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Toris P.O.V

" So do you want to go see her or are you just going to sit there like a zombie?: I chuckled and I couldn't help but think of the irony. "Let's go see her." I say.

As I got up from the bed and I couldn't believe I just agreed to something so out of my control.

Your heart is located on the right side of your chest, protected behind your rib cage help up by all the other crap in your body; but as I walked into see her soundly asleep I felt my heart fall through my body, collapse, and land in my stomach.

"Jade?" I said, my voice shaky and cracky as if instead of hitting my head, I was punched in the throat. My eyes were fixaded on her. She layed there so peacefully with the little bandage on her forehead. I sat in the chair next to her completely unaware of Trinas presence who quickly rolled her eyes and left the room.

Thank goodness

"Why did you save me?" I asked her though she was sound asleep.

I reached over and I brushed her hair back with my fingers.

"What are you doing?" she asked as I quickly stood up, shaking from the sight of those awakened eyes staring back at me with a smirk.

"I was just moving your hair away from the bandage. What happened?" I asked moving myself back down the chair.

"That nappy haired weirdo, Sinjin lost control of the light and it fell hitting us."

"I already know that part."

"Then why the hell would you ask?" she sneered at me.

"I meant what happened to make you save me?" I questioned as I slowly pushed my chair back with my feet.

Out of no where Beck walks in holding coffee in both of his hands. "Are you ready to go, babe?" he asks Jade.

Bad timing

"Great timing!" she says with a smirk hopping off the bed.

Oh wonderful

I roll my eyes.

"See ya Vega!" she calls over her shoulder as she walks out the door slinging her arm around Beck's waist.


Jades P.O.V

Why did I save Vega? I don't fucking know. All I know is every second that goes by I regret it more because how annoying she is.

I took my coffee out of Beck's hand and kissed him on the check. Black with two sugars; just how I like it.

"I thought you might need it." Beck said while running his fingers through his hair.

"I sure do. My head is killing me." I told him.

"Yeah, I heard. How did it even happen?" he asked.

"I don't remember. I said my head hurts could you stop with all the questions?" I lashed at him.

"Yeah babe, whatever. I'll see you later." He called as he walked away.

Okay, maybe I don't regret saving her. Maybe that's a little far. But she doesn't have to rub it in my face. She's fragile. That light would have crushed her if I didn't jump in the way. That doesn't mean I care. That doesn't mean anything, and she doesn't mean anything to me…she can't.

I took a big gulp of my coffee to drown my thoughts. Some of it slipped from my mouth and as I went to rub it off with my arm I felt someone behind me.

My first instinct was to whip out my scissors but this someone had a scent that I knew all too well.

"Just because I saved your life doesn't mean you have to follow me around like a lost dog." I told the brown eyes staring back at me as I turned around.

"I'm not following you. I'm going home." she shouted back at me.

I could see she was upset. And it was probably because of me.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, Vega. Are you okay?" I asked.

Why do I even care?

"Why do you care?" she questioned.

"You hit your head too. I'm just making sure that it didn't loosen anymore screws in there." as soon as the words came out my mouth I knew I probably shouldn't have said them.

Jeez, can this day just be over already.

"Jade?" her lips spoke. The hair of my arms stood up and I desperately wanted to run.

"Yeah?" I asked awkwardly.

"You're in my way." she said, cold and hard.

"Wha-"

"The door? I gotta get home and you're blocking the door." she explained.

"Oh. Yeah, whatever. Sure. Bye." I said rubbing my head. I felt the bandage that covered the small cut that I sacrificed getting from saving her life. I kept rubbing the bandage, feeling the weird material underneath my fingertips as I watched her walk away. Soon she was out of my sight and while looking off into the distance running my hand though my hair out of frustration soon remembering someone elses hand doing that.

Who was that though?

I took the last gulp of coffee and threw it in the trash when I was done.

What the hell is wrong with me?