After reading the message, which had brought him straight back to reality, Robbie slowly rolled back over on his bed. His bed, wow, it really felt weird to think that, as he really didn't feel this bed belonged to him at all, at the moment. In his mind, it was like all the acts he'd performed yesterday, were performed by someone else in someone else's house. He still couldn't quite comprehend the fact, that Jade was now lying completely naked, in HIS bed. Yeah, his bed, the same bed on which he'd first made love to Tori. Tori, his girlfriend, the girl he'd always been so in love with and still was. ' Oh my god, how am I possibly gonna explain this to her? She's going to hate me.', the thought just flopped into his head and he was unable to get rid of it after that. His train of thought was cut short, when all of a sudden, the previously motionless body on top of him, started moving. Robbie couldn't help but shudder as Jade's hair lightly tickled his chest. She felt so… different from Tori. And it wasn't the kind of different he liked. It felt so wrong to lie there, with anyone other than Tori.
As soon as he realized this, tears came leaking from his eyes yet again. When he realized Jade was staring at him, he quickly tried hiding his face in embarrassment. but sadly, he was unsuccessful, seeing as his arms where knelt between Jade's body and the mattress. He was about to look away, when he felt a soft hand, caressing his tear-stained cheeks. At that, he slightly lifted his head, to stare right into Jade's blue-green eyes. " Robbie, are you okay?", she asked, worry clearly evident in her tone. He flinched, before he forced himself to shut his eyes. Then replied in a hoarse, broken whisper: " No, no I'm not. " " Well, then let me fix it.", the Goth purred seductively, before propping herself up, to subject him to a gentle kiss.
Robbie's foolish, traitorous lips were about to move along with Jade's, as he suddenly remembered just exactly how wrong all of this was and jerked his head back. " No, Jade. We can't do this." It seemed that his rejection of her advances, didn't sit too well with the Goth, as she shouted " What the fuck, Robbie?! We had mind-blowing sex last night and now, you won't even kiss me?!" " It wasn't mind-blowing, Jade! It was a mistake! You were a mistake!", The ventriloquist yelled, letting all of his warped emotions get the better of him.
It was only when Jade had slapped him hard across the face, that he realized just what his words had stirred inside of her. They were the exact same words her father always said to her, when they had one of their many arguments. " How dare you?!", the pale girl roared, her face now growing bright-red in sheer fury. " How dare you?", she repeated in a weak voice, the first signs of a crying fit, already very clear, as wetness started pooling up in her eyes. Robbie sighed, he wanted to apologize, but at the same time, he wanted to push Jade as far away from him, as possible. He didn't want to end up, making a second mistake.
He took a deep breath, before he started talking again: " I... I'm gonna go downstairs now and when I come back up, I want you up and dressed, understand?" Jade said nothing, she just continued letting out her pain quietly, as Robbie quickly pried his body loose from hers and got up. As he stood in the doorway, he took his chance to coldly make a second announcement: " And Tori's coming by at seven, I don't want you in here when she arrives."
After he'd said that, he walked out the door and went downstairs to try and have some breakfast. It was when he approached the kitchen, that he heard it: a loud, hysterical shriek, followed by the sound of breaking glass. Wasting no more time, he immediately rushed back up to his room and opened the door, but… Jade was nowhere in sight. Then, he recalled the sound of glass getting smashed and ran into the bathroom. That's when he saw the mirror, or better: what was left of the mirror. Shards of glass, were now scattered across the floor, forming a path, leading up to a tragic figure sitting next to the toilet bowl: the figure of Jade West.
Robbie gasped, as he finally understood the situation at hand. Jade had smashed the mirror, with her hand… the same hand, that was now bleeding profoundly. " Jade… dear god. What did you.. How did you…" " How's that for broken glass, Shapiro?", she whispered bitterly, before getting up and brushing past him. The ventriloquist quickly turned around. " Jade, wait. Let me help yo…" " No! I don't want your help, I don't need YOUR help!", the pale girl spat, backing further and further away from her former lover. " Come on, Jade. You're hurt...badly. You do need my help." " Fuck you!", she yelled, getting right into his face, before hitting him again, with her uninjured hand.
" Will you stop t…", Robbie got out, before Jade grabbed his face and started aggressively kissing him. Much to his own surprise, Robbie soon found himself returning the kiss with equal intensity, but when Jade's hands began to fumble with his robe, he pulled away.
" I love you.", the Goth girl whispered. " and I know you feel the same way." The puppeteer frantically shook his head, then said: " No Jade, you're wrong." " But I felt…" " You couldn't have felt anything, because I DO NOT love you! I will never be in love with you, cause my heart already belongs to Tori! Don't you get that?! Don't you…see that?" His last phrase came out weakly, as he felt the tears coming up again. This whole situation was just beyond fucked-up. He swallowed, before continuing: " Beck loves you… Beck wants you." " I don't want Beck, I want you! You stupid geek!", Jade shouted, with equal emotion. Robbie turned away from her, then said: " Please, go home. Just... it's not right for you to be standing here, right now." Jade huffed audibly, before managing a: " Fine." and storming out of the room, brutally throwing the door into its hinges.
Seven o'clock in the evening
As soon as the doorbell rang, Robbie ran over to the hallway and opened the door. There she was: Tori Vega, all cheerful and bright smiles and just… so perfect. All of it just caused Robbie to feel even more guilty. " Oh my god, Robbie, I'm so happy to see you!", she exclaimed, before enveloping her boyfriend into a bone-crushing hug. " I'm happy to see you too." Robbie tried his hand at enthusiasm, but found himself failing miserably. When she heard his tone of voice, Tori quickly released him and gave him a look filled with concern. " What's wrong, baby?" Robbie deftly cleared his throat, before replying: " Nothing, nothing, I'm just stressed, I guess." " I know just the solution for that.", Tori said, as she winked suggestively at him. " So, what's in the bag?", Robbie inquired, only now noticing a small pink, paper bag, clutched tightly in the Latina's hand. " It's my surprise… my surprise for you.", she whispered seductively, before she gave him a sweet and loving kiss.
