On The Edge

Chapter Twenty Eight.

Blaine's POV

I don't think that Jason is listening to me, he's busy talking a mile an hour about how to get himself to use his left hand, he won’t even listen to Jaz, ''a little exercise, a little practice. It will be hard but eventually I’ll be able to use it just as well as my right hand. ''JASON!!!!'' I snapped at him grabbing him by the shoulders to stop him moving from place to place picking up stuff and putting it in his pockets, what stuff? This was the hospital, was he stealing?

''You need to listen, you'll survive, and you’ll learn to do other things with your hands...''

''No, you listen,'' he stopped me, ''I can do this.''

''Jason, this isn't normal. You are in denial or something.''

''because I’d rather face my problems than hide, I’m not normal?'' he actually looked pissed and he was surprisingly making a lot of sense, ''I don't want to sit down and feel sorry for myself and yes it might not walk but I have to try, and I need to know you'll help me, no matter what.'' I want to say no, to tell him he's dreaming, living in a world of fantasy but I love him, I have no idea how this is even possible loving another man or why this is possible but I know I do, I’ll examine all that later but for now, I draw him into my arms and hug him kissing his forehead, ''I will be with you, I promise.''

''Don't let me go, Blaine.'' he whispered.

''I won’t let you fall.'' I swear.

#### Cailen's POV

Something is wrong with daddy I think as we drive back, me, daddy, Blaine and Altair, she's better now, daddy looks as if he's been crying and Blaine looks worried, really worried, he was looking at us in the rear view mirror, ''would you like to go on a trip, Cailen?''

‘‘With Altair?',' I ask.

‘‘Yes''

‘‘Where to?''

‘‘The most awesome place on earth''

‘‘It’s not the north pole is it? I know Santa doesn’t exist, if he did, then so would the Easter bunny and two weird guys who take joy in weird stuff is nit healthy.'' I told him, he actually smiled.

''Santa is real and he's not weird.'' Altair argued, she's native or is it naive?

‘‘Is too. what kind of gut takes joy in having little kids sit on his lap and tell them about how they want a pony,''

‘‘He’s a nice caring guy who thinks little kids should be rewarded.'' Altair had that look that my teacher gets when I’m arguing with her, shortly before she asks me to get out. Then I know I’ve won.

‘‘Who likes to spy on us, I mean come on.'' I looked at Blaine in the mirror, ''Santa sees everything even when we are in the shower, that's beyond creepy.''

Blaine was laughing now ''you too are hilarious.''

'' No I’m not. '' Altair objected, '' There's a Hillary in our class though.''

I snickered at her, ''not Hillary, hilarious, it means funny.'' Altair wasn't very smart or artistic but she was an amazing dancer, singer and could play almost any instrument, that's her talent. ‘‘Where are we going?''

‘‘My private resort, on my private island...''

''on your private plane on your private yacht'', the sarcastic voice was dad's, I smiled, that was the first thing he had said, ''you rich people use the word private a whole lot you know, private school, private tutor, private room, you should have a private...'' he stopped as if just realising Altair and I were there, ''woman.'' that was so not what he was going to say but I’ll let it slide.

‘‘Can Aunt Jaz and Arlena and Aunt K and Karina come along?'' I asked, ‘‘they’d like it there at the retort.''

''resort.'' dad corrected.

‘‘Sure.'' Blaine smiled at me, ''anyone who wants to, we'll make it a Blaine and Jason party.''

''No.'' Altair corrected, ‘‘Let’s make it an Alessandro- Young party, as long as that's your last name you can come along, except for Mrs K.''

''I like that.'' Dad smiled, ''let's do it. I’ll text everyone and get someone to look after Mrs Lincoln and we can arrange for Joey to come along to look after you guys when the adults are busy.''

‘‘Doing what?''

‘‘Stuff'' Blaine was quick to reply, he was getting good at this parent stuff, maybe I should push for a daddy but that should be all them. ''Cool, can Altair and I get pets?''

‘‘Pets?'' Blaine asked in alarm, his eyes as wide as saucers while dad laughed.

##### Jannie's POV

Soon, very very soon. It seems I had the wrong Young in my sights, the way Arlena looked at Jason's sister, told me, she was a threat, THE threat!!! It didn’t hurt to have some fun, take out her whole family.

*********************************************************************************************************************AUTHOR: so, I’m back and posting from my laptop it's been a while, excuse the mistakes, I’ll put another picture of Blaine with this later and maybe Altair, Jason and Arlena, few of those. Thanks for bearing with me especially my NO.1 fan, she knows herself, I love her and all of you.