Josh remember his 8 year old self. Hell, he remembers his whole life. How his world was more shittier than now. He sometimes wonders why his mother had him. If he was as much as a fuck up as she said he was, than why keep him?
Josh was terrified of what his mom would do. He dropped the cup by accident. He was cooking and it fell. "Mom I'm sorry it-" "you fuck up! You can never do anything right can you!" She punched my face rage evident on her face. "I'm sorry-" I was interrupted by another punch and this one knocked me over. "Do you know how expensive it was! Now go and make yourself useful for once and clean this up." She punched me one more time, and walked away. I curled up into a ball and cried for what seemed like hours.
I did not realize I was spacing out till Brendon sat next to me in my bed. Brendon was the kid next to me in are assigned bed. He is my only friend, I go everywhere with him. We both need each other, With out each other we are not ourselves. "Hey what's wrong." He looked worried, because whenever I get like this, I'm usually having a flashback. "Oh I was just thinking about something," I'm technically not lying about that. "Ok .. do you need anything? You still seem spacey." "I'm fine bren just tired". I lied. Brendon saw right through it but still kept quiet.
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"Joshua dun, please come to my office". Me and Brendon were talking when someone on the speaker said my name. I was a little scared because that's the voice my father would use with me. That's also the voice one of my foster dads would use when I did something wrong.
"Joshua, come down here right now" I was scared because that only meant one thing: a beating for whatever excuse he found. I walked down the stairs from my room, and my foster father kicked my shin. I came tumbling down and he hit me anywhere and everywhere. I sobbed, the only thing I knew how to do these past years. I am 10 now. "You pathetic kid! stop crying"! I tried so hard but I could not stop. The tears kept rolling down my face, causing him to get more angry.
I started breathing really heavily. There going to beat me I just know it. Brendon tapped me softly. "It's ok here let me take you to the office" "no, there going to hit me.. I just know it" I said with worry laced in my voice. "That might of happened in your old foster home, but not here. They treat all the kids with respect. They would never hit anyone." I took a deep breath and nodded. Brendon took my hand gently and guided me out of our room.
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By the time I got to the office I calmed down. I opened the door, while Brendon sat down in one of the chairs near the door. I closed the door and took a deep breath. "This is Joshua, Joshua William dun" my breath hitched at the name, but I said nothing. I calmed my breath that sped up a bit. "So this is the kid we are adopting" a lanky kid with brown hair that looked about my age said. He looked done with life. "Yes, Joshua this is your new foster brother" My social worker smiled at me happily. To me this happens to much to ever be happy. "What about Brendon, is he coming?" I said a bit more scared than expected. The boy with brown hair and the woman sitting next to him looked a little confused while my social worker just looked annoyed. "Josh, he can't come with you" a tear came down my eyes and my breathing got quicker. I knew it was an anxiety attack and I just let it happen. "No... I can't.... you have to let me be with him" I started to hyperventilate. Just than Brendon came in and hugged me. "Brendon there going to take me away from you. You can't let that happen" I said while hysterically crying. "Shhh. Shhhh it ok. We can still talk on the phone." "No it wouldn't be the same! I can't leave you! Your the only person that was ever nice to me. No one wanted to be my friend but you.... you did" there was a long pause. The whole time I never let go of Brendon. The person to break the silence was the lady sitting next to that boy. "How hard would it be to get this other kid?" She was looking at Brendon with hopeful eyes. "Very hard, but I guess if you want Joshua you have to take Brendon huh" I looked at Brendon with happy eyes. "I'll take him. The more the merrier."A/n: so... I edited it lmaoo what a surprise. But I'm planning on changing the story line just a bit. Hope you guys like it :))
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