As soon as they kissed, Robbie felt that magical current pass through him again and only now, did he truly realize he'd made a huge mistake in ever sleeping with someone else. It didn't take too long, for tongues to get reacquainted, as Robbie slowly led his girlfriend to the couch, pushing her down on it and kissing her ear, her shoulder and her neck. He'd missed her so much this past month, he wanted to just worship every part of her, for hours on end. He tried his best to put everything with Jade behind him, but wasn't successful, when Tori softly murmured an ' I love you' in his ear.
Hearing those three words, just set off that terrible feeling in his gut again and he hurriedly paused his actions and backed away from Tori. " Robbie.", the Latina whined, looking at him with expectant eyes. " Tori, Tori I just… I love you too.", He finally managed to say, telling his girlfriend what she wanted to hear. " Then, why'd you stop, silly?", Tori asked, playfully punching him, a wide smile adorning her features. " Because… my time with you is precious and I want to take things slow.", the ventriloquist tried. In a way, it wasn't a lie. He really had missed her an awful lot and since they still had a month to go with this project, their time was precious, as this was the only day, Sikowitz had allowed everyone some free time.
" Mmh, good answer.", Tori said, cuddling up to her boyfriend and affectionately pecking him on the cheek. " I've missed you too, you know. I hated being stuck with Sinjin, for all this time. You have no clue, how disturbed that guy really is. I went to complain about him twice, but Sikowitz refused to break us apart." " Well, Sikowitz is pretty disturbed himself, if I may say so." " Yeah, I suppose you're right."
Then Tori's tone changed, as she asked: " So, are you ready for your surprise now?" " Sure, why not?", Robbie shrugged, sending his favorite girl a small smile. " Come on then.", she said, grabbing a hold of his hand and pulling him along up to his bedroom. As soon as the puppeteer stepped inside, he felt himself getting consumed by nausea. It wasn't even twelve hours ago, that he'd been having sex with Jade in here. " Sit down.", Tori ordered him, gently pushing him backwards, making him land on top of the bed. Then she grabbed her mystery bag and pulled out a red scarf, quickly placing it over Robbie's eyes and tying it, at the back of his head. Then he heard her say: " Be right back.", followed by the sound of footsteps, distancing themselves from him.
It was only five minutes later, that the tan girl, graced her boyfriend with her presence again, as she straddled his lap and took the obstructing cloth away. " Surprise.", she purred into his ear, before sucking the lobe into her warm mouth. Robbie was momentarily flabbergasted. A nice cleavage was all that was visible to him now. A nice cleavage, in between two beautiful breasts, sitting in a black lace La Perla bra. That's when he started to cry again, both at Tori's remarkable beauty and the stupidity of his actions. " Robbie.", Tori exclaimed, a bit shocked. " Hey, what's the matter? Don't you… don't you like it?", the Latina asked, frowning. " No… I love it… I love you, I love you, Tori." " I love you.", he kept repeating, in between sobs.
" I love you too, please stop crying.", Tori said, grabbing a hold of his face and kissing him with all the passion she could muster up. The kissing escalated into a full-on make out-session, as Robbie flopped his girlfriend down on the bed and desperately started peppering every inch of her exposed skin with kisses. He wanted to show her how much he truly cared for her. As soon as his warm lips reached her stomach, Tori felt a warm tingle travel to her core. Overcome with lust, she quickly hoisted up her boyfriend and practically tore his shirt off. Robbie couldn't stay behind, so he frantically unclasped his girlfriend's bra and threw it against the far wall. Then he went back on the attack, as he fiercely bit her neck and massaged both of her breasts. " Mm Robbie, more."
She didn't need to tell him twice, as he lowered his mouth down to her breasts and placed several hickies on them. Tori moaned in surprise, as she stroked his hair. She wasn't used to this kind of rough treatment, but she kinda liked it. " Oh yes, Robbie. It feels so good.", she got out, her breathing choppy and uneven. Meanwhile, the boy in question, was trying his best to get himself worked up enough, but seeing his girlfriend in this state didn't seem to help at all. Frustrated, he swiftly yanked Tori's panties down and started nipping at the inside of her thighs, still: nothing. Going extremely far in his terms, he placed a sweet kiss right on her neither regions. " Oh god, please get inside me.", the tan girl gasped.
She hurriedly reached for his crotch, but was surprised when her hand wasn't met with… his excitement. " Robbie, you're not…", she asked, a confused look on her face. Robbie said nothing, just shook his head and turned away from her penetrating gaze. Finally, he spoke again: " I'm sorry, Tori. I'm so sorry, it's not your fault, I promise." " Hey, it's okay, I don't mind. Just being with you is enough for me.", the Latina spoke in a comforting tone, kissing her boyfriend's temple and stroking his cheek. There was a pause in the conversation, before Tori hesitantly asked " Do you… have any idea though, why you're not… you know?" Then, he let out his frustration, in the form of wet, salty drops, for the umpteenth time that day, cause he knew all too well, what had caused his failure: An all-consuming, gnawing, horrible, stomach-churning feeling of guilt.
A/N: Okay guys, I don't know about that little love scene at the end. Actually, I'm just generally unsure about this whole chapter. I also hadn't meant to put in that whole Rade-scene in the bathroom. I just… I don't know if anyone's gonna like this part. If you did, you know what to do, though.
Coming up: two dramas and a rather happy occasion.