BAD CUPID

Created By; Snow Marisvega.

Chapter 27

~•Jaxton's POV•~

Saturday
9:12AM

I was helping Bonnie in the kitchen. While she was busy preparing a Mexican dish, i was doing the dishes and we were both talking about music in the 90's.

"I loved prince so much, i mean I still do" she shrugged.

"But he's dead"

"Sadly" she said and we both chuckled.

"What about Diana Ross?" I asked as I rinsed one of the plates.

"Is she dead?" She asked with a frown.

"No! God no!" I chuckled. "She still lives" I said with a nod.

"Oh. I was wondering if I'd have to mourn her now."

I chuckled "When was the last time you listened to her song?"

"I don't know." She shrugged. "Been a while" she said and walked over to the cupboard taking out the salt.

"Days? Weeks?"

"Years" she corrected and my eyes popped.

"Wow"

"That's not bad" she defended herself

It kinda is.

"Okay. So you guys had prince, Diana uh...opera?"

"Opera wasn't a singer" she laughed. "There was Tupac shakur"

"That's the rapper right?"

"Mmhmm" she nodded. "We had Madonna"

"Still do" I replied as I washed another.

"There was David Bowie, Kurt Cobain, Destiny's child-" I smiled once I heard that. "- Celine Dion"

I gasped. "I love her" I grinned. She turned to look at me with the same happy grin "who doesn't?" She chuckled.

"We had Michael Jackson" she beamed. "He was my crush back then. I wanted to marry him"

"What was your number on the line for the girls who wanted to marry him?" I asked with an arched brow.

"Number five million, five hundred and seventy three thousand, nine hundred and sixty six." she replied.

That was supposed to be rhetorical but her response just made me laugh.

"What?"

"I was so close to being five million, five hundred and seventy thousand, nine hundred and sixty five when he died" she sighed. "Tragic"

I couldn't stop laughing. I laughed so hard I began to tear up.

"I'm serious" she said.

Bonnie is an amazing person she's super awesome. She's young and she's a mother and she is fulfilling her responsibilities as one. She's not your typical 'mom' kinda mom. She was sometimes like a sister to me. She was the mom I never had and wished to have. She was perfect. She was funny, she was the kinda lady any guy would kill to have.

"Did you have guys running after you in highschool?" I asked as she kept stirring while I dried my hands after washing.

"Are you kidding?" She snorted and closed the pot. She walked over to me and stood beside me, leaning on the sink like I did. "I was the most prettiest and I'm not just saying that to give myself more credit. It is true. I was the Raven of my time"

I gave a slight chuckle. "Are you sure? Cause that girl is a stone hearted bitch"

"But you are best friends with her" she said with furrowed brows while smiling at me.

"Yeah. Fifteen year old me would never have thought this would ever happen in history" I said with a smile.

"But it did and you guys love each other" she smiled.

She was right. We did.

"Back to your story" I reminded her

"Yeah." She nodded. "I was a cheerleader. Head cheerleader. I made white hair look like it was the deal back then. I rocked it" she grinned. "I had guys wrapped around my fingers. One snap" she snapped her fingers "And they'd come rushing"

I grinned.

"I was super popular and even after I had Dylan. They didn't stop. It even got worse. They all wanted to ask me out. They even thought Dylan was my little brother" she chuckled.

"We all still do" I assured her.

She smiled. "People still ask me out and I show them my ring. I'm married" she said and flipped her hair backwards. "I've got the perfect family. A husband and a son that I love even though one of them is a spy for the devil" she sighed.

Dylan.

I laughed. "I won't tell him you said that"

"That boy challenges me all the time." She shook her head and I couldn't stop laughing. "I'm happy" she smiled.

I nodded "I know" I said with a smile.

"Everyone deserves happiness, no one is to be left alone. Even you and just watch. Someday, it's gonna come. It could even come as a boy" she said.

"Oh God no. I'm done" I shook my head.

"Isn't that the same thing my friend Tamika said and now she's pregnant with the sixth child"

"W-What?" My eyes bulged and I started laughing.

"True" she joined. "You're a good kid Jaxton"

"Thanks Bonnie"

"Come here" she opened her arms and I hugged her. I smiled, she was warm and it was comforting.

I wanted to ask her about Isaac, I really wanted to. I wanted to know what Dylan meant when he said Mr. Dexwell killed Isaac. His brother. But I couldn't.

"Oh shit. My food" she broke the hug and rushed to the pot. I chuckled while watching her.

