A/N: Okay, I know it's been a while, but here's chapter three. Please R&R and also please be kind and forgive me for not updating sooner. Trigger Warning! Mention of violence and hospitalization. You have been warned.
Chapter 3
The initiation party had gone on until about one thirty in the morning, the twins bringing out their Nerf guns and, after handing one to everyone, started a Nerf war that ended with the twins tying with Dwight and Jaylien (for once they didn't win, which made them pout the whole way back to Windsor). Lucky for them, the next day was Saturday, so they could all sleep in. Although, some didn't really get to sleep in. Some, like Blaine and Shane, were woken up by someone screaming.
Blaine jolted up in his bed and looked over at Jaylien, who was curled up in a ball and screaming for someone to stop and pleading with them. "Shit" he cursed, remembering the accident from the prior year. He got up and rushed over to her bed, quickly pulling her in his arms. "Hey, wake up. They're not here," he said, trying to get her to calm down.
"NO! GET OFF ME! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Jaylien screamed, hitting against Blaine's chest, tears falling down her face.
"Jaylien, you need to wake up." Blaine gently shook her, trying to get her to just wake up.
The noise had made Shane rush into the room, Kurt and Reed right behind him. "Blaine? Nightmares again?" he asked, walking over to his brother. He sat down next to them, Kurt and Reed standing in the doorway.
"Yeah, but this is worse then before."
"Damn it."
"PLEASE! IT WASN'T ME! JUST STOP!" Jaylien tried to get out of Blaine's arms, pushing against his chest.
"Blaine," Shane looked at his brother pointedly, "did you even try singing?"
Blaine shook his head, then gasped. "Shane, you are a genius!" He cleared his throat, and began to sing, hoping that it would calm his cousin down.
I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be
He held her tighter,singing softly at first and then gaining volume as he sang on.
I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see
"Please," Jaylein whined, calming down some. "Just stop."
Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Shane grabbed his cousin's hand, joining Blaine as he sang.
Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Everytime I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me...
And you tell me:
Kurt and Reed looked at each other then at the scene in front of them. They didn't really know what to do, so they just stood there and listened as their boyfriends sang to their cousin.
Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Blaine sang slightly softer, not really singing the song in the right key. He moved hair out if Jaylien's face, holding her closer as she calmed down to just trembling.
I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes...
"B...Blaine..." she said, her eyes still closed and her body still trembling.
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize...
Shane stood up, letting Blaine finish singing as he headed over to where Kurt and Reed were standing. Wes, David, Evan, Ethan, Charlie, and Dwight were standing behind them, not really walking into the room. Just watching.
Baby, I'm not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Jaylien, who had now stopped trembling, clung to Blaine's tank-top he was wearing. She buried her face in his chest, tears still running down her face.
Oh, 'cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing, nothing, nothing
Can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
You know our love is all we need
Blaine rubbed her back as the song came to a close, barely even whispering the last lines.
Our love is all we need
To make it through...
Once the last note of the song left his lips, Blaine kissed the top of Jaylien's head and then looked up at the small group of boys standing at his door. "Guys, how much did you guys see?" he asked, really hoping that it wasn't for that long.
"Not long," Wes said, stepping forward. "Only long enough to see about three-fourths of your performance."
Jaylien looked up from Blaine's chest and over he few boys standing at the door, noticing Dwight standing towards the back of the group. "Sorry," she whispered, although knowing that only Blaine could hear her. She looked down at the bed sheets, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Silently, with everyone watching her, she got up and pushed past everyone as she rushed out of the room, tears still stinging her eyes.
Blaine, who was now standing, looked at the others and simply stated, "Let her be alone," when he saw Dwight about to go after her.
