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Introduction- Hi my name is Kacy Sawin. This is my first Nick Carter and Benji Madden fan fiction. Sure, I have written a few about both, but never together. This story basically focuses on Alyssa Jaynes, a seventeen-year-old high school senior who is dating Nick, and her identical twin sister, Anne-Marie Jaynes, who is dating Benji. They face their father leaving them alone with their twelve-year-old brother, Will. Then Benji gets sick, and slips into a coma.

Characters- Alyssa Riley Jaynes- raven black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, seventeen, 12th grade, one of the lead singers in Heaven’s Bane.

Anne-Marie Jaynes- same as Alyssa

Nickolas “Nick” Gene Carter- blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin, nineteen, out of school, member of Backstreet. Alyssa’s boyfriend

Benji Madden- black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, nineteen, out of school, member of Good Charlotte.

William “Will” Isaac Jaynes- dark brown hair, green eyes, tan skin, twelve, sixth grade.

Skye Williams- brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, seventeen, 12th grade, keyboardist in Heaven’s Bane

Jackson Williams- brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, nineteen, out of school, drummer in Heaven’s Bane

Chase Matthews- blond hair, green eyes, tan skin, eighteen, 12th grade, Skye’s boyfriend.

Others- Backstreet, Good Charlotte

Here is their story!



I scanned the room carefully from my perch on the railing, and hopped down when I saw a familiar blond head working its way through the crowd. The person stood in front of me, and I smiled. My boyfriend, Backstreet Boy Nick Carter stood in front of me, tall blond and handsome. My name is Alyssa Jaynes, I have black hair, hazel eyes, and stand at 5’7”. My identical twin, Anne-Marie Jaynes, and me are seventeen turning eighteen in four months. Anne-Marie is going out with Benji Madden of Good Charlotte. We live in Washington DC with our dad, who owns his own label, AMME records. Anyway, our mom died when we were little, so now we live with our dad. Anyway, I hugged him, and said, “Took you long enough.” He laughed, and we glanced over at Anne-Marie, or Annie for short, dancing with Benji. I smiled, and grabbed Nick’s hand. “Come dance with me.” I said, dragging him to the dance floor. Teenagers danced so close you couldn’t really tell where one body started and another ended. The nuns had tried to separate them to three inched apart, but they lost that battle, I looked like a naughty schoolgirl. Nick and I started dancing to “Let’s get Loud”, by Jennifer Lopez. Nick had his hands on my hips, moving us up and down. I leaned back into him, and said, “I’m glad you have a bit of Spanish blood in you.” “Why.” “Because you can dance really good.” The song ended and Nick led me away from the dance floor to where Benji and Anne-Marie were waiting to leave. We left and headed to Pop’s, a pizza place three streets away from where Anne-Marie and I lived with our dad. The guys ordered, and we girls headed to a booth. Catcalls followed me, and I said, “You’d think the guys would shut up.” I plopped down on one side of the bench, and waited for our food. When the guys came, we ate the pizza in silence.

The next day when Anne-Marie and I got up, we had to get ready for a gig. Our band, Heaven’s Bane, was performing at a local charity event. It was Anne-Marie, our friend Skye Michaels, her nineteen-year-old brother, Jackson and me. Skye played keyboard, Jackson drums, Anne-Marie played bass, and I played electric. Both Anne-Marie and I sang lead since we both had good voices. The charity event was for hurricane victims down south. I finished getting ready, and went down to the car Anne-Marie and I shared. After we loaded all the equipment in, we drove to the arena. Skye was sitting on the hood of Jackson’s car, talking to her boyfriend, a kid named Chase. I smiled, and helped Jackson set up for our slot since we were on first. Then we sang with other bands a song called “Come Together Now”. If you ask me, it sounded a little too pop like for my taste. Don’t get me wrong; I like pop music, but not too much. Anyway, Anne-Marie and Skye pulled me into our dressing room we shared with all the other girls, and we got changed into our usual outfits. We got onstage, and waited for the curtain to rise. When it did, Anne-Marie started playing our song, “Savin’ Me”:

Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

Then I joined for the chorus:

Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

Then I sang the second verse:

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
Then the chorus came again. We were having the time of our life, and to us that’s all that mattered:

Hurry I'm fallin'

All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh, I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'


I smiled, and looked out into the crowd of people while Anne-Marie and I sang the chorus. Then came the last line of the song we all sang:

Hurry I'm fallin'

The crowd went wild, and we ran offstage. I sat down on one of the available couches, and soon a girl walked up to me. “You sing in Heaven’s Bane, right?” I nodded, and she smirked. “Sorry to say, but you guys stink.” I got up, and said, “Which band you in.” “Greek Authority.” I rolled my eyes, and sat down, watching her try to flirt with Jackson, who wasn’t having any of it. “Look, you insulted the band I’m in, so lay off. And I’d never go out with a girl with too much makeup on. Good Day.” We all cracked up, and she stormed off to her band mates, one of whom, I might add, looked just like the girl we had just laughed at. “Greek Authority you’re up.” They ran onstage, and Natasha, a solo singer, came backstage. “Hey guys.” She said, coming over. We have known Natasha since 1997, when we first met her at a local gig. We were fifteen, and Jackson was seventeen. I had been sick that day, and Natasha had offered me something to clear my head and throat. I had accepted, and we became good friends. I found out she goes to our school, and has a brother the same age as Will. Anyway, after all the acts were done, the announcer told everyone we would be performing Come Together Now. It was showing support for Hurricane Irene victims, even though Irene only happened a few weeks ago. Anyway, there was a lot of people performing this song, so we had to stand in front of and on the stage. Then the taped music started:

