Chapter three

Am I getting nearer?

Next day, you decide to make another visit to one of your 'old friends'. Cat's house is your destination as you drive around the city on your car. You smile again as you take another sip of your coffee. Yesterday you sure slept well. The reassurance of Tori's words telling you she still loves you helped. And even though you are worried to death about what could happen to her in these times you aren't with her and are not able to help her with whatever problem she might encounter, you know she is strong enough to deal with them for the moment being.

Until you both see each other again.

Cat receives you cheerfully, something you are quite glad about, since you think some cheerfulness from her will do you good. You need to spend time in something to keep you mind away from the depressing thoughts you have about Tori. You need to focus on something happy, cheerful, something that gives you hope.

As you take seat in your friend's red sofa, your eyes wander around the small yet comfortable living room. In front of the sofa, there's a coffee table with a pink notebook on it. An island being the only thing separating the kitchen from the living room, wood chairs all put against the wall near it.

You raise a pierced eyebrow at this.

"Family again?" You ask as Cat brings two cups of coffee; she just nods to your question.

"Yeah, I think Robbie's family is still so weird." She gives you a puzzled look as you laugh a bit at that comment. "What's so funny, Jade? Robbie's family is just so weird!" You keep laughing as she pouts.

"I know it, girl. But you have to admit they are not alone on that."

She frowns a bit, not understanding you. "What do you— Ohhh!" Her mouth drops open when you give her a look. "You keep being so mean to me." You smile at her and pet her head.

She keeps being so innocent at some times.

"Well girl, tell me what's been happening in your weird life with Robbie."

Cat's lips turn into a bright smile, and she begins to tell you what has been happening lately on her life. About how Robbie keeps being so sweet to her, and how he takes her to romantic places to take dinner. She tells you that even though he has to go and visit his family from time to time, he calls her whenever he can.

And you start to think back to those years when you would bully the boy. Because, well, he was Robbie. But now, that he and Cat have been dating for three years, you think that the boy was definitely a good choice for Cat.

He would keep a pace the girl wanted, and he wouldn't pressure her to rush anything she didn't wanted. He was in fact, the kind of boy Cat needed. Over that was the fact that Robbie loved her. And that was the thing you knew any boy who wanted to date your best friend needed.

Robbie had always defended Cat, from anyone, even if he was a shaking mess out of fear, he would stood up to any person who dared to hurt the once red-headed girl. God, he had even stood up against you in order to protect her from any harsh words you would have at the moment. That alone was something you have always liked about him.

Time pass as you both talk about whatever comes to mind. From how's weather to what has been happening lately. Of course, you don't mention your last week. No need for Cat to know you have been a total jerk to your girlfriend that you made her leave. No, you have no necessity in hearing whatever speech she might have about your behavior.

After some snacks you decide to leave, seeing as is getting late and dark's slowly replacing the orange streaks that paint the sky.

"Well, see you later." You say to your friend as you kiss her cheek. "And when Robbie gets back or call tell him I said 'Hi'. And that his family needs to get their problems solved without him. Leaving you alone is getting my approbation of him to zero."

Cat laughs at your joke, and nods, before giving her usual 'See you, Jadey.' And even thought you still dislike the 'Jadey', you tell her nothing.

You drive to your house, not stopping for anything. You don't feel hungry, and you know that some more coffee right now would keep you up, and you don't want that, seeing as you want to sleep earlier.

The first thing you notice as you close the door is how clean the place is. You frown slightly, feeling tense. Someone entered your house, and you feel angry at that. But anger fades and panic rises in your chest as you notice some missing things. One of them being a photo that you had in the fridge.

You stride toward it and open the door; stupidly hoping you could find it inside. Your chest tightens. It's not there.

"What in the…?" Confusion overpowers everything else, as you see food in the fridge. Food you didn't remember it was there.

As you close the door you finally see the piece of paper that is now on the place the old photo was hanging before. You take it carefully as you smile and go to the couch. As soon as you take seat, you start to read.

Hey there Jade:

Seems the letter came to you. Or well, I left it for you. Yeah, I came here around three. You weren't here, and —sorry for saying it— I'm glad for that. I'm still not ready to come back.

But dude, you have a mess in here. I'm gone for a bit more than a week and you have thrown almost every ounce of cloth haphazardly all around the house. And lets not talk about our fridge. What where you thinking? Food is important! Not only coffee, you know?

As you can see, I cleaned this place, and also got you some food, so you don't starve. Get your lazy ass moving and make yourself something to eat, I won't be buying food for you all the time :{/.

You laugh to yourself at Tori's words. But can she blame you? You were so heart-broken that you couldn't care for the place. You just left everything in any place you could. And going for food seemed like a big task for you to realize, so you just ate some cookies, hence your weight loss.

You shake your head at Tori's way of putting the mustache in the face she did. After all those years, she keeps liking mustaches. You never understood why, and you still don't.

Well, I'm feeling better, and I still love you. So maybe I'll come back in a bit more of time. Ain't that some good news? Buuut, we'll have to talk a bit about… you know, your anger fits.

It really hurts me when you just talk without thinking. I know you don't mean it, but it still hurts, Jade. And before anything: no, I don't forgive you. I don't forgive your behavior, and definitely I don't forgive you for saying those things you did.

And don't start crying, girl! 'Cause, you know, there's nothing to forgive. You did nothing wrong, after all. And I know you think you did, and in fact, you did. But I don't care, after thinking, I believe that if you tell me what caused you to be that snappy and if we talk about it, I'll understand you had your reasons. Thus I think there's nothing to forgive.

So, until next time Jade.

Lots of kisses and hugs:

Tori.

You sigh and smile as you close your ayes and lean your head on the backrest. You feel a huge desire to hug and kiss her, to tell her you have done wrong and you recognize it. You tell yourself that, when Tori sets date to your talk, you will tell her you will think before opening your mouth the next time. And that you'll also talk to her when something is going wrong.

You tell yourself that, next time, you will talk to her instead of pushing her and ignoring her when she wants to help you. You love her, and as her girlfriend, you should talk with her in order to work things out. And you will do, but you just have to wait.

Feeling hungry, you rose to your feet and walk to the kitchen, deciding that a good meal will do you good. As you eat dinner, you think about what feeling the letter gave you. By the look of it, it seemed as if Tori was getting better. And she will be back in your arms in no time, by the looks of it. Your heart leaps in glee at the thought, and a stupid smile is placed on your lips.

You definitely did wrong. You know it. And even though Tori will insist you didn't, you'll always know you did. You sigh and stare down at you food. You wonder once again why does the girls is so… forgiving. You still don't get how she can simply brush off whatever you throw at her when your anger speaks for you.

And yet, even though you can't comprehend how she can just let things slip that easily, you are grateful that she sees things as insignificant even though she shouldn't. That she can see all your harsh words as nothing more but a little and insignificant thing. That she thinks there's no need to worry about the little mistakes you both do.

You love that of her. And even though you know you don't deserve that of her, nor do you think that is something she should do, you still love it to no end.

You smile to yourself and close your eyes, taking a big, relaxing breath.

I'm so sorry for the delay! And I'm also sorry that this chapter is lame... and short. Again, I apologize for any grammatical error there might be. All my fault, sorry.

The delay is because I began to play again with my videogames (and God knows how much time I can spend in those!). Then, the exams, I've been having those for like three/four weeks in a row, then a lot of homework when there where days without exams. Aaand, I still have one more week off exams, and some hw I still need to finish so... yeah. Next one might take a bit more (not like this one, but it'll take its time).