.Chapter 2.
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She's not looking for them when they find her. And he finds her by accident.
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"Haha This girl mean something to you Oliver?" Beck wishes he could pull himself back- focus on where they were- how tall he was, what weapons they had on them. The only thing he could focus on was Jades thick black hair twirled around his fist as he held his girl up in front of him.
Jade didn't scream in any kind of terror- she just glared at her holder- hands tied behind her back.
"Let. Her. Go." Beck says and he hopes they only hear the anger in his voice, and not the tremor.
Jade catches it though and whips her head around to face him, flinching as her captors grip tightens on her hair.
"I suppose introductions are in order." Another guy says coming around from behind a shed. "Im Trent."
"Nate." says the other pulling once again on Jades hair this time hard enough to make her yelp.
"See, boss thinks youd best be brought down before you start climbing the latter you see?" Trent says slowly making his way towards Jade, his steps painfully loud against the earth. "We were informed- *this*" he punctuates by forcing Jades chin up to meet his. "is the best way."
Beck's hand was already slipping into the back of his jeans, his hands subtly brushing over his red bandana.
Nate presses his lips against Jade's and he watches her fast contort in disgust as the two of them old her in place, when he withdrawls- a long line of spit shoots from Jade's mouth and across his face. He poises his arm back to slap her- and the sound of unlocking the gun is left to hang in the air.
"Think about that Beck." Nate says lowering his hand, wiping the spit off of his face in the process. "You can kill me, maybe." He says shrugging, like he's done this thousands of times- Beck wonders if he has "But she'll be dead be-"
Nate never finishes his sentence- and the sound of the gun has Jade flat on the ground and a small clump of black hair twindling in Trents hand- only for a moment before he joined his partner on the ground.
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Jade sits with Beck at the tattoo parlor less than four hours later.
"Two more blood drips." Beck says taking his shirt off and throwing a wad of cash on the counter. "Except make them black."
The tattoo artist raises an eyebrow, as he throws opens up a clean needle to place into the gun.
"Id do it again." Beck says calmly as he laces his fingers through hers- the only sound between the three of them is of the gun pouding into Becks olive flesh.
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Andre confronts Beck two days later as they walk out the door of Sikowitz's class.
"Why the fuck do you have this?" Andre says snatching the bandana out of his pocket.
Beck snatches it back with more aggression than he intends too. "It's just a bandana Andre'." He says slapping on his signature smile.
"That's not any bandana my cousin had one just like it and he…" Andre starts as Jade walks over and drapes her arm possessivly over her boyfriends shoulder.
"and he what Andre?" Jade says blue eyes threatening "You really have the nerv to accuse my boyfriend of-"
"Hey hey hey!" Beck said reigning her in by the shoulders. "How bout we take a walk…over there!"
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"Do you think he fell for it?"
"Yeah."
"We're phenomenal actors."
"Which is exactly why youre still going to school here."
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you."
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"Oliver."
Beck raises his head to meet his peers, "Sup?"
"Youre in shit man… one of those guys you popped." His voice drops suddenly as if not to cause a comotion, or maybe just for dramatic effect but he whispers "It was the blacks main younger brother. You fucked with their leader man…"
He doesn't gulp exactly, but the moment he's sure he's alone- he does kinda of throw up.
Beck texts her with shaky fingers.
"Stay away from the rv. One of the guys from yesterday…it was our rivals younger brother. I don't want you anywhere near me anywhere we go do you understand?"
He bites his lip, and wills himself not to cry.
"Hey Oliver!"
Beck tucks his phone into his pocket- and strides a few feet from his pile of vomit to greet his peer.
"Sup?" He greets casually, wondering how easy it was to learn how to hate a word. Sup? Was code for what do you want- and they always wanted something of some sort from somebody.
"Boss man told me to give you these- 50 a pop, spread em around your highschool you dig? Half the cuts yours if you sell em all."
He doesn't want too- but if its between other people and Jade, there really was no thought to it.
"What is it?" Beck asks holding out his hand to accept the orange tablets.
"They keep you awake. Kind of like meth. Except easier to get a hold of and you get in less trouble if your found with that shit on you."
Great.
"Yea. Okay."
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Becks not in class again- and Jade skipped out on lunch- Cat goes to look for her, and Tori finds her by accident.
Jade's curled up behind a bookshelf black mascara trails staining her face; Tori kneels beside her and rests a hand on her knee unsure of what to do.
"Jade- what's going on?" Tori whispers and she wants her voice to sound soothing- but she think it just sounds quiet.
She glares at her and doesn't say a word but instead wills her away with her eyes.
Tori doesn't persue it, because she doesn't know how too, and when she opens the library door to leave- she tries to ignore the sense of dread rising in her gut.
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Jade finds the pills under his mattress about a week after he got them. She's not sure what she was looking for exactly, she was just looking for something- since he cant tell her well- anything.
He comes in a few minutes later to see her, arms crossed on his bed and he knows she's not happy.
"What are these?" She's shouting and thrusting the pills against his chest and in his face. "Are you on DRUGS Beck? You didn't want me to sell MYSELF but your.."
He grabs her by the shoulder and presses his lips against hers.
Her nails find there way to his shoulders and leave little cresent moons even through the thin material of his flannel shirt. He finds himself ripping her black tanktop as he yanks it over her head and one hand smoothly (from plenty of practice) unsnaps her bra. Her hands pull greedily at the zipper of his jeans- the pills fallen forgotten onto the floor.
It's not the most pleassant sex- it's animalistic and angry with clawmarks littered across Beck's back, and bite marks viciously covering her shoulders and breasts. There's grunts, and moans, and screams and not all of them pleassurable.
But by the time they're both finished- they both look a little more alive and a little less like they're falling apart.
"I'm a dealer, not a buyer babe- I would never do that shit." He murmurs against her forehead tasting her soft warm skin. He's constantly reminded that it's unbelievable that he's capable of loving somebody so much.
"Do you ever wish it was me?" Jade says not bothering to look up at him. "Do you ever think Id be better at it than you I mean?
He chuckles. "That mouth of yours would get you into nothing but trouble."
She elbows him in the chest flopping away from him, "Shut up." She says, but she's grinning. He wraps a sly arm around her waist and gives her nuggies until she's laughing so hard she cant breathe.
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"Okay. Does anybody know whats up with Beck and Jade?" Tori says flopping down, tray klinking against the table.
"Beats me." Andre says shoving his peporoni pizza into his mouth.
"Becks just been sick on and off silly" Cat pipes up "So it's no wonder Jade's been leaving on lunch to check on him. I remember this one time when-"
"O-kay! I get it, I mean, I guess if he's so sick we should come by and visit him" Tori says a slow smirk crawling across her features.
"That's a great idea!" Cat squeals jumping up to a stand. "Im sure they miss us too! We could bring-"
And her tangent begins.
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Random Fact:
-Most tattoo artists hate when you call what they tattoo you with a gun. "It's not a gun- its a machine." I chose gun to make it sound more morbid. Go me.
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