11:51am

I was up in my room, laying on my bed and looking up the ceiling.

"Everyone deserves happiness, no one is to be left alone. Even you-"

I didn't understand why this kept ringing in my head since this morning. I sighed and rolled over. Something wasn't right. I was missing something. But what? I scratched the back of my head before picking up my guitar which stood beside my bed. I had brought it along, my dad had bought me this guitar when I was eleven. It was my favorite gift.
I crossed my legs and began to warm up. It had been a while since I played it, weeks actually.

Still good.

What to sing?

I couldn't think of one.

"Try. I don't fucking care by blackbear." A familiar voice said. I looked up and saw Dylan in brown shorts and a white shirt. He walked in and sat on my bed.

"I didn't know you played the guitar" he smiled.

"That's cause I didn't tell you" I smiled back at him.

"Go ahead." He sat comfortably. "play me something"

"You're not dying" I said with a cocked brow.

"But you will if you don't" he said with a creepy smile that sent shivers down my spine.

"Fine, but so you know I might not be that good. I haven't played in months" I said, warning him.

"Okay" he nodded and waited. I cleared my throat and began playing the guitar and soon I began to sing along. I saw his eyes widen in surprise, I continued singing with a little smile and a big smile appeared on his face.
When I got to the chorus, he grinned widely and once I hit that high note. His eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, his jaw dropped and he started smiling again.

He looked happy, he wouldn't stop smiling and was lip syncing and the high note came again and I was impressed with myself. I thought I lost it.

When I was done, I dropped the guitar on my bed and smiled. I looked up at him and furrowed my brows "So. How was it Simon cowell?"

"IT WAS FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC" he exclaimed loudly making me laugh. "Dude. I've got goosebumps. I could feel my hairs stand" he said with a chuckle.

"Wow. That is a good one since its coming from you"

"And that high note? Boy. You had me there. I felt like an electricity in my body" he said with a slow head shake.

"Thanks" I laughed.

"That cover was amazing." He grinned.

"Thanks so much Dylan. My dad thought me how to play the guitar" I smiled and looked down.

"You know what?"

"Hmm?" I looked up at him.

"If I ever get married. I want you to play this song at my wedding"

"What?" I laughed.

"I'm not joking Jax." he said with a serious tone, he wasn't laughing with me.

"You're not?"

He shook his head.

"I'd love you to play this song, your version, your cover on my wedding and I want you to promise me that you will" he smiled.

"Would we even still be friends?" I asked with a concerned chuckle.

He slapped the back of my head quickly which hurt.

"Ow" I pouted, rubbing it. He rubbed his arm as well, he must have felt a pain as well

Good.

"Listen here, stupid. We're both gonna be BEST friends until one of us dies and God forbid it to be me. Okay?"

I blinked. "Wh-"

"All three of us are gonna be together till the end, we're practically family. Nothing is gonna separate us, alright?"

I nodded. "But was the smack necessary?" I frowned.

"I was gonna go boil water and pour on you," he said and I gulped. "Which would you have preferred?" He asked with arched brows.

"You're the devil."

He laughed. "Now promise me."

I nodded not taking it as a big deal. "Okay. Okay. Fine. I'll play this song on your day. If you ever get married"

"If," he repeated with a smile making me laugh. "If not, then you will on my sick bed or something. Maybe when I'm dying." he shrugged.

And then it hit me, now I finally understood.

"Everyone deserves happiness, no one is to be left alone."

"If not. Then you will on my sick bed or something. Maybe when I'm dying"

"Will you come see me again?"

Astrid!

Oh Shit. Oh Shit.

"Anyways thank God it's Saturday and you're home. We're gonna hang out today and I won't feel bor-"

"I have to go" I quickly said and rushed up.

"Wh-what?" He had a confused expression. "N-No. That's not possible"

I quickly put my guitar down and picked up my phone.

"I'm so so sorry" I apologized as I began putting on my shoes.

"JAXTON! YOU CANNOT LEAVE ME HERE" he yelled.

I almost laughed.

"You know how boring this past week has been for me. Actually. You don't. It's been horrible."

"Dylan. Its an emergency'"

"Well I'm coming with you then" he said as he got off my bed.

I froze.

"Uh....are you sure"

"Yes. Cause there is no way in hell I'm gonna spend my Saturday sitting here alone" he said and began heading for the door.

Crap.

Just then an idea came into my head.

"Okay then." I nodded. "We can both go to the LGBT meeting" I said with smile.

