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Chapter 2: Caught
Tori P.O.V.
"Mmmm...Ryder..baby stop." I incoherently mumble through embarrassing moans. Slowly, ever so slowly, he detaches his lips from my neck only to launch a ravishing attack on my lips. In an instant he forces his tongue into my mouth, elating an involuntary moan from me. Ryder may be a total asshole but he knows what he's doing.
"Come on lets go to my place." He states catapulting me back to reality. With my pitiful amount of strength I push his strong body off of mine.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." I whisper sounding extremely unconvincing. Basically I've given up on trying to convince myself that I don't want Ryder because I'm tired of lying.
With a cocky grin Ryder wraps his left arm around my waist, pulling me flush to him.
"We both know that isn't true." He reinforces his words with a nibble on the spot behind my ear. Again I can't help the moan that escapes my throat. "It's fine Tori, we can just do it right here." his eyes darken and turn mischievous as he pulls away slightly to examine my body.
"Dream on pretty boy, I'm not doing anything with you in here." I may be extremely hormonal but there's no fucking way I'm doing it with this douchebag in the janitor's closet. I have some standards.
"Then let's fucking leave!" he demands, the lust fading from his eyes and being replaced with anger.
"Don't get loud with me!" I bite back. Although his anger doesn't fade, he places a mock smile on his face.
"Tor...Can we just skip the fight and get to the loving part?" He gently coos moving closer to me. My immediate reaction is to step back, but a wall blocks my path. "You look so stressed, I just want to help" His predatory eyes lock with my naive ones and I'm frozen.
"Ryder..." I whisper with shaky breath. "I don't...I don't want this." I turn my head away from him, shattering his rapacious control.
"Tori stop being a fucking pussy!"
"Really Ryder, you want me to stop being a fucking pussy. Are you fucking sure because that's all you want!" Anger boils my blood.
"That's not all I want." He retorts with fake gentleness while stroking my arm lightly, almost lovingly.
"You're unbelievable." I push him off me. "Leave me the fuck alone." I march past him and throw open the door, leaving without a seconds hesitation.
"A que chirlo, hostia!" I mutter under my breath.
"What was that Tori?" A charming, baritone inquires from behind me. Although the voice is familiar, it elates a squeal from me.
"Ohh h-h-hey Beck." Really Beck? You couldn't bother me at some other time.
"Why so jumpy kid? And why were you in the janitor's closet?" His bronze locks hang lazily over his equally bronze eyes, although they have slight red tint. His chiseled features contort to accustom a weak smile.
"It's just really early; that's all." Straight up lied, but it doesn't matter I need to get away from him. "Sorry Beck but I have to go..." He lifts a scrutinizing eyebrow "...Wazz." Hijo de puta Madre. Always has pop up at the worst time.
"What about the closet?" He beckons after me.
"Don't worry about it." I call over my shoulder. Bye Beck!"
I speed to the bathroom only to be caught by a giggling flash of red.
"Hiiiii Tori!" The ball of red velvet squeals.
"Hi Cat." I states returning the small girl's hug.
"I'm so excited for this weekend!" She continues to squeal. I raise an eyebrow.
"What's happening this weekend?"
"Umm Ryder's sister is having a party, duh." Cat explains making me feel like an idiot. I remember Ryder talking about the party, but I don't want to go anywhere near him. I can't.
"Oh yea, I forgot...so have fun with that." I try to walk past her towards the bathroom, but she blocks my path.
"You're not going?" She inquires with a sullen look. Her frown and lack of erratic bouncing makes her almost seem like an actual high school senior not a 6th grader.
"I don't think so Cat. I don't want to party this weekend." I admit. Although it's a half-truth Cat buys my she continues with her persuasive attack.
"But it's going to be fun. We can drink and dance."
" That sounds nice and all but I don't think I'm up for it this weekend. Why don't you ask Jade to come with you or something?" Cat's blazon smile falls at the mention of Jade.
"I don't want to be with her. She always disappears." Cat mopes.
"Disappears?"
"Yeah..." Cat replies with a grim look on her face. I place my hand on her shoulder and squeeze just enough to let her know everything is okay.
