"It's locked." Beck said as he checked the door.

We're in one of the lockers at Blackbox Theater because a Mrs. Tompson thought it would be a great punishment for both of us because we had not delivered one of her projects that until last week went into making the duo. But, hey, darling, news: Beck and I broke up; I do not want to do duo with him in stupid project anymore.

And as it always makes things worse, some idiot locked us up here.

"Really, Sherlock?" I said walking and checking a door myself.

"It's locked." He repeated.

"I wanted to be sure It's not like you're the best at doors to open, is not it?" It's locked.

"What?"

"Oh." I rolled my eyes. "Besides stupid you're also deaf."

"Funny."

"I try." I said with a small smile.
"Look, let's try to be friends, okay?" He asked calmly.

No way.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I said no!"

"You're impossible," he said irritably. So? Who cares?

"You're annoying."

"…"


"So, how's your brother?"

"It's none of your business."

"You won't make it easy, right?"

"No."

"And that's why we're done." Wow. Wow.

So will he keep blaming me all this shit on me?!

"Yes ..." I nodded.

"Yes?"

"Yes. And because you always blame me for everything."

"W-What..."

"And because you didn't opened that damn door at Tori's house." We can't forget this, can we?

"Jade..."

"Beck ..."

"Do you have to be like that the time?" He has asked tired.

"Do you have to be like that the time?"

"Fine." He shrugged.

"..."


It had been at least 40 minutes since we'd been stuck in this disgusting closet, and with each passing second I felt like I was going crazy a little more. When I seemed to have already lost all my sanity I thought it would be good also to finish losing my dignity.

"Beck?"

"Jade..."

"Why didn't you open the door that night?" I finally asked the question that had been haunting me since the night we broke up.

"Because I was getting tired of fighting with you all the time."

And then he took the easy way out. He gave up everything as if it meant nothing to him.

Nothing for me.

Just like my father

Oh.

Great.

"..."

"Why did you give me an ultimatum that night?"

"I thought you were going to follow me." Why should I be doubting? It has always been like that. Apparently some things change, is not?. "And you wanted to solve our problems without an audience of that stupid show and without your friends watching us."

"You were going crazy over every little thing ... And... And..." he said in exasperation.

"Newflash, Beck: I've always been like this. It's never been a problem for you before. "

"It is now!" Beck shouted.

Ow

That hurt.

He never screamed; Especially never to me. It simply was not in his nature. But some things are clearly changing.

"Your problem then." I said petulantly. Two can play this game.

"See, we can't even talk without starting to argue..." The Big Beck pointed out.

"Actually, no, I did not see it. It's dark here." I said like him was a idiot. What he WAS by the way.

"God, Jade. When did you start to get so childish?"

"On the second day of Vega's class and you two kissed in front of the whole class." I'm really good at pulling people's buttons, but maybe because Beck is usually a calming force almost robotic, the satisfaction becomes MUCH bigger

"I was acting!" He half shouted half exasperated spoke.

"Blah, blah," I scoff.

"I thought we'd already gone through this."

"We? You passed."

"I?"
"You!" I finally screamed.

"We talked about it."

"No, you talked about it. I just listened. "

"…"


"You did not even take my feelings into consideration." The words slipped from my lips before I could really think about it.

Silence.

Maybe he did not hear it.

"What do you mean by that?" Confusion was evident in his tone.

Apparently he heard.

"I mean exactly what you understood."

"Jade, you threw coffee on her head!" He fought back.

"So? You were my boyfriend. You should have stayed by my side." Ha!

"It was her first day of school."

"We had been dating for almost two years. And yet you stood by her side." The boy has no idea where his loyalty should have been.

That was obvious.

With me.

"…"

"I do not know what to say." He murmured.

"It's nothing new."

We began to hear noises of keys and voices. We got up from where we were sitting and approached the door.

Freedom. Finally.

When the door started to open, Beck took me by the arm and said, "Can we leave all this behind and try to be friends?" I could see that he was really being honest here, but why make it easier when I can make it difficult?

I tilted my head to the side and pretended to think for a few seconds. Looking into his eyes I gave him a smile, a real smile and said as sweetly as I could.

"No."