Right outside Windsor House, on one of the many benches, sat Jaylien, her knees pulled up to her chest as she looked out over her surroundings. Her face was still red and puffy and the sleeves of her jacket that she slept in were covered in wet/dry tears. She hated when she got nightmares. They always just seemed to come when she thought they were gone for good. Always making her afraid to go to sleep. Thinking that it was going to happen again. It scared her more than anything, really. She could still feel the bruises that had already healed, still taste the blood that had already washed away, still hear the mocking voices as the three boys beat her half to death. Those were the things that haunted her with every nightmare, and she just wanted them gone.
Footsteps sounded next to her as someone sat down on the bench. These things making her jump slightly and look up. Her hazel/green-grey eyes meeting a pair of light blue/grey ones. Dwight, she thought, the rest of the boy coming into focus. He was looking at her worriedly, one of his medallions clutched in his hand. His voice was caring when he spoke, catching her slightly off guard.
"Are you okay? You rushed out of the room pretty fast."
Jaylien just nodded, afraid that her voice would give away that she was lying. She turned her head slightly, looking through the leaves of a nearby tree. The silence between the two was stretched, Dwight just looking at her while she tried not to look at him. She may have only known him for a day, but she felt like she had known him for longer. She felt like she could tell this boy anything, and that scared the hell out of her for two reasons. One was because she was afraid that he would laugh at her and say he didn't want to be around her anymore once he knew all about her, and two...two was because she had let a guy in too quick once and that...that lead to her being beaten half to death by the guy and his two friends. She didn't want that to happen again. She just didn't. She couldn't.
She hadn't realized that she was crying again until Dwight hesitantly put his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Really, what's wrong? You're crying again."
Jaylien quickly wiped her eyes and set her feet on the ground. She lightly brushed Dwight's hand off of her shoulder, standing up. "I...I can't." She shook her head, rubbing her eyes furiously to get the tears to stop. "Just..." She let out a choked sob, not facing Dwight. "Please, I can't tell you. I just can't."
Before Dwight could even answer, she was already rushing back into Windsor and locking herself in the room that she shared with Blaine. She pulled her knees back up to her chest and sobbed, hoping that Dwight wouldn't hate her for not telling.
After two days of shutting herself away (Blaine and Shane being the only ones that she allowed near her), It was Monday and she had to get ready for her first day of classes. Even though she was a girl, she still had to wear the blazer, tie, and white button-down, but with a grey, pleated skirt, black stockings, and black flats (she refused to wear heels, she said that they were the shoes of demons). She had gotten up at five-thirty and went straight for the bathroom, turning on her straightener and going to brush her teeth before changing into her uniform. She then proceeded to brush and straighten her hair before trying to cover up the fact that she had been crying on and off for the past two days.
Once done, she grabbed her school bag and headed down stairs to the kitchen, going straight for the coffee once she got there. She didn't normally drink coffee, but when she did, it was usually just black. She wasn't into sweet things in the mornings unless it was strawberries. She sat on one of the stools and got out her schedule, looking it over and memorizing her classes and what rooms they were in. Soon, her coffee cup was empty and she knew her classes like the back of her hand. She looked at her phone and saw that it was only six-thirty. She had another hour until she had to head to class.
Standing and rinsing her cup out, she walked out of the kitchen, bumping into someone on her way out. "Sorry," she said, looking up at the person and stopping dead in her tracks. There, all dressed up in his school uniform, was Dwight Houston. The guy that has been on her mind when her nightmare wasn't. She blushed slightly and looked down at her feet. "I didn't see you there."
"It happens," he says, sounding just a tad bit snippy and making Jaylien look up at him.
The boy had a blush on his face and wasn't looking at her.
"Um, are you mad at me for not telling you why I was upset?" she asked timidly, afraid of the answer.
Dwight looked down at her and shook his head. "No, it's just...um...I'm a little snippy in the mornings," he rushed out, his blush darkening as he walked into the kitchen.
Jaylien raised her eyebrow but shrugged the boy's behavior off, continuing to walk into the common room and sit on one of the couches, pulling out her book to read.
A/N: I'm just gonna go die in a hole now. I feel like crying after writing this. I'm sorry. Please forgive me and leave a review. I love you all!
