So I've been thinking about the main couples in my past two stories and what good songs would fit them best.
Rose and Ace (Acose)
Paper Planes (suggested by BlackCanary98)
Best Thing I Never Knew I Needed
It Girl
Every Time We Touch
Shape of You
Uma and Ava (Ama/ Uva)I Kissed A Girl
If You Seek Amy
So WhatFocus
Me Too
Every Time We Touch
Miracle
Aiden and Jessica- They're dead, I swear! (Jessden)
Love The Way You Lie (suggested by BlackCanary98)
Troublemaker
Bad Blood
I Hate U
I Hate You I Love You
Grenade
I Hate Everything About You
Stitches
Black Widow
Cannibal
Aiden and Jay (Jayden)
As Long as You Love Me (suggested by BlackCanary98)
Let Me Love You
Treat You Better
Locked Away
Every Time We Touch
I Kissed a Boy
Enchanted
Jason's POV
It's freezing out here and if I don't get my boyfriend some help, he's a goner. My teeth grind with anger as I think about what Jessica did to Aiden moments before she was arrested. How he tried to get away from her but she slammed his head into the wall, a crazed look in her eyes. I hope he doesn't have a concussion. It's never a good idea for the victim to be asleep if he has a concussion. If there's one thing good about my dad, it's that I have some life-saving medical knowledge.
Blood continues to drip between my fingers, soaking his jet black hair.
"Stay with me, Aiden," I plead, pulling his hoodie over his head to try to staunch the bleeding. I hustle more than ever to find the nearest shelter, but everywhere I go, I get blocked at the door. Some tell me they're full, others tell me they don't want a liability on their hands. One recognized me from the newspaper and said they didn't want "my kind" here. Well, fuck you too, my boyfriend's dying and you transphobic idiots won't let me help him. I'm trying to keep it together, but when I'm all alone and the sun starts to set, I begin to feel hopeless. A small sob escapes me. He could be gone for all I know and nobody freaking cares! I furiously kick a nearby trashcan repeatedly. Someone's hand grips my shoulder. I whirl around and come face to face with a familiar face.
"Shane?!"
"No, it's Britney, Bitch," Shane laughs, before becoming sober. "And you're disturbing the neighbors."
"Who cares?" I scowl. "I've lost everything because people can't accept who I am and who I love. I might even lose my crush of 10 years. Why should I care?"
"Let me guess," Shane says. "You got kicked out of your home."
"How did you know?" I ask.
"I've seen this too many times. I'm thankful I've got a mother and grandmother who still love me even though I'm bi. But majority of kids like me and you aren't so lucky...Come with me, I want to show you something," he says, gesturing for me to follow him. We enter a cozy building where a bunch of children of all ages go in and out.
"Where are we?" I ask.
"My grandma owns a shelter for LGBTQ youth. She houses as many people as she can. She's rich, and she's using it to help the needy. I'm so proud of my Nana," Shane says.
"Do you think she can help Aiden?" I say tearfully. I fill him in on everything that's happened on the past month. Shane takes a look at him.
"Hmm...he looks pretty bad, but hopefully Nana can work her magic again. Put him on the couch and I'll see if she's around."
I place him on the couch with him draped over my lap away from the other kids and wait for what seems like hours. A girl with a frilly skirt and blouse gets on the couch next to me.
"Is he your boyfriend?" She asks, pointing to Aiden.
"Yeah…"
"Are you sad because he's hurt?" she asks again.
"Yeah…"
"My boyfriend got hurt too. People tell me he's in a better place now. I wish I could go with him."
"How old are you?!"
"I'm twelve."
"Well, a pretty 12 year old girl should be in school studying instead of chasing silly boys."
"No," she protests. "I don't need school. My boyfriend always said I was pretty, even though other people made fun of us for it?"
"Why would they make fun of you?"
"Because they say I'm a boy even though I'm not," she says, and I instantly understand where she's coming from.
"Well, your boyfriend had good taste," I say, patting her on the shoulders. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, people say that I'm a girl even though I'm totally a boy."
"Oh," she sounds disappointed.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you know Shane?"
"Yeah. He brought me here."
"Well, he's been like an older brother to me since I left home...actually, he's my cousin but….he kinda sucks at doing nails and having tea parties and stuff like that."
I'm just looking at this small child, so innocent...already hated by the world because of who she is. Plus, I saw a little bit of my sisters in her.
"Well...I grew up with a bunch of sisters, so I'm pretty much an expert at stuff like this. I wouldn't mind doing those things with you," I offer. Her face lights up as she grins.
"Really? You would?"
"Sure," I answer, and for a moment I swear I see Aiden smiling at me. "What's your name?"
"Summer."
"Ok, Summer, what color do you want you nails?"
Before long, Summer's nails are painted with dazzling flames and we're sitting at a small table with little plastic cups filled with grape juice. When Shane walks in with his grandmother and sees us, he starts laughing. His grandmother smacks the back of his head.
"Ignore my grandson, dearie. I love him to death, but I swear he can be a real fool sometimes," she says.
"Sorry, Nana," Shane chuckles. "It's just so funny how quickly Summer got Jason to paint her nails for her and have a tea party with her."
Summer pouts and sticks her tongue at Shane, who just laughs and ruffles her hair.
"Now," Shane's grandmother continues. "Let me take a look at that poor fellow on the couch over there...Hmph! I can't imagine the kind of sick person who would do such a thing to him."
