Oh, if you still love me
Don't just assume I know
Baby, remind me (remind me)
The world hates her.
Really, it's like, the only logical explanation because absolutely nothing else will make her understand just how her luck seems to run out exactly when she needs it most.
Although, if the gleam in Beck's fucking deer-looking eyes and the smug grin planted on his face serves as any type of indication, she can almost bet that he had something to do with Sikowitz suddenly deciding that they would make a good pair to act out as the leads in the new school play. You know, because the bastard took away all her leads with Beck when they were dating but now that they're done, now he casts her alongside her stupid ex in one of those overdramatic and oh, so, typical teenage 'I need you more than life itself' relationships.
Like, seriously?
Of course, she's not going to turn down the role because, um, hello, it's actually a meaningful character (romantic bullshit to the side) and it's the first time she gets to be in the spotlight since forever ago. She's not about to miss out on her chance to shine and remind everyone of exactly how talented she is because she just can't seem to cut off all communication with Beck, regardless of how hard she tries. Or, because, you know, she happens to have, on occasions, trouble with managing to remind herself that no, his hand should not be under her skirt. Plus, there's this whole debacle in which she just swore to him he'd never touch her again, and kissing him during rehearsals and on-stage basically defeats that statement.
Obviously.
She didn't throw a fit when Sikowitz told her though. She shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes to show her annoyance, determined to act as if news failed to faze her in the slightest. She was so not giving Beck the satisfaction of knowing that he still managed to crawl under her skin and make her want to tear her freaking hair out. Or his, preferably, but either one works for her at this point. To top it all off, that was just the start of her day. Then came lunch…
And that's when things got interesting.
In the shape of Tori Vega.
So, she and Vega got off to a pretty rocky start and they'll always be rivals because she is the only real competition she has in this whole freaking school but, Jade won't deny that somewhere along the way, much to her dismay, they actually sort of became friends. Okay, so it's more like Tori always tried almost desperately to be her friend and Jade finally accepted it or whatever. Against all odds, and she will deny it until the day she dies, Vega is basically her best friend for all intents and purposes. Technically.
Jade finds it kind of fucking amazing (on her part) how she's actually not angry at Tori over Beck trying to kiss her.
Like, it finally dawned on her that she couldn't dislike her (as much as wants to) because a certain douche (she's not one for pointing any fingers but, um, cough, Beck) had a tendency to hit on everything that moved. Tori, for all her faults, was actually like, pretty and ridiculously sweet so it wasn't hard to guess that she'd be his next target. And, you know, he's kind of fucking gorgeous (because life really is just that unfair) so she can't really blame Tori for getting doughy-eyed when Beck turned on his charm on her. It took them breaking up for Jade to realize that when it came down to it, Tori was freaking loyal to her, so much more than Beck ever was.
And now she sounds like she's about to run off to have a lesbian affair with Vega.
Just great.
Anyways, if there's one thing that manages to still piss her off about Tori, it's her freaking ability to notice everything. Like, she just opens up her big, brown eyes and sees all these things she should not. Mix that in with her complete lack of timing and inability to keep her comments to herself and you've got yourself a great, big awkward conversation. Kind of exactly like the one they had when she noticed the hickeys on Beck's neck and blabbed about the finger-shaped bruises on her hips before she shut up with an "oh", when her mind finally caught up and made the connection. In front of everyone.
So now, the whole school's rumoring that she and Beck had rough, dirty sex because they just can't control themselves and she's just that easy.
Point in case.
Jade had always sworn that the whole slut reputation would never go with her.
Well, hardy har-har.
Okay, back to the present. She's sitting on Beck's bed, popping gum in a way she knows annoys him and reminding herself that yes, she does have to be here and they actually do have to rehearse if they don't want Sikowitz to snatch away their roles. Her boots are off and so is her jacket, revealing her lacy, black dress because even though it's officially November, it's still ninety degrees outside (gotta love that California weather) and Beck happens to live in the one RV that could run for the world record in having the worst air conditioning unit in the history of life. Of course, she has dibs on the bed because it's basically the only comfortable place to sit in the whole place and she's not about to sit down on his crappy couch with the messed up springs that stick themselves into her back and leave her sore for hours, thank you very much.
