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

Ch.8"Pretend This Has A Tittle"

After I called Jensen about the news Sam and I left to a home store. We should at lest get beds, maybe more stuff. We are now walking in a bedroom section, I could be doing this online but this way is faster.

Sam already got one, but I was still looking because I may or may not be picky. They also left to the paint section as I was looking. I finally picked one and then went to find Sam.

Unsurprisingly they stood looking over the darker hues of paint. For my room I wanted to change it from white to blue, preferably a darker shade. Light grey is second on the list. My room grey and my office blue? I could also mix the colors...

Sam turned to look at me then back at a can of black paint, unsurprisingly.

"You want your room black?" They nodded. "You sure? It's gonna be pretty dark."

They shrugged and tried to pick up the paint can, I could tell they were struggling so I took it from them at put it in the cart. I picked up another, then some grey cans and blue cans. I also picked up a tarp to cover the floor.

On another aisle I saw carpets and rugs, I wouldn't mind one in my room. Or in other rooms. I walked to the rugs and carpets with Sam not too far from me. I looked at some small rugs... while Sam looked at some boxes?

"What you looking at, buddy?" Sam pointed to the lettering on the box. Carpet squares? "Wouldn't that be harder to put down?"

'Dog vomit....poop...easy clean...no need to cut carpet...just take off...' They sloppily signed, I made a mental note to teach them more.

"So...carpet gets trashed you just need to take it off the floor. Smart. Which color you want?"

They pointed to the grey ones so I got four boxes, we really should've measured the rooms first but if we need any more stuff we would come back anyways to finish off the house.
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~Sam's pov~

My phone said the time was 12:47. I should put the tarp down on the hardwood floor so I won't get paint on it. The paint should go up first then the carpet squares. When my dad and I helped my brother renovate his room for carpet we put the squares down. When the dogs would vomit shit or piss on it we could just take the soiled squares up and put new ones down. Pain in the ass to put them down. May need to cut them to fit or you may not have enough.

I went out to the hallway and grabbed the tarp, all the stuff for our rooms sat in the hallway, gonna be a pain to get the box for the bed and mattress in. I unwrapped the tarp and spread it on the floor before pouring paint into the pan, which was covered with a bag.

I picked up the paint roller and put it in the paint. I set the roller back down and opened the window, I would rather not get a headache from this.

I think when I get the carpet down I'll put my bed against the wall, I have to sleep facing the wall. I could put the bed up against the window... I'll figure it out. I dug out my phone again and started to play music.
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Only one wall was left when there was a knock on the door, then it opened. Jared walked through and observed the room. He had paint on his fingers and some on the side of his nose.

"Um, dinners ready."

I nodded and put the roller in the pan. Then to turn my music off. Jared still stood in the doorway, looking around the room. Confusion was eched onto his face. I looked in the direction he was looking at, on the white wall was a outline of a rectangle. My curiosity got the best of me and went over to it.

I dug my nails into the crevice and pulled. It was a tiny faded orange room. Jared hummed and crouched next to me.

"Interesting." He mumbled.

It was basically a Coraline door. I could make it into a room for me to distress or relax, if I really want to be alone. It was at least five feet deep, and maybe five feet up. I crawled in and rested my back at the very end. Jared could probably fit in here and still have enough room to move around while sitting.

"I think I could get in there..."

I crawled out the tiny door, I don't know how Jared could fit through the door. But he crawled through the door and laid down. He put his arm up and I don't think he touched the ceiling.

I left the room to go to Jared's, which was across from mine, his room was fully painted in a blue grey color. The box for the bed sat in the middle of the room. I herd Jared grunt behind me and sigh.

"You wanna come downstairs or you gonna stay up here?"

I turned to face him and motioned to his face. He smiled and picked me up. I don't mind being carried around but I huffed at his actions.

"You want down?"

I shook my head and touched the paint on his face. He scrunched his face up and went to his bathroom, which now I noticed was also a grey.

"Oh," He put me down and went over to the sink to wash his face. "Go get your dinner, Baby Bat."

I smiled at that name and left to go downstairs. I kinda wanted to be picked up again but I'm not going to be a brat. Two Pizza boxes sat on the counter with a smaller box for what I guessed is for garlic bread or somethinglike that. I opened one and it was medium pepperoni, I took out two paper plates for Jared and I. I grabbed plenty of squared cut Pizza and sat on the floor.

Jared soon came down with his laptop and set it on the floor while he got his peices. A garlic stick landed on my plate before Jared sat down. He opened his laptop and went to Netflix.

"Okay you pick."

I searched up the animated version of Trailer Park Boys. Thank you Owen for getting me into these guys....After a few episodes Jared broke the comfortable silence.

"Hey, can I take a picture of us and post it?"

I nodded and whiped my face onto my bare arm. Jared leaned closer to me and took a selfie of us. I kinda wanted to say no because of my bruises and it may piss off the fans or whatever, but it'll give Jared to update about something. But, it could also give fans theorys of the divorce. I decided to ignore it and continue eating and watching Bubbles yell at Julian and Ricky for doing stupid shit, more like Bubbles yelling at Julian for yelling at Ricky.

Jared started to laugh once he started to pay attention to the show.
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I went back to my room after washing the grease from my hands. My stomach was hurting so I decided to just sit in the hidden room on my phone. I went through intstagram and I saw Jared's post of him and I. Let's see what the comments say.

'Aww...what happened?'
'Ew'
Ew yourself, bitch.
'Is this what the divorce is about??'
'Hope and prayers for your family ❤'

The comments got boring so I left that alone. A discord notification came up and it was Max.

*the photo*
'Your dumbass can't catch a break'

'I know T-T
I talk too much'

' "I TALK TOO MUCH"???
you never talk 😭
What did you say??'

'I called Jared Dad and gen didn't like that so she bashed my head in...
DONT SAY SHIT TO ANYONE'

'Danm I'm sorry...'

'I'm just not gonna talk now...'

'Going mute?'

'Yeah I guess
Sounds edgy but oh well'

I started to ramble about the Coraline door and room, he seemed pretty excited. Also told him about my room and plans, I'm gonna send him a photo of the room once it's done.

We said goodbye and I started to get back to work.
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I don't know how long it has been since I talked to Max. The room was fully painted and the small room, too. I just finished walking around the room, to make sure the carpet stays down. The window is still open and I can see the sky is a dark blue color now.

I am also tired, and slightly cold, should've brought a jacket. I tested the softness of the grey carpet by lying on it. My eyes instantly shut when I laid down.
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