I Breathe You In With Smoke.
Hold On Til May.
JAIME
Shit, well this may be a problem.
My mind raced, desperately trying to find a way to get her out of this.. place. By the helpless look in her eyes, this place is anything but a 'home'.
"Mya, maybe just for a few days. Do you really want to stay here?" I whispered. She shook her head, a sad smile on her face.
"I don't have much longer."
"Wh-What does that mean?" I asked. She shook her head as more tears fell.
"I-I'll come." She choked out as I ran my thumbs under her makeup smeared eyes. I sighed in relief and she hopped off the counter, her brown orbs burning into mine.
"Don't get too attached.." She mumbled, walking off to.. I'm guessing her room. I ran after her and grabbed her wrist. She yelped and pulled away. Shit.
"Mya, you don't-"
"I don't like to be touched." She whispered, pulling her sweatshirt further down her arms. She doesn't... No, I can't think like that. She's obviously still shaken up. I refuse to believe she's doing something like that to herself. She's too.. beautiful.
"I'm sorry. Would you like to pack?"
"How long do you want me?"
"Forever." I scoffed.
"It doesn't work like that." She told me as she grabbed a duffle bag, stuffing clothes in. I looked around her room and smiled as I saw posters litter her walls, all signed by the members. My eyes fell on a poster- our poster and my jaw dropped.
"We've met before?" I asked in astonishment.
"Warped Tour, '08." She said as she chewed on her lip.
"So you were-"
"12, yeah. When they loved me." She cried, her body shaking with a sob as she zipped up her duffle bag.
"Mya, I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean-"
"It's okay, really. Meeting you all was the best day of my life." She turned around, smiling. "Makes up for it. Kinda weird that I used to fangirl over my brother, huh." I laughed and shrugged.
"Wait.. How are you sure I'm-" She stopped talking when we heard the front door slam shut. Fuck.
"Jaime, I-I-"
"Sh, your window." I told her, locking her bedroom door.
"It's too high. I'm scared of heights."
"It's okay, I'll catch you." I told her, opening the window and jumping out with the duffle bag. As I landed, I heard the angry voices of I'm guessing her parents.
"Mya, let's go!" She looked down and shook her head.
"I can't do it!"
"THERE YOU ARE!" She screamed as her head was no longer out the window.
"GET OFF OF ME! JAIME!" She shouted and jumped out. I caught her and she whimpered, grabbing her wrist. I set her down and hugged her. She stiffened, but relaxed, leaning into me.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, he just hurt my wrist." She sniffled. "Let's just go." I nodded, both of us running to my car and speeding off.
MYA
This... This is all wrong. Why am I doing this? How selfish of me is it to get him close to me?
My thoughts were cut short as my stomach erupted in a massive growl. I hid my sick smile and Jaime chuckled at me.
"You wanna stop somewhere?" No.
"No thanks." I whispered as my gaze was glued to the cars passing us outside my passenger window. "Wait, so you live in San Diego right?" I asked, trying to nonchalantly change the subject.
"Yep."
"How did you find me? I mean, that's like a 4 hour drive.." I whispered.
"It took about a month and a half to, actually. It's not that bad, I mean it's only south L.A."
"But still.."
"It was worth it, I mean, I couldn't be more happy that I've saved you from.. them." Darling, you didn't save me. "But, I got back from tour a few months ago and visited my mom and dad. Long story short, I saw.. well you in a picture album in the hospital. Being 10, I should've remembered, but I don't know, maybe they didn't tell me. I questioned them about it, that being the beginning of my search for you. It was almost impossible, calling all of the adoption agencies and everything, but the guys helped me. I found your name, and everything seemed to line up perfectly. So, here we are. Fuck, I can't believe I have a beautiful little sister." He whispered, his eyes flickering to me and back to the road. I blushed and shrugged. Nobody's ever called me such a thing. How am I supposed to react to this?
"T-Thanks."
"I still can't believe I already met you. How could I not know?!" He mumbled to himself. "Okay, okay. Tell me about yourself."
"Nothing's worth listening to." I told him honestly. It was true. I'm not stupid enough to lay my problems on him. What am I supposed to say? 'Oh, I'm a suicidal self harmer that's diagnosed with everything in the book. Kevin and Lauren abuse me because he's an alcoholic slut, and I only have until May 1st to live, so if you could drop me back off and forget about me by then, that would be great.'
Wow, I've really fucked up this time, haven't I. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard Jaime scoff.
"You're kidding. I wanna get to know you, so whatever comes to mind, throw it at me." I bit my lip and sighed.
