This is where Jesus is played by Noah Centineo and the Twins look like

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I got home from school with Chloe after being dropped off by Brandon. I walked through the doors and sat on the couch and started on a project for English class.
"Hey girls!" I heard mom yell. The pain of the divorce hasn't settled yet in any of the four of us, Chloe and I were forced to go into therapy by Anchor Beach Charter. Mrs. Adams Foster is very nice but I don't want to suffer through therapy. All the kids at school already witnessed my father drunk off beer running into school to yell at me, calling me Chloe and telling me that I shouldn't be sleeping around the school, which in no way is true. I want to be protected from these problems. If I am able to just stay isolated from the world until the pain is gone, mom and dad used to get along and then dad started working later and trust started being broken.
"Court?" Chloe questioned as I looked at her and blinked,
"Sorry my mind just wandered. What's up?" I asked softly taking a deep breath as to keep back the tears I've held in for today. I try not to show the hurt but I don't think I can do it at the moment, but I need to stay together,
"You are having dinner with your dad tonight." Mom said softly. I sucked in a breath sharply as a tear ran down my cheek, "before you say anything, Courtney it's one night and you'll be home by 7, Chloe you will have your sister, everything will be okay!" She said as she held us close,
"Mom. I'm scared, he ruined our happiness and I don't want his to ruin anymore. Can we skip tonight please?" I begged, Mom shook her head slowly.
"Girls, go get dressed please.." She said softly Chloe and I nodded and sulked up toward our rooms as we got dressed for a dinner we didn't even want to go to! This is for Mom and that's it.

Chloe and I gave each other a nod as we looked at each other, we still love to dress alike sometimes. We hugged for a moment trying to savor the moment.

As much as I'd want to stay with Mom she says we have to visit dad, so Chloe and I went off and spent some time with Dad. We walked through the doorway and put our shoes next to the door in case of us having to run, but that was the least of our worries, Dad looked in bad condition. He seemed to have been drinking though.
"Hey girls!" He said with a drunken smile, he seemed very mushy this time, he's an aggressive drunk, Chloe grabs my hand and we sit there and hold on as tight as possible,
"Hi dad." We said in unison as we looked at him and inched toward the kitchen so we could eat dinner and leave as soon as possible. He looked hurt behind his fake smile.
"You look just like your mom." He said softly and now tears came to his eyes but pain didn't reach his eyes the anger crept up in a snarl.
"I'm sorry this happened Daddy." I said softly as I looked down,
"Your mother left me and so will you two." He said with a look in his eye as if he were ready to kill. He took off his belt and looped it together smacking it a few times against his hand the sound of it made me cringe back into my seat trying to lean away from it, it was terrifying,
"Dad..." Chloe whimpered softly I could hear the fear in her voice and see it in her eyes,
"You're scared of me. Just like your mother was..." Dad said, he kept a stated our similarities to Mom. Before I uttered another word he swung and connect with my cheek with his belt, it stung but all of a sudden I was able to stand with Chloe,
"Courtney." Chloe said softly as he backed into the corner where our shoes sat. I put my arms up to block most of the blows. I felt the belt snap against my forearms and the impact felt as if it drew blood and then he used his fists pounding into both Chloe and I,
"Dad, please." I yelped as he punched my stomach. Chloe was sobbing and so was I, This was too painful! As he pounded on us until his rage was through or his vision was so blurry from the blood of his daughters flying at him as he punched at our faces, he finally left. Chloe and I looked at each other seeing how battered my sister was made me fear for how bad I looked and how worse this could get, he had went to his gun case where I had 5 minutes to call help. I took my phone out and called Jesus Foster,
"Hello?" I heard groggily on the other side
"Jesus, I need you to go get your mom and get to 37 Achor Ave. This is Courtney, Chloe and I are in trouble our dad is in his gun safe and we can't run, he's beaten us to a pulp. Please hu-" I wasn't able to finish my whispered plea as Jesus yelled
"Mom we need to call the police and backup, a friend is in trouble!"
"Alright hunny! Get in the car now!" I could hear I'm shaking as I'm hearing the safe getting closer to unlocked. I heard the line go dead and the fear set in as the second click of the safe was heard and Chloe and I inched toward the door army crawling, I heard the third click and then the gun being loaded. I heard the police cars, I was able to faintly smile, I reached up and opened the door, Chloe was able to crawl out as the paramedics ran to pick her up. I was behind her with little feeling I'm my legs, I dragged myself through the door frame and turned around to try and stand, I was able to grab my shoes when I heard three gunshots and saw my father in the doorway with pain, anger, and sadness flooding his eyes. then I feel pain, my left leg , then my abdomen, and then my shoulder, with enough force to make me stumble off the porch, I felt someone catch me and I saw Jesus
"It's okay let's just get you to the ambulance." He said softly as the police started to close on the shadow of my father. I was put it the ambulance but I sat up quickly,
"Chloe!" I screamed as the real pain set it,
"Courtney!" I could hear Chloe yell. She wasn't unconscious, that's a good thing,
"Are you okay?" I asked as I tried to hide how much pain I was in.
"I'm going to be, just let them take you to the hospital!" Chloe yelled, her pain was not as much as mine but I knew she was in pain.
"Court, please lay back. I'll be next to you the whole way." Jesus said as he held my hand. I looked at him and nodded as I laid back slowly wincing at each little bump the ambulance took and trying to contain how much pain I was in before I passed out, maybe from a loss of blood.

