Me : So I'd like you guys to meet Ali!
Ali : Yeah, I'm supposed to be the one that makes sure Cassie doesn't get arrested, she's come too close way too many times.
Me : Don't give away my cover!
Ali : Fine. Cassie only owns Dallas, Dallas's parents, Shanelle, Rebekah, Michelle, and Jazzmin.
Summary
Dallas is 18 and in her senior year of high-school. She has dark brown hair with the underside dyed dark blue. She has gray eyes and got pregnant at 16 with James Diamond's children. She had identical twins Michelle and Jazzmin. They are now 2 years old have medium brown hair halfway to their shoulders. Jazzmin has hazel eyes and Michelle has gray eyes.
~Flashback~
About 2 years earlier
"Thank you so much Aunt Rebekah." I took my purple suitcase out of the trunk of her Ford Focus.
She grabbed my guitar and duffel bag. "Dallas, I told you this, I really don't want you to call me Aunt anything. Rebekah, that's it. And no 15 year old deserves to deal with all of the shit you put up with from that horrid mother of yours."
I closed the trunk. "And it's really okay that I stay to live with you?"
"Of course! To be honest I'm glad to have someone else in the apartment, things have gotten really lonely since your Uncle Andy died three years back."
We walked in and a girl with thick golden blonde hair that hung around her face in curls, green eyes and her face splattered with freckles ran up to me and jumped up and down. "Oh. My. God! Rebekah! She's exactly how you described her!" She grabbed my free hand. "My name is Shanelle!"
I smiled and glanced at Rebekah. "Dallas."
"I can't believe you're finally here! Your aunt has told me so much about you!" She let go of my hand.
She was told people that I was coming? "I've been looking forward to coming for weeks. But I need to get unpacked." I looked at her and her face fell. Damn. "But, maybe you could help me?"
She squealed. "Really? Okay!"
We walked into the elevator and there were four guys, four really hot guys. The one closest to me, the tallest one looked over at me. The world stopped, and it was just me and him. I stared into his hazel eyes. "Wow. 'Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect."
He cocked his head. "What?"
I blushed and looked at the wall. "Nothing, sorry." God I'm stupid.
Rebekah chuckled. "She frequently quotes poems and things of that sort."
He winked and gave me a dazzling half-smile. "What was your name again?"
I smiled back mischievously. "I never said."
He bowed. "My name is James, James Diamond. One of the singers of Big Time Rush. I am known as the pretty one but you by far put me to shame."
I blushed again. "Dallas, Dallas Tawson."
Shanelle giggled and pointed to the floor buttons. "Kendall, be a dear and push floor 6, will you?"
The boy closest to the buttons, a blonde, pushed the one with a six. "Yup."
James put his hands in his pockets. "So what brings you to the home of the future famous?"
I motioned behind me. "I'm here with Rebekah. She's my aunt. And I don't really want to be famous."
The boy closest to James, a latino, snapped his eyes from Shanelle and rubbed his short hair. "Hi, I'm Carlos. You don't want to be famous?" I shook my head. "Why?"
I stared at the ground. "Stage fright."
The nerdy looking boy chuckled. "I had stage fright too, it's not that hard to get over."
The elevator doors opened. I winked at James and quickly wrote my name on his hand. "Call me." I waved. "Bye guys."
He gave me a helpless look. "Wait! Uhm, tonight! What are you doing tonight? Maybe you could come to our apartment? We can invite some other people over and have a movie night or something."
I smiled. "Sounds like fun. Where's your apartment?"
He smiled "2J. Come over at, 6? Wait, 5?"
I giggled. "How about 5:30?"
He shuffled his feet. "Okay. I'll see you tonight?"
I half-smiled. "It's a date."
He half-smiled again. "Bye Dallas."
I shook my head. "Hey James, 'Goodbyes are never forever.'"
His smile widened hopefully and I winked. I turned and followed Rebekah into the apartment. She led me into me room, set down my stuff and closed the door leaving me and Shanelle alone. The walls were light green and the comforter for the king sized bed was bright orange. There was a cherry-wood dresser and a walk-in closet, I had my own bathroom.
Shanelle took my hands and we screamed. I clasped my hands together in front of my face. "Oh. My. God. I have a date tonight with James!"
Shanelle fell onto my bed. "You are so lucky! He hardly ever invites people to their apartment!"
"Shanelle." She sat up. I looked at my watch and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's four o'clock. We have an hour and a half to get me ready. Ya know what, will you come with me?"