"Maybe we can talk when we get to the house?"
"O-Oh, yeah. Okay." He whispered. "You want music?"
"Yes please." He smiled and turned on the radio. I jumped as rap blared through the speakers. He turned it down and chuckled.
"Sorry, Mike was the last one in here."
"Figures." I mumbled, biting back a smirk. "So do they know I'm coming?"
"Not necessarily."
"So, call them?"
"Eh, let it be a surprise." I laughed under my breath as I went through his CD's.
"God, you have such an awesome taste in music."
"Well, did you think anything differently?" He asked me with a smirk.
"Well, I just figured, like you don't listen to your best friends' records or whatever." I smiled, putting in ATL's 'Don't Panic!' into the stero, letting the music fill my ears.
"You really like music, huh." He said as he mimicked my smile.
"Eh, If I'm not singing or playing music, I'm thinking about it. I basically live around it." I wish it could continue to drown out the thoughts, but nothing can really over power it anymore.
"Guitar right?"
"Yeah, how did you-"
"Your room, silly."
"Oh." I laughed.
We pulled up to a beautiful house and my jaw dropped.
"This isn't.."
"Yes, we all live here. Pick up your jaw, Mya." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, hopping out of the car and walking up the driveway. Jaime pressed a button and began talking into a little speaker installed near the doorway.
"OPEN UP FUCKERS!"
"Oh Dude! You find your sister yet?"
"Is she hot?"
"Mike, fuck off." He spat. Mike chuckled before opening the door, leaning against it, eating a bowl of cereal. I blushed when I saw that the only thing he was wearing was a pair of sweatpants hung loosely around his hips.
"Well well. Aren't you a cute little thing." He smirked. I shrugged my shoulder and Jaime grabbed my hand, ushering me in.
"Okay, Mya. This is Tony, and Jaxin." Jaime told me, pointing towards the couch. Tony gave me a shy smile and waved. Jaxin had his hands full with a baby, and I smiled as she stretched and latched onto his shirt.
"Hey. I'd shake your hand, but.."
"I get it." I whispered.
"She moving in with us?" Tony asked.
"Hopefully." Jaime told him before turning towards the stairs, shouting for Vic to come down.
"So, Mya, right?" Mike asked behind me. I nodded.
"We're ordering a pizza in a few. Pepperoni good with you?" I nodded again. Not like I'd be eating it. I heard a door open, along with paws clicking the floor before a little Pomeranian jumped on the couch and started licking my hand.
"Poppy! Sorry." Tony mumbled.
"It's okay.."
"Jaime! Oh, so I see you brought back a little friend." Vic walked up to me and smiled.
"H-Hey, I'm Vic."
"Mya."
"Pretty name." I shrugged. I've always thought it was so... bland; unoriginal.
"Thanks."
"Mya, it's California. Why in the world are you in a sweatshirt?" Jaxin asked.
"Oh, I wore this to school, so-"
"Wait, you're still in school?! Jaime. how old is she!"
"17."
"Dude, you can't just take her like that!" Mike mumbled, collapsing on the couch.
"I'll tell you later, if it's okay with her." Jaime defended. All eyes were on me and I began to sweat even more under my hoodie. I didn't like this kind of attention.
"Just.. Keep it simple."
"Got it. Come on, I'll show you your room." I nodded, smiling politely at the guys before following Jaime with my bag in hand. He opened the door and my jaw dropped as I took in the room before me. It was easily the size of my living room.
"Is this okay?" He asked.
"Are you kidding?"He laughed and shrugged.
"If you need help, or anything at all, just tell me." I nodded, setting my duffle bag on the bed.
"Thank you, Jaime."
"Don't mention it. I'm really glad I've met you." He whispered and wrapped me in a hug. I sighed and nodded.
"M-Me too."
"Okay, well I'm gonna go order the pizza. You can get settled in up here and everything. Like I said, if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask okay?" I nodded and he smiled as he walked out, shutting the door behind him. I sighed, taking my Mac out of my bag and setting it on my bed, turning on some music and sitting on the edge of the bed. I felt something sharp in my pocket and I quickly remembered that I had snuck my razors in my pocket after Jaime had jumped out the window. I bit my lip, slipping the 4 razors out and laying them across the night stand.
What a mistake. Why did I have to let my instincts get the best of me. I'm sick and fucking tired of holding on Til May, I'm just ready to leave this place behind.
Let's just hope I can before anyone gets attached.
Shit, well this may be a problem.
My mind raced, desperately trying to find a way to get her out of this.. place. By the helpless look in her eyes, this place is anything but a 'home'.