~Days Later~
"Jesus you could have died!" I heard Stef Foster say, I lifted my eyes opened,
"I know mom, but momma always says that if we can help we should!" Jesus said softly, "plus I couldn't let her nearly die." He looked at me with a faint smile that barely reached his eyes.
"Mom?" I whispered looking around. I saw Chloe, Mom, and all the Fosters.
"Hunny I'm here it's okay." She said softly, I looked past her for a second and saw Jesus with a worried look,
"I think I'll be okay. Did they get the bullets out?" I asked softly, Mom nodded her head slowly as I studied everyone's faces, "why is everyone crying?" I asked softly as Stef came beside my bed,
"You were really lucky that you called and that those gunshots weren't fatal. Also, your father was arrested and they want a statement in court. From you." I looked at Stef, then Jesus, then mom, and then Chloe who knew what was running through my mind,
"Everyone will be there, you need to heal and we need to both get walking." Chloe said softly and I looked at the wheelchair beside my bed and the one she was sat in.
"I don't know. I'm just lucky when I got shot I didn't hit my head." I said softly as I sat up and saw my reflection in a metal tray,
"I wish I got there quicker." Jesus said softly. I reached out to Jesus and he walked closer, I put my hand on his cheek and wiped a tear,
"I'll be okay, I know I look horrible but I'll be fine." I said softly as I looked up at him, he smiled faintly, he kissed my forehead and nodded.
"Thanks." He said softly, I smiled and nodded,
"Excuse me? Are you Chloe and Courtney Wyatt?" A nurse asked, I nodded.
"We are letting you go home" She said with a cheery smile before leaving. I smiled and went to stand before quickly realizing that I can't do that. Jesus picked me up out of my bed and put me in my wheelchair,
"Guys can I go with Jesus?" I asked softly,
"Callie, Brandon? You guys willing to drive them?" Lena asked. Callie looked at me and smiled,
"Let's go guys." She said, I grinned as Jesus took hold of my wheelchair and started to wheel me toward the exit,
"Hey Callie, I have a question." I stated as she walked beside me,
"What do you want to know?" She asked,
"When the trial arrives, should I go up with no makeup?" I asked softly Callie smiled at me,
"You want to show them what happened right?"
"Yes.."
"Then do what you feel comfortable with." I smiled and looked at Jesus who seemed oddly silent,
"I'm sorry Jesus, you shouldn't have had to see that and see me like late, I probably look worse right now." I said softly with a slight giggle before wincing,
"You look fine. I'm glad I was there to help you, I don't know what I'd do if you died because of me." He said softly,
"We'll go thing we don't have to worry about that." Callie said with a smile before we got to the car and Jesus helped me out and into the backseat. I sat and looked around, I could still feel my legs but I guess I shouldn't be walking for a few weeks, I saw Jesus put my wheelchair in the back, and then he sat beside me. I leaves over and put my head on his shoulder and I felt a tear run down my cheek,
"Everything will be okay soon." Jesus said softly as he held me closer running his fingers through my hair.
"Did mom bring me more clothes?" I asked softly looking up at Jesus who nodded,
"She brought you some pajamas and underwear so when we get you home well to my house, you can change and hangout with us while your mom fixes up your house and get your beds in the living room so you don't have to go upstairs." Jesus said softly, I nodded I slowly inched my good arm around Jesus and hugged him as tight as I could,
"Thank you for saving me." I said softly as we got to the Adams Foster's house. Jesus picked me up and carried me into the house and into the living room,
"You can change, I'll leave and have all the boys upstairs." Callie said softly, I nodded and reached into the bag she set beside me and pulled out my clothes, I changed my underwear first and went to put on my clothes when I heard a noise,
"Stef? Lena?" I asked softly and then I saw Emma peak around the corner, of course Mariana brought Emma over.
"You okay?" Emma asked, I nodded slowly as I finally put my clothes on

I went to stand once again forgetting I can't, I tumbled to the floor and screamed as my glasses flew across the floor, I heard rushing down the stairs a lot of people,
"Court! Are you okay?" Mariana asked as she ran to my side and tried to lift me before Jesus and Stef came down and lifted me onto the couch,
"You know you can't stand or walk for a few weeks!" Stef reprimanded, I nodded slowly,
"I'm sorry, I forgot." I said softly as I relaxed against my pillows, I watched as Lena came running down stairs followed by Callie and Jude, Jesus shot a glare at Emma,
"Emma why are you here?" Stef asked,
"Oh Uhm I invited her." Mariana said softly before shooting a glare at Emma herself,
"Mariana, go take Emma to your room and just be quiet." Lena said as the two girls left and everyone looked at me as I clutched my leg,
"I'll get you something for that, Jesus pick up her glasses and make sure she's okay." Stef said as she walked off sounding upset. Jesus picked up my glasses and set them on my face pushing them back slightly,
"You okay?" He asked softly I nodded slowly,
"Just stay with me okay?" I asked softly as I scooted over so he could lay with me which he did. We sat there for a moment as Stef came back with my pain medication and a glass of water, I took the medication and laid my head on Jesus' chest and fell asleep.