8. But, she has had to grow up fast and learn stuff quicker than most children. They only let her leave the hospital twice a month, unlike most. Therefore, she has nothing else to do but read and try to learn

"Hello, my baby! How ya been?"

"I'm fine other that the random surges of pain in my head. And I really like this book you brought me!" She says. I hate that she has random headaches. I can't handle a headache without nearly overdosing on pain meds. I can't even imagine having one every hour, sometimes more, especially at 8 years old.

A knock comes to the door and we both turn to see a nurse peak her head in. This nurse is named Lyn and she didn't like me at first, then she realized the situation I was in and shit so now she's really friendly to me.

"Hello, Ms. Jade. Do you mind if I speak to you in the hall?" She smiled sweetly as I stood and followed her to the hall.

"I need to talk to you about Kasha's treatment." She took a deep breath before continuing.

"Kasha's treatments are going very well. In fact she could be done with, within the next 2 years if you continue paying."

"That's great news!"

"There's also bad news. They're raising the price of her treatments to $100 per month." (About $780 in modern day)

My face drops as I realize that I'll have to get 50 extra dollars than usual. "I'll get it. Just fix my sister, Lyn." She nodded her head before we both headed in the room.

"Kasha, it's time for todays treatment. I won't be here when you get back because i need to get some money before this Friday but I'll see you tomorrow. Use the landline if you need to, I love you." I kiss the top of her head and recieved an 'I love you too' before leaving the hospital.

I look at the clock in the lobby that read noon before beginning my walk home.

•••

I take a deep breath before walking in the house. As soon as I open the door I feel a punch straight to the rib cage. "Son of a bitch!" I yell out in pain as I look up to see Bob with a wide smirk on his face.

"I wouldn't go in your room. My friend may or may not be in there with his whore of the day." He winked before walking off to the living room. Disgusting.

"And don't be mad when I shoot him then." I shrug before walking up to my room and, of course, Bob wasn't kidding.

I rolled my eyes and picked out some clothes as I listened to the random girls moans behind me. She literally sounds like a fucking bird.

I walk into my bathroom and strip from my clothes and look in the mirror. I had a dark bruise on my jaw, a busted lip that has dry blood on it, a slightly black eye but not too black. And lastly, there was a cut on my cheek from landing on a fucking sharp rock when he pushed me.

My stomach has some blue, purple, and greenish bruises on it. Absolutely nothing makeup can't fix. I was so busy checking the damage on my body I didn't notice the moaning and bed rocking stopped and my bathroom door opening.

I felt lips connect with my neck and 2 arms wrap around my body and a hand start palming me through my panties.

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My chapters are between 1000-2000 lines, sorry if that's short but I get updates out faster if I do that.

Btw I do updates that contain 3-5 chapters, depends on how I feel. So everytime I update, expect 3-5 chaps at a time. (Starting next update considering this is a 1 chap update)

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