A/N: So do you all hate me or what? I'm so sorry I haven't updated in over like 2 months:/ school and swimming and work have kept me away from my computer for a while not to mention the worst case of writer's block ever, but I'm back, and its summer holidays, so you can expect updates much quicker (you may want to re-read the last few chapters in case you forget what's been going on ) . I just want to clear up a few questions before I begin the story:
1. - firstly, Fred unchained Jade from the wall when he beat her the last time and never re-chained her, that's why she didn't have to worry about them when escaping. I completely forgot to mention that in there.
2- thanks to the person who pointed this out. Looking back I realize that Beck did call the kidnapper Fred. THAT WAS A COMPLETE MISTAKE! I've done that a couple of times so far, but have usually managed to catch them when editing, but I must have missed one. I'll have to read more carefully from now on, you guys have sharp eyes ;)
3- Lastly, yes the truck is Beck's truck. I had always visioned it as being the red-pick up that was seen in "Jade Gets Crushed" where Beck and Jade we're sitting in the back while Andre sings 365 days.
So that's it. Thanks for pointing these things out: "Just Saying "
And if anyone has any more questions, please feel more than free to ask. I'll try to answer as best as I can!
Disclaimer: i own nothing..except for Alice and her story. that's all mine :P but unfortunatly thats not famous enough to be on a tv show like all of the other characters that Dan has created... wow now i just really made myself fell unimportant :(
March 26th
I don't remember what the sun looks like. I remember the cartoon drawings I've seen in colouring books, but not the actual sun. I don't remember how it feels either. Was it more of a warm glow? Or was it a searing, burning feeling. Is it orange or yellow? And why do I even care?
I've been trapped in this moving box of death for nearly 24 hours. (Also known as a trunk). I've slept most of the way so far, and have accidently slept through every stop the family has made so far. At least I think I'm sleeping. It's weird though, because you know how when you wake up you usually feel refreshed and energized? I don't. In fact I feel more tired, each sleep seems to become longer and longer and I'm starting to see spots in my eyes whenever I am awake. I always wondered what dying feels like, I guess this is it. But I'm not dead yet, just heading down that road. Well that last sentence was completely stupid, just ignore it. Pretend it was never there. Just like everyone back home is probably pretending I was never there…
Oh look there I go, being all poor me and chiz, gosh I sound like Vega don't I? Ugh, my worst nightmare is literally coming to life. No not the part about me practically suffocating to death in this infernal vehicle, no the part about me turning into Tori. Literally how can things get much worse than that! I need to take my mind off things like that. I'll think about something different… like Cat, when we were little kids. Why not? It's not like I have anything better to do.
I'm not exactly sure as to how Cat and I became friends. We lived down the road from each other for quite some time but we never really spoke. I didn't exactly get along with the other kids very well, so my mom kept me inside a lot. Something about "not being allowed to bite the other children Jadelyn" but I did anyway. I always got into trouble. In fact I got kicked out of every summer my mom ever attempted to send me to. I never lasted more than a day. Eventually, after about 20 different summer camps and programs my mom gave up. It didn't really matter though; she was 9 months pregnant with my brother at this point and just decided to start her maternity leave a bit early. But she was uncomfortable, and very irritable, and I was a very annoying child, I'm not going to lie, so she never let me stay in the house anymore. And that's when I met Cat. I was only probably only about 7 or 8 at the time, so I don't remember exactly HOW I met her. All I know is that she bothered me, but I right away I felt like her protector. Cat was so much smaller and fragile. I had learned early on in life when my dad had walked out our front door what disappointment felt like. But Cat had never had to experience that kind of heartache, and as much as I didn't want to, I had to be the one to protect that and keep her heart whole.
