I figured a chapter with Jaiden couldn't hurt ... she's quickly becoming my new Samantha Taylor. Only without the Salex drama. Ha!

Jaiden, teenage Jaiden is mine but I have to be honest or else my wife might SUE me, but little Jaiden is technically hers. I burrowed, signed a contract and everything... okay, not really; but I can't take credit for little Jaiden. However, the hot teenage Jaiden is definitely mine (and Eliza's...for now)

67.2 - Troubled Teens

Jaiden's PoV

"Oh stop being a drama queen." My Mom sighed and sat down on my bed. "So you sprained your wrist and can't play hockey for a bit, it'll just give you less of an excuse to avoid homework."

She sucked.

"You suck." I murmured and looked at my poor wrapped up hand.

"Chase, lay off the girl." My other mother plopped down beside me and gave me a wicked smile. "This sprained wrist thing, think of it as more of an opportunity to see Eliza."

Okay, Ephiny Wynters was officially the coolest mother in the world. Nothing against the blonde one giving death glares towards the parent beside me.

"Well she does have a point." I sat up, all of a sudden sounding chipper.

"Eph!" My blonde mom threw her hands up in the air. "Not everyone thinks about women and sex like you do."

"Not true," I frowned, butting in, "Carmen always thinks about women and sex."

"Carmen doesn't count hon, now let the mommies continue this argument." Mom scolded lightly.

"Sure," I shoved the brunette off my bed and pointed to the door, "this is my room so continue away from me."

"Seriously Chase?" I heard my mother scoff. "Carmen's seriously human and your type. I bet you have a small crush on her."

"Out." I laughed as my parents carried on with their argument in the hallway.

Soon they'd be having sex somewhere.

Fuck me that thought was gross.

I grabbed my wallet and keys, needing to be out of the house before any of the ... noise damaged me more than it already had in the past seventeen years.

My parents were seriously deranged but I loved them all the same. They were well respected business owners and popular with just about everybody in town.

I yelled that I was going out for a bit and when I didn't get a response, I took that as a sign to get a move on before the house started to shake. Gross right? I mean, that was my parents I was talking about – but oddly enough, I was used to it.

Still didn't helped the 'ew' factor.

I threw my small messenger bag in the back seat of my mom's old Dodge Charger and started it up. My phone started vibrating and I noticed the number was 'unknown'.

Eh, I'd take a chance.

"Who are you?" I answered casually.

Warm laughter floated through the line and my heart skipped. "Hello to you too, Jaiden."

"Eliza!" I squeaked and shook my phone, not believing it was her who just dialled my phone number – it wasn't like she hadn't before. "Hey, what's up?" Yea, that was me acting 'cool.'

"The bitter cold." She murmured and her friendly voice was gone. "Are you busy? Should I not have called?"

"No no," I said hurriedly, "I was actually just leaving to go for a ride. You know, my parents are being so … disgusting."

"Huh," Eliza hummed and then I heard a loud noise. It sounded like a semi driving by or something.

"Where are you?" I asked concerned.

"Redden's?" She answered quietly. That was a small convenient store about fifteen minutes out of town. Eliza only lived about ten. "I was hoping I'd catch them before they closed and now I'm freezing my ass off, talking on this piece of shit pay phone."

"Oh," I frowned and started to pull out of the driveway, "well hang tight, I'll come to get you."

"No, you don't have too." Eliza breathed. "I just wanted to see how you were."

"Lize, why are you calling me on a pay phone anyway? Last time I checked, you had a phone in your own house."

"Yea, about that," she laughed nervously, "my parental units and I aren't exactly speaking at the moment and I needed a breather."

"So," I sighed and clutched my phone tightly, "I'll be right there and if you want to talk about it, we can. I'll play the good friend role, and listen."

"Thank you." Eliza said softly.

I didn't let her get off the phone with me until I was getting closer to Redden's. The place was in the middle of nowhere with nothing but trees and wolves surrounding the area. I didn't feel safe with her walking around after dark.

I pulled up and she ran towards the car, hopping in with her teeth chattering. She was also lacking a winter coat. "Where the hell is your jacket?"

"At home!" Eliza shrugged and I noticed how sad her eyes were. "Look, I didn't even think before storming out of the house okay? I even left my cell there. My mom was playing her bitch role very well tonight and locked the door behind me as soon as I slammed it."

"Harsh." I frowned and pulled out onto the highway. "What happened?"

One thing I really liked about Eliza was that she was brutally honest with me. She could hide behind whatever façade she was putting on that day, but with me she liked to tell the truth. "You." She inhaled sharply and let it out with a rush, rubbing her hand down her face. "My parents realized who your parents were and forbid me to hang out with you or them."

