A/N: I know I promised to update daily but, I had a lot to do yesterday, like go and collect and KINGS OF LEON TICKET! Yeah thats right. This chapter is a lot longer, but idk I like it. So here is chapter three, I'm pleased with the response so far, thank you all!
Slán!
Chapter Three.
You had walked the halls of Hollywood Arts the past week with more confidence than you ever had, simply because you had gotten one over on Tori Vega. The cold had fought back and refused to allow the heat to thaw its surface and you felt notorious. You had smirked more than you had since the party, you had been ten times more ruthless than usual, and you noticed that you had an extra spring in your step. What could possibly bring you down? Tori Vega.
You had noticed the following day after your antics in the BlackBox Theatre that she wouldn't even look at you. Not during class, not in the hallway, not during lunch. She was ignoring you, and it irked you. For some alien reason, you had tried reaching out to her. Made a point of directing insults to her, trying to catch her eye, that only seemed to add fuel to her ever burning fire, as she continued to ignore you. You could feel that intoxicating warmth whenever she was near. It was a constant reminder to your senses. Everything that was warm reminded you of Tori, of how she felt, how she smelt and it was eating you alive. You had scrubbed your body that night when you left Blackbox Theatre. You had burned your skin with hot water and it did nothing but remind you off her. You scrubbed your skin until it was raw trying to rid yourself of her, but nothing worked. She was everywhere but nowhere all at once. Her nails trailed across your skin and her breath brushed your ear, but she was never there. You felt as if you had created an illusion of Tori Vega, of this blasting heat that felt so good but you knew was so wrong. Your mind screamed 'Back off Jade, back off." But your body worked off its own accord. You didn't understand what it meant. Why this magnetic force you felt yourself being warped into lately, was constantly pulling you towards Tori.
You speed through suburban L.A, your foot pressed hard to accelerator, knuckles turning white as you gripped the steering wheel. Kings of Leon blasted from the stereo, their sweet sounds normally calming you, doing nothing for your state mind. The lights from the busy city nothing but blurs as your car speeds, way past the limit. Houses and trees, nothing but blurs of colour. Rain pelting your windscreen as it fell hard only to be pushed away by your window wiper, lines of the acid water left on the windscreen. Rage over took your system as you turned left and started following a somewhat familiar route. You began to slow down as you entered the street, making sure to park out of sight of the house. The rain was still falling heavily as you reluctantly pulled yourself from the car, heavy boots dragging along the pavement, door slamming behind you as you walked slowly towards house at the end of the street. Rain soaked through your clothes, your hair stuck to your face as the wind blew harshly. You could see a bedroom lit up along with the living room as you neared. Fist clenched, mind blank as you walked up the garden and towards the front door. You knocked three times before you received an answer. A tired looking Tori answered the door. Her cell phone clutched in her hand, small framed glasses perched on her nose, sweatpants on her legs. IT either took her a minute to realize it was you or she honestly was lost for words. When you assumed she wasn't going to speak, you lifted your left arm in the direction of her living room and she moved aside to allow you in. Warmth enveloped you. Not the kind of warmth you had come accustomed to by being with Tori, but a warmth of family, of love, that you weren't used to.
You perched yourself on the arm of the chair nearest the kitchen, not caring about your wet body or state of mind. Tori stood next in front of you, a blue towel clutched in her hand, as she hesitantly passed it to you. You grabbed it with a curt nod of the head, not planning on using it as you stared blankly at Tori, who had a look of confusion and sympathy etched across her face. She simply stood peering at you, her mouth opening and closing. Even in your state you had it in you to answer the question she was dying to ask.
"My dad came home." You said it so simply, yet your eyes conveyed so much. Tori moved and before you knew it she was by your side, her hand running along your cold arm in a comforting manner. Your cold flesh suddenly became warm and you felt your skin melted into Tori's as she sighed. No one had ever met either of your parents, not even Beck, no one had ever been to your house. No one ever questioned you about your family, it was almost an unwritten rule amongst your friends. Tori said nothing she simply rubbed your arm as the rain dripped from the ends of your hair to the wooden floor.
"I haven't seen him in seven years and he just, fucking appears as if nothing has changed." You spoke through clenched teeth as your body tensed just thinking of your old man.
"I don't know what to say Jade, I never- no one ever speaks about your home life." You could hear and feel the sadness laced with that welcoming warmth as she spoke while by your side. You nodded not knowing where to begin, not knowing why you came here, why you found solace here.
"I- my mum and dad split when I was ten, not really a big deal I didn't see them much anyway." You inhaled a shaky breath as you looked at the caramel coloured wall in front of you. "My dad moved to Boston with his music company, mum stuck around until I was fifteen before she moved to Europe." You turned to look at the tan girl by your side, she nodded, sympathy and concern swirling around pools of chocolate. "They both have amazing jobs, so I was fantastic financially, my house is huge actually, too big for one person, anyway dad moved and mum moved they both send me checks every month with more than enough money." You bit back a sob as you spoke again. "My dad remarried when I was 12 he has two kids and a wife now, mum has some kind of ToyBoy in Paris and well I never hear from them, not at Christmas or my birthday, just when the check comes in the mail. Dad came back to ask me if I wanted to sign with his label in Boston." Sobs shook through your cold body as you collapsed into warm arms. Heat instantly clouding around you, you already felt the liquid that stuck to your skin begin to evaporate as you curled into a warm body. Hands automatically clutched to your back as sweet nothings were mumbled in your hair, you're not too sure how long you stayed there, crying into Tori's shoulder, curled around her warm body but eventually she removed you from her and led you to her bedroom.
You remember her attempting to dry your damp hair and how she delicately dressed you in sweats and a tshirt and lay you down on silk sheets. They smelled of lavender and assumed it was to help her sleep. What you remember most clearly is how she crawled in next to you and pulled you towards her as you curled around her. Shivering as her warmth melted your cold skin. As her hands protectively wrapped around you, eyes fluttering shut as she pressed a soft kiss to your head. She said nothing as sheets were pulled over bodies and light was turned to darkness. You heard her sigh once more before she spoke for the first time that night.
"I never knew that was how you lived Jade, a part of me is sorry for you but a part of me is also envious. I don't know how your parents could act like that towards such a wonderful girl," Hot hands massaged your scalp as she spoke, a soft velvet sound meeting your ears. "I feel like now I know why you're always so cold, you don't need to be. A little warmth isn't deadly and I think it may be what you need. Another sigh escaped her lips as you closed your eyes. "I'm not sure why you came here Jade and I don't think I'll ever know, but thank you." She placed another soft kiss atop your head as strong arms closed around you.
For the first time in your life, you felt the ice begin to thaw and your heart begin to pelt against your ribs as you fell asleep.