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Chapter 3: Elevate (By: Big Time Rush)
Jade P.O.V
I'm in a complete hurry to get home. It has been so long since I've seen Gar; he's one of the few close friends I have and we have so many things in common. Now that I think about it I probably just took after Gar's style since I thought so highly of him. It really wouldn't surprise me, especially since it was basically him and my older brother that raised me. I miss them so much.
I pull in to the garage and spot Gar's 1975 midnight blue Chevy truck parked where my father usually parks his Escalade. Ha, my father's going to have a cow if and when he sees that. I turn off my car, gather my belongings, and get out of my car. As I stride through the door that connects the garage with the house, my little brother attacks me with a bone crushing hug.
"Garfield's here!" Jason shouts with obvious excitement.
"Yeah, I know. So what's up kiddo? How was school?" I ask Jason with a kind smile. I love Jason. He's my only true family and I don't want his childhood to be spoiled by neglect like mine was.
As we walk through the house to the main living room, Jason tells me about his day and how the girl he likes is talking to him. Ah ten year old love, it was so simple back then.
"And then she said we were friends." Jason says with a blinding smile.
"Oh I don't know she's a blond, their heartbreakers little buddy." Gar says with a smirk.
"Gar!" I exclaim as I tackle him to the ground and hug him like there's no tomorrow. After a few moments I roll of him, allowing him to get up.
"That's what they call me." He says while he gets up. He offers a hand to me and I gladly take it. It has been 4 months since I last saw him.
"Hey Jason, why don't you go up to the game room and get the Call of Duty game I bought for you all set up? I'll bring up some pizza after Jade and I catch up, is that okay?" Gar asks my brother.
"Yea sure, bye Jade." My brother waves at me and then sets off for the 'family' game room. I use the term family loosely since it's only me and my brother that use it. Hell my father doesn't even go on our side of the house anymore, well unless he wants to yell at me. He's such a bastard and I hate him for everything he's done. Suddenly Gar snaps me out of my thoughts by flicking me in the forehead.
"OWW! What was that for?" I bark while shooting him one of my famous glares.
"One you weren't listening to me and two you need to get out of your thoughts, I hate when you think because then bad things happen."
"Hey