trio of trouble! • jesus foster [discont.]

T W E N T Y F O U R

Evangeline

As Callie, Jude, and I all sat in the waiting room, we all wondered if the woman who we looked at as a mother was gonna be okay and if the 'family' that was in there was handling it okay. I had never felt so at peace in a hospital, but sitting back, holding Jude's hand while in my pajamas, listening to the ringing of phones and the small conversations people would have, I realized that we would all be okay.

We saw Brandon and the twins exit and he told us that Lena told him to take us home and that him and I were in charge. Still holding hands with my brother and sister, I walked out to the car, the other three following. "Umm, guys," I said, realizing there wasn't enough room for all of us in the mini. "I'll tell you what, Jude, sit on my lap, Brandon drives, Callie and Mari in the back, and Jesus takes shotgun."

"Ugh, okay!" Mariana scoffed sarcastically as she climbed into the back middle of the car, smiling. Jesus ended up turning on the radio on the way home and I begged him to play my favorite station. "Pleeeeaassee." I whined and he just ignored me, smiling at me through the rear view mirror.

I'm glad we have another good foster home, but all good things must come to an end. I knew my feelings for Jesus would get in the way with everything and I could tell that Callie felt a little different about Brandon too. I know that she's 'dating' Wyatt, but it's just the way that she looks at him, I guess. Mari, Judicorn, Cal, Jaysus, and B were all the most important people at this moment and nothing could get in the way of that as we all sang along to Ed Sheeran in the light blue mini cooper. 

When we arrived at the house, Jude went up to bed, Callie and Mariana were chatting in our room, and Jesus said he had homework.

Brandon and I relaxed in the living room in comfortable silence, until he interrupted it. "You wanna sing something together?"

"Actually," I hit my palms on my thighs, sighing. "I was wondering if I could sing you one of my new songs. I wrote it with Jesus for your mom's, you know, in case they do get married someday. Jesus has a part in it though."

"Then tell him to meet us in the studio." Brandon smiled, getting up. I stayed on the couch and looked up at him, pouting. "Yes, you can text him, now let's go!" He held out his hand. I grabbed it and he pulled me up.

I walked out to the shed filling Brandon, texting Jesus, and occasionally looking up to see where I was going.

Me: Zues, meet me and Brandon in the shed. We're preforming Same Love for him.

Heysus🖕: you sure he even wants to see me after earlier?

Me: Please just do it for me, your good ol' pal Evangeline Jacobs😉

Heysus🖕: 🙄 I'll be out there in two.

Me: You know you love me

Heysus🖕: 🖕

I put my phone on the arm of the couch and began getting my fingers in the right positions. Brandon has been teaching me a little bit on the keyboard and when we were writing this song, I based it off of what I know already.

Jesus showed up a few minutes after I had texted him with the sheets of music in his hand. I had been working on this song nonstop since I started, so I had already memorized the keys, lyrics, notes, and everything in between.

"Ready?" I looked back at him. He stood behind me, one of the two mics in his hand. He nodded and I began playing the keys, pretty gracefully for a beginner. I occasionally looked up at Brandon a little to see his thoughts on my playing, but all he did was tap his foot, staring at the ground.

(Their song is Same Love by Macklamore)

Jesus started his part, standing still and tense. I think he'll get better when my part starts. He loved writing his part and had seriously deep conversations as we wrote it about how he wished his mom's could get married without judgement.

As the song went on, I played a little less timid, trying to calm Jesus' obvious nerves. This song meant so much to both of us and I was really hoping that I could play it for Stef and Lena.

He continued his part and mine was approaching. He had a lot more words, but I believe both of our parts are equally  important.

"And I can't change, even if I tried. Even if I wanted to. My love, my love, my love. She keeps me warm." As I sang these lines, I thought of how much everyone in this house mean to me. They brought me and my siblings in when we had nobody else. I was doing my all to protect them and when we finally found someone to help, something like Stef getting shot happens.
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n that moment, I said a little prayer that Stef would be okay.

I am double updating everything this weekend because I haven't updated in like a month. I apologise for that.

~Jayxx