No Surprise-Chapter 1
This takes place in an AU where Ana is the current guardian of Jesus and Mariana, and the two aren't familiar with any of the Fosters except for Lena.
Disclaimer: The Fosters is owned by ABC Family, not me.
Jesus's P.O.V.
6:00 AM- the time I usually get up for school. I lay in bed for 5 minutes more until Mariana knocked on my door and told me to get up. I went through my morning routine robotically- freshened up, ate whatever I can find in the fridge (which was eggs and bread), and took my mediation. I heard Mariana come from the bathroom, walk down the stairs, and enter the kitchen.
"Did you find anything to eat today?" She asked me.
"Barely. There's some bread and a couple of eggs left in the fridge. I tried leaving some for you to eat, but I don't know what Mom can find," I responded.
"This is getting ridiculous now," Mariana started, "Every morning we're scraping the fridge for food. It gets frustrating not being able to eat full meals because Mom's spending more of the money she earns on getting high than she does for our food. She had two teenagers and herself to feed."
"I mean, we could maybe get jobs and start helping to put food on the table."
"Jesus, don't you understand that Mom's addiction is not good for us? I'm so close to calling child services."
"Yea but then we'll be put in the system and who knows what will happen to us then. We might get put into a bad family or we might even be separated!" I said this as Mom trudged into the kitchen. Mariana and I settled down as Mom opened the fridge and saw the lack of groceries in it.
"Did you guys eat all of the food?" Mom questioned us. I answered, "All that we can find, which isn't much." Mom glared at me with red eyes and sniffles. Mariana and I exchanged looks of shock.
"Are you high this early already?" Mariana asked Mom, already knowing the answer.
"Why are you raising your voice at me? And don't you two have somewhere to be?" Mom retaliated.
"Whatever. Let's go, Jesus. Mom obviously wants some alone time with her drugs so let's walk to school."
Mom noticeably got tense, then snapped at Mariana, "Listen here, I work hard to support the three of us while battling an addiction. I'm trying my best while you two don't really help. It's not easy, you know." Mariana clenched her teeth and yelled, "Well it would be easier for all of us if you weren't so dumb and you wouldn't have started taking smack in the first place!" Immediately succeeding Mariana's comment was a slap from Mom across Mariana's face. Mariana stood still for a second, then ran out of the house. I followed her out the door. This became a regular occurrence. An argument between Mom and one of us, somebody gets struck, and we end up storming out of the house. Threadbare.
Hang in there- it gets better, trust me.