Song- Love on the Brain by Rihanna

Clara.

I was surprised at Aiden's actions. First he wanted to be friends and then he goes kissing me just because I was talking to a guy. A gay guy, mind you.

I knew he was jealous, but that kiss shouted volumes.

He's into you.

I scoffed. As if he was, he's only doing this so he could take over his father's company, he said it himself.

So why did he kiss you?

Lust.

"I'm so sorry about that." he whispered.

"Are you trying to confuse me Aiden? Speak so I could leave and-"

Just then Pete returned with our orders.

"One Jack Daniels for the gentleman," he said setting the drink down, "and the regular for foxy Clara."

"Thanks Pete."

"Anytime suga." he said, winking as he went off to handle another order.

"What was I thinking?" whispered Aiden.

"Shush, you didn't know. You thought he was flirting, any ordinary man would."

Before he could respond, the DJ stopped the music and the spotlight focused on us.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special lady in the house! Give it up for Clara!"

Everyone was watching us and were clapping.

Great.

I waved shyly.

"Now, we've all heard stories bout this girl's amazing voice. So how bout it Clara? Show us some love!"

I turned to look at Aiden. He nodded.

"Sing."

I wasn't quite sure about letting Aiden in on my singing. I barely knew him.

But then again you barely knew the people you sang for.

But it's different.

You kissed him and you barely knew him so...

Then everyone started chanting.

"CLARA!"

"CLARA!"

"CLARA!"

I went onto the stage and the crowd cheered. I took the mic off the stand and tapped it to see if it was working.

"Hi" I said speaking into it.

They clapped.

"I said Hi!"

"Hi!" they chorused.

"What's good with you folks?"

Everyone cheered. Aiden smiled.

"Okay so, tonight I'm at your request. Whatever song you ask me to sing, I will sing. You like that?"

"Yeah!" they shouted.

"Okay so who's first?"

A young girl put her hand in the air. I pointed to her.

"Sing Love on the Brain!" she shouted.

"you heard her. DJ drop that beat!"

I loved that song. Probably because I always wanted to have someone to sing it to.

You got Aiden now.

My eyes scanned the crowd, looking for him.

"Looking for me?"

There he was, right in front of me. I smiled.

And began singing. Each word in the song struck a chord in my heart. i sang, until the song was over.

Everyone was cheering. I smiled.

"Not bad Clarisse." whispered Aiden.

"Anymore requests?" I asked beaming.

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5 requests and too much alcohol later I was heading out of the club with Aiden by my side. We got into the car and he drove off.

"That was fun." I said, giggling.

"I didn't know you could sing."

"You probably would've known had you not kidnapped me."

He shrugged. "I still found out tonight. You sounded amazing."

I blushed. I realized I've been doing that a lot now. It was as if I became one of those stupid teens when I was around him. I hated it.

"I know."

He stopped. "What's wrong? You've been a bit off tonight. It was as if you were venting your anger on Mrs. Gostanza."

That racist bitch.

"She fucking deserved it." I said, meaning every word.

"But you were angry already. Did something happen at home?"

I thought back on my argument with Aaron, before I left his house. The one person that supported me, I pushed him away.

When we were little, whenever I was in trouble, it was either Aaron or Ma got me out of it. After Ma died, he stayed by my side until he was kicked out of the house. He was always there to protect me and was my soldier. Whenever I needed him he was there.

You pissed off your soldier.

Now he hates you.

A teardrop left my eye.

"Clarisse?"

I started crying. "He hates me!"

Why did I say that out loud?

"Who hates you?"

"Aaron."

"Oh, Clarisse." he said, pulling me into a hug.

I pushed him away. "Don't touch me! This is all your fault! After your little deed and I got back home, Aaron became over protective. I got mad at him and left. he'll never want to see me again and this is all your fault!"

"Clarisse-"

"Don't say my name! If not for you, I would've been living a normal life! I wish I never met you!"

He flinched.

"I know you hate me. Can't blame you. I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

I didn't want to hear sorry. When Ma died, I got 'sorry'. When my father married that bitch that was once my aunt, he said sorry, though I knew damn well he wasn't.

I don't want to hear sorry for this shit. Sorry fucked up my life.

"Sorry can't fix my relationship with my brother! Sorry can't undo your shit!"

He nodded and drove off.

"Where are we going?!"

"Home."

"That isn't my home!"

"You're drunk and emotional! Do you really want your brother to see you in this state?! Do you want him to feel guilty?!"

I hung my head in shame. I didn't want that at all, I wasn't thinking about it.

"Fine," I said crossing my arms, "any funny shit and you're dead."

He pulled over at his house. We got out of the car. My head started to spin and my knees felt like iron were strapped onto them.

"Clarisse?"

I felt light suddenly and looked up to see that I was being carried by him.

"Put...me...down." I said.

"Or else?"

My eyelids shut on me immediately and I let slumber take me.

It had been a long day.
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