This chapter will be a shocker. And by shocker…I mean, like, shocker.
This one may have some content that's unsuitable for younger viewers. Children, LOOK AWAY.
Jade's POV
December 26, 1013; almost New Years Day. Yesterday, everyone came over for a nice Christmas dinner cooked by Cat. I never gave her that ten dollar bill…or the hugs and kisses. Anyway, I got some amazingly awesome gifts, man. Tori got me some ear rings and a nice note, reassuring me that we'd be together for a very long time. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Beck got me a script from his new movie in which he wants me to star. God, that'll be an amazing opportunity. Could you imagine it? A Beck Oliver film, starring Jade West; go see it! Go see it now!
Cat got me a DVD of me and Sarah singing an NSync song together about two years before she died. I remember shooting that video. We thought we were all that and a bag of chips. I tell you, when we were together, both of us acted like our shit didn't stink. I know that's a gross metaphor…but it's accurate.
Andre got me one of the best presents anybody's ever given anybody. Now that's not to say that I'm ungrateful for everything everyone got me. I just…this one just stands out more. Andre got one of his friends to mix Sarah and me into an NSync song. Like it was us, Lance Bass and the other two, besides Justin Timberlake and Joey Fatone. Such a great gift, man.
And last but not least, Robbie got me a new Odyssey putter. It may not have been symbolic, but hey…if a present has to do with golf…I'll be your best friend forever.
When everyone left last night, Tori and I were very tired. It was mainly her, but I was pretty drained. When we were lying down last night, I told her I was going to take her to the San Bernardino Mountains for a little getaway before graduation and the wedding and stuff. I also told her I rented a cabin and that I was gonna fuck her brains out…in a matter of words.
I decided for us that the best time to leave for the mountains was around nine o'clock in the morning. And if anyone knows me, they know I'm a stickler for time. Like, I cannot be late for anything. I just can't do it. I'm fucking crazy. I know I am; not even gonna try to deny it.
"Tori, come on!" I yell up the stairs.
"Hold on, Jade! I'm getting ready!" She fires back.
"We're running late! How far behind can you be?!"
"I mean I'm not far behind. I'm just packing some…extra items. Some….fun items that are…fun." She smirks.
Well shit on me. She's learning how to be sexy…with her teasing and shit.
"What kind of fun items?" I ask her as she walks down the stairs.
"Oh, just some things that are long and…some that vibrate and…others." She smiles.
"You fucking bitch. You're such a fucking tease." I say, shoving her shoulder.
"Just you wait until you see what I'm gonna wear around the cabin. Can you say…silk?" She says, seductively again.
"Get in the damn car before I throw you in the trunk, pull off to a motel, and fuck you there." I threaten. That shuts her up real quick.
When I put the key in the ignition and heard the engine starting up, it sent chills throughout my body. There's my random thought of the day.
"So where are we going again, Jade?" She asks.
"I've wanted to go up to somewhere cold and snowy…just for a little getaway, so I decided to run us out to the San Bernardino Mountains. It's about an hour and a half away, so we'll have plenty of time to sing like morons while we're heading up there. There's the adapter for my Pear Phone. Hook it up and play whatever you want. Just…promise me something." I say.
"What's that?"
"Don't play Justin Bieber, Demi, Miley, or anybody like that. I can't stand them." She gives me a questioning look.
"What's wrong with Demi Lovato?" She asks, raising her eyebrows.
"I don't have anything against her, I guess. I mean…I'll listen to her if she's on the radio, but I won't, like, go out of my way to listen to her. I guess it's kind of a stretch to say that I can't stand her." I answer.
"And Miley?"
"Good God, there's a ton of things I could say about Miley. One: in 2012, she got an awful haircut that made her look…awful, I guess. Two: she took a naked photo of herself that was intended for Liam Hemsworth, yet somehow managed to be leaked over the internet in a matter of days. I say she sold it to TMZ. Three: she made that stupid twerking video. And everybody knows that if you don't have an ass, you can't twerk. I mean, I think you can tell if you don't have an ass. But no…she had to take the video and put it all over the damn internet. Four: the girl stupidly twerked against Robin Thicke. And he's a married fucking man! So…that being said…she can't twerk, yet she still does it. Not only that…but she twerked on a man who is married to Paula Patton. I'd have to smack her in the face if she did that to you!" I finish my little rant and she's just sitting in the passenger seat nodding.
"Alright then…I agree, I guess. And don't worry. I'd smack her first." She smiles.
"Why is that?"
"Because there's no telling where her ass has been; it could be covered in germs and icky stuff." She answers.
"You can twerk on me if you want." I smirk at her, sensually.
"Baby, I'll twerk on you all day long. I think I have enough ass to do it with, but I think I'd rather grind on you." She smirks back.
"I like the sound of that. You found anything to listen to yet?" I ask.
"Umm…yeah; how about this?" She puts my phone on the console.
As the music starts to play, I start to hear a song I'm extremely familiar with. Slowly…I recognize it even more. Hunter Hayes's voice comes out of the speakers.
"I'm booking myself a one way flight
I've got to see the color in you eyes
I'm telling myself it's gonna be alright
Without you baby, it's a waste of time, oh."
"I freaking love this song!" Tori screams.
"I know you do. But here…" I grab the phone, "…I want to hear one song and you can have it the rest of the way, okay?"
"Okay. Pick a good song, though." She tells me.
I nod, scrolling through my huge music library. Brad Paisley, Carrie Underwood, Taio Cruz, Faith Hill, Kesha, Eminem, Elizabeth Gillies, Leon Thomas, Ariana Grande, Victoria Justice, One Republic and Mariah Carey are among the artists I have on my phone.