"Cat, what do you mean she disappears?" I give her a reassuring smile.
" She leaves me then shows up a few hours later. She looks really weird and she doesn't act like herself." I gasp.
"Jade no being cruel and angry, what a tragedy!" Cat giggles at my joke, but remains sullen for the most part.
" Tori." She whines. " It's not funny. Jade's my best friend, but she's been so distant recently; it's scary."
" I know kitty cat but don't worry she's probably just going through a phase." Cat looks up at me with wonder and confusion and fear all at the same time. Her eyes are brimming with tears, but she is unwilling to shed them; she's too strong for that.
As my heart shreds for this poor red head I envelop her in a tight hug.
" Cat I promise you everything will be okay. If you want someone to go with you to keep you and Jade safe I'll be there." Damn my compassion, always fucking up my pride. But it's for Cat and I'll do anything to keep the little red- head bubbly; she's the only thing that keeps me sane. Makes no sense but it's true.
"Thank you Tori!" Cat squeals with joy. Just as she opens her mouth to add something else the bell interrupts her. " Oh well I gotta go. See you later Tori!" With a sigh, not sure if it's from relief or regret, I watch the red-head skip through life.
"If only everything was that easy." I mumble to myself. Or maybe perhaps I'm proclaiming it to the world, it's just that no one is ever there to listen. With another drown out sigh I turn my attention to the end of the hall where the women's bathroom is located. I walk to the door at a slow pace, not in a hurry I have no reason to be I have a free period. I have all the time in the world. But no amount of time could prepare me for what I was about to witness. I opened the door to find a horrific sight.
"What the fuck Jade!?"
There she was. Perhaps the strongest, bravest, yet brassiest woman in the entire school staring into the mirror with a needle in her arm. She looked so weak and fragile, yet happy and relieved. The satisfaction on her face was so evident, yet so...so...sickening. I didn't want to look at her. Whether it was her sullen eyes, or her newly thinned features, or even the veins that now rippled under the skin of her left arm, I couldn't look at her. It was too painful; whatever she was doing it was too much for me.
" Veg..e..Vga" She slurs out as she slides the needle away from her vein. She looked at me with a gratified smile and glossed over eyes. "Do not fr...frhk fuck outp. I'm haven fun."
"God Jade." I mutter moving towards her carefully, keeping my eye on the sharp needle. "What are you doing to yourself?" It was phrased very much so as a question, but it was stupid for me to ask. There's no way she could answer me; she was too far gone, it was no longer her it was something different that possessed her.
" Vega." She gets out almost coherently. " Go awwwway! You ruinin the buzz." There's that stutter again. She's just so...so fucked up! It's infuriating! This thing who thinks that she can bitch about everything and then ruin herself.
" Come on Jade we're leaving." I demand of her. With a new sense of bravery I rip the emptied needle from her hands and throw it in the trash can.
" What th..." I cut her off by gripping her right forearm tightly. She winces slightly at the pressure, but does nothing else.
" Shut the fuck up and come with me." Strangely she complies without hesitation. She doesn't even complain as I drag her through the halls. The most she does is stare around the school and occasional open her mouth in awe.
" Tori we go home?" She ask as I rush her through the front door of Hollywood Art into the parking lot.
Tori. The name echoes in my mind. Tori, Tori, Tori! She's never called me that in the two years I've known her. It's always Vega or some derogatory term that, as much as I hate to say it, hurts. She doesn't call me Tori, but in this moment her using my name causes something to snap within me. As much as I want to slap the shit out of this pandea, I can't; she sounds so broken and lost, but giddy, almost like a sad Cat.
"Come on Jade." I loosen my grip and slide my hand so I'm now gripping her wrist. I look into her dilated eyes and shake my head in disappointment. So much talent, wasted. I open the door to my silver Volvo s60. " Let's go home."
That's chapter two. I have idea if this will really be a Jori romance or just a close friendship due to the two characters recovery. Anyway chapters will be coming as frequently as possible so hopeful one a week or every other week. Also I apologize for any grammatical errors, my computer crashed so all of this is written with the aid of an iPod. Until next time-
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