She clapped her hands. "Of course! Let me run to my apartment really fast and get changed. I'll be back in 20 minutes."
She left and I smiled. "Of all people. 'Friends are like bras, it's hard to find the perfect one but when you do, they give you support and stay close to your heart.'"
She popped back in my doorway. "Did you just compare me to a bra?"
I dissolved into a fit of giggles. "In a good way."
~End of Flashback~
Dallas's POV
I laid on the couch with Mitchie on my stomach and Jazzy on the floor. Mitchie played with the hair ties on my right wrist while Jazzy fiddled with my left hand. I miss LA, but I'll be there soon, just a couple more hours. It's been two years, I miss it so much. I thought about when I used to write poems, it's been so long. Maybe…
Jazzy shook my wrist. "Momma, can we have a snack?" Mitchie nodded and signed -Eat please-
"C'mon." I sat up trying to ignore the voices upstairs getting louder by the minute. Can my parents ever stop fighting? I nudged Mitchie with my elbow. "Michelle, you've gotta get off me if you want to eat."
She rolled off and onto the floor. When she stood up they both ran into the kitchen. I walked over to them and Jazzmin jumped up into one of the chairs. They're so much like her father, always hungry. "Candy, Momma, Candy!"
Mitchie signed -Crackers-
I took two plates out of the cabinet over the sink. "Sit down. Jazzmin, you got to pick yesterday so it's Mitchie's turn."
She signed -Crackers- again.
I laughed. "Crackers it is."
She clapped as I got the crackers and gave them each seven. I winced as the volume of the yelling increased. "Stay here, Momma's gotta do something." They nodded with their mouths full of crackers. I walked down the hall and up the stairs, following the voices. Why are they always so loud? I opened the door. "Mom! Dad! Michelle and Jazzmin can hear you!"
My mom slapped me across the face and I stumbled back "That's not our problem you little tramp!"
I touched my left cheek, There's going to be a bruise there later, it's already tender. I gave my dad the look I'd been giving him since mom started this, started hitting me, started hating me. But dad always sat back, just like now, too much of a coward to stick up for his daughter. My only escape from this place was poetry and writing. The only family I truly had was the twins and my Aunt Rebekah, but she's still in California. I wish so much that mom and dad hadn't forced me to come back to Kentucky.
I turned to glare at her. "The flight leaves in two hours. All of our things are already at the apartment in California. Pretty soon you'll never have to look at my face again. Just be quiet until the twins and I are gone." I turned around and slammed the door behind me. They started again but in lower voices. I went back downstairs to see the twins on the floor playing patty-cake. I wish I was little again, without a worry in the world. "Jazzmin, can you get our shoes? We're going to go visit Chloe next door."
Jazzmin ran out the door to the porch. I looked over and Michelle signed -We get to meet daddy after the plane right?-
James's POV
I glared at Gustavo. "We've recorded this song about 27 times today."
Kendall nodded. "Can't we be off for the rest of the day?"
Kelly turned off the audio and we stood in the booth for a couple minutes watching them bicker. They're like a married couple. I started thinking about her again. every time I had peace and quiet her face haunted my mind. Her face, her love, her soul, her everything.
Kelly turned back on the audio. "Go ahead. You guys have done a great job today."
We walked out of the recording booth and the chauffeur pulled up in the limo. Kendall got in first and my phone vibrated. "One sec, guys. I'm not sure who this is." The voice that replied sounded really familiar, almost like….no way, it couldn't be…..
"Hello?"
"James? James Maslow?"
"Yes? Who is this?"
"James, it's Dallas."
"Dallas? It's really you? What happened? It's been two years!"
"Yeah, listen. We've gotta talk. I have a lot to tell you."
"Sure, where are you?"
"Uhm, I'm at the airport. I'm going back to live at the Palm Woods but I have no idea where to go from here and I don't have a car. Rebekah is at work and won't be home for another 3 hours. By the way, why is your number still the same?"
"Because I've been hoping you would call. I haven't been able to think straight since you left. I'll have our chauffer bring me and the guys to get you."
"Thank you so much."
"Wait, what happened? You left right after you told me you were pregnant and I couldn't contact you. Where did you go?"
"I'll tell you when we get a chance to talk. But I want to tell everyone at the same time."
"Okay. I'll see you in a couple minutes."
"Bye."
I hung up and got into the limo with the guys. "Can you drive us to the airport?" He nodded.
