Perks of being a Criminal

Chapter 9

Jason's P.O.V

Aaliyah woke up the same night after she had surgery. She slept all day and woke up at night screaming and crying. And it's been like that for almost a week. She hasn't talked to me once. I still feel awful about everything.

The boys went home but I've been staying in the hospital for the past 6 days. I know we just met each other but I feel something in my gut when I see her. I don't know what it is and I can't explain it. I have been non stop thinking about her for the past 6 days going on a week. I feel really guilty. Jason McCann isn't supposed to 'feel bad'. I can be soft now when someone is hurt but later on? I can't be soft. McCann isn't soft

I looked at her lightly snoring. It was kind of cute. They way she stirred in her sleep was cute too.

I hadn't slept for all the time I've been here so why not sleep now?

I slid forward in the chair next to her bed, crossed my arms, and closed my eyes slowly falling into a deep slumber

I heard screaming and sobbing just as I was going to sleep. My eyes shot open to see Aaliyah curled in a ball screaming at the top of her lungs. I shot up and picked her up while she was still curled. I sat down on the bed holding her, rocking her back and forth. When I was a kid my mom would do this when I woke up. This must have be a nightly thing for her. I felt so bad for her and even though we didn't know each other at all, I felt like I've known her my whole life

"Who's been holding me?" she sobbed. That's the first time she had spoken in 6 days

"It's me Jason." I took a deep breath "Aaliyah...this is all my fault. I'm usually not used to this whole apologizing thing but I-I'm so sorry. I just feel so bad."

She snuggled into my chest "Jason it wasn't you. I promise. I just snapped and I couldn't take it."

"Take what Aaliyah?" I looked down at her

"The pain." She breathed in and snuggled deeper "You'll understand soon enough"

"What the hell happened with your dad?" I know I wasn't supposed to ask but I wanted to know. She looked down at her knees and thought a while.

"Jason?" she sat up and looked me in the eyes. Dry tears on her cheeks

"Hmm?"

She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek "Can you sing me that song please?" She changed the subject but I'm just gonna leave it for now

"Ya. Do you like it?" I smirked

"Ya I love it. Did you write it?" she smiled

"Yes. Yes I did."

"McCann? You write songs? But you are..." She leaned forward "a killer" I could feel her breath on my ear and neck. This made me let out a groan

"Look what you made me do!" I whisper yelled and it made her laugh. As soon as she laughed she moaned and held her stomach

"Oh are you ok?" I put my hand on her back

"Ya I'm fine it just hurt a lot" she whispered

"And what do you mean? You're a killer too!" I laughed "Let's talk about this in the morning. You need to sleep."

"Ok but you need to sing to me and hopefully we can write a song together?"

"I'm soft right now that's enough for me right now" I laughed

"Oh come on Jase please?" she gave me the puppy dog eyes that I couldn't resist

"Fine." I looked down at her and put my hand on her cheek "You are a pain sometimes you know that"