"Oh." Wow, hi heart, laying on the floor of the Dodge Charger. "Yea, well that does suck."

"You didn't think I'd fall for their bullshit, did you?" Eliza looked at me briefly before we turned into the parking lot of Tim Hortons. "Please Jai, I really like you and it'll take a lot more than my parents telling me I can't be near you, to make me stop seeing you."

I blushed and felt like a total ass. I told you she was always honest with me. "Well I really like you too."

"I know," she smirked, "you don't hide it well."

I raised my eyebrows and started to laugh. "Okay, am I that transparent?"

"Maybe I just study you more than I would care to admit?" Eliza grinned sheepishly and we both got out of the vehicle.

I bought her coffee and a donut while we sat and talked about everything. I felt it was okay to really spill things out about my life and for someone who acted so shy when we first met, she was asking some pretty personal questions – not that I minded.

"You've been with guys before?" She looked at me slightly shocked.

"Two." I shrugged. "My last boyfriend was a total jerk though. He'd get off on my parents making out."

"Gross." Eliza scrunched up her face and laughed. "Well I haven't been with a guy and I don't plan on it either."

"Good, don't." I snickered and took a sip of my coffee. "Why don't you stay at my place tonight?"

"Right." She snorted. "I'm sure our parents would love that."

"Well, I'll sleep on the couch and you can take my bed." I shrugged and watched her blow into her own coffee cup.

"My parents also want me to transfer out of music class." Eliza mumbled heavily. "I hate them, you know? The one passion I have and they try to take it away from me."

"Why would they want you out of music class? Is the music some sort of worshipping act for the lesbian God?" I raised an eyebrow.

"They saw Miss Davies and Spencer kissing in front of the school. They asked me about her tonight and I mentioned she was my music teacher and now they want me out." Liza scratched her forehead and shrugged out of her heavy coat. "I told them it wasn't contagious but even if it were, I wouldn't be affected because I'm already 'one of them.'"

"I think you really should just spend the night at mine tonight. My parents will understand if we explain the situation – and then they'd sharpen their claws and plan for an attack." I said it as if it were no big deal but once my parents found out about why Eliza would be spending the night, they'd calmly tell us to head to bed and then plan something devious.

I knew what they'd do and then they'd get Spencer and Ashley involved as soon as they were back from vacation.

"Thank you," Eliza grabbed my hand and squeezed it, "for being here for me."

"Can't really keep me away, you've turned me to mush." I smiled and it warmed my heart to see her smile like that again. "You can go home tomorrow, let things cool off tonight."

"So, what made you want to play hockey?" She asked me, changing the subject.

"Chase, my mom," I grinned, "she was such a big fan. She never really played the sport but she knew everything about it."

"Cute." Eliza grinned and allowed her dimples to show. "I bet Spencer helped you a lot growing up."

"Oh yea," I smiled at the memories of Spencer teaching me different techniques, "she's like my older sister. I've always wanted an older sister and a younger sister."

"Technically you do Jai," she took a small bite out of her donut, "Lucas and Dylan."

"Oh," I frowned slightly and then smiled, shaking my head a bit, "Dylan yes, Lucas no."

"No?" She looked at me confused. "How can Dylan be but Lucas not?"

I shrugged and would've felt a little silly saying it but it was the truth, "she's more than a sister, she's my best friend. Like, that girl can give the most amazing advice and just be there for you. I don't know, she's always been my best friend."

"Aww cute." Eliza gushed and pinched my cheek, much to my scowling.

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I had made a bed up on the couch and ran back upstairs to grab some extra pillows and blankets. It was a cold night and I was freezing. "Liza, are you okay with everything?" I knocked on my bedroom door, not wanting to walk in just in case she was changing or something.

The door opened and she bit her bottom lip. "Your parents are sweet," she whispered, "they already checked on me twice."

"Embarrassing, isn't it? They still do that to me." I laughed and stepped inside my own bedroom. "I just wanted to grab some pillows and a blanket from my closet."

"When are you going to ask me?" Liza sat down on the edge of my bed, tucking her curly hair behind her ears.

"Ask you what?" I stopped walking and faced her, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Kiss me Jaiden." Eliza stood up and crossed the room towards me.

Oh.

I didn't get the chance to kiss her because her lips were already on mine.

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Next time in Points Underneath:

"You knew?" I whispered.

"Ash…" She squeezed my hand but I didn't squeeze back.

"You knew and you didn't tell me that my daughter was hurting that bad inside?" I got up. "For Gods sake, Spence! You should've told me. I could've helped her through those hard nights, it was hard enough I wasn't there for her when she's living the reality." My voice wavered slightly and rose a little bit.