Kendall closed the door. "Why are we going to the airport?"
Carlos folded his hands on his lap. "Yeah, why?"
Logan put his hands behind his head. "Who called you?"
My hands started sweating and I rubbed them on my thighs. "D-Dallas. It was Dallas."
Kendall shook his head. "No James, don't let her do this to you again."
Carlos slapped Kendall's arm. "Dude, don't be insensitive. Remember what happened?"
Logan nodded. "We've never seen you so lost and in so much pain."
I punched the seat and glared at them. They would never understand. "She told me she was pregnant and disappeared right after! Of course I'd be heartbroken. I loved her, I still do."
Right about now she would probably say some quote or poem about getting over your mistakes or love always prevails, but I came up with nothing. The limo came to a stop and we got out. I scanned the crowd for Dallas. Would she look different? I was greeted with a tackle hug by a girl with dark brown hair, the underside dyed dark blue. I hugged her back immediately and swung her around. I buried my face in her hair and inhaled the scent I had missed so much for the last two years. I never want to let go, I want her to stay in my arms forever. To protect her and care for her. I set her back on the ground and stared into her stormy gray eyes. Is her left cheek purplish? No, it must be some weird blush that she's trying out. She let go and stepped back. Two little girls, twins maybe, ran up and stuck close to her side.
She knelt down and smiled up at me. "James, meet Michelle Carter and Jazzmin Soul. Michelle, Jazzmin, meet your daddy."
Dallas's POV
I knelt down and stared up into his hazel eyes. "James meet Michelle Carter and Jazzmin Soul. Michelle, Jazzmin, meet your daddy." Michelle signed -Hi daddy- but James gave me a confused look. "She says 'Hi daddy'. Mitchie's mute so she communicates through sign language." I looked over at Jazzmin. Usually she's really talkative. "Come on Jazzy, say hi."
She straightened her back and stared him straight in the face. "Hi. My name is Jazzmin. Momma calls me Jazzy but you can just call me Jazzmin."
James took a deep breath and got down on his knees. "Hi Michelle, nice to meet you."
Mitchie signed to me -Thank you, it's nice to meet you too. And call me Mitchie- I smiled. Mitchie is always so sweet. "She says thank you, it's nice to meet you too and you can call her Mitchie."
He smiled and held out his hand for a high-five and she smiled and slapped it. He turned to Jazzmin. "Hello Jazzmin. It's nice to meet you."
Jazzmin looked him up and down. "Momma says you're really nice but I'm not so sure. Don't expect to get a high-five from me."
I gasped. "Jazzmin! Behave!" She pouted and James and I stood up at the same time. I forgot how in sync we always were. "Thank you so much for coming to pick us up."
He smiled. "Of course. We should get to the Palm Woods though so you can check in and we can talk about some things."
I nodded and took each of the twin's hands. We followed them to a…stretch limo? I forgot how famous they are! I felt Mitchie tapping my leg. I looked down and she signed -It got squished and now it's really long- I laughed. "No Mitchie, it didn't get squished, it was built like that. It's called" I signed it "A limo."
James, Kendall, Logan and Carlos turned around and looked at me like 'What the hell?' I motioned to Mitchie. I mean, God, wasn't it obvious? "She thought the limo was a car that got squished. I had to explain it to her. See?" I signed 'limo' again. "Limo."
Logan shook his head. "How do you know so much sign language? I mean, I'm smart but even I don't know very much."
I laughed. "I joined this club in my freshman year, before I came to LA the first time. I learned a lot. And having a mute daughter made me have to find another way to help her communicate."
They nodded and started filing into the limo. James held open the door and I helped Jazzy and Mitchie in. I sat on the side opposite them and the girls sat on each side of me. Mitchie climbed into my lap and snuggled into my chest while Jazzmin cuddled into my side. We started to drive and they fell right to sleep. I smiled and looked up. They were staring at me.
I bit my lip. "I'm so sorry. I wish this hadn't happened but it did. You guys can be as mad as you want but it won't change a thing. If you don't want us around then fine, say it. But I won't sit here and be blamed for something that wasn't all my fault." I motioned my head towards James who was staring at Mitchie sleeping in my lap. He looked up at me as I looked at him. "It was equally his too. 'Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were.'"
Carlos bounced in his seat. "Oh don't worry Dallas, James is so happy you came back. Logan is excited for you to go with him to the museum. I can't wait for us to go skateboarding around the pool. Kendall is still mad at you but, you know, he's always been an ass so don't take it personally. And why do you always quote things?"
