So, I honestly wrote this within a few hours and definitely have no idea where I am going to go with this story. Will it end with happy Bade? Maybe. Not so happy Bade? Maybe. Just come and join me on this emotional rollercoaster. Let me know what you think. :)
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A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.
-Mignon McLaughlin
They were supposed to be that one couple that was always constant. People were supposed to see them and say, "Wow, they're still together, after all these years?" Beck Oliver and Jade West Oliver were that 'it' couple. Hollywood adored them. They survived hell and yet, they were still standing. At least, that's what it looked like on the outside. It from the inside, it was a completely different story.
It started with a simple crack, but it just got bigger and bigger. Bickering became arguing, not facing each other in bed turned into Beck sleeping in a guest room, the insults got meaner and nastier until they could barely stand the sight of each other.
Beck was just getting tired. He loved Jade, but he was exhausted. Absolutely exhausted. And he didn't know how much more he could take.
"You're awfully quiet Beck Oliver." A voice called from behind him. He turned around and saw a blonde female walking towards him, his shirt hanging loosely on her.
"I'm just thinking Krista Miller."
"What are you thinking about?" Krista asked finishing her stride over to Beck. She swung her legs on either side of him and hooked her arms around his neck.
"Just a little bit if everything." Beck replied.
"Nothing in specific?"
Beck shook his head, "No."
"You want to know what I'm thinking?"
"Yeah."
"I think that you should stay here with me tonight." Krista said.
Beck sighed, "You know I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Well Jade-"
Krista groaned and rolled her eyes, "Jade. I thought I told you not to bring her up when you're with me."
"Well you asked me a question and I was just answering."
"Fine."
"Anyway, she'll get suspicious when I'm not at home." Beck continued.
"Tell her you're in the middle of shooting some really good scenes and they won't be done until late."
"Kris, I can't do that."
"Why are you still with her?"
"You know why I am."
"Okay but guilt can only drive you so far, Beck. You aren't happy anymore. Why keep yourself miserable?"
"I'm not going to leave her at a time like this. She's out of her mind with grief."
"That doesn't mean you aren't hurting any less than she is. She isn't trying to help you out. I'm picking up her slack."
"Look, things are crazy right now, but I promise that we'll figure something out."
"You really promise."
Beck nodded, "I really promise."
Beck didn't mean to start this affair. He didn't set out to cheat on Jade. Things just sort of happened that way. He and Jade stopped talking to each other, she barely got out of bed some times because she was either too depressed or drunk to get up. He and Krista were working together. It started out with just her listening to him vent. She was his shoulder to cry on. But then the emotional affair stopped, and the physical affair started.
Krista smiled, "Good. Because I'm really sick of sharing you with your wife."
"Breaking news! This just in that Jade West gave birth to a stillborn baby boy."
"Tragic news for Beck and Jade Oliver."
"Unfortunately the Olivers will not be bringing home a bundle of joy."
Jade shook the horrible memories out of her head. This was one of the times where she wished she could turn her brain off. The last thing she needed right now was to go down memory lane.
She poured herself a shot and was about to drink it when a voice interrupted her.
"Jade, you really shouldn't be drinking right now." Jade's best friend, André, warned walking into her kitchen. "Especially vodka at three in the afternoon."
Jade rolled her eyes, "Why not? It's not like I'm pregnant, or I have a three month old baby to care for." She raised her shot glass to her lips and knocked the drink back. "I mean, I'm supposed to, but I don't, so..."
"You've had enough." André took the bottle of vodka away from Jade's reach and walked over to the kitchen sink and poured the alcohol down down the drain.
"André! What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm not go to watch you drink yourself into oblivion."
"Yeah, and I'm not going to let you control me." She got out of the chair she was sitting in and started heading towards the bar, but André grabbed her arm.
"Jade, if I have to get rid of every alcoholic beverage you own, I will. And you know I'll do it."
Jade struggled against André's grip on her, but he didn't ease up. "Let me go."
"No."
"André, I'm serious."
"And so am I. Jade, I know what you're going through, but,-"
Jade looked up quickly. Her entire demeanor went from irritated to infuriated within seconds. "André, did you carry a baby in your stomach for 8 months?"
"No."
