There's only 1 thing, 2 say, 3 words, 4 you...

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Jade and I spent the weekend locked in her room, a few minor breaks to get food and drinks.

After Saturday, I called my dad to let him know I wouldn't be home before Jade and I curled up to watch movies.

So when Monday rolled around, and we had to go to school, it was hard. Hard keeping a distance from her, hard to keep from taking her in the janitors closet, in her car, in her room when we went back to her house after school.

"Mm, phone alarm, Riley's bus," Jade murmured against my lips as she reached into her pocket.

"Go," I said. "I'll start my homework up in the kitchen."

I grabbed my bag, following her upstairs before we parted ways near the kitchen.

I took my laptop and notebook from my bag, along with a pen and started my laptop up while I flipped through the pages of my book to find the assignment notes I jotted down today in class.

"That's so cool, Riley. You should show Tori, I'm sure she'd love it," I heard Jade say, turning to look at the doorway as the footsteps came closer.

"Riley!" I beamed at him, holding my hand up for a high five as he ran over to me.

He slapped his hand into mine before holding up paper with his other hand.

"Wow," I said, looking at the drawing. "Is that us at a beach?" I asked.

"Yeah," Jade said, going through Riley's bag. "Maybe we should take him to the beach this weekend."

"I love that idea, do you, Riley?"

He nodded quickly, sitting the drawing on top of my notebook before running upstairs.

"He loves you," Jade said.

"I love him too," I admitted, smiling down at the picture. "I wish he were my brother."

"I don't," Jade said. "Then he wouldn't be my brother."

"Aw, Jade… you're so sappy," I teased, causing her to roll her eyes at me.

"Shut up and do your homework, Vega," she said, tossing a pen at me.

"Yes Mistress," I whispered and leaned up, kissing her cheek before turning my attention to my laptop, leaving a stunned Jade to her own tasks.

I looked at Jade, swaying her hips to the music, the entire moment felt really domestic.

She was making dinner for Riley and I, humming softly to the beat of the song, occasionally singing along.

I found her especially beautiful in this moment, she had taken her makeup off, hair tucked up into a loose ponytail, an old worn shirt that hung over her thighs and a pair of boxers that I so desperately wanted to take off her, lift her onto the counter and eat her out.

Another one of my fantasies I've had of her in the past. Taking her on every surface we could do it on.

A hand on my arm snapped me back to reality, making me turn my head and meet Riley's awaiting smile as he held up the guitar for the game we played what felt like forever ago in his other hand.

"You want me to play?" I asked him.

He nodded excitedly, and I couldn't resist. This boy has a tight grip on my heart.

"Whipped," Jade sang at me, making my smile over at her.

"You want to bring whips into this, Jade? We'll start off small, hm?"

Her jaw dropped before she, blushing bright red, turned back to cook the meal and I trailed after Riley to play the game.

"Twenty minutes left on dinner," Jade called after us.

Riley loaded up the second guitar and put it over his shoulders while I chose a song for us to play.

"This one?" I asked him, making him look towards the tv and nod.

I started the game and it loaded for a long minute before the screen flickered to a crowd cheering at a stage, our guitars buttons loaded up on the screen and it took a few seconds of fumbling our keys for us to swap sides and stare at the correct side of the screen for our controller.

The game went smoothly after that, Riley fair and square kicking my ass on a few songs- I chalked it up to him knowing the game better than me, I'm positive I even felt him looking over at me a few times - probably knowing the sequence of buttons by heart.

We got though five songs before Jade came through to tell us that dinner was ready.

"Almost finished this song," I said, my fingers doing their best to keep up with the speed the colours were flying down the screen towards me.

I felt Jade come up behind me, her hands sliding over mine, causing me to freeze up. She quickly took over though, so I leaned against her happily and watched my score go up faster than I'd ever be able to make it.

Riley made a noise, making me look at his screen, than at him. He had his eyes on us as his fingers continued to mash keys.

"Focus Riley, the big parts coming up," Jade said, and I felt her look over at her brother, by the way I was standing I knew she wouldn't be able to see the screen, but that didn't stop my score from rising at all.

God, Jade really was an expert at this game.

I felt her turn her head back to the screen just as multitudes of colours flooded the screen at the same time.

"Holy shit," I murmured. "Riley chose this song on purpose, didn't he?" I asked.

"Probably," Jade chuckled, her voice low against my ear, causing a shiver to tingle down my spine and my knees to feel weak.

"This is the first song he practiced to attempt to kick my butt in," Jade said as she pressed a kiss to my shoulder as the song came to an end.