Wow even at a young age Jade West proved herself to be a sap. Whoppa dee da doo. Anyway from then on Cat and I became a sort of "friends." I knew she was somewhat scared of me, but at the same time I was the one she came to for help or advice or to beat up the 2 eight graders that made fun of her pigtails at the park. (I got grounded for 2 weeks after that, but it was worth it when I saw the boys black eye the next day when my mom took me back to apologize)
I want to keep writing more memories about Cat, it's kind of fun thinking about my childhood, back when things were so much simpler. It wasn't perfect by any means, and there was no Beck in the picture, but I did have fun. More fun than I am certainly having now… wait! Shhhhhh can you hear that? Oh for crying out loud of course you can't you're a stupid piece of paper! I swear I'm losing it more and more by the minute. But no, the car has stopped. This is my chance to get out of this coffin! I'm going to get out, I don't know what I'll see, but I need to find water and food, and I need to find it fast. It almost sounds like, like a gas station! Perfect! Here goes….well everything.
March 26th
I turned off the engine and leaned back far in my seat, raising my arms above my head and stretching out my lower back. I'd been driving all morning and most of the afternoon and I'm not even halfway home. I would have kept going but my empty stomach and even emptier gas tank disagreed. Sighing deeply I opened the door and stepped out of the drunk landing with a soft thud. The young girl next to me turned and looked at me smiling brightly and giving me a cute wave. Normally I'd wave back and possibly even say hi, but not this time. I gave her a polite nod, then turned the complete opposite way and started to fill up the tank with gas. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a piece of black hair whip around the corner and saw the heel of a black combat boot quickly slip out of sight. My heart hammered and I forgot all about the gas and raced after the figure, my shoes making loud thuds on the pavement. But as I rounded the corner, no one was there. Only a car stood alone, the family inside stocking up on snacks. Out of habit I glanced at the licence plate. California. They had a long drive ahead of them as well. Dejectedly I turned back to the truck. With a sinking feeling in my stomach I remembered I had left the gas pump still in my truck. Running now, I reached my truck only to find that the pump had been hung back up and the bill had been paid. Looking around confused, my eye caught the girl who had waved at me before. She held a bag of chips, 1 pack of oreos, a chicken sandwich and 2 water bottles all in a large box.
"You're Beck Oliver aren't you?" she asked politely. She wasn't trying to flirt I now realized; she was simply just being friendly.
"Yes," I answered back, unsure of what was happening right now. "Sorry but do I know you?"
She smiled again. "No, but I've seen you're posters up in the California area, I live there as well, and I found your slap page online so that I could keep track of whether you ever found your girlfriend. I'm guessing no luck?" her eyes saddened at the expression on my face when she asked this.
"Well don't give up. She's out there; my brother was kidnapped 2 years ago. We found him last month. He was barely alive, but he's okay now. If we had stopped searching we may have never found him and got him back. So don't give up as long as there is still hope okay?" she shot me another smile and handed me the box full of food.
"I can't take this…" I started, but she cut me off almost right away.
"Yes you can, now go. Go find Jade. And here's my cell number, my names Alice by the way, please let me know when you do find her."
"Thanks, but just 1 thing, if you don't mind me asking. Why are you so interested in rescuing Jade? I mean hundreds of children and people must go missing every day, why care so much about Jade if you've never even met her before?"
She stared at me for a minute. Her expression never changed, but a small tear fell down her eye.
"We never found my brother's kidnapper. He was gone by the time we found him. But my brother was kidnapped on the same street Jade was. We found him 1 week before Jade went missing. It was almost the exact same scenario. I think… I think my brother's kidnapper may have the same guy that kidnapped Jade."
March 26th
Here we go again. A new car, same stupid, squishy trunk. As soon as I heard the family get out of their car and leave I counted to 10 then opened the trunk as hopped out, shielding my eyes from the sun. I was right we were in a gas station. Quickly trying to take in my surroundings I noticed the convenience store in front of me. Mouth-watering, I all but ran to the door. As I went to open it I noticed a large bald head standing in the line. I could only see him from the back, but my terror stricken body acted on its own accord before I had time to process what was going on. I ran as fast I could, throwing myself around the corner. Fortunalty the gas station was very full, meaning a lot of cars and rides to choose from. There was a small white car and a large red truck on the other side of the wall that would be good to hide I, but that would mean having to walk in front of the store again and possibly expose myself to Fred. A chance that I couldn't afford to take. My heart hammered as I heard loud footsteps approaching the corner of the store quickly. What if Fred had seen me? Without thought, I hopped into the only car nearby that had a California license plate. And slammed the trunk lid down. I waited silently holding my breath and praying inwardly.
