Someday
Jade walks through the door, of her and Becks small apartment. He sits on the mattress on the floor in their living room/bedroom. He has his head in his hands, until the door clicks, shut and Jade locks it, he lifts his head and looks at her. A faint smile spreads across his lips.
"Hey, babe." He says "How was work?" he asks.
Jade shrugs "It was fine." She says her voice more harsh than it should be. "I made forty dollars in tips." She says.
"That's good," he says with false enthusiasm.
"No, it's not" Jade snaps. "Not, when we have bills, to pay and food to buy, by the end of the week. I don't get my full pay check until next month."
"Relax." He says, "It's gunna be fine."
"Really?" Jade scoffs "When? Because right now you're not working." She spits.
"I can't help it." He says, and whether she wants to admit it or not Jade knows it's true. "I didn't ask for us to go on strike." He says.
"I'm sorry." She says shaking her head "I'm gunna get a quick shower, and then go to bed."
Jade walks into the bed room, and grabs a towel and her clothes she then walks away from Beck without saying a word to him.
She walks through the broken door of the bathroom and has a quick shower, while the water runs and beats against the bottom of the tub; she can hear Beck strumming his guitar, trying to write a new song.
She doesn't take long in the shower, but all the time she is in there, she can hear Beck writing and playing music.
She walks out of the bathroom with her hair tied in a bun on the top of her head; she is fully clothed in an old t-shirt of Becks, and a pair of sweats. She climbs into bed next to Beck. Who wraps his arms around her and pulls her closer to him. It's when his arms tighten around her that she breaks down.
Uncontrollable sobs rack through Jade's body. She rolls over slowly and wraps her arms around him, cuddling him back for the first time in what must be at least a week.
Jade and Beck moved to New York about four months ago, and Things were going good, or at least Jade thought they were. But then the novelty wore off. Beck's union where he works went on strike so Jade was left doing all of the working, and making money, which had taken its toll on her.
She's only making forty dollars a night- on a good night- and then making hardly anything each month for her actual pay, which her boss is late paying. And for some reason unbeknownst to Jade she has been taking it out on Beck.
She feels guilty for doing this, which explains why she is crying. "Sorry." Jade says into his shoulder "I am so sorry."
"Why?" he asks stroking her hair gently.
"For being a bitch." Jade divulges. "You don't deserve to be treated the way I have been treating you."
He kisses her forehead "You're not happy are you." It's more of a statement than a question.
"No," she says "I am. I'm happy with you but… I just don't want to live here anymore." She admits. "I want to get out of here, I want to go back to what we know, and to where we don't have to worry about where out next meal is coming from."
"Babe, it'll be fine." He says trying to sooth Jade "Everything will be fine."
"How do you know?" she asks. "You can't be sure of that." She sighs before speaking once more "I just wanna make it," Jade says "I thought coming out here would be good for us. I guess not."
"It doesn't matter if we make it," he says "As long as we've got each other, and we hold onto that, we'll be fine." He places a light kiss on her lips.
"God, I hope you're right." She says. "I really hope we're gunna be fine."
He kisses her forehead "We will be." He says. "Everything is gunna be okay, someday, it'll just take time."
For the first time, in weeks. Jade feels comforted, for the first time in weeks she is truly happy.
A/N: Sorry if this sucks, but I really hope you liked it. If you hadn't already guessed, this drabble is loosely based on the song 'Living on a prayer' by Bon Jovi. Please read and review, let me know what you think.