Beck
I stared in the darkness blankly. I was boring holes into Jade's bare back. Infuriated, I grabbed her waist and flipped her around.
"What do you mean you don't care? If bad things happen you're going to fucking throw me under the bus?"
"Pretty much," Jade said in an annoyed tone.
"What about your English grade? I'll rat you out on that, and if I'm gone Lane will be your teacher, and you won't get a good grade." I argued. Jade seemed to ponder it for a second.
"If Blondie in there gets the police involved, you're screwed no matter what. You're DNA is inside my vagina dude. And if I somehow mistakenly get pregnant, you're screwed even more, and there's nothing I can do. I can say its Andre's baby, but what happens when the baby's white and not black? If Blondie wants something from you, then there's nothing I can do. The only way I can do something is if she goes to Lane and says she thinks we're cheating or whatever. Then I can deny it. But there's not much I can do, Beck, so I wouldn't waste your time talking to me. I would talk to Blondie," Jade shrugged.
I sighed and pulled boxers on, and went into the living room where Sherrie was lying on the couch. I turned the lamp on and Sherrie looked at me.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"For what?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrow.
"Everything. For cheating on you, for leaving you because something happened that you couldn't control," Sherrie frowned.
"Why'd you do it?" I asked.
"Why I cheated on you? I don't even know. You were always so busy and tired at night that we never had time for that stuff and I just needed to get it out," Sherrie shrugged. "And that girl's father was supposed to be one of the best, looks like she's following in her father's footsteps," Sherrie laughed dryly.
"I hope not. She's talented," I muttered. "Anyways, I want to know what you're intents are. Are you going to tell the police?" I asked.
Sherrie shrugged, "It's probably the right thing to do, but I'm not exactly the most morally correct person. How about this, this can be our little secret if you forgive me for everything and we try to get back to how we used to be in college," Sherrie asked, biting her lip.
I pondered her suggestion. Did I want to get back together with her? Did I want to go to jail?
"What about Jade?" I asked.
"What about her?"
I rubbed my forehead. "I need money, a job, and she needs a good English grade. Every student in my class needs to pass their final in order for me to keep my job, so she said that if we have sex and that if I tutor her out of class time, then she'll work to pass her English final. If not, I probably suffer more than her because she's crazy talented and will probably be and actress or singer anyways." I finished.
Sherrie crossed her eyes and thought. "I have an idea. You keep doing whatever you're doing with Jade. We can keep our relationship a secret and look for a new job. Once you find a new job, you can stop with Jade, quit Hollywood Arts, and it won't matter. We can move across the country if needed," Sherrie smiled.
I frowned. Did I really want to do that?
Jade
That little bitch. I looked over to where Beck and Blondie were talking 'quietly'. Well, I could hear every word they're saying. He wasn't going to leave me hanging. No way in hell. I would rat him out if he did that. I would tell the police, make up a sob story that I went to his house for tutoring and he raped me, and he would be in jail for the next 50 years.
That's what I'll do. Beck kissed Sherrie softly and I ran back in bed and closed my eyes.
"Jade?" Beck whispered.
"Yeah?" I fake yawned, forging sleep.
"Sherrie said that if I lend her a place to stay for the next few months until she gets back on her feet, she won't tell," Beck smiled.
Liar. Wait… A new idea popped into my head and I smiled and I flipped around to face him. "I'm so happy Beck. I'm sorry that I said I didn't care about you earlier by the way. It's just- I'm used to guys asking me out, and I- I think I love you but I wasn't sure if you loved me back, and I'm going to be 18 in a few months! And then nothing will be illegal Beck," I smiled weakly, using the acting skills Sikowitz taught me.
I saw him melt and glance out the bedroom door at Sherrie.
"Jade, I- uh-"
"Shhh and I think we should be honest with each other from now on. I feel like I haven't been honest with you Beck," I sighed, nearly gagging at my romantic words. Would he catch on? This is so out of character for me.
"Are you being serious? This isn't your usual facade," Beck said.
I shrugged. Gotta make this more believable. "I know. I thought maybe you'd like that romantic cheese better, but I am being serious Beck. I've never had to say this to anyone."
Beck melted even more, and then looked really conflicted.
"So what do you say Beck? Sherrie stays with you and then when I turn 18 it's you and me?" I asked. I just need Beck until I passed my English final. Then I was done.
"Yeah," Beck smiled falsely.
I grinned. Oh, poor Beck. Someone should've warned you to stay away from the manipulative me.
Sorry for a slow update! I'm going to be out of town Monday and won't be able to update for a week or so!
Sarah