He stopped at the door and slowly turned. "What?"

"Yeah. Its a um...an LGBT meeting. You know I'm the president" I chuckled. "That's  where I'm going. I almost forgot. Anyways get dressed so we'd go." I smiled at him and combed my hair with my fingers.

"Uh, ow!" He placed his hand on his forehead. "I instantly have a slight headache. Sorry. You go ahead. I'll...I'll stay. It's fine" he said with a nod.

I held back the laugh that threatened to come out.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course" he chuckled. "I understand. You're probably in a hurry"

"I can wa-"

"Jaxton. Get out" he said with a straight face and I had to obey.

I nodded and began walking out the door. "Take care" I smiled at him and he just gave me the middle finger.
I chuckled and ran down the stairs. "Bonnie. I have an urgent meeting concerning our school club" I said once I landed. She was in the living room.

"oh"

"I-I almost forgot" I gave a fake chuckle.  "I have to go and I'll be back later"

She nodded. "Okay. But be back before eight"

"We doing the curfew thing now?" I arched my brows at her.

"Do you want to do the dishes for a month?" She arched hers.

"Eight it is" I smiled and rushed out the door.

12:12pm

I walked into the hospital, I didn't need to ask anyone about the room cause I remembered it.

Room 303

I took the elevator to the third floor and walked down the hall until I got to the room. I looked at the door with the number '303' and with a smile I opened it. I checked to see if she was asleep and she was.

I was a little nervous, it had been a week since I last saw her. I gently pulled my head back and quietly closed the door with a sigh.

What if she hates me? She might not even know who I am? I'm so stupid.

"Hey! Stop!" A male voice called out and I knew it was to me. I froze. My eyes wondering around, the call had come from behind me.

I gulped

"Relax Jaxton. Just jeep going. You didn't do anything wrong" I told myself and began to walk.

"HEY YOU! I SAID STOP!" The voice shouted again and this time, I picked a pace. I began to walk really fast and soon enough I started to run. I don't know why I did that but I was scared as fuck. I mean what if something had happened to her? They were gonna blame me or something.

Wait. Why was I running? I didn't so anything.

But my legs weren't paying attention, the voice kept calling out for me to stop running but I didn't.  I ran down the hall and towards the elevator, it showed that someone was in it and it was coming up but i couldn't even wait, I looked back and saw a boy running towards me angrily. I panicked and headed for the stairs.

I pushed the door open and ran down the stairs real fast, breathing hard.

Oh God. Please help me.

I heard the door burst open and he shouted from the top for me to stop but I didn't. I was gonna be in trouble for this. I was at the second floor right now, I could tell. I was about to turn and head for the last floor when a heavy weight fell in me. I screamed and fell to the ground.

"Get off me! I didn't do anything!" I shouted, struggling to get up.

"What were you doing in room 303?" He asked angrily.

"Nothing!" I replied instantly. My stomach was pressed against the floor and he was sitting on me, holding my hands, it  was really disturbing. "Could you get off me! I do not like this position at all. It's like a sex position from pornhub"

"What?" He  sounded surprised and twirled me so I could face him and when I saw his face, whatever I wanted to say refused to come out.
His eyes were compelling, he had thick, strong muscles and I was sure there was gonna be like a six pack under that brown shirt he was wearing. His brows were perfect, like super perfect and his hair was dirty blond or maybe it was dyed.

"You didn't answer my question!" His perfect brows knitted.

I shook my head coming back to reality. This maniac would kill me and I'm not ready to die.

"Nothing! Jackass. I wanted to go see her and she was sleeping and I went out."

"I saw you come out of that room"

I frowned. "What? Are you drunk or high on weed? I just peeped in"

"Alright that's it" he stood up and pulled me right up till my chest hit his.

"Keep. Your. Distance" I said with an arched brow.

"Not happening" he said and the next thing I know, I was being carried. He threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and I hated it.

"W-What are you...? Put me down shrek!" I yelled but he didn't listen and begun carrying me up the stairs. I kept trying to punch him and free myself but this dude was super strong. Jesus.
We got to the hall and people began to look. It was embarrassing.

"Put me down! i'll report you for kidnapping. i swear to god" I whisper yelled. "Nothing to see here people" I said and smiled at the nurses and patients who were watching.

He took me back to room 303 and I kept struggling to get down.

"Dominic? Put that young man down"

Great. she was awake.