The fact that she knows that if she shifts her arms and discreetly arches her back in just the right angle she gives off the image of her waiting to be ravished (Fuck, did she really just use that word?) is only a bonus.
If there's one thing Beck's always had trouble with, it's the whole concept of look, don't touch, and Jade knows just how much the boy likes to touch her.
Not that she's going to let him tonight anyways. Really.
Jade loudly pops another bubble as he stares at her through narrowed eyes, his annoyance obvious. They've been in the same stalemate for the past half an hour, both too stubborn to be the first to break their silent war. He groans loudly, running his hand through his hair like he always does when he feels stressed, before getting off his seat and walking outside, slamming the door behind him. That's okay though, because it means she's winning, and she can always tell Sikowitz that he refused to rehearse and someone else will be given his role. Hell, she heard Ryder Daniels wanted the role too and he's like, twelve different kinds of attractive so, you know, it's a win-win for her.
Yeah, he's like a douche too, but he's a hot douche; and she's had her fair share of practice with them so there'd be no harm done.
Sensible.
"I'm sorry I tried to kiss Tori."
The words ring through the air and Jade's head snaps up so quickly that for a second she thinks her neck might break as she tries to catch Beck's gaze. He looks remorseful, but more than that, he seems angry, frustrated.
"No, you're not. You're just pissed off you crashed with her and that you got caught," she scoffs, bitterness evident in her voice because obviously he wouldn't be apologizing if Tori had actually gone along with it. He'd be off, having the time of his life and flaunting his new relationship in her face because his pride can't get over the fact that she's moving on without him.
"That's not true! See, this is why we broke up; you're always jumping to conclusions without listening to me," he accuses, his brows furrowing and his fist clenching in anger as he tries to rein himself back in. Jade stands up, grabbing her jacket and boots and making her way to leave because, you know what, she's done with this. She's done having to put up with all his little accusations and the way he fucking blows hot and cold and fuck it all, she's not his girlfriend anymore so, no, she doesn't have to stay.
"We broke up because you're an asshole," she contradicts, and she's almost out the door when a hand grips her arms and pulls her back inside, shutting the door behind them and pushing her until she sits back down on his messy bed. He moves away from her and stands in front of the door, crossing his arms across his chest and looking like a fucking caveman or something. Seriously, his hair makes him look just like a freaking dog guarding his bone.
"You're not walking out on me again before we talk about this," he grounds out, his voice thick with anger, daring her to try and leave before he gets what he wants. "I didn't walk out on you!" She yells, ready to deck him in his pretty face so he'll move the fuck away from the door and let her get on with her life in peace. "I gave you a fucking choice and you made your decision. Deal with it."
"I didn't want to break up, I just didn't want to keep going on the way we were. I mean, weren't you tired of all the fighting? Of how difficult being together was?" He defends himself, willing her to understand his point of view. Like, seriously? What is he expecting from her? Like, is he really waiting for her to say, 'oh, it's okay, babe. I get it, now lets have sex and never talk about this ever again.'?
Yeah, that's not going to happen.
"Oh, really? Than why did you go after her as soon as we broke up? Why didn't you come after me so we could talk about it?"
He stops, a blank looking entering his eyes as he stares at the girl who was basically (and still is) his world for the past three years, and tries to decide how to answer her seemingly simple question. "I… don't know," he stutters out, but they both know that's a lie. His eyes look guilty, and Jade's a fucking pro when it comes to picking out liars.
"I think you only want me because you think I'm easy. Because I was stupid enough to let you get in my fucking pants and believe everything you told me about forever," she accuses him, her legendary temper flaring in all its glory. Her nails are digging into the skin of her palms as she clenches her fingers into fist but she can't bring herself to care at this moment. "I think you only want me again because I don't want you anymore, because I'm moving on and you get nothing and no one."
