Beatrice: a seven year old girl who addresses Jay as her father. She was supposedly adopted by the Rockstar.

Ch-23 ★Bleeding Hearts

[Jay]

The apartment was one hell of a mess: my favorite white vase was shattered across the carpet, the wide-screen was hanging off its hinges, and the floor was covered with smashed bottles of alcohol.

Damn, I shouldn't have come back. I should have stayed at the bar.

Aulaura must think I'm sort of monster. She must hate me now. But why do I care if she hates me or loves me?

It doesn't matter. I don't care. She can think whatever she wants. I don't give a damn.

Gripping the side of my head, I walked into the bathroom. A groan escaped my mouth.

Aulaura lay on the floor, her head resting on the edge of the tub. She was mumbling something in her half sleep state.

I kneeled downed next to her and moved away few strands auburn hair out of her face. She looked sad even in her sleep. This gloom clung to her bones slipping away with the dried tears on her cheeks. I remembered everything- the memories from last night struck a chord like a lightning bolt. I hated this. My tolerance to alcohol had increased to an extent that it didn't affect me anymore. It was Melody's fault of-course- she made me quit the thing before I died of it. After so many years, I had gotten a drink and now I regretted it. It's for the best if I stay away from that toxin. For Aulaura and Beatrice's sake I must stay away from it.

My eyes fell back on Aulaura. Black lines ran across her face and the plum red color that once colored her lips was now smeared down her jaws. I got up from the squat and quickly turned on the tap. Reaching for a clean towel, I placed it under the running water.

Carefully, I reached out for her skin, her skin felt so blissfully good under mine- damn. Again, I removed those pesky strands. With a light hand I lifted her head slightly and wiped away the makeup from her face. I couldn't help but admire the beauty that lay still under the layers of concealment.

Tossing the towel aside, I picked her up in my arms- pulling my elbow under her knees and her head in the cage of my arm.

Gentle pieces of breaths fell on my chest. I could hear the low mummer of words escaping her lips.

"Jay," Her lips parted. I felt my heart halt for a moment. She said my name. She did love me after-all. She was just infatuated that's all. She didn't love me. How could she? How could anyone love a wreck like me? She was just infatuated with Jay the Rockstar. Hopefully, she'll get over it and realize her mistake before it's too late, before my heart betrays me.

"I'm sorry," Her voice broke- even in her sleep- her face twisted with pain. Something inside me hurt for her. I wanted to see her happy.

My legs hit the bed's frame yet I couldn't force my arms to lay her down.

But I had to do it now or later before she woke up. I have leave before she wakes up. I didn't have the strength to lie to her again.

I placed her on my bed, pulling the duvet covers over her. My hands found the notepad and I quickly scribbled a note for and placed beside it on the bedside table.

Hopefully she'll find it here.

Before I could stop myself, I placed a kiss on her forehead. I don't for how much longer I'll be able to deny my feeling.

One day my bleeding heart will have its way and that day all hell will break lose.

[Aulaura]

I woke up in an empty bed drenched in sweat- my hands trembled as bile rose up my throat.

Jay, where was he? I needed him. I needed to know if he was alright. Why was this terrible feeling growing in my chest? Why was I so anxious?

I scurried out of the bed, the blanket falling off my body in the process. I nearly knocked off the lamp on the bedside table. This is when I caught the sight of a small piece paper lying on the table.

My fingers clenched it, quickly unfolding it, I squinted my eyes to read the tiny scribbles across it.

Don't worry about me. I'm at the studio.

Something important came up. There's food in the fridge.

I'll be back soon. Take care.

-Jay

I held the note close to my chest as my breathing began returning to normal. He was alright.

But I don't why- I still couldn't shake off that fear like something was going to happen. I don't what it was. Maybe it's because of what happened last night. Jay probably doesn't remember any of it. He was drunk and didn't mean a thing he said so there's nothing to fear. Right?

~*~*~

I sat by on black leather coach, my eyes flickering between the T.V's screen and the digital clock on the glass lying next to the coach.

I wasn't paying attention to a thing on the T.V. All I could think was why would Jay leave me alone in his apartment on our very first day as a couple? Maybe it was something really important that's why he left. Was it more important than me?

The chaotic mess thoughts running in my head were interrupted by the blaring noise of my cell phone. I silently prayed for it to be Jay.

Instantly a lump formed in my throat when I read the caller ID- Unknown Number

Who could call me from a private number?

Only one name came to my mind but I pushed it back. It could be anyone. It doesn't have to be him. I mean a-lot of rich people have private numbers these days.

"Hey beautiful," A shiver escaped my spine. It was him alright- Hunter.

"You! Why are you calling me?" I huffed.

"Ah, you remember me,"

"What do you want?" I rose from the coach, my hands gripping the phone close to my ear.

"Not this time. It's about something you own," His thin voice slipped through the phone, mocking me. I couldn't ignore the leer in his tone.

"What do you mean? As usual you're not making any sense,"

"Your most precious possession is about to be stolen," My most precious possession? What could it be? Oh no! Jay. I nearly dropped the phone. I could feel my lungs burst with fear.

"Don't you dare hurt him!" I cried. How did he find out about Jay? This is the last thing I wanted. I never wanted Hunter to even know about Jay and here he was implying things I was scared to know about.

"I'm afraid you're the only one who's going to get hurt," He laughed, heartedly.

"What are you saying?"

"Go see for yourself,"

The phone line went dead. A text message flashed on the screen.

Victorian Central Park,

East Hemming, London

[003928934989]- Call me if you need me which you probably will.

Hunter is the last man on earth I should be trusting right now but it was Jay we're talking about her and for him I'm willing to take any risk.

~*~*~

East Hemming, London

The leaves flew in the direction with the wind, falling off the branches landing on the green grass. Kids ran through the park chasing one another. Mothers with strollers and belted bags walked on the sidewalk.

My eyes searched the park for Jay- my pale dress fluttered outwards with incoming wind as I tried taming it with my hand.

Where could he be? What was Hunter planning? Clearly, he wasn't going to try anything in a crowded place like this.

Maybe I should call Hunter. No, I rather not, calling him is like calling upon trouble.

I looked over the benches placed under the trees.

Was that Jay? I could recognize that leather jacket anywhere. He was sitting on a bench, his back facing me. A wave of relief washed over me. I rushed towards him when suddenly a girl with long wavy hair approached him. She was wearing a bright yellow sundress- her face was covered by her hands as she tried blocking the afternoon sun.

She fell into Jay's arms and Jay wrapped his hands around her, holding in her so close. The girl's hands fell off her face, revealing her identity. Samantha.

Something snapped inside me as I watched them embrace each other.

Why would they do this to me? What did I do to them to deserve this? Why? Why would Sam steal my first and only love?

In this moment my heart bled like never before. It bled for love.

Author's Note: Heavily unedited.

Don't kill me guys. I promise I'll make it up the upcoming chapters. Can you really believe that Sam would do such a thing? And Jay him too?

oh! the new cover is it better than the old one or do you guys want the old one back?

Dedication goes to the lovely reader whose comment I like the most. :)