"I can," I mumble, but Shane's grandmother doesn't hear me as she tends to Aiden.
"Well," she says after an agonizing silence. "Do you want the good news first or the bad news?"
"The...bad news?"
"Based on what I've heard, the bruises he sustained to his body will heal with no incident, but he took a pretty nasty hit to the head. If he wakes up….no, when he wakes up, he may suffer some memory loss," she tells me. I gasp.
"Does that mean he won't remember me at all?" I momentarily panic, thinking that all the passion, all the heartache we'd suffered would have gone down the toilet.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll still recognize you, but he may have a hard time remembering how he got here in the first place. Let me know when he wakes up," she says, walking away with Shane. "Shane, come help me make dinner. You too, Summer."
No sooner do they leave I completely break down. My tears stream down my face and drop over Aiden's unconscious body. There's no one around and Aiden obviously couldn't see or hear me cry, so I didn't care.
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you Aiden," I whisper. "I promised Rose I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you anymore and yet here we are."
I reach out and hold his hand.
"I'd do anything to see you open your soft eyes again," I sob quietly.
Suddenly, I feel his hands move and grip mine. I look up and see Aiden looking back at me. Instantly, I ambush him with hugs and kisses. Aiden reddens immediately, but doesn't say anything. He looks confused and absolutely terrified.
"Aiden...you don't remember what happened this morning do you?" I ask.
He shakes his head, then winces from the pain.
"Yeah, you sustained a head injury when Jessica-"
Instantly he stiffens and withdraws from me, shivering. Tentatively, I place a hand on his trembling arm. One way or another, I was gonna have to get Aiden to tell me the whole story between him and Jessica soon.
"It's ok, babe. She won't hurt you anymore. She was arrested recently," I say softly.
Aiden stops shaking and glances up at me in suspicion.
"I'm serious. Why aren't you talking?"
"B-because she'd kill me if I…" he mumbles very quietly. "...forget it. Forget I said anything."
"Wait… how much do you remember?"
"More than I'd like to," he admits. "The last thing I remember was Jessica slamming my head into the wall and you coming over to help me. Everything else is just a blur. Oh my God...why does she think I called the police on her???"
"I don't know, babe," I say, hugging him as if he'd slip away if I'd let go. "I could've prevented this.I shouldn't have left you out of sight with you being injured. If I hadn't kissed you back at my house, you wouldn't even be injured in the first place. I'm so sorry…"
"Doesn't matter," Aiden says, laying his head on my chest. "You're here now."
"Are you still willing to testify Aiden?" I ask. Aiden frowns.
"I...I don't know. A part of me want to make sure Jessica can never do this to people again...but another part of me is terrified at the thought of seeing her again and reliving everything I've been through. It's times like these where I wish I carried my trumpet or piano with me right now…"
I can tell Aiden's starting to withdraw again. There has to be something to convince him to still testify...That gives me an idea. Without further prompting, I start to hum Aiden's favorite song to him. A hint of a smile plays on his lips. This makes me hum a little louder, my lips barely centimeters from his neck. This time, he smiles and starts to turn a little red.
"Feeling better now?" I ask him.
"Y-yeah," he stammers. "How did you know that was my favorite song?"
"Rose told me. She really wants to see you happy. So do I. I've heard you haven't been able to do the things you love in a long time. Now you're going to have that chance again. I promise."
"Know what, Jay? I'll do it. I'm still gonna testify. Call Rose and the others. We're going to trial," he says, squeezing my hand. "And we're going to win."
Rose's POV
"Tonight, Jessica Nguyen, daughter of billionaire and CEO William Nguyen, has been arrested on counts of attempted murder and domestic violence. Police say…"
I feel light headed with relief. Ace grips my hand, bringing me back to reality. All around me, Ava and Wes are cheering, Ross smirks victoriously while Addison smiles faintly.
"Ding Dong, the bitch is dead!" Roscoe laughs, holding Addison's hand and twirling her around.
"Ross, I doubt that's even how the song goes," I gently chide him.
"Whatever, I'm just glad Bianca doesn't have anyone to get her claws into my little sis anymore," he says, ruffling my hair. "Now I only have to fret over one beautiful girl."
He gives Addison a kiss, who blushes. She then frowns and holds her stomach.
"Oooh...that was a big kick," she groans as she sits down on the couch. "I can't believe the due date is coming so soon."
"Uh...when, exactly?" I ask
"Like, two to three weeks?" Ross answers. I pout a little.
"That's when the trial is," I answer dejectedly. Great, now my own brother can't even be here when I need him the most.
"Sorry, little R. Maybe they'll do a taping of it and I'll see it all on TV."
"Yeah, sure…" I say, trying so hard not to be the bratty jealous little sister. I force myself to smile. "Hey, maybe it'll take the heat off of you and Addison for a while."
Ross laughs, forceful as well. Addison looks between the two of us in awkward silence. She whispers something to Roscoe and they head back to his room.
"Come on, Blake, this is your client's little sister we're talking about here…" Wes says into the phone. "Scandalous. We're high school students, not multimillionaire movie stars...I know, I'll owe you one...great...see you there."
"Who was that, Wes?" I ask.
"Ethan Blake. Roscoe's agent. He's going to represent us in the trial. The verdict is a shoo in," Wes boasts.
"I just hope he makes it in time," I wonder aloud. "If this fails...we're all dead."