Silence and tension fill the air.
"I thought that maybe she was what I wanted," he confesses. "Someone sweet, simple, who'd be easy to be with. I thought that maybe if I was with someone like her, I'd be able to finally get you out of my head and move on. But it wasn't easier, and my head just kept comparing you both all the time and I fucking missed you so much, that even if Tori had gone along with it, it never would've worked out."
She'll admit it, those words fucking sting.
Jade stands up from her seat, slowly walking towards him until she's standing eye to eye with him. His eyes are hopeful, why, she has no idea. It doesn't matter anyways; she doesn't care what he feels right now. All she cares about is making sure he knows exactly how his fucking messed up way of being makes her feel, how much of an ass he really is.
"That's really funny, you know," she starts, and she's actually quite proud of the fact that her voice is still strong and clear. "Because, while you were out looking for something better, I was waiting for you. Because, darling, all I ever wanted was you. And now, I don't anymore."
He seems shocked, and she knows he was waiting for any other reaction besides that. He was probably expecting her to throw a bitch fit or something similar, and in another time, she would have. Not anymore though, because now, she's not the same person she was months ago. She's grown up, found her ground and realize that she can't depend on a stupid boy as much as she did, regardless of how much she may have loved him. And, okay, so she still misses him and wants to be with him, but whatever, they're all things she can deal with. As long as he keeps his hands away from her, she'll be just fine.
"You didn't even give us a chance to say goodbye."
That pisses her off.
"Okay. See, this exactly what I mean," she groans, because it's so typical of him to change the subject and pretend nothing happened. She's about to start arguing with him but stops when an idea crosses her mind. "Fine. You want to say goodbye, go right ahead. What do you want? A last lay for old time's sake? A blow job? Tell me, what's it gonna take for you to come to terms with the fact that we're done and for you to leave me the fuck alone? Anything you want," she offers, wanting to see just what his answer will be. Exactly what she was worth according to the great mind of Beck Oliver.
"Close your eyes," he demands.
Jade does as she's told, closing her eyes and waiting for him to make his move. One of his hands rises up to her neck, burying his fingers in her hair as he angles her head to the right, giving him access to her delicate skin. She can feel his breath fan across her cheek as he leans his head forward, stopping when his lips reach her ear. "Anything I want?" he whispers as his free hand traces up the side of her hip in a pattern that makes her breath catch in her throat. She nods, not trusting her voice to come out as anything more than a squeak.
"One last chance."
His words send a shiver down her spine, and she swears her legs want to give out on her when he presses a kiss to edge of her lips before letting her go. Her eyes snap open and they're met with his determined ones, ready to fight her on her promise. "What?" she stutters out, sounding like an idiot.
"That's what I want, Jade. One last chance for us, and if that doesn't work, I promise I'll leave you alone."
She stares at him, making Beck feel likes she's burning a hole into his soul, before nodding, "Okay."
The smile he gives her makes her want to groan because of how freaking cute it makes him look.
She feels weak for giving in so easily but like, she gave her word and shit. And like, you try saying no to Beck when he's staring at you the way he is at her. She's not that easy though, and she's more than going to make him work for it if he wants to get back in her good graces (and pants). And, you know, it kind of makes her fucking melt that out of anything he could've asked her, all he wants is another chance to be with her.
So, they're not like a typical, lovey-dovey, so sweet it makes you sick, couple, but whatever.
They like it like that.
So, sorry for the delay. I kept changing this chapter so many times and somehow all of this came out in the past few hours. I think I have one more chapter left on this story, which would take place a few weeks after this chapter, and it'll be much more like the Beck and Jade we all love to write about. It just didn't feel in character for them to have full-out sex after the end of the last chapter and without some type of confrontation first.
On that note, thanks to all the people who reviewed! Your feedback was awesome and I'm glad you guys like the story.
Next up, the making up (and out).