He dropped me and I fell on my ass. "Ow!" I rubbed it. "You asshole"

"What's going on here?" Astrid asked.

" I saw him sneaking out of your room. Are you okay?"

"I didn't sneak out" I retorted. "She was sleeping when I got here and I decided to wait outside"

"Who are you?"

"Jaxton?"

I turned to her. She had a big smile on her face

"Astrid" I smiled at her.

"Who is Jaxton?" Dominic asked.

"That's my friend. Did you give him trouble?"

"Oh yes. Yes he did. He chased me down the hall to the stairs and carried me like I weighed nothing"

"Cause you don't"

"Oh shut up" I turned my gaze at him. "Cause you carried me like the mighty dragon of failure you think you're strong now? But seriously, what are you? The last son of krypton? How could you just lift me up like that and for everyone to see" I yelled angrily.

"You sneak into this room and run like some criminal"

"I didn't sneak in idiot and I ran cause i-i panicked okay and you were gonna make it seem like I did something"

"You panicked?" He chuckled. "Yeah right"

"Who is this crazy jerk face anyway?" I turned to Astrid, pointing at the doofus beside me. 

"That's my son" she smiled.

"He- is your son?" I asked a little shocked.

"Yes I am" he smirked.

"This arrogant thing is your son?"

Astrid laughed.

"Woah. Woah. Woah. 'Thing?" He frowned at me.

"Exactly" I scowled at him. "You have no respect" I began to dust off my clothes.

"You are a criminal"

"Yeah and you are a total nutbag"

"Take that back"

I huffed. "Not gonna happen" I shook my head.

"But i-"

"That's enough guys. You're giving me a headache." Astrid said with a laugh. "Dominic. Apologize to him"

I folded my arms and looked at him.

"What? No way. That's not happening ma."  he snorted.

"I said. Apologize" she furrowed her brows at him.

"Go on Dominic. You heard her. Apologize."

He glared at me. "Sorry" he said with no little motion and not even loud enough.

"What was that? I didn't quite hear you, over the sound of your ego" I said placing a hand at the back of my ear.

"I said sorry!" He said through gritted teeth.

"Much better" I smiled at him and walked over to Astrid.

"Ma. Don't I get an apology?"

Astrid chuckled."why? You embarrassed him and labelled him a criminal"

"He did" I nodded and sat next to her.

"Ugh" he let out a sigh of frustration and sat on a chair close to the window.

I smiled and looked at Astrid.

"How are you?" I held her hand.

"I'm okay" she smiled back. "I thought you'd never come back"

"I promised you that I would, remember" I squeezed her hand. "I just had school and I didn't have the chance. I'm sorry"

"Its okay" she gave a slow nod. "Do you want anything? Are you hungry?"

I smiled and shook my head. "No. I'm fine"

"I'll have Dominic go get it"

"Yes. Yes I'm starving" I gave a nod and she laughed.

We talked for hours and laughed and I even sang her a song. It was past four and I didn't feel like living yet but I had to check up on Dylan, I needed to know if he was okay.
"Excuse me. I'll be back in a sec. Need to make a phone call" I said with a smile and stood up before walking out the door.

I felt bad for lying to Dylan but I didn't want him coming with me and feeling sorry for me cause it brought back memories of my father.
I took out my phone and called his number, it rang but he didn't answer which was weird since he was always with his phone. I called again and gain but no answer.
I was beginning to get worried, did he fall again? Did something happen? I decided to text him and if he doesn't reply, I'm going home.

I was relieved when he replied and I just smiled.

Crazy ass bitch.

I tucked my phone into my back pocket and walked back in.
It was a little weird cause when I got back, Dominic changed. He became....nicer and kept smiling at me. We played games and Astrid was so happy and kept laughing while we talked about things as well till it was late.
I checked my wristwatch and sighed.

7:35pm.

"I gotta go" I sighed again and stood up.

"Why?" Dominic asked from where he sat, next to his mom.

"Its getting late and if I get home once it's past eight. I'll be doing the dishes for a month" I explained.

"Oh" Astrid chuckled. "Come back to visit"

"I'll be here on Monday" I smiled at her "I promise you" I said and kissed her cheek. "Bye" I said before waving at her and leaving the room, I took the elevator down and when I was out, I decided to take a taxi home.

Home.

It felt nice calling it that.

"Ta-"

"Hey" I turned and saw Dominic jogging towards me.

I sighed in frustration. "What now? Are you gonna carry me and scream criminal?"

