Last Time on 'At First Sight'…
Gerard was about to let the two in, but then noticed Andre Harris, and gave a death glare. "Why in the hell is he here?" he growled.
Beck sighed, and hoped that Gerard would understand why they needed Andre and Jade to speak.
"Sir, We know all about what happened between Jade, Elli, and Andre. Which is kind of the reason that we are here." Beck began. "But we really need to talk to Jade. All three of us do."
Gerard sighed, shutting the door in the tiniest bit.
"Listen, if you're here to talk about Elli, maybe you should leave." he told the boys, his eyes becoming attracted to the ground.
"Why?" Robbie asked. Gerard eyed each of the boys, and not forgetting to glare at Andre, but then his eyes did something strange. They softened, and then began to water.
What?
"Elli passed away earlier this morning."
Two weeks later…
It was cold that morning, rain was pouring down from the Hollywood skies and fog covered the entire cemetery. All around Jade were the mourners; all dressed in black with tissues clung to their hands, the priest, who held an open bible in his hand. Yet, she didn't see any of that. All she saw was the casket, the casket that held her best friends dead body inside, the casket that was going to be buried, and never to be seen again.
She kept her lips in a tight, fine line, and her eyes open wide, in her attempt not to cry. She wondered if Ashton, the man who Jade knew did this to Elli, was even here. She swore, if she could just be put in a room with him, alone, for ten minutes, with her favorite pair of scissors, he would be the one being buried. She swallowed her breath as the priest made his final speech. The casket began to lower, and the deeper it got, Jade's eyes followed.
She felt as a warm hand pressed itself against the small of her back. If it was anybody else, she would have beaten them to a pulp, but she knew who the hand belonged to.
"It's okay." Beck whispered in her ear, rubbing his palm in small circles over her lower back.
"Jade?" she heard. She looked to her right to see the priest and everybody else was watching her. Sighing, she looked back to the casket, seeing that it had been lowered in all the way. Her heart clenched in her chest, realizing it was time to finally say goodbye to Elli. She walked forward, feeling Beck's hand remove itself from her back. She reached down, her slim hand picking up a fist full of dirt. Standing back up, she lifted her hand over the grave.
"I love you, Ellison." She whispered to herself, and dropped the dirt over her casket.
Beck couldn't have felt any worse for Jade. He absolutely hated seeing her in such pain. It truly killed him inside to see her look so dead inside. He couldn't help himself but just watch her as she stared down at the casket while about six men used shovels to cover the grave with soil.
When the service ended, Cat, Robbie, and Beck all stayed back to talk to Jade after she had spoken to Ellis family and friends. Cat had gotten cold halfway through the service, so when Robbie offered his jacket, she gladly accepted. Beck, on the other hand, was just down right unresponsive. He kept a close eye on Jade as she kept her ground, close to the gravesite, almost as if she just wasn't ready to let Elli go.
"Is Jade going to be okay?" He heard Cat ask in a small tone. He turned his head to see that she hung her head low, her eyes looking up at Beck. He sighed, and looked to Robbie who shrugged his free shoulder, since he had one arm around Cat to keep her warm.
Beck sighed and turned his attention back to a solemn looking Cat Valentine. He pursed his lips into a sideward smile, attempting to make her feel better.
"She's going to be just fine, Cat." he told her, turning his head to check on Jade. Something was obviously off about her. Her eyes lacked that spark that he had become accustomed with over time. Of course, he wouldn't expect anything else from her. God, she had just lost someone who had made her the person she was today, confident and composed. He swore, if Beck had the chance, he would have thanked Elli for helping Jade over come any fear or concern she ever had, and turning her into the beautiful soul he fell in love with.
"How do you think she is holding up?" Robbie asked Beck in a hushed tone so Cat couldn't hear them. Beck could only shrug his shoulders.
"If I knew, so would you." he sighed, his hair falling into his eyes.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Robbie asked, his eye brows coming together in confusion.
Beck eyed the curly haired boy next to him. "She hasn't been exactly open with me since that day at her house." he trailed off, looking back at the dark haired beauty who was now ruffling her cousins hair with an obviously fake smile plastered on her lips.
Probably for the sake of Elli's family…
"What even happened after Andre and I left? I mean, yeah, I we all have been avoiding the subject, but, did anything happen? At all?" he said, while Cat was too busy letting her eyes wander on the mourners attending the funeral.
"You have no idea." Beck responded, while reminiscences took hold of his brain.
"She's in her bedroom." Gerard told him as he shut the door in front of Robbie and Andre.
"Thank you, sir." Beck said, already making his way up the large stair case until her door came into his view. Of course, he didn't really know if it was hers, but after seeing the numerous posters of bands and different horror movies, along with caution tape, he was sure it was hers. He didn't even bother with knocking on her door, walking inside, he found what had to be the most heartbreaking and confusing scene he had ever witnessed.
He never thought he would witness a broken down Jade West…
Every light in the room was shut off, making it seem completely black. The only source of light was probably the three lit candles on a small dark table in the middle of the room. Admiring the dark and mysterious flickering of the flames, was none other then Jade, who had brought chair to sit right in front of the table, and watch as the candles burned out.
