I run for another few days, I don't know how long (time is kind of a blur) but I figure I really need to shower.
That's when I hit San Francisco. From behind the thin layer of trees, I see the traffic gradually get thicker and then bam—I'm in front of the Golden Gate Bridge. I blink, and then wonder if I should just turn around and find a smaller suburb. But something tells me I shouldn't go—and I don't; because hey, if I'm in this weird world at least I might have some fun, right? Right.
But seriously, I need a shower.
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I've got this huge dilemma. Yeah, you can't just walk across the bridge. That's illegal? Probably. And I don't really feel like getting arrested. Maybe if—
"Hey!"
I look away from the bridge and to the side, where the voice came from. A man pulls over in a cab.
"Need a ride?"
I glare at him. He seems nice enough, what, with his dentures and suspenders, but you never know. I really wish I would've stolen something useful like a pocketknife earlier. With that I could've survived in the wild, get my own TV show. I roll my eyes at myself, this walking is getting to me, and I focus back on the dude.
"I don't have any money…"
The driver leans over and pops open the passenger door. I look at him suspiciously.
"Free of charge."
I gulp, quickly thinking. What if this guy is really a pervert? What then? …But then again, what do I have to lose? My virginity? Uh, hell no. Pride? Dignity?
I hop into the car.
Whatever.
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I internally groan again as the man tries to start a conversation. I immediately tell him to stop near a random shop, and he does so. I get out, nod, and give a quick: "Thanks," before walking hurriedly off. With my bag still securely on my shoulders, I sigh and stand still as the taxi pulls around the corner. What now? Well I need a place to stay, but that costs money. So I need to get a job, but where? I frown, and stand there in the middle of the sidewalk. What now?
What now?
What now?
The phrase repeats itself in my head. It's annoying. And it's stupid. It's stupid and annoying. So I begin walking again, because that seems to be the only thing I've been doing lately. I stay to the side, away from everyone, and my mind begins to drift off. Why was I dead, earlier? I gulp, and look at the ground. Don't think about it, don't—I do. Soon enough, that's all I can think about. Why was I dead? Why was I dead? A new sentence has moved in, and oh my God, my head is killing me.
I look up from the sidewalk, and then the ground beings to shake.
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(Tori's POV)
Beep…
Beep…
Beep…
I look up from my spot in the recliner; Andre, Cat, and Beck are gone. Beck had been convinced to finally eat something, and Andre and Cat took him out. They'll want to hurry, I look over at Jade's still form, so that means I've got about fifteen minutes. I blink, lick my lips, and my skin begins to sweat. I stand up anyways, and shakily walk towards her bed. I fall onto it when I get to her bedside, but quickly set my fists on it so I don't land on top of Jade. My lips part and I gulp again. A hand hovers over her jaw line, and then a lock of hair. A grip the dark brown strands with my fingers, softly. I lean forward, my lips brushing against Jade's nose. Maybe—
My lips crash into hers. They're cold, so, so cold—but warm at the same time. It's hard to explain. I clench my eyes closed, screaming in my head for Jade to wake up.
Wake up, dammit!
Wake up!
Jade's arm jerks.
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(Jade's POV)
I scream, clenching my head—make it stop! Make it stop!
People look at me strangely, calmly. How can they when the whole world is moving? I close my eyes, and then blindly, I begin to run. Again. I want to run the hell away. No, I want to go back. I want to go back, dammit! Do you hear me God? Well? Do you?
The ground shakes as I fall on it, my hands and knees scraping onto the cement. I choked sob comes out of my mouth. People crowd around me now—leave me alone—and whisper. I freeze, my eyes wide open. The ground isn't shaking. Oh my God. I'm crazy…
I hurriedly stand, tripping up, and then sprint off. Cars honk as I ran into the street, people yell as I push them away. I have to leave, I have to leave.
"Hey!"
I gasp, my eyes begin to water (it's the wind) I a run faster.
"Hey!"
I gasp, but don't look around. Is that…
She grasps the back of my hoodie, and my feet slow to a stop. She pants behind me, her breath cooling my neck. My throat turns dry as my eyes dart around. We've stopped in front of a park.
Why is she here?
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(Tori's POV)
I gasp, and quickly pull back. A cry climbs up my throat, and tears form in my eyes. Oh my God. She moved. She moved. Her arm stills, and a sweep some hair behind her ear. I shakily whisper.
"Jade…?"
I gulp, my mouth going dry, "Jade…?"
She doesn't respond.
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(Jade's POV)
I freeze. "I thought you hated me."
The girl shrugs, and surprisingly, I hear her turn on a lighter. I smell cigarette smoke. I whip around.
"What are you doing here, Faith?"
She exhales, and smoke blows into my face softly. I cough, and she smirks, before shrugging. "I came to find you."
"Why?"
She pauses, and drops the cigarette, stomping it with her foot. She opens her mouth and doesn't answer my question.
"I loved Victoria."
Her eyes flicker up to mine, "But I heard what she did to you. I was mad. I was furious. How could she do that to you? So I stopped."
I frown, "How can you just stop loving someone?"
Faith shrugs, "It's simple, Jade. You just stop. You get rid of anything that reminds you of that person. You throw it away, and then you throw yourself into something so hard that you force yourself to never stop working for it."
"And that thing was finding me?"
"Yeah."
"But…" I frown again, "Do your parents know?"
She shrugs, "They're both on a business trip. It's not like they care."
I bite my lip. Why is Faith like this? …All laidback and uncaring? Where's that crazy determination?
"I still have it, thank you very much! I was just feeling rebellious, so you can quit asking yourself!"
With shocking realization, I realize I said my question out loud. Oh my God. I'm crazy.
Whatever.
"Well then… What about school?"
"I've actually gotten all the credit I need for a college application, as I entered high school a year early and work very hard, which proves that—"
I hold up a hand, "Hold it, Speed Racer. I get it." I drop my hand, and shift the book bag, "So you kind of dropped out of school? For me?"
Faith's small smile drops from her lips. She blinks, "I… uh… Y—yes."
"But why? We're not even friends. You gave up Glee club and cheerleading and high school for a fucked up person." I walk towards her, and push her forwards, back towards the sidewalk. "Go back, Faith."
"No." She turns around, "No. No, I am not leaving here without you, and slash or your friendship." She sticks out a hand, "We're becoming friends, Jade, whether you want to or not."
I raise my hand up, awkwardly shaking her's. Maybe, I think, I do want to be your friend, Faith. Maybe.
She then turns, her ponytail swishing, "Now all we need is a place to stay. And you need a shower."
I roll my eyes. As if I didn't know that.
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A/N: Oh HEELLO glorious comrades! Thanks so much for all of your reviews! I'm not really a big fan of this chapter, but whatever. The ground shaking and stuff was Jade's inside reaction to Tori's kiss, which was outside. And I bet you thought Faith was Victoria, right? Well you were wrong!
Anyways, a lot of people want Sinjin, so he'll be coming shortly. Maybe. (Just kidding, he's on his way.)
Deticated to: vicious boar, CheatingAtMonkeyBall.
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