Siarra sighed, taking the pills and going to sleep. Jasper's father eventually appeared in his doorway. "Hey, how's she doing?" He asked.
"Well..." Jasper was laying in bed, and he frowned up at the ceiling as he tried to find a nice way to put it. "Not great."
He sighed. "I figured as much." He mumbld. "Just be glad is't Summer break, or else you'd be the one walking her to school." He shook his head. "Try to make her feel comfortable."
Jasper grimaced. "Yeah. Comfortable." Was that even possible? Could a girl like her ever get comfortable? "She isn't happy."
"i'm well aware." He told Jasper. "You should have seen them trying to get her in the car. She gave a real fight, nearly broke one man's arm. I can't blame her, with what she went through. Or rather what went through her..."
"She told me she had an accident with a car," Jasper murmured quietly, glancing at him briefly before looking at the ceiling again. "No details, though."
"They were hit by a drunk driver, rolled half a dozen times, got hit by another car, knocked into a tree, and somewhere along to line, Siarra was nearly run all the way through by a metal sign post, She was the only one to survive in the car, and it was a miracle she lived. She's covered in scars from the broken glass and such.
"Huh." Jasper honestly had no idea what to say. No wonder she had so many issues... He felt a chill run up his spine as he tried to imagine that. "Well. I'll figure her out eventually. And once I do, I'll make sure she's happy. I'd hate to see her miserable all her life."
His dad nodded. "I don't expect anything to be perfect, but we should all try our best to provide for her. She's running out of peope willing to take her into their home, and she has pretty much no hopes of adoption." With that, he left.
Jasper watched his father leave, staying silent as he thought. Unfortunately, before much thinking could happen, he ended up falling asleep.
The next morning, no matter how much the parents banged on her bedroom door, Siarra refused to get up. Her foster mother at some point even let herself in and tried to drag her out of bed, but failed.
Jasper woke to a bunch of banging around, getting up with a groan. Probably just Siarra throwing a tantrum... He quickly showered and changed before heading to Siarra's room, flopping onto her bed with his face buried in a pillow. "Was all that noise you, or my parents?"
"Parents." Siarra was still in the bed, and she rolled so she was against him. "I don't think they get the concept that kids sleep in during the summer."
"Mm... They'll figure it out eventually..." Jasper muttered sleepily, his eyes closed though he tried to keep himself awake. "I'm guessing you aren't going to be eating breakfast..?"
"Those pills helped..." Siarra snuggled closer to him, putting an arm around him. "But I'm not a morning eater anyway."
Jasper felt weird having some strange girl cuddling him, but was just way too tired to complain. He sighed softly, relaxing probably way too much; this was just way too comfortable...
Siarra yawned, resting her head on the same pillow as him and starting to fall asleep. She didn't really care. She was tired, and he was comfy to cuddle with.
"You're warm," Jasper mumbled, half-asleep already as he pulled her closer. At least she wasn't being her stubborn, depressing self for now...
"You're cuddly..." Siarra mumbled, before she mostly lost her awareness and her breathing slowed in sleep.
Jasper smiled faintly, resting his chin on her hair and pulling the blanket over them. Soon he drifted off, simply holding her close.