Even in the minimal light, Beck could still see the puffiness under her eyes and the redness of her cheeks. He honestly had to wonder how long she was crying exactly.
"Jade?" he said in a hushed tone. She seemed to have been pulled out of a trance of some sort, like she hadn't even noticed he entered the room until he spoke.
"Can you shut the door?" she asked, her voice cracking. "The light hurts my eyes." Which Beck did. He watched as her chest rose and fell with each deep breath she took. She wore her hair up in a bun, she had taken her extensions and eye brow piercing out, and she was clad in pajamas. Her face was free of makeup, and Beck had to take a minute to take in how gorgeous she looked in her most vulnerable time.
"Come here," he told her. Approaching her chair, she stood and gladly accepted his welcoming hug. He felt as her tears started to flood his shirt and to his chest. Her audible sobs broke his heart into tiny pieces. Her hands wrapped around his waist dug into his back while his were tightly clung to her lower back and waist. He rested his chin on top of her head as she cried, and she gladly accepted his shoulder, well, chest, to cry into.
"She was too young, Beck…" she trailed off. He felt horrible. He had no idea how to consol this broken girl in his arms. Yet again, he felt like he could do anything and she would instantly calm down. She was just that un-predictable.
"I know." he told her, rubbing her back in attempt to calm her. "It's okay Jade. It's all going to be okay." he told her, while closing his eyes to try and pretend they were in a better place.
"So after that?" Robbie asked. Beck shrugged his shoulders at his question.
"She cried herself to sleep, woke up, and pretended that nothing happened." he sighed.
"Incoming." Cat said, finally speaking up since she came back to reality. The two boys looked to their right to see Jade walking towards them. She had her arms crossed over her chest and her head kept low, staring at the ground. Beck sucked in a breath to calm himself down.
What was he supposed to say to her? 'I'm sorry your best friend just died?' No, she would most likely hate him for the rest of her life, and probably after her death. He wanted to know the right thing to do, but he had no clue how to find it. Maybe if he just put his arm around her, and didn't say a word, she would feel better. Or maybe, she would hate that. He never knew with Jade. It was just too hard for him to be able to read her emotions.
"Hey." she said, when she approached the three. Surprisingly enough, she kept a large distance away from Beck, almost as if she was avoiding him putting his arm around her. This made Beck nervous. What was he going to do now?
"Hi, Jadey." Cat mumbled out, pulling herself away from Robbie to pull Jade into a tight hug, which she gladly accepted. Beck couldn't help but notice as Cat hugged her, Jade's eyes squinted together, as if she was in pain.
"Hi, Cat." she responded, putting her arms around the slim girls waist.
"How are you?" Robbie asked when Cat finally released Jade from their hug. Jade merely sighed.
"Fine, I guess." she said, crossing her arms over her chest once again. She shivered, and this didn't pass Beck either. He examined her lace dress that lowered itself a bit longer then the middle of her thigh, and the small black shrug over her shoulders. Obviously, she hadn't come prepared for the weather, but yet again, she was Jade West. She was, or at least seemed, to be immune to anything.
"Here," Beck said, shrugging off his black dress coat and walking over to Jade. He watched as she flinched when he draped the jacket over her bony shoulders.
"Thank You." she whispered to him, making sure neither Robbie or Cat heard her.
Beck smiled at her, taking her hand in his and squeezing it tight. Robbie, who had taken the hint that Beck wanted a moment alone with Jade, had led Cat away from the pair, leaving them be.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked her. Jades eyes lowered towards the ground again. He didn't know if he was right, but it seemed as if she was afraid to talk about what had happened.
"Positive." she told him, shaking her head.
"Listen, Jade, I-" Beck started, but was interrupted not long after.
"Jade." a strong voice called from behind Jade. The two teens turned to see a taller teenaged boy, with dark hair and pale skin. He was clad in a completely black suit and what seemed to be very expensive looking pair of shoes, Rolex, and so on.
He was shocked when he heard Jade let out the ghost of a gasp. Her hand that had been latched onto his had automatically been gripped with all of Jade's might.
"Jade?" he repeated again, but in the tone of a question. He walked closer to her, and Jade backed up into Beck's chest.
"Please, leave." she told him in a broken voice. "You aren't welcome here."
"Gerard called me, Jade." he told her, and then looking to Beck in confusion. "Who's this?" he asked, nodding to Beck.
"None of your business." Jade snapped, gripping Beck's hand tighter, even if it was possible.
"Jade?" Beck asked. Jade turned around so her back was to the stranger, and gave Beck a pleading look.
"Beck, there is a lot that you don't know. Please, you would be so much better off without knowing." she said, tears welling in her eyes.
"I'm guessing you're the boyfriend." the intruder said, flashing Beck a smirk. "Allow me to introduce myself."
"Don't!" Jade cried.
"I'm Jet. Jet West. Jade's brother."
It was then that the tears Jade had stored in her eyes, poured onto the cemetery ground.
(A/N: Finally, an update from me! Enjoy chapter 21!)
~ Marnie