"No luck?" I asked.

"Not yet, but close. Come on, let's get dinner, go wash hands," Jade said, patting my ass as she stepped away from me.

Just as Riley and I were putting the guitars down and turning the console off, the doorbell rang, making Jade grumble about how late in the afternoon it was.

I stopped short of answering the door when Jade stopped me from opening it, saying she'd answer it and for me to go get ready for dinner. So I nodded with a shrug and headed for the bathroom.

"What do you want?" I heard jade ask from my spot in the bathroom.

"Is your mother home?"

"Not for another hour," she said. I stuck my head out the door to see a semi-familiar looking man talking to her, my stomach twisting with nerves.

"Can I come in?"

"No, she's not here and you have no reason to be," Jade said, making a move to shut the door.

"Jade, come on, it's been years, you're not still stuck on that lie are you?" He asked, a hand on the door to stop it from closing.

"Lie? You raped me, repeatedly for days. I was fifteen, I trusted you, looked up to you…"

"Jade," I said softly, making my way over to her.

"Vega, go serve up your meal, I'll be there in a minute." Jade's voice was cold, like the first day I met her after trying to rub the coffee from Becks shirt.

"Listen to her, sweetheart, this doesn't concern you," the man said.

"You don't get to talk to her. Ever," Jade hissed, pushing the door shut completely, turning the lock as he tried to open it from the other side.

The pounding on the door drew Riley out towards us, a few tears in his eyes and hands over his ears.

"Riley, it's okay," I said, quickly rushing to his side. "Jade, put some music on to drown the sound out," I offered, hugging him.

"Tighter?" I asked him, making him nod, so I hugged him tighter, lifting him up, his legs curling around my waist as I held him close, noises of pain drifting from his throat.

I carried him through to the kitchen, moving to sit him on the bench, but he clung tighter, one of his hands moving up to twist and pull at hit ear, while the other stayed strongly wrapped around me.

"It's okay, Riley," I whispered, stroking his back.

"Here we go," Jade said, putting noise-cancelling headphones over her brothers ears. He settled a little, staying against me.

I didn't mind though, I lifted him up a little higher, stepping towards the table and taking a seat while Jade moved about the kitchen, serving up three bowls of spaghetti bolognaise.

She brought them over to the table, the third bowl somehow staying balanced upon her forearm.

I reached for it and carefully took it without jostling Riley too much and set it to the side.

Jade set the other bowls down and moved behind me, I felt Riley nod slowly and shift in my lap.

"He wants to stay on you while he eats. Is that okay?"

"Of course," I said, smiling.

"I'll call the cops if he's still there after we eat," Jade said as I turned Riley sideways on my lap so we could both eat our dinner.

"Okay, I just… is that the man?"

Jade nodded, not needing more information about my question.

Riley stayed in my arms until Alice got home, an annoyed look on her face at the fact that she had to deal with the disturbance out the front of Jade's house.

"Why was he here?" Jade asked softly, looking up at her mother as she made a bowl of food for her.

"No idea, I told him to leave without hearing him out, I don't care why he's here, he deserves to rot in every level of hell."

I smiled, mildly amused at finding out where Jadr got her gory words from.

"Tori, right?" Alice looked at me, smiling at Riley asleep in my arms.

"Yeah, nice to see you again," I said, shifting Riley more towards my chest.

"Do you want me to put him to bed?"

"Nah, he's okay. Jade and I tried to move him already, he just held tighter to me. I don't mind."

"He speaks, well, signs a lot about you," Alice said, making my heart thud painfully with happiness.

"I love him as if he were my own brother," I said softly, stroking a hand through his hair. "He's a good kid, I'm glad I've met him, I'm so happy to know him."

"I like you," Alice grinned as she spoke. "Much better than that boy she was dating. He wanted nothing to do with Riley. Or kids in general."

"I love kids, if I don't become anything after leaving Hollywood Arts, I'd like to become a teacher," I said, smiling over Riley's head as Jade set a coffee in front of me. I tilted my head back as she walked behind me, my free hand catching her wrist and making Jade look at me.

Jade leaned in, kissing my forehead before pecking my lips gently - she then resumed going about the kitchen to do whatever she was doing before I stopped her as I turned my attention back to Alice who was only beaming at me with a knowing smile.

"You'd be great with kids, you're amazing with Riley, and that kid at the restaurant, we got noticed as Diddly Bops again," Jade said to her mother, making Alice laugh lightly.