ELI RAMIREZ
One World, One Love, We can make a difference
Every time it’s a tragedy, we all break down
Gotta stay strong, can’t loose faith now
When I got the news, I was LA bound
We all weathered the storm, everybody safe now
You can make a difference, got to start today
Seen hopes and dreams get washed away
Never stop the faith
And on behalf of myself and Dr. Dre
I pause to say, we love you
NATASHA
Just when it seems that all your hope is gone
COLIN ROBERTS
And pain is all that you can feel
GREEK AUTHORITY
When there’s no place for you to run or hide
PETER FLORENCE
Just remember this one thing
HEAVENS BANE
There’s always someone there for you
Who really feels for you and cares
YAHIRA SIMONS
So this is what we’ve gotta do (now it’s time)
GREEK AUTHORITY
Come together
Now’s the time to lend a hand
MATT INGELES
Come together
Only then we’ll understand
ROBERT JACKSON
Reaching out can make a difference just do all we can
COLIN ROBERTS. / JACKIE HARRISION
Calling every woman every man
ROBERT JACKSON
To come together now
JOSE RAMOS
Sometimes I pray to the Lord, but I feel like he don’t answer
‘Til an angel came from the heavens, told me it’ll be better
After the storm, it must get calm
So let’s all just get together and just sing this song
FRANKIE CUTTER
We can’t let another moment pass
JACKIE HARRISION
Or another face without a name
DEREK REYNOLDS
If we give to them what’s in our hearts
STACIE MORRISON
Dreams are not that far away
HEAVENS BANE
There’s always someone there for you
Who really feels for you and cares
SANDY MARKSON
So this is what we’ve gotta do (now it’s time)
RYAN COLE
Come together
Now’s the time to lend a hand
DIANE TYSON
Come together
Only then we’ll understand
SUTTON WILDER
Reaching out can make a difference just do all we can
ROCKO WILSON / LEANNE GREY
Calling every woman every man
ROCKO WILSON
To come together now
STACIE MORRISON
There’s a hero deep inside
Together we can do what’s right
PATTY HARRISTON
Be the inspiration help to change somebody else’s life
ROCKO WILSON
We are brothers
DIANE TYSON
We are sisters
ROSS ALLARD
After all is said and done
QUENTIN GOLD / NATASHA
We are meant to be as one
FRANKIE CUTTER
Just come together

RYAN COLE
Only then we’ll understand
NINA TRUMAN
Sho makes a difference
SANDY MARKSON
Yes yes yes yes
DIANE TYSON
We can make a difference
SANDY MARKSON
Yes so we need to
PATTY HARRISTON
You should know that
ROBERT JACKSON
Oh you may cry late at nite
But that's alright go ahead
And cry
YAHIRA SIMONS
We’re meant to be as one
DEREK REYNOLDS
Only then we’ll understand
TREY FORGES
We only got one life to live
So pave the way and make it right for kids
So many of us out here walking blind
Talking blind
I ain’t lying
This the truth, not a rhyme
More love, less hate
To the people out there with no where to stay
Trey got a heart and in it there’s a place

MIKEY MARTIN (original demo singer)
Calling every
COLE LEWIS
Put your hands together
ELI RAMIREZ
Everybody come together
Be who you are, Say what you feel
Because those who mind, don’t matter
And those who matter, don’t mind
We as a people are an unstoppable force
And through determination and dedication
We can weather the storm
We are the people, the voices of this world
One Love
ROCKO WILSON
Now’s the time to lend a hand
ROBERT JACKSON
Even ordinary people like you and me
SANDY MARKSON
We can make a difference yall
Finally, Anne-Marie and I arrived home to see Will crying. “Will.” We yelled, running over. “He left us.” “Who.” “Daddy.” I looked at my brother and sighed. He looked just like our dad, except younger. He crumpled against the sofa, and I said, “Annie, what are we gonna do?” She shrugged, and we did the only thing we could think of, comfort him. He sobbed against our shoulders, and we let him cry.

Two hours later, I was sitting on my bed, black hair in my face. “Karma.” I muttered, looking out the window. “Aly.” I looked up, and saw Will standing there, tears coursing down his face. “Go back to bed Will.” He nodded, and I looked back out my window. He went back to bed, and I lay down on my bed. I stared at the ceiling, and sighed. “Aly.” I looked up again to see Nick standing in the doorway. “What’s up?” “Nothing, Annie called me.” I nodded, and he sat down on the bed next to me.

Song Credit to Nickelback, "Savin' Me"
A/N: i know Nick andd Benji are older, but i wanted them that age.
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