Helloooooooo again! Betcha never thought you'd find me on Fanfiction again so quickly - especially with the sequel to my last story! I may as well have just carried the last one on, considering it takes place immediately after, but considering the ending got so many positive reviews, I didn't want to mess with it so it wasn't the end... if that makes any sense? I've big plans for this new story. I might not update quite as often as I did last time, however I'll try my very, very hardest. Again, I'll take the first couple of chapters quite slow. There's not really much to review on this chapter, but I would appreciate it if you would... just so I know if you're liking it or not, and if you want an update. The last story got so many great comments - would be great if this one could do the same! If you haven't read 'I Didn't Mean To, But' - DO IT NOW! This story MIGHT make sense if you don't, but I think you'd enjoy it more if you did. Anyway, read, review, THANK YOU!
Beck's POV
After Tori left that night, I struggled to grasp the concept of what had just happened. She had come to finish something that hadn't technically even begun, and then left with a new boyfriend. How I turned that around I'll never know, but apparently a lot of kisses is the appropriate method. Oh, and a headband of her favourite flowers.
She left last night with a heavenly smile frozen on her face, and once she'd disappeared from sight, I realized that I looked much the same. I stared at the now-closed door as I flopped on my bed, exhausted. When Jade left, one of us was usually caught in a bubble of annoyance after losing our temper with the other. It was usually Jade losing it with me, but whatever. The point is that Tori left me beaming from ear to ear; genuinely happy because something had finally gone right. It was an actual miracle to realize that things actually could turn out okay.
Still, Tori and I had a far from perfect relationship. It doesn't work when there are three of you involved: me, Tor… and Jade. She hasn't eased up; she's still on Tori's tail, messing with her head and telling her that she's going to get me back.
"Tori," I held her in my arms, kissing the top of her silky brown locks. "She's not going to get me back. I'm yours."
She smiled up at me, and I think she hoped that it would reassure me. It didn't; I could see that faintest look of sadness cross her face as she asked herself, 'Yeah, I'm his now, but for how long?'
"You think we can survive this?" she murmured out loud.
"You don't?" I questioned, turning her face with my hands. She wouldn't look at me. I couldn't believe that the only irritating thing about her was that she didn't believe we were strong enough to handle it, and it was all down to Jade. "Tor, do you want this to work?"
She scoffed as though I'd asked her the most ridiculous question in the world, "More than anything."
I nodded with satisfaction, "Then it will. Have a little faith."
Her hand slid into mine so perfectly; the spaces between my fingers were where hers were supposed to be, and she knew that. It had never felt like that with Jade, not properly, but I'd be lying to myself if I didn't admit I felt a similar connection at the beginning of our relationship almost three years ago. However, it was unmistakeably stronger with Tori – both of us were in it, whereas with Jade and me, it was one or the other. We both pushed at the same time or we both pulled, it was never how it should have been.
"Can I ask you something, Beck?"
"Of course, Victoria Vega, what do you want to know?"
She sat, her eyes swivelling in a million different directions. She bit the inside of her gums, and I could sense her brain ticking away. Finally, she tore her head from my chest and stared straight at me. Her voice was barely a whisper, "When you look at me, what do you see?"
I let a lobsided smile play around my lips and spoke as soon as I realized what she'd said. I knew exactly what to say to make her happy, and it was a delightful bonus that I happened to be telling the truth, "I see the girl I was always looking for."
She breathed out and kissed my cheek. I'd lied to Jade for months about why we were in a relationship. Honestly, it was for all the wrong reasons. I didn't feel the same towards the end, but I still tried to fix things because I felt like I owed something to her. If it wasn't for Tori, I'd never have noticed how miserable she was making me. It was incredible how I could be so honest with Tori; how every single thing I said about her wasn't a lie.
"Hey, how did you get out of your relationship with Kane and make him not bother you again? Maybe I could try it with Jade."
"Is your Dad a cop?"
"Erm, no."
She grinned, an absolutely beautiful grin, "Good luck with that then, Beck!"
I responded her by tickling her mercilessly. She kicked and squealed and giggled but I wouldn't give in until she managed to splutter, "If you don't stop, Beck Oliver, then I swear I will never kiss you again."
"Damn you, Vega!" I replied, sticking my tongue out at her. She just laughed. When was the last time I tickled Jade? Oh no, that's right, we never did anything fun. The most exciting thing we ever did was watch the sunset, and even with the most romantic atmosphere, that bleak, porcelain girl managed to turn it sour.