"Did you go to the hospital, expecting to give birth to a healthy, happy baby boy only to find out that your baby was already dead inside of you?"
"No."
"Did you bury your child?"
"No."
"Then don't you dare pretend to know how I feel or what I am going through!" Jade snatched her arm out of André's grasp and pushed him away from her. She took a few steps back."You don't know! Every day for the past 3 months, I have had a hole the size of Texas in my gut that just keeps getting bigger and bigger. I'm in my own personal hell, André." Her throat was constricting and her vision was getting blurry due to the tears forming in her eyes. "My husband and I barely acknowledge each other any more and he spends most of his time working so we don't have to spend time together, so please spare me. And don't judge me for drinking."
"I've never judged you and I never will, but I'm your friend."
"Can you be a silent friend then?"
"No, I can't. I care about you way too much to be a silent friend."
"Can you just leave? I want to be alone."
André took a step towards Jade, who took a step back. He took one more step. "Come here."
"No."
"Jade..."
"I just want to be left alone. Please."
André took too long strides to Jade and quickly wrapped his arms around her before she had the chance to fight him off. It didn't stop her from trying though. She flailed her arms wildly and tried punching his chest a few times, but eventually, she gave up.
"If you think I'm going to back down, you need to think again. I'm not going to leave you alone."
Jade liked order and neatness. No actually, she needed it. She felt the need to keep things organized and perfect, especially since the world around her was nothing but chaos. Anything that she had control over, needed to perfect.
She walked into her and Beck's shared office space, which was pretty messy. Beck didn't share her same views at time.
She made it over to the desk where there were books, pens, and papers all over the place. She quickly scooped the items and put them where they belonged. When Jade made it back to the desk, she saw that Beck left the computer on.
Ugh, he never shuts this thing off the right way, Jade thought. This is how the computer stops working.
She pushed the power button so she could get back on and shut the computer down the correct way.
Once the computer turned back on, Jade noticed that Beck didn't log out of his e-mail. She was about to log out when something caught her eye. He left an e-mail open from someone named Krista Miller.
Beck, I know you don't want me calling your phone due to the risk of your wife, so I decided that e-mail would be good and besides, you're always checking your e-mail on set. How are you? I know you're going through hell at your house and your wife isn't making anything easy for you. I'm glad you decided to confide in me. That's what friends are for right? Anyway, just know I'm always gonna be here for you.Krista.
Jade let out a sigh of relief. This Krista person was Beck's friend. She was just overreacting. But that didn't stop her curiosity from getting the best of her. She opened another one.
Beck, I miss you! When can you come over again? I miss talking to you.
And another. This date for this one was just yesterday.
Mr. Oliver, I'm getting impatient. When can you ditch that wife of yours and get your ass over to my apartment? I have something I want to show you. It's red, silky, and extremely tiny. ;)
Jade's stomach was in knots. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
She clicked on the latest one that was sent this morning.
Beck, I've done a lot of thinking about what we talked about yesterday. You need to come clean with your wife. I know she's dealing with a lot right now, but holding off isn't making things better. You need to ask her for a divorce and tell her about us. She's a big girl, she can handle it. Call me later? xoxo
Jade quickly exited out of the e-mail and forcefully shoved the computer off of the desk, sending it toppling to the ground. She turned around and kicked the chair over.
So this is what Beck had been doing? Sleeping with some random whore on the set of his movie, while she was at home practically falling apart at the seams.
Jade stormed out of the office and started pacing, anxiously. She didn't really know what to do. She wanted to find Beck and his mistress and kill them both. She wanted to hit something or someone.
She heard the front door open. Beck walked in and shrugged his jacket off, "Jade? Jade you here?" He tossed his set of keys onto a table near the door.
Jade looked to her right and saw a vase of flowers sitting on a table. She picked it up and hurled it at Beck. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"
Beck looked up and saw the vase coming towards him with lightning strength. He barely managed to duck in time, but luckily he did. "What the hell is your problem?"
"My problem is you."
"What?"
"Who the hell is Krista Miller?" Jade asked.
Beck's jaw dropped. He looked like a deer caught in headlights. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Jade's eyes darkened, "I suggest that you proceed with caution. Honey."
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TBC