Eventually Andre stood up and stretched his now tight muscles.
"Well team," He said, breaking the heavy silence that had fallen over them. "I think we best start finding a way off this island!" Andre tried to sound optimistic. He really did. He felt terrible for Jade; he could only imagine how she was feeling right now. But truly, even Andre had little faith in their abilities to get home safely. Neither Beck nor Jade said anything, Jade for obvious reasons and Beck just sort of sat there holding her, staring at nothing with a distant look in his eyes. "So uh…anyone wanna brainstorm?" Andre asked awkwardly. He regretted his word choice as Jade let out a pathetic whimper. Beck snapped back to reality at the sound, to make sure she was okay. Andre again fought the urge to comfort Jade. He let his mind wander as he heard Beck asking his usual helpless questions about how badly did it hurt and was there anything he could do. Andre tried to distract himself from the loving couple as he drew lines in the sand with his toes and did his best to tune out Jade's soft, broken voice. He was determined to let this little crush pass. That's all it was. Just a teeny tiny itsy bitsy crush. Andre repeated the words in his head, willing himself to believe them. He tried to remember how he had gotten over Jade the first time. Tori. Strange as it seems, Andre hadn't really thought about any of their other friends since they had gotten here. Now imagining Tori, Cat, Robbie and even Trina was making him even more homesick. He knew his grandma had to be off her nut…well farther off her nut than usual. Andre wondered idly if anyone was looking for them. He liked to believe they were, but it had been a full day and night, and there had been no signs of a search party or boats or anything. Andre let out a discouraged sigh. He was brought back to the present when Beck asked him what was wrong.
"Nothing it's just, well I mean don't you think someone's looking for us? They have to be, right?"
"I was thinking about that." Beck replied softly, trying not to speak too loudly in Jade's ear. "But who knows how far away from Venice we are? We were already pretty far out before the storm hit, then we just kept going farther. I doubt anyone really expects us to be here. If they even know that here exists." He added thoughtfully at the end. It was a possibility that they were the first people to ever be on this island. That was sort of cool in a way, but it would've been cooler if it wasn't a life or death situation.
"I wished they'd just fucking get here already." Jade said, speaking up for the first time. Her words were angry but her voice was feeble and weak that it was pitiful. She nestled her head between Beck's shoulder and neck. His skin was warm and his tangled hair still had its comforting Beck-smell.
"I know. Don't worry though, I'm sure they're on the way." Beck reassured her, complete with the fakest smile he had ever worn. He knew that was possibly the biggest lie in the history of lies, but Jade wasn't completely conscious, and he just wanted to keep her from worrying. She should focus on healing and he knew Jade. If she knew they would have to get off the island by themselves, she would insist on helping. Beck usually loved her strong, stubborn ways, but now was not the time. Jade gave a little smile at Beck's attempt to comfort her, before her eyes drooped closed once more and her breathing became deeper and slower. Beck carefully moved his sleeping girlfriend back inside the cave so she wouldn't get sunburned. He stepped back to go talk to Andre, but he was suddenly unable to leave her. He looked down at her pale slender figure, curled into a ball with her black waves falling perfectly over her soft cheek. Beck wondered for the millionth time how he had gotten so lucky to have found a girl as intricate and amazing as Jade. He ran his hands through his hair as his eyes started to water. Just looking at her, she looked so…broken. Defeated. Hopeless. It wasn't right. In fact it was completely wrong, the exact opposite of how Jade was. She was the brave one, she was the fearless one. Beck knew that he had to step up. She was literally helpless, and as much as she would deny it if she could, it was the truth. Beck winced as she let out a soft whimper in her sleep. He was beginning to realize the gravity of the situation. If he and Andre didn't get her to a doctor soon, she really could…die. Beck struggled to even think the last word, let alone accept the concept. He shook his head to clear his mind and then quickly strode out to where Andre was standing. They needed to get home. Now.
