Nightingales (demi lovato fanfic)

Aymie

Elsa's POV

I sunk down the wall as I watched Demi and Selena drive away in the back of the taxi. I saw Demi collapse into Sel as soon as the got into the car and I knew she was crying. Why was she crying over me? She'd only known me for 3 days. What am I going to do to her career if she gets custody?

I put my head in my hands and rested my elbows on my knees. I started shaking my head laughing at myself. What am I doing? I looked up at the ceiling and bit my lip. The ceiling was a light grey and the walls were also shades of grey. There was a painting on one wall and a single bed with black and white sheets on it in the corner. There was a roster on the back of the door and I got up and read it.

7:30- breakfast

8:30- school

12:30- lunch

2:00- work with counseler/case worker

3:00- free time -art room, library, music room and gym are open

6:00- dinner

7:00- free time - art room and library are open

8:00- return to rooms

Lights out depends on ages.

4 days of this. I guess it wasn't to bad. Considering that for 2 of those days I would be out. It was quarter to 5 so I had an hour and 15 minutes to do whatever I wanted. I fixed up my makeup. Lucky I carried makeup in my school bag. I walked out of my door and closed it quietly behind me. I walked down the long hallway and past all of the other girls. A lot of them were younger than me and looked like they'd been here for a while. I found a sign pointing towards the music room so I went that way.

The music room was big and colourful. There were posters covering most walls and there were instruments covering the floor and shelves. There was a small group of young girls. The oldest was probably 5 and the youngest 2. There was a young women sitting in a chair watching them play and helping them play the drums. She smiled at me as I walked in and I smiled back. I made my way to the piano in the opposite corner to the lady and the young girls. I sat down slowly and ran my fingers over the keys. I gently pressed the keys down and then my fingers knew what to do. I loved how they did that. They just knew. I didn't have to think about it. I could escape into my own world and thoughts and still be playing.

I felt the piano stool move slightly and I looked down to see a small body climbing onto the stool. I helped her up and she sat down next to me and smiled. She was adorable.

"Hi, what's you name?" I asked

She looked down thinking and then shyly answered me.

"Mmm Aymie"

"Hi Aymie, My names Elsa." I said smiling down at her.

Her curly blond hair was pulled into two piggy tales on either side of her head and she was wearing a blue laced dress.

"I-I uhh free." she said holding up three fingers.

"You're three? awww haha." I laughed.

"I'm 15." I smiled. She looked at me in awe and I laughed again. She looked away from me and started pressing the piano keys down.

She turned to me again.

"Which one is your favourite?" she asked me.

"My favourite what?" I asked confused.

"These!" she exclaimed pressing the keys. "This one or this one or this one." she repeated this for all of the keys as she pressed them down.

"Um I don't know." I said laughing.

"Ok, listen careful." she said as she started from the beginning again.

Once she finished she looked up at me waiting for an answer.

"Umm this one." I said playing a random note.

"You play it? please?" she asked.

"Yeah sure." I said smiling down at her.

I played 'read all about it' and she started mumbling the words to the chorus. I was trying not to laugh at the adorableness of her.

"You know that song?" I asked when I finished. She nodded and the looked down.

"Mymy singed it." she said quietly.

"Oh ok." I said quietly as well. I don't know who mymy was but is was guessing she or he was the reason this tiny girl was in here.

Aymie grabbed my arm and pointed to the guitar near the lady.

"That one?" she asked.

"Yeah I can play that." I said hoping off the stool and helping her off. She ran over and I walked over to the guitar.

"Can I?" I asked the lady gesturing to the guitar.

"Sure. My names Ebony and I'm the girls carer." She said holding out her hand.

"Hi, I'm Elsa." I said shaking her hand. She glanced at my scarred wrist and smiled up at me sympathetically a few seconds before I noticed similar scars on her wrist.

I grabbed the guitar and sat down crossing my legs. Aymie sat down across from me. I started to play 'let it go' and I was singing quietly. She climbed into my lap between me and the guitar and started to help me strum. I was laughing and so was she. She stopped trying to help me strum after it was no longer working and then she just snuggled into my lap as a played. She put her arms up and rested them on my chest along with her head. We stayed like that until we were escorted to the dining room by Ebony.