Try
Summary: Jade West's heart was broken, and after all the work she'd put into fixing it she'd like nothing more than to never give anyone a chance to break it again. Tori Vega was looking to start over in a new town, to have a chance at a new life, and she'd like nothing more than to have Jade in it, but sometimes life doesn't make sense, and sometimes you just have to let it play out as it wishes.
Rating: M.
Warnings: Life happens and its not pretty, so prepare.
Coming back to this town could easily be ranked as the number one dumbest decision of my life to date, I really had no reason to return to the place where my ex fiance and his new wife lived, where I had no family left, and no real friends to speak of would seem to be a completely idiotic thing to do, unless you believe in fate.
I do not believe in fate.
But perhaps, if you were to believe in it, you would believe that fate brought me back to town 8 months ago, to suffer through the happiness of my ex, the announcement of their pregnancy, to lock myself away for months in a blind drunk rage, so that my eyes would open to an opportunity I shouldn't waste.
Of course like any other heart broken and bitter moron, I ignored the signs and arrows and the flashing neon lights, but not for too long. Maybe almost close to too long, because deep down I was afraid, as one should be when giving their heart to another human being, after all you can never truly know that the other person isn't telling on very intricate lie meant to humiliate you at the perfect time- but that would be an utterly worthless way to spend your life.
And I couldn't be scared of her forever- she would never stand for it. She was human sunshine, liquid joy and happiness poured into a human frame, an utterly perfect human frame. She was love and warmth and home rolled up into one slightly damaged human package. Her name was Tori Vega, and if you believed in fate than you'd say that fate was the reason I came home-so I could fall in love with her.
Tori Vega believed in fate.