Beck? Are you there? Please say you are.

Did Jade West just use the word please?

Shut up. I need you.

What's wrong?

I'm at my dad's. We're fighting and I need you to come pick me up.

You're fighting? It's 3 in the morning...

We stopped... I just don't want to be here anymore.

Where am I taking you?

Can I stay at the RV, just for a while? I'll try not to bother you too much.

It's fine. I'll be there in 10.

Thanks.


Jade.

Beck.

Jadelyn.

Beckett.

Tell me what happened. Now.

Why don't you just talk to me. We're in the same room.

Talking didn't do anything, and you know it. Now tell me what happened.

I told you, my dad and I were fighting. Things got heated and I had you pick me up.

That doesn't explain the bruise on your face.

Yes, I think it does.

Your dad did that to you?

Not on purpose...You of all people should know what he's capable of when he's angry.

Oh god, the window incident... the lump on my forehead didn't go down for days.

You had to get stitches too, don't forget about the stitches.

How can I forget? That was one of the best nights of my life.

Why? You spent half the night in the hospital.

Yeah, but I spent it with you.

In the hospital.

With you.

You still care that much about our memories?

I wouldn't give them up for the world.

Then why would you give everything up in a matter of seconds?

I couldn't take the fighting anymore Jade. Just like you had me come pick you up from the fight with your dad, I had to get away for a while.

Are you comparing our relationship to mine and my dad's? Because that's creepy and incestuous considering that after a fight like that we'd be having hot passionate make-up sex right now.

Eww Jade don't even say that.

What? The making out thing? You think I'm so ugly you can't even bear the thought of fucking me?

No Jade. You're beautiful. You know that's what I think. Just the thought of you and your dad... you know, together...

Okay, okay stop talking about it. It makes me want to vomit.

The thought of another guy being with you makes me want to vomit.

Beck. What the actual fuck. You broke up with me, remember? Why can't I be with other guys?

You can. It'll just make me sick.

You're sick in the head.

If you're seeing other guys though, why didn't you call one of them to get you?

Your name's first in my phone. Only reason. I would have called another guy in a heartbeat.

See, this is why I broke up with you. You're such an icy bitch.

The feeling's mutual. In fact, I'm happy we broke up. I just wish it had happened sooner, so I wouldn't have had to waste half my life with you. All those times we had, they meant nothing to me. They were just a waste of my time.

Give them back then.

Give what back?

The pictures, notes, trinkets. My shirts. The memories.

I've already burnt most of that shit, and you know that shirt was mine to begin with.

Give it back.

What are you talking about?

You know. The necklace.

No. I'm not giving it back to you.

Just return it as soon as you can.

No I can't. Just let me keep that one little thing.

Why? If the memories mean so little to you then why keep one measly piece of scrap metal?

It's stupid, but that's the one night I want to remember.

If it's so stupid, why not give it back?

Why don't you give me back the perfume I know is in your bathroom, the skirt that's under your bed? The bra I'm certain is still at the top of your closet? Why are you keeping all that? Who are you, J. Edgar?

Just give me it back Jade, and this can all be over.

Take me home.

I can't do that.

Why? Are you kidnapping me?

Your dad. He's still there isn't he?

Yeah.

I don't want him to hurt you anymore then he already has.

Since when did you start caring about hurting me?

I've cared for a long time. I don't think I'll ever stop.

Then why would you try to make me give the necklace back when you know it'll kill me? Besides, I know you still have yours hanging around your neck.

People say things they don't mean when they're feeling bitter.

For example: I love you.

That's one thing I can safely say I mean.

*Meant. Learn verb tense you dumb ass.

I know what I said.

You love me again?

Who said I stopped?


A/N: Oh heyyy. So I know I have other stories to update (and I should be finishing the rough draft of my research paper right now) but I'm using this to procrastinate... I have a few more of these short-ish little things that I was thinking about just dumping in one place (if people like this, that is). With that said, you should review if you like it, or even if you don't. If you do I'll give you a unicorn AND a cookie. :)