"I took Riley out one night and Jade met up with us at the play centre, she got flooded by children."

"Those damn Diddly Bops are gonna be the death of me, that'll be on my tombstone. 'Diddly Bop, sister, and daughter'," Jade said, waving a hand through the air.

"Not wife?" I asked.

"Never wanted to get married," Jade shrugged, sitting by me, her hands curling around her own mug of coffee.

"You were with Beck for so long, you didn't think a marriage were in the cards?" I asked.

"Nah, he didn't want kids. We probably would of split before college."

"I used to want to be a cop, I don't think I'd want to go to college unless I do really want a teaching job," I said, smiling nervously.

"A cop or a teacher? Those are worlds apart, but also a great future," Alice said, bringing a hand to her mouth to cover a yawn. "I best be getting off to bed, I need to take Riley to an appointment in the morning. Goodnight, girls."

"Night, mum."

"Goodnight, Alice."

We both said before she stood, taking her bowl to the dishwasher and setting it in the machine. "Jade, please remember to turn your music down tonight, I had a lot of trouble trying to sleep until you shut it off last night."

"No music tonight, Tori and I are gonna finish watching Criminal Minds and then crash out," Jade said, pulling her coffee closer to her body.

"I'm exhausted, I probably won't even make it through an episode of the show," I mumbled, sipping my coffee.

"Do you want me to take Riley?" Alice asked.

I shook my head, smiling up at her. "It's okay, I'll take him upstairs when I've finished my coffee," I said softly and rubbed Riley's back.

As I laid Riley down on his bed, he stirred awake, making me pat his back gently and rhythmically.

"Sh, it's okay, Riley," I whispered, continuing to pat his back as his eyes started to slide shut once more.

After a few more pats, I made my way to the door, flicking the light off as I pulled the door shut part-way.

I made my way down the stairs, smiling when I saw Jade waiting for me at the bottom of the long staircase.

"Hey good looking," Jade softly said, holding her hand out for me.

I grabbed her hand, stepping off the last step and leaning close to kiss her.

She smiled against my lips before pulling away. "Ready to relax?" She asked.

"Am I ever," I sighed, happily leaning against her as she slipped an arm around my waist, leading us down to her room.

"Have you ever drunk alcohol?" Jade asked.

"Uh, a few times," I said, nodding. "Family gatherings, a few parties before I moved to Hollywood Arts, not much since then though."

"Do you want a drink?"

"Alcohol? We have school tomorrow."

"I said A Drink. One."

"Okay, one," I nodded.

"Beer, something harder, something weaker?" She asked, moving over to her closet, pulling her shirt off, her bra, and grabbing out a large sweater, slipping it on over her naked torso.

I licked my lips, my mouth going dry at the sight.

I don't think I'll ever stop short-circuiting at the beauty that is Jade West. Especially if she's naked.

"Vega?"

"Sorry, What?" I blinked, looking up at her face.

"Drink?"

"Oh, What do you have?"

She pushed a rack of clothes out of the way and revealed a small bar fridge, fully stocked.

"Whatever's in this, and a few bottles up on the top shelf tucked into my boots to keep them standing upright," she said, smiling softly.

"How did you even get all this alcohol?" I asked, crouching down to look in the fridge to find something.

"Fake ID, and I know a guy."

"A guy who could get me a fake?"

"What do you need a fake for, Vega?" She playfully raised her eyebrows a few times, bumping my side as I stood, examining the can that I chose.

"Every Christmas my family goes away to meet up with other family, out in a semi-rural town, and my parents kind of leave Trina and I to do our own things and I'd rather be in the adult section of the club than the children's section. The kids music bugs me to no end, the last two years, they had a diddly bops CD on repeat," I huffed, cracking open a can of some yellow labeled Rum.

"I'll talk to my guy," she said, making me nod.

I didn't want to tell her the truth of why I really wanted an ID, but I hate the feeling I get when I lie to her.

"That's Australian," she said, making me look at her with a raised eyebrow. "The Rum. It's Australian. I actually find it a little too sweet for my taste, unless it's straight."

"How the hell did you get Australian rum? Wouldn't that be really expensive?"

She shrugged, slipping her pants off and making her way over to her bed.

"Let me guess, you know a guy?" I asked, moving to follow her.

"What do you want to watch? Criminal Minds or a movie?"

"Criminal Minds is fine, I haven't caught up to the newest season yet, so I'm happy to keep watching the older ones." I let it drop that she avoided the question if asked her and settled down beside her on the bed as she brought up Netflix on her tv.