Rebel Love Song (A Jinxx Love Story)

Chapter 5

ALAINA POV

My eyes shot open. I could feel someone... combing my hair? I looked up. Jinxx was halfway asleep, but his hand was slowly brushing my hair with his fingers. All of the lights were off, except for the bathroom light, which gave me enough light to see Jinxx's face. He looked down at me and a look of embarrassement came across his face and he pulled his hand away.

"Um, I'm sorry. I was just..." He started, and then drifted off, not knowing what to say.

I sat up and looked around. "Where is everyone?" My band was gone, and I could hear Black Veil Brides snoring in their bunks. I wondered who was driving.

"Your band went to their bus, but you looked so tired, they didn't want to wake you. And I didn't either, so I just stayed here..." He again drifted off.

"Oh." I blushed. That was sweet. I was exhausted, so I layed my head back on his lap. "Thank you," I whispered. I was looking up at him, and he just kept looking at the wall across from him, but he smiled when I thanked him.

"You're welcome," he said, and then he looked down at me and smiled. I blushed and smiled back. His smile was the cutest thing ever. Even cuter than Andy's.

Wait. What?

I had always thought that Andy was my favorite member of the band. He was the most attractive, or so I had thought, and he was the lead guy. But, the more I thought about it, he wasn't really the lead. They all were equal to the band. There was no "front man," they all made the band what it was. I looked at Jinxx again. He was staring at me, still brushing my hair with his fingers.

"I'm sorry... Again," he said and he stopped brushing my hair.

"No, it's okay. I like it," I said and then I blushed, not thinking about what I said before I said it. He smiled and continued to brush my hair. I sighed. It really was nice just to lay here, in the silence, even if it was with someone that I didn't know that well. I liked this. I liked him.

Again, what?

I'd known this guy... how long? A day? And I already liked him? No, that was crazy. But... was it?

I could tell he was about to fall asleep, so I started to get up and move out of his way. "Wait, what are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm moving. So you can get up to go to your bunk. So you can get some rest for the show tomorrow."

"The show isn't until seven... I can get sleep later. It's only 1 in the morning. Not that late. Besides, I was asleep for an hour or so earlier."

"Well okay. Then, do you want to do something? Talk about something? Something to pass the time?" I asked.

Someone laughed. The driver. "I bet I know what he'd like to do," CC said. Apparently CC was the driver.

"Oh, shut up, CC," Jinxx said, but he sounded embarrassed.

I laughed. But at the same time, I wondered what CC meant by that. I mean, I know what he meant, but did that mean that Jinxx liked me...?

JINXX POV

"Oh, shut up, CC," I said. I hoped that it was too dark for Alaina to see my blush, but I doubted it. I quickly peeked over at her. She was laughing very quietly, but blushing also.

God, this was so confusing. Why couldn't I just know what I felt or what she felt. 

"So," she said, "What do you want to do?" She looked up at me through her long eyelashes. My heart pounded in my chest.

"Um," I stammered, "I'm not sure. I guess we could watch a movie. Or talk. Are you excited for the show tomorrow?" I just wanted to start small talk for now, and see where it would go.

"Yeah, I'm very excited. Are you?"

She was sitting very close to me. I looked down at the floor and let my hair cover my face so she couldn't see my face. "Yeah, I am. And, also, we are about to start writing a new album. Maybe we could show you the songs before the album comes out. I'm not sure when that will be, but, I mean, it's just a suggestion.." I trailed off. Why? Why do I keep making a fool of myself?

But when I looked at her, she was smiling and frantically shaking her head yes. I chuckled and smiled back. She was so cute when she fan girled over my band. She was so cute all the time.

I looked down and saw that the Motionless in White bracelet she had on was pushed up her arm and I saw a scar on her wrist. Before I could think about it, I grabbed her arm and traced the scar with my finger.

"What is this?" I asked as I looked up and met her eyes. She had an embarrassed look on her face and a sickening look in her eye.

"Um, my past," she stammered and tried to take her arm out of my hand, but I wouldn't let go.

"Why... why did you do this? Did you do this alot? Are you still doing it?" I kept asking questions. I was appalled that she had done this to herself. And that sickened look in her eyes was towards herself. I could see it. She was ashamed of what she had done to herself.

"No, I haven't done it since 10th grade. I.. I had a pretty hard life. I got bullied at school. Of course, "emo" was my most popular nickname." She snorted. "My parents weren't the best, either. Well, my mom was fine, but my dad was abusive. Usually verbally, but sometimes physically, also. I didn't do this very often, but, sometimes, when it got too much, I just couldn't take it anymore and I broke down and just... slid the razor across my skin. I did it mostly on my upper arm and shoulders, but sometimes on my wrist. Most weren't too deep, though, and the scars went away. But this one... this stubborn little scar won't ever go away," she said as she looked at it and made a disgusted face at it.

"Alaina," I said, and she looked up at me with a tear in her eye. "Don't ever do this again. I don't care what happens. Don't ever hurt yourself again. If you ever need anything, you can come to me. I will help you. Just don't hurt yourself ever again. Do you hear me?"

She nodded, a small smile forming on her tear-stained face.

"Too many people love you and care about you to see you do something like this. Your family, your band; they care about you. And.. and I care about you, too," I said, not even embarrassed at what I was saying. "Just... just promise me, okay? Promise me you'll never ever do this to yourself, ever again. Do you--" as I was saying this, she kept moving closer to me, and then she cut me off. By kissing me.