♛ - Comforting them ( for deja ! )
Deja snapped. She knew she snapped. She just got so angry at everyone and everything. The anger spilled out in destruction. The bat called her and so did Randall’s car. There’d been two choices - steal the car and drive off (even though Deja didn’t know how to drive) or beat the windshield.
“No one loves you. No one wants you. Your mama gives you up. Your grandma dies. Your real dad never wanted you,” she shouted to herself with every hit. “Just do this so they’ll send you away like that really want to. Then no one will think you’re someone else’s kid.” She’d tried to fit in. She’d tried dressing up for the wedding. She’d tried to enjoy herself. She had - for a moment. Until the woman said she looked just like Randell. Then she snapped.
All energy escaped her. She dropped the baseball bat and sunk to the ground. She felt arms around her, rocking her. She clung to Jack. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” Deja sobbed. “I....” She didn’t know what to say or do. She messed up. She didn’t really want to be sent away, again. She liked, no she loved, the Pearsons. But they wouldn’t love her now.