"Please don't let him find me, don't let him take me back. Please. Please. PLEASE!" after a minute I heard the footsteps retreat and I allowed myself to breathe again. That had been a close one. Not long after the family returned to their car. I gently turned myself onto my side in an impossible attempt to get comfortable. I hadn't been able to get food or water. I could go another day or 2 without food if I had to, but I was running out of time for water. I only had another day left. I hope that the ride to California wouldn't take too long.
Once again I felt my eyelids get heavy. I tried so hard to keep them open, but it was no use. The physical activity back at the gas station had been too much on weakened and battered body. (Whatever, I never really like P.E anyway. Even though I didn't sweat, something about running around in circles or throwing balls into nets never really appealed to me). its getting really hard to stay awake now. Harder than usual. I wonder what it would be like for the family if they just opened their trunk one day and found my dead body in it. Ha, betcha that would make for some intense questioning from the police. The mom would probably be all like "honey, what's that awful smell coming from the trunk?" and he would reply "I don't know dearest, let me just go check." And then they would find me. Honestly how good of a horror film would that make? But I think I'm going to go to sleep now, I only hope that I wake up.
Just in case I don't. Beck I love you. I don't say it enough, but I do. I wanted to marry you someday Beck, I don't know if you felt the same way, but I like to think you did. I liked the way you always made me sit with you and watch degrassi, even though you know I hate that show. And I liked how afterwards you would watch some type of weird medical disease show with me, even though half the time you ended up hurling in the bathroom. I know you tried to hide it from me, but I heard you. That's why I stopped making you watch it. But you insisted on it anyway, just to make me happy. I love you Beck Oliver.
Cat be strong. Don't cry. I may not be there to beat up any bullies for you anymore, but maybe I can come back as a ghost and haunt them, just for you kitty cat, okay?
Andre don't give up your music. You're going to go far, if anyone is going to make it, it'll be you. I love you Andre, but as a brother. Although I did love the song you wrote for me-365 days. It was beautiful, so thanks. It made me feel special, any girl would be lucky to have you. personally, I always pictured you and Vega together.
Robbie you're a nerd. But I guess your my friend too. My advice, stop trying to be cool, stop trying to be Beck. Just be you. Girls like confidence in guys. And as hard as it is to believe, girls will like you. (but ditch the puppet, he's REALLY annoying, and you're better off without him anyway)
Tori…..Vega…. I used to hate you. but I think we're kinda, sorta…maybeeee friends after all, and you're pretty talented too… tell anyone that and I'll make sure to come back and haunt you! oh and keep your hands off Beck…go for Andre. I know you like him.
And to my family, well thanks. For everything. Putting up with me, letting me chase my dreams, even you dad, just thanks for everything. Take care of my little brother, he may be a pain, but maybe he'll grow up to be an okay guy afterall.
So that's it. There are my goodbyes. Just in case I, you know, don't wake up. My eyelids are really heavy now. I'm seeing funny spots, but just one more thing before I pass out. I just want to say that I hid all of my money in…
HA kidding! No but seriously. I love you all. I never say it, and I certainly never show it, but I do.
Love,
Jade West…
A/N okay well that's the end. Last chapter. so basically Jade dies in the trunk there and the family finds her and what not. But anyways I'm done.
APRIL FOOLS! Totally kidding, there is still 7 more chapters to go, but whether or not Jade lives…that is to be a mystery for right now… xP so I know this chapter is a bit short but I just wanted to post something so that you guys would have a new chapter to read since I haven't updated in forever! (WHICH I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY ABOUT!) but please REVIEW and please try not to favourite or follow the story without reviewing! hope you enjoyed this chapter!. it wasn't my best, but I tried!
Also special thanks to VictoriousJadefan for being my new Pm'ing buddy and all her kind words and reviews on this story! :)
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If you're bored though I'd really love some reviews on this one-shot I wrote not too long ago (warning: it's really long!) so that would be really awesome if you wanted to review that one too. it's called "A sort of Cinderella Story". again thanks so much for your patience and for your reviews and for just reading the story!
~Kat