"Chill" he laughed. "I just wanna apologize for what I did earlier" he said while scratching the back of his head.

"You already did"

"N-No. Actually apologize. Sincerely. I'm sorry"

I smiled. I couldn't hold a grudge for long and it wasn't his fault. I guess I understood him.

"It's alright. I might have reacted the same way" I shrugged.

"Really? Could you have carried me?"

"I'm not sure" I shook my head and we both laughed. His laugh was mighty and super cute.

"Let's start over" he said and thrust his hand out. "Hi, I'm Dominic"

I chuckled and shook his hand. "Hi. I'm Jaxton. Nice to meet you"

"Same here" he smirked. "So Jaxton, can I give you a ride?"

"What? N-No. It's fine. I'll take a cab"

"I insist" he smiled. "Plus mom would smack the back of my head If I didn't"

I laughed. She did that thrice already.

"Plus, you might not get home before eight if you keep waiting. I'm sure you don't live around here"

"No" I shook my head and sighed defeated. "Okay then" I shrugged.

"So you know. My car isn't a Ferrari or a Mercedes Benz or any of that" he pointed out as we walked.

"I don't care. Do I look rich to you?" I snorted. "Where is it?"

He just smiled until we got to the parking lot and tapped the black compact car. "This is my baby"

I laughed at the way of said it. "She's pretty"

"I know" he smiled. "But thanks"

I shook my head at him.

That ego

"Can we go now?"

He nodded and unlocked his car. I got into the passenger's seat next to the driver's seat. He started the engine, he asked for where I stay as he drove and I told him and so he used the map.

"So. What exactly made you change? I mean you were an arrogant bastard at first"

"Ouch!" He let out a small laugh.

"Well. Mom did"

"Did she slap you when I was gone?"

"No" he laughed and I joined. His laugh was cute.

"I wanna know."

"She told me about the first time you both met and how you prayed for her and talked with her for a while" he said with a warm smile. He looked happy and I didn't know when she told him this.

"When did she tell you?"

"When you went out to make the call" he smiled as he drove. "No one has done that for her. I and my little sister are the only ones she has."

"What about your dad?"

"Gone." His smile reduced. If that makes sense. "He abandoned us nine years ago when my little sister was just two years old. He got remarried to a rich lady and so he's out of the picture for us"

I felt sad for them. What kind of a man would leave his family for money.

"I'm sorry about that"

"It's fine" he smiled. It was fake. His eyes held so much pain and I just wanted to comfort him.

"Hey. It's okay to feel angry" I patted his lap gently.

"Let's not talk about him." He shook his head and took a u turn. "I just wanna thank you for walking into room 303 and being with my mom. She's happy and she likes you so much"

I blushed and looked down. "She's an amazing woman. Full of life and happiness"

"Yeah. She is." This time, the smile on his face was real "So, how about you?"

"What about me?" I huffed.

"Why room 303? Why not room 304 or 306?" He shrugged.

"I-I don't know" I lied. "I just felt like i-i should"

"Well thank you" he smiled.

"Take a left turn" I directed. He nodded and took that route and when we got to the house, I let him know and he stopped. "Thanks so much"

"Well." he looked at his watch. "7:57" he chuckled.

"Ah. Three minutes early. Thank goodness." I smiled and unbuckled my seatbelt.

"I'll see you around?"

"Of course" I nodded and got out of the car. I waved at him and he did the same before driving away. I smiled with excitement and walked into the house, closing the door behind me.

"Hi Bonnie" I waved at her, she was on blue jeans and a white top with red heels. "Going out?"

"No. I just returned. I had urgent work" she gave a tired sigh.

"Oh. Where's Dylan?"

"Upstairs. He seems a little...off after he got back" she said with a concerned expression.

Got back?

"I'll go check on  him" I said and walked up the stairs to his room. I knocked before walking in.

"Hey Dylan. I-" I stopped once I saw him sitting on his bed, looking lost and staring at nothing.

"Dylan?" I called and walked over to him quickly. I sat beside him a little worried.  "Dylan? What's wrong? Talk to me."

He slowly turned his head to look at me and the expression on his face scared me. "Jaxton. I-I didn't trip down the stairs."

"What?" I was confused.

"I was pushed" he gulped.

My jaw dropped.

What? That can't be.

Author's Note.

DUN! DUN!! DUN!!!

**Astrid**

*Dominic*

Introducing a new character... What'd you guys think about him? And jaxjax?

Finally a face for Astrid ❤

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