I narrow it down to a few artists: Liz Gillies, Kesha, or One Republic. I soon remember that One Republic sings my favorite song in the world. "Okay. How about this one?" I say.
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars, yeah we'll be counting stars
I see this life like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
And my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and you shall find
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I could lie, couldn't I, could lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars
I feel the love and I feel it burn
Down this river, every turn
Hope is a four-letter word
Make that money, watch it burn
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Everything that kills me makes feel alive
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be, counting stars
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons are learnt
"Absolutely…one hundred percent….my favorite song ever; didn't you like it, Tori?" I ask.
"Yeah, that actually wasn't bad. Who sings it?"
"One Republic. I'm waiting on them to either come to Los Angeles or San Diego so I- we can go see them in concert. Wouldn't that be fun?" I smile.
"Yeah, that would really be something to look into! Now give me the phone." She grabs the phone from the console. "It's Hunter Hayes time."
Tori's POV
Hunter Hayes just has this way of moving you, man. He's just got this great voice and a great personality- so I hear. I have a feeling that he won't grow up to be an ass like Justin Bieber. I think he'll grow up to be an awesome guy.
"No! I don't want good and I don't want good enough! I want can't sleep, can't breathe without your love." I sing.
"Tori, you've had this song on loop and we're almost there! Can you please change it?" Jade begs.
"I un-plug the phone from the adapter and put it in her purse. "Sorry." I laugh.
As we pull into the drive way of the cabin, all I can see is snow. I swear…it never snows in Los Angeles. Seriously… it doesn't. Even though it is an unfamiliar sight, it's still one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I can't believe we're going to be up here for the weekend. I'd stay forever if I could.
"You ready, Tori?" Jade asks. I'm a little confused.
"Um….ready for what?"
"Why, to check out the bedroom of course." She smirks.
I smile right back and follow her, while carrying my bags, into the cabin. It feels like it's heated by its own air conditioning system, so unless the power goes out- which sounds like my luck- this'll be pretty comfortable.
"Well…there's the bed." Jade points out.
I'll mess with her a little bit. "And your point…?"
"Am I gonna have to throw you on that bed?" She asks.
"Why would we want to get on the bed for?" I poke at her again.
"I guess I will have to throw you on the bed."
Soon enough, I'm off my feet and onto my back, lying on a quilted bed. Jade now straddles me.
"You just don't know how long I've wanted to do this to you." She sucks on my neck.
"Hazlo para mí." I say.
"Shit, that was sexy. What did you say?"
"I said, 'do it to me.'"
"You're too sexy."
"Me estragos como la puta que quieres que sea." I use Spanish again.
"No clue what that means, but it's still sexy." She laughs, fondling my breasts.
"That meant, 'ravage me like the whore you want me to be.'" I say.
"I wouldn't consider you a whore." She removes her shirt to reveal a black lace bra. "But I sure would call you a slut when it comes to sex and stuff. But you're my slut."
"Sí nena, yo soy tuyo y sólo tuyo. I'm yours and only yours." This has to be making her hot.
"Yeah, that's right. You're mine, bitch." She snarls. Normally, I'd be bothered by being called a bitch. But since it's Jade and she is treating me like I'm her bitch….I'll let it slide.
Her hands are now running freely over my body, as if it were her own. The way her fingers feel grazing the ticklish spots on my stomach…. It sooths makes me squirm. It makes me wiggle. It makes me hot.
Her lips are trailing down to my naval and god… that is definitely a tickle spot. That one really makes me jump.
"Oh…" Jade says, "…I never knew about that spot. How come you never told me about it?" She's smirking.
"I was waiting on you to find it, but… you are a little slow with those types of things. It seems like after being engaged for seven months you'd know where all my sweet spots are." I say.
"Speaking of that," She backs away from me, "when are we going to finally get married?"
I sit up, putting my shirt back on. I guess sex or "kind of sex" is over. The question hits me like a sack of bricks, because I honestly don't know. I mean, I really don't.
"Well…I- I don't know, Jade. When do you want to get married?" I ask.
"Tori…I love you. And I really want to spend the rest of my life with you. But we've been waiting an awful long time and I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of waiting on something that's right in front of me. I'm ready to take what's ours and I'm ready to be with you forever. You still want that too, right?" She asks.
"Of course, Jade. I love you more than anything in the world. I would want nothing more than to marry you and be by your side until I die. But after all this time, we haven't talked about anything. I mean nothing. We haven't discussed what the main course will be…like steak or fish. We haven't discussed whether we should use tulips, lily's or roses as the flowers. We haven't gone dress shopping. We haven't done anything that it takes to have a wedding." I rant.
"Screw that stuff. Screw the fairy tale wedding. What's the point of a wedding?" She asks.
"To have a perfect day. To…"
"No. That's not what a wedding's about. A wedding should be about two people who love each other coming together to be with each other forever. It should be about you and me celebrating our love for one another. Screw the chapel wedding. Let's get married in a court house. Because you know what? No matter how I get married to you, whether it's by a dude dressed up like Elvis in Vegas or if it's a real ordained minister, I know that I'm going to be yours and that you will be mine. And that's all I really want. You, Tori." She finishes.
"In the four years that I've known you, you've never said anything so touching to me before. And just to hear you say that our day doesn't have to be huge makes me really understand how much you love me. So…what do you say, Jade? Let's get married in a week." I say.
"You have no clue just how ready I am." She smiles.
She lunges in a kisses me. Heaven. Sweet, blissful, Heaven.
Was it bad? It ended up being shorter than I wanted it to be, Review. I'm so disappointed in myself.