I smiled. "Thanks Carlitos and I'm not sure, it's just something that I've always done. It just feels right."
The limo stopped and Kendall bolted out the door. Logan followed along with Carlos bouncing and yelling something about corndogs. James got out and held out his hands. "Want me to take one of them?"
I smiled and picked up Jazzmin and handed her little body to him. "Thanks. If Mitchie were to wake up in anyone else's arms she would have a heart attack." I stepped out of the limo and juggled Mitchie and my back-pack.
He smiled. "She sounds a lot like you. She looks a lot like you too."
I smiled back. "Maybe her eyes but Jazzmin has your eyes and personality. They both have your hair though. They're both extremely intelligent, no 2 year old should be able to hold a conversation like they can."
James glanced over at Mitchie in my arms. "How did you teach her so much sign language? I wish I knew it, then I could talk to her and know what she's saying back."
I shrugged. "It wasn't easy, it took awhile. But she's a quick learner. I'll teach you, it's not as hard as it looks."
We got to the desk and glanced at us. "Name."
I smiled. "Dallas. Dallas Tawson."
He perked up. "Dallas Tawson? Well then! Room 5L!" He handed me two room keys.
I smiled back, everyone loves me here. I wish it was like that back in Kentucky. "Thank you. The movers got everything in okay?"
He nodded. "They did indeed. Come and see me if you have any questions or problems. Have a Palm Woods day!"
I shifted Mitchie and she let out a puff of air. "You too!"
We walked over to the elevators and James shifted Jazzmin. He looked over at me. "You got a different apartment?"
I nodded. "It's got three separate rooms. One for me, one for Michelle and one for Jazzy. I had the movers bring some new furniture in. The girls don't have and certain decorating yet but I'm going to work on that soon."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened at his floor. We walked to his apartment and knocked. A second later Mama Knight opened the door.
She gasped. "Dallas!" She opened her arms to me.
I shifted Michelle onto my left hip and hugged her tight. I love Mama Knight's hugs, they fix any problem. "I missed you guys so much!"
She put me at arms distance and noticed the girls in James's and my arms. "You've grown up so much! And who are these two adorable angels?"
I smiled. "Thanks Mama Knight. I want to tell everyone at the same time about them if you don't mind."
She took my free hand and pulled me through and sat me on the couch. "Okay, tell us."
I stood back up. "First, is there somewhere we can set down Michelle and Jazzmin?"
James nodded. "Follow me."
We walked into his room and he laid Jazzmin on his bed. He put the top blanket over her and I did the same with Michelle. I kissed their foreheads. I walked towards the door but he caught my wrist. I turned around.
He stared into my eyes. "What if….."
He leaned in and kissed me. When his lips met mine I felt the same sparks that had been there from the beginning. His soft lips fit mine perfectly and my hands went up to his neck. One of his hands went down to my lower back and the other to my neck. I smiled as we re-discovered each other. I again explored his mouth, the memories flooding back. The familiar warmth spread through my body and my stomach had butterflies. Will I never get used to him? I pulled away and looked at the floor. "James, we need to get back to everyone. I want everyone to know why I did what I did."
He touched his forehead to mine and made me look him in the eyes. "Dallas, I still love you. Actually, I never stopped."
I closed my eyes and felt guilt spread through my body. "I know, and I'm so sorry I hurt you so much. I've never stopped loving you either. I just…..I just thought that leaving would be best."
He took my hand and we walked out and sat on the couch. Camille, Jo, and Shanelle had appeared in the apartment and were now sitting and waiting. Camille was holding hands with Logan, Kendall was sitting in front of Jo on the floor, and Shanelle was sitting on….Carlos? I thought…..never mind. Rebekah must have taken the rest of the day off or something because she's there too. I look at them and Shanelle looks like she wants to stand up and either stab me 37 times in the chest, or hug me and never let me go. I wish I hadn't hurt them so much. Mama Knight smiled encouragingly. "Go ahead sweetie, we're all here. No judging, we all love you very much."
I looked at James and he squeezed my hand. I can do this. "Well it started with…"
So I got this whole idea when I was in the shower. I think the shower is a magical place or something because all of my ideas seem to come to me when I am in the shower. It's funny though because I'll like freak out in the shower because I have an amazing idea and I don't want to forget it. Anyways, please review! Unless I get 4 reviews before Sunday that is when I'll be updating. See ya!
