Author's Note: Hey guys. This is a bade fic. So hope you like it. Enjoy and review! Please be nice. (((:
"Go get married so you can leave this house. Leave this house now." yelled Beck's dad.
"I'm sorry dad. I promise, this won't happen again." Beck replies.
"No, i've given you enough chances, now leave." Mr Olivers said.
Beck walks away in despair. He goes back to his RV and drives away to Jades. He knocks at her door.
"Beck?" Jade asked, "Why you here? It's like 2am in the morning."
"Sorry, well me and my dad sort of had a fight. And he wants me to get married and leave his house." Beck told her.
"Oh, well Beck, thats harsh. But the thing is..." Jade stopped.
"Well the thing is what Jade?" Beck asked.
"The th-th-thing i-i-is, i'm sort of not ready to get married. Beck, we're only 18." Jade continued.
"But Jade, my dad is being harsh. I have to." Beck said back.
"I'm sorry Beck. You can stay at my place if you want." Jade offered.
Beck nodded and went in. He was so devastated. He sat down in front of the fire with Jade.
"Jade? Can you get me some hot chocolate? Don't forget the cherry on top." Beck asked.
"Naah. You get it yourself." Jade replied as she smirked.
Beck, being lazy just ignored her and forgot about getting a hot chocolate.
"Jade. I don't wanna wait till we're 25 till we get married. I've only got a week, before I get kicked out of my house. I can't stay at your house." Beck told her.
"Well, I hate weddings. I hate kids. I hate those white dresses. They frustrate me, just like pink pants." Jade replied.
"Pink Pants? Serious?" Beck said.
Jade stares at him and gives him a hug, before she walks upstairs and goes to sleep. Beck, not getting bothered, stays out there in the fire thinking. What should I do? I don't wanna live my life sitting in the streets begging for money. I don't wanna be like that. I just don't.
Jade, peeking at the top of the stairs, watched Beck as a tear drops down his eye. Jade stares in sadness as her Beck starts to cry.