A/N I will be skipping right to the live shows... sorry
Alyssa's POV
"And I will try to fix you"
Adam grins as I finish my last line of "Fix You" by Coldplay. He tilts his head as he mutters, "You are going to kill those live rounds. Damn, girl."
"Thanks."
I still feel like there is a disagreement between me and him, but since he chose me over Lily in the battles, it has been fading. I don't like him, I keep telling myself that, but I'm not so sure I hate him anymore. He brought his fiance in once, and she was so quiet, but he loved her so much. Seeing his eyes like that, I couldn't help but wish somebody looked at me like that. I couldn't help but think that I wanted Adam to look at me like that.
"Lys? You still with me?"
"Yeah"
"So just be careful that your voice doesn't crack-" he is cut off by a ringing phone, Behati, calling him. "She wouldn't call unless it was urgent, give me a minute." He heads into the hallway and closes the door behind him. I hear muffled voices, and when he comes back his eyes are tear filled. "What happened?" "My dog, Frankie, sh- she's gone." He's openly sobbing and I can't help but to wrap my arms around him as he cries. "I'm sorry. Really, so sorry. What happened?"
"That's the worst part, Bee was playing with Frankie, and Frankie ran across the street and some guy hit my baby girl."
"Adam, I can't imagine. Go home, sleep, be with Bee. It sounds like both of you need it."
*Next Day (live performances)*
My heart thrums as the stage hand opens the door and wishes me luck. Fix You I felt the lyrics as I looked at Adam. His hazel eyes looked gold and I realized that this was our song. I felt it about him even if I was too scared to show it. As the guitar picked up the tempo, I looked down and fiddled with a ring, unable to hold his gaze. I had been in denial in so long that I was shocked to hear a strange sound, I looked up and he was crying. He felt it too. The movement that the lyrics had started between us. As I finished the last lines I closed my eyes to feel a tear drip across my mascara, and I don't even bother wiping it off my face.
All of the judges stood and I could see the pride written all over his face.
Adam's POV
She was perfect. I have heard the lyrics before, but this time we connected. I felt her emotion, and it that moment, I think I may have fallen in love. No. That was ridiculous. I had Bee. I loved Bee. Lys was on my team, I was proud of her. I had to lie, but it is impossible to lie to yourself. I told myself that I felt the lyrics due to Frankie, she was something I couldn't replace. Thinking of all the memories with her, I teared up. I knew that wasn't the only reason I was crying. I was crying because I had missed Lys because of timing. Because I had hurt so many people I loved, and been hurt so many times. Because I knew that I had to hurt Bee. Because I know that the woman who I really love is on that stage and the second she comes off I need to start making up for lost time.
Jake's POV
I have the shot lined up. I myself shed a tear after that incredible performance. I quietly load my gun and wait. I nervously make sure that I have done everything possible to minimize the sound and then I again scan the audience for Nina. Figures she wouldn't be here.
Nina's POV
I am on the edge of my chair in anticipation. Alyssa performed well, but her coach was going to be 6 feet under within 24 hours if I had anything to do with it. I planned to, when I was an old woman, tell the media of my fateful role in this story. Hopefully, Jake would reveal his and no one would question why because Behati would say she is better off without Adam. But today, I had to live in this moment and enjoy the shock as the life left his eyes.
Alyssa's POV
The coaches comments were complimentary, but non- interesting. Finally, Adam came to hug me but everything seemed to go wrong in that one moment. There was a bang and Adam crumpled. There was a red stain on his perfect white shirt and a pool of blood gathering around him. I ran to him realizing I was the only one here to hear his last words.
But there were no words that he could say that would end his life adequately. He was too complicated, too loved to die like this. He didn't attempt to go out with a bang. At least, not the typical dying moment kind. His voice was barely above a whisper as he grabbed my face "I love you". Tears were blurring my vision but I managed to choke it out, "I love you too". Then he pressed his soft lips to mine and there was nothing else. No screams, no sirens, no Behati yelling that her man was dying and she should be at his side, and no crying. He fell away unable to hold himself against me anymore and the light slowly left his beautiful eyes. I sat there stunned, covered in blood, and staring at the empty shell of the person who made me believe in love.
