Not All Heroes Sing (Tony Perry Love Story)

*Chapter 38*

[Tony's POV]

My forehead hurt from when Avie's fists were flying. Man, she actually packed a heavy punch.

I didn't expect a random flashback but she has been traumatized from those hospital visits.

At least she's okay and she's safe.

She continued sobbing as I comforted her and then had an idea.

I motioned to Jaime and he understood and smiles before quickly thinking of a song, then started singing I'm the Secret.

and I just fell in the deep end, 

like a lush without her weekend

but I wrote this for you kid. 

it's not what I wanted, I need it.

but man its a long trip, 

from all the crazy things I've seen in this world

I'm blessed, I guess.

but what if I was a secret, 

and you couldn't keep it?

and I swear I saw something good in your eyes 

before.

and if I sang it in the right key 

and I asked you politely for you to find a way home.

Avie soon started to calm down and her breathing became easy and calm, Jaime continuing the song.

"You're a good singer, Jaime," she muttered after a moment of silence.

Jaime smiled a thanks as he continued to singing, his hand still holding Avie's.

She then burried her face into my neck.

Mike and Vic smiled from the door.

Soon, Jaime finished the song and Avie was completely serene.

"Tony??" she asked.

I wrapped my arms closely around her. "Yeah??"

"Why don't you sing??" she murmured.

Honestly... i don't know the answer to that.

Vic is a hardcore singer, Miek raps, and Jaime sings acoustic. Me... i guess i only sing when nobody's around.

I simply shrugged. "I don't know, really."

She just curled up on my lap. "You should try sometime."

Since she asked that,I wondered if Avie sings, too. She plays guitar thanks to Blake, but what about singing??

After we all calmed down we decided to catch some sleep before reaching the hotel. Avie and I slept together in my bunk, arms around each other.

[Randy's POV]

I had arrived back home actually calmly.

Oddly, i didn't have Mindy on my flight, or at my doorstep waiting for me.

I went upstairs to my room as my dad ordered a pizza and decided to pop in my iPod to listen to some music, first song being a Skrillex song.

I took off my shirt and shoes and just laid back on my bed.

I was glad Avie didn't fully hate me. Ever since we met i kind of had a crush on her.

We were only 7 years old.

**flashback**

"Randy, you're it!!" my friend, Kevin, shouted.

We were all at recess.

I ran after him until i couldn't run and then noticed someone sitting under the tree in the playfround, reading a book, minding her own business.

Her light brown hair shining in the sun, and her pinkish pale skin clean and hidden under a jumper, a tshirt, and a sweater, along with boots.

Some girls were laughing at her and started throwing stuff at her, she jsut got up and hid behind the tree and they laughed at her for being a lonely loser.

I decided to run up and say hi.

I walk up and she was scared at first.

"Hi, I'm Randy, what's your name??" i asked.

She was quiet for a while but she said, "Avie."

"Nice to meet you. Why are you all alone??" i asked.

She looked sad. "Nobody likes me. They don't wanna be my friend."

I frowned at her response, and then leaned down and picked up a flower and held it up to her.

"I can be your friend," i said.

She looked shy at first, but then took the flower and smiled at me.

We talked and played rock, paper, scissors, me even scaring of the mean girls when someone shouted her name.

"Avie, come on!!" i look and see one of the big kids standing at the gate.Looked like a fifth grader.

"That's my brother. I have to go. But... Thank you, Randy. I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she took her book and the flower and gave me a hug.

I hug her back and watch her run to her brother who hugged her like he never wanted to let her go, and clutched her hand, leaving the playground.

We played all day the next day.

***end of flashback***

I sigh sadly. Avie loved her brother. She loved her mother and father.

And she lost it all. And I just treated her like shit since 8th grade for her depression and self harm.

I'm probably the biggest asshole to her, and don't even deserve her forgiveness.

In honesty, I was a bit jealous she was going out with that guitar player, but she deserves him. He makes her happy, I can tell. And I'm happy for her, no doubt.

I was about to doze off to sleep when my phone rang alerting me I had a text message.

I opened the message and read it.

"You're gonna regret befriending that slut. She's gonna get what's coming to her!!"

-M

I froze as I reread the text.

What the hell is she planning?!

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Picture of Randy--->>>