"Mya, maybe just for a few days. Do you really want to stay here?" I whispered. She shook her head, a sad smile on her face.
"I don't have much longer."
"Wh-What does that mean?" I asked. She shook her head as more tears fell.
"I-I'll come." She choked out as I ran my thumbs under her makeup smeared eyes. I sighed in relief and she hopped off the counter, her brown orbs burning into mine.
"Don't get too attached.." She mumbled, walking off to.. I'm guessing her room. I ran after her and grabbed her wrist. She yelped and pulled away. Shit.
"Mya, you don't-"
"I don't like to be touched." She whispered, pulling her sweatshirt further down her arms. She doesn't... No, I can't think like that. She's obviously still shaken up. I refuse to believe she's doing something like that to herself. She's too.. beautiful.
"I'm sorry. Would you like to pack?"
"How long do you want me?"
"Forever." I scoffed.
"It doesn't work like that." She told me as she grabbed a duffle bag, stuffing clothes in. I looked around her room and smiled as I saw posters litter her walls, all signed by the members. My eyes fell on a poster- our poster and my jaw dropped.
"We've met before?" I asked in astonishment.
"Warped Tour, '08." She said as she chewed on her lip.
"So you were-"
"12, yeah. When they loved me." She cried, her body shaking with a sob as she zipped up her duffle bag.
"Mya, I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean-"
"It's okay, really. Meeting you all was the best day of my life." She turned around, smiling. "Makes up for it. Kinda weird that I used to fangirl over my brother, huh." I laughed and shrugged.
"Wait.. How are you sure I'm-" She stopped talking when we heard the front door slam shut. Fuck.
"Jaime, I-I-"
"Sh, your window." I told her, locking her bedroom door.
"It's too high. I'm scared of heights."
"It's okay, I'll catch you." I told her, opening the window and jumping out with the duffle bag. As I landed, I heard the angry voices of I'm guessing her parents.
"Mya, let's go!" She looked down and shook her head.
"I can't do it!"
"THERE YOU ARE!" She screamed as her head was no longer out the window.
"GET OFF OF ME! JAIME!" She shouted and jumped out. I caught her and she whimpered, grabbing her wrist. I set her down and hugged her. She stiffened, but relaxed, leaning into me.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, he just hurt my wrist." She sniffled. "Let's just go." I nodded, both of us running to my car and speeding off.
MYA
This... This is all wrong. Why am I doing this? How selfish of me is it to get him close to me?
My thoughts were cut short as my stomach erupted in a massive growl. I hid my sick smile and Jaime chuckled at me.
"You wanna stop somewhere?" No.
"No thanks." I whispered as my gaze was glued to the cars passing us outside my passenger window. "Wait, so you live in San Diego right?" I asked, trying to nonchalantly change the subject.
"Yep."
"How did you find me? I mean, that's like a 4 hour drive.." I whispered.
"It took about a month and a half to, actually. It's not that bad, I mean it's only south L.A."
"But still.."
"It was worth it, I mean, I couldn't be more happy that I've saved you from.. them." Darling, you didn't save me. "But, I got back from tour a few months ago and visited my mom and dad. Long story short, I saw.. well you in a picture album in the hospital. Being 10, I should've remembered, but I don't know, maybe they didn't tell me. I questioned them about it, that being the beginning of my search for you. It was almost impossible, calling all of the adoption agencies and everything, but the guys helped me. I found your name, and everything seemed to line up perfectly. So, here we are. Fuck, I can't believe I have a beautiful little sister." He whispered, his eyes flickering to me and back to the road. I blushed and shrugged. Nobody's ever called me such a thing. How am I supposed to react to this?
"T-Thanks."
"I still can't believe I already met you. How could I not know?!" He mumbled to himself. "Okay, okay. Tell me about yourself."
"Nothing's worth listening to." I told him honestly. It was true. I'm not stupid enough to lay my problems on him. What am I supposed to say? 'Oh, I'm a suicidal self harmer that's diagnosed with everything in the book. Kevin and Lauren abuse me because he's an alcoholic slut, and I only have until May 1st to live, so if you could drop me back off and forget about me by then, that would be great.'
Wow, I've really fucked up this time, haven't I. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard Jaime scoff.
"You're kidding. I wanna get to know you, so whatever comes to mind, throw it at me." I bit my lip and sighed.
"Maybe we can talk when we get to the house?"
"O-Oh, yeah. Okay." He whispered. "You want music?"
