~Chapter Three~
"Are you ready?"
Sam's blue eyes were soft as she spoke and Jade hated it. Even though her friend meant well and that look on her face was not pity it still pissed her off. She loathed the feeling of helplessness that swept over her because she was leaving her life here.
"Yes," Jade murmured as she tore up the piece of paper in her hands. It was a photo of her and Beck on her birthday. They were smiling and laughing and she hated it because it reminded her of another place and time. Of a time where she was happy and in love.
Now… now that meant nothing. "We need to go." Sam's words echoed off of the bare walls and Jade made her way past her friend, trying to hide the tears that were threatening to spill over.
She was Jade West after all, she didn't cry.