Andre stared out into the endless blue ocean with puffy white clouds floating above it and seagulls riding on the breeze. It was funny how picturesque everything could seem when in reality it was a death sentence. Yeah real funny, Andre thought bitterly. He looked up when he heard Beck approaching him. Andre was slightly taken aback by the determined look on Beck's face. Mr. Calm and Collected actually had a fire in his eyes. The last time Andre remembered seeing that fire was when Beck wanted to go out with Jade. When Beck put his mind to it, he always got what he wanted. Andre was just thankful that he wanted to get off this island.
"Let's build a raft. I'll get the wood." Beck said, not open to discussion. Andre really didn't mind though, he was tired of being independent and responsible and he really just wanted some guidance. So just this once, he'll let Beck be in charge.
"Sounds like a plan." Andre said, and he started to look for useful tools for raft-building. Whatever those would be.
Pretty soon Beck was deep into the woods. Andre had gathered a large supply of some sort of vine he had discovered; he figured it would tie together the raft. Andre made his way out of the beating sun and into the cave towards their water supply. He was careful not to wake Jade, but then he saw her shoulders shaking the tiniest bit from behind. Andre cautiously stepped closer, wondering how on earth she could be cold in this burning weather, until he realized she wasn't shivering at all. Jade was crying. Andre's body moved before his mind could make sense of what he was doing. All he knew is that suddenly, he was on the ground beside Jade, pulling her into his arms. "Shhhh, shhh it's okay, it's all gonna be okay." He soothed. He was surprised when she clung to him and he held her tighter. In the back of his mind, Andre was enjoying the feel of Jade's soft body pressed up against his own bare chest. Her sobs shook her weak frame and tears squeezed out of her closed eyes. When she opened them, they were bloodshot and cloudy blue and overflowing with tears. "Wh-where's Beck?" She stammered in between gasps. Andre's moment was shattered with that slap in the face. He desperately wished he was the one she wanted once again. But when she looked up at him, lost and hurt and hopelessly confused, his feelings of desire and jealousy melted away. Jade loves Beck. Andre told himself. He had known all this time, but not like he knew now. Because now Andre could really and truly see it. He saw Jade with her walls down, someone only Beck and probably Cat got to see. But just because she was open with Andre, it didn't mean anything really. People thought Beck loved Jade because he was the only one who saw her like this, vulnerable and scared. But truth is Beck loved all of Jade, her good days and her bad days. He loved her tough exterior and he loved her fragile interior. But most of all, Beck just loved Jade. Andre realized then that he had been in love with Jade's softer side, the side only the people close to her got to see. Most of the time though, he thought Jade acted like an arrogant bitch. The key word there was acted, but even though he knew it wasn't the real Jade, it would still be impossible to deal with. Andre wanted someone with a soft side all the time, like Tori perhaps? He was a pretty emotional guy, and didn't think he could deal with Jade's freezing personality. They were meant to be friends. Best friends, maybe even closer after this whole island disaster, but nothing romantic at all.
As soon as Andre finished his inner monologue of emotions that had lasted all of ten seconds, he felt a huge weight lifted off his chest. He looked down at Jade and slowly laid her back down onto the cool rock floor. His heart swelled with sympathy as she scrunched up her face in pain. "I'll go get him. Wait here." Andre said as he hurried to find Beck.
"Well I don't really have a choice, now do I?" Jade whispered sarcastically before she was hit with another wave of torture and held her breath to keep from screaming. Jade hugged her knees to her chest. Suddenly she felt nauseous. A cold sweat broke on her forehead as Jade tried to think about anything besides this new pain in her abdomen. Looking around, Jade was alone. She wished Andre was still with her. Then she squeezed her eyes shut tightly and vomited painfully.
A/N: Hey everyone!Thanks so much for wishing me luck at the tournament! Haha we came in second in stupid penalty kicks...ugh. Back to the story, yeah sorry to all you Jandre fans but I really didn't know where that was going at all so i decided he should just get over her. Cuz really, on the show he only liked her when he saw her singing and being nice and stuff...never when she was just her normal self. Sorry:( I feel like a disapointment. Oh well I hope you still like this and please review! Good or bad, i'll take it all! (but i prefer good;)) thanks! xoxo