"Yes please." He smiled and turned on the radio. I jumped as rap blared through the speakers. He turned it down and chuckled.
"Sorry, Mike was the last one in here."
"Figures." I mumbled, biting back a smirk. "So do they know I'm coming?"
"Not necessarily."
"So, call them?"
"Eh, let it be a surprise." I laughed under my breath as I went through his CD's.
"God, you have such an awesome taste in music."
"Well, did you think anything differently?" He asked me with a smirk.
"Well, I just figured, like you don't listen to your best friends' records or whatever." I smiled, putting in ATL's 'Don't Panic!' into the stero, letting the music fill my ears.
"You really like music, huh." He said as he mimicked my smile.
"Eh, If I'm not singing or playing music, I'm thinking about it. I basically live around it." I wish it could continue to drown out the thoughts, but nothing can really over power it anymore.
"Guitar right?"
"Yeah, how did you-"
"Your room, silly."
"Oh." I laughed.
We pulled up to a beautiful house and my jaw dropped.
"This isn't.."
"Yes, we all live here. Pick up your jaw, Mya." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, hopping out of the car and walking up the driveway. Jaime pressed a button and began talking into a little speaker installed near the doorway.
"OPEN UP FUCKERS!"
"Oh Dude! You find your sister yet?"
"Is she hot?"
"Mike, fuck off." He spat. Mike chuckled before opening the door, leaning against it, eating a bowl of cereal. I blushed when I saw that the only thing he was wearing was a pair of sweatpants hung loosely around his hips.
"Well well. Aren't you a cute little thing." He smirked. I shrugged my shoulder and Jaime grabbed my hand, ushering me in.
"Okay, Mya. This is Tony, and Jaxin." Jaime told me, pointing towards the couch. Tony gave me a shy smile and waved. Jaxin had his hands full with a baby, and I smiled as she stretched and latched onto his shirt.
"Hey. I'd shake your hand, but.."
"I get it." I whispered.
"She moving in with us?" Tony asked.
"Hopefully." Jaime told him before turning towards the stairs, shouting for Vic to come down.
"So, Mya, right?" Mike asked behind me. I nodded.
"We're ordering a pizza in a few. Pepperoni good with you?" I nodded again. Not like I'd be eating it. I heard a door open, along with paws clicking the floor before a little Pomeranian jumped on the couch and started licking my hand.
"Poppy! Sorry." Tony mumbled.
"It's okay.."
"Jaime! Oh, so I see you brought back a little friend." Vic walked up to me and smiled.
"H-Hey, I'm Vic."
"Mya."
"Pretty name." I shrugged. I've always thought it was so... bland; unoriginal.
"Thanks."
"Mya, it's California. Why in the world are you in a sweatshirt?" Jaxin asked.
"Oh, I wore this to school, so-"
"Wait, you're still in school?! Jaime. how old is she!"
"17."
"Dude, you can't just take her like that!" Mike mumbled, collapsing on the couch.
"I'll tell you later, if it's okay with her." Jaime defended. All eyes were on me and I began to sweat even more under my hoodie. I didn't like this kind of attention.
"Just.. Keep it simple."
"Got it. Come on, I'll show you your room." I nodded, smiling politely at the guys before following Jaime with my bag in hand. He opened the door and my jaw dropped as I took in the room before me. It was easily the size of my living room.
"Is this okay?" He asked.
"Are you kidding?"He laughed and shrugged.
"If you need help, or anything at all, just tell me." I nodded, setting my duffle bag on the bed.
"Thank you, Jaime."
"Don't mention it. I'm really glad I've met you." He whispered and wrapped me in a hug. I sighed and nodded.
"M-Me too."
"Okay, well I'm gonna go order the pizza. You can get settled in up here and everything. Like I said, if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask okay?" I nodded and he smiled as he walked out, shutting the door behind him. I sighed, taking my Mac out of my bag and setting it on my bed, turning on some music and sitting on the edge of the bed. I felt something sharp in my pocket and I quickly remembered that I had snuck my razors in my pocket after Jaime had jumped out the window. I bit my lip, slipping the 4 razors out and laying them across the night stand.
What a mistake. Why did I have to let my instincts get the best of me. I'm sick and fucking tired of holding on Til May, I'm just ready to leave this place behind.
Let's just hope I can before anyone gets attached.
Notes
Hello Love!I'm Cassandra (PierceTheSirens_), welcome to the second chapter of this story! This was way overdue, and I apologize. I've had technical difficulties, and Crystal (SWT:D) is on a vacation with her family until Tuesday. All is fixed though, and updates will be daily from now on.
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