Jaiden, aka Jaide or Jay, is the baby braxton. she girly girl but can throw a mean right hook.
some oneshots of her interacting with her brothers.
set before and after their father dies, and Jake is dead he doesn't kill Casey. he just shoots him.
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"MOTHER FUCKING FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK!" a string of curses leaves my lips as I jump back trying to avoid the plate landing on me. Instead it lands on the floor shattering and I stand on multiple pieces.
Tears prick my eyes as I wobbly walk over to a seat to get rid of the glass in my feet. Slowly, I pull the pieces out, I could only see a few but knew there had to be more as I knew I stood on many small bits.
The pitter patter of familiar footsteps comes out from the hallway of brothers rooms. It's Casey, "you good Jay?" He asks, coming over.
Glancing at him, I nod with a sigh. "Yea I'm fine. Just watch out for the glass, I dropped another plate" I inform him.
He half heartedly chuckles, but nods. He goes and grabs some shoes before sweeping it up for me.
I continue pulling bits of plate stuck in my foot out, after wiping up the remaining blood from my foot I stand up waiting for a sting of a piece I missed.
I few hit me as I sit back down immediately grabbing my phone and using the torch to find it, "do you know where some tweezers are?" I ask.
"Bathroom I think, gimme a sec I'll get them" he replies. I nod and continue looking for the tiny pieces of glass
Casey disappears and then reappears, with tweezers in hand. He hands them to me, taking the phone from my hand he moves it around til he spots a piece.
Grabbing the tweezers he pulls it out, it's a long skinny bit, about an inch long. Doesn't take long for him to find the other 2 pieces and pull them out too.
I smile in thanks and he returns the tweezers to the bathroom, I finish dabbing the blood up. Glancing at the dishes exasperatedly I wave at them in a 'I'll deal with them later', I head off to my room.
Getting to my room, I get dressed for the day. I throw on my ACDC shirt, a pair of black jeans and my combat boots.
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I call our to Casey telling him I'm leaving, grabbing my keys I lock up and head to Angelo's. Brax wanted my help there tonight.
As I get in Kyle greets me, as do the other workers. I grab an apron and get set up to start working. I start with some dishes and everything is good.
I can hear someone in the eating area ark up at Kyle but I ignore it best I can, apparently their food wasn't cooked fully.
I roll my eyes in annoyance and go over to Christian who is cooking. "Hey, apparently you haven't been cooking the food properly" I comment.
He huffs with and eye roll and ignores me "fine, ignore me. But Brax won't be happy you making us loose customers" I tell him and head back over go the sink.
I keep cleaning, as I'm cleaning one particular knife I feel myself pushed and loose grip on the knife. It happens to quick for me to realise and all I feel is a sharp pain down my leg and continuous pain in my foot.
I freeze closing my eyes tightly as tears come, I open them and glance around. No one else is in here at the moment. Shakily I look down and see the knife in my foot and about a 3 inch long slice down my leg that's weeping blood.
That's when I begin to freak out "Kyle!" I yell in panic. Nothing happens.
"Kyle!" I yell again. I can feel myself panicking more.
"Grace!" I call another worker. I hear footsteps and she pokes her head in.
"Jaide? Whats wrong" she asks.
I turn and glare at her, it's not very effective as I have tears rolling down my face.
"Get Kyle" I growl. I see her nod then disappear.
Few seconds later she comes back with Kyle in toe. "Jay? What's wrong"
"Uhmm... I think you should call an ambulance" I tell him.
I hear him come closer then he's next to me. "Why?" He asks checking me over.
Then he freezes "oh... Grace call triple zero NOW"
Grace scurries away, calling them. Kyle is quick to grab a towel to put on the scratch to stop it bleeding a bit. Grave comes back in "they're about 5 minutes away" both Kyle and I nod.
She heads back out to do something as Kyle and I just wait. My foot starts to go numb wiggling my toes I feel a light tap to my upper thigh "stop moving" Kyle chastised.
"My foots going numb" I whine. He mumbles something that I can't hear but I assume that's a bad thing. Sirens blare then paramedics some in.
Kyle tells them what's happen, they put an iv in me and give me something for the pain. Wrapping my foot they put me on a stretcher and take me to the ambulance.
"I'll meet you there" is the last thing i hear from Kyle before I pass out.
I wake up to unfamiliar faces. But when I look past them I see a familiar face of Kyle. My body relaxes as I lay eyes on him, behind him is Brax. Eventually the doctors leave and my brothers come in.
"What happen?" Brax asks.
I shake my head a bit "Christian bumped into me when I was washing the knife. Probably cause I had a go at him for not cooking food properly" I explain.
Kyle shakes his head, and mumbles something under his breath. Brax shoots him a look, Kyle quickly shuts up.
Brax let's out a sigh "I'll take care of it. But you missy, your stuck on crutches for at least 2 weeks until they take the stitches out. You did a good number to you foot"
I grin half heartedly, high on pain meds. They smile shaking their heads in amusement, Kyle drops a kiss to my head "get some sleep" he says as he leaves.
Brax drops a kiss to my head as well, squeezing me in a hug then leaves. At some point I fall asleep because the next thing I remember is Heaths voice.
Blinking a few times his face finally registers to me, "hi" I whisper.
"Jaybaby what happened?" He asks. Concern covering his voice.
"Dick at Angelo's knocked into me while I was doing the dishes and it dropped into my foot" I mumble tiredly.
"Christian?" I nod, he rolls his eyes with a huff, crossing his arms.
"Brax taking care of him?" I nod my head again. "Good" he growls. He sinks into the seat next to the bed, bringing my hand into his pressing a kiss to it.
Rubbing my hand, he hums a song. My body relaxes from his presence and the meds going into my body as I fall asleep again.
*!*!* 3 DAYS LATER *!*!*
3 days later I'm released, Kyle wheels me to the car and Brax helps me in. My crutches get thrown in the back of the Ute, we go home.
Once I get home I hope best I can with the crutches inside. My foot wasn't too sore, the butterfly stitches on my leg kept pulling if I moved to quick. My foot was wrapped, they suspected tendon damage and the knife had gone after the way through.
Heading to the couch I claim one corner, lifting my leg up to lay it on the cushion. Upon doctors orders I had to keep it elevated as much as possible.
I get moved as Kyle pushes his way between me and the edge of the couch making me lean against him. He hands me the remote control, setting a drink for me on the table in front of the couch.
I grin and turn the TV on heading to Stan to continue on supernatural, I was on season 11 episode 20. Settling against Kyle we laspe into silence watching my favourite TV show while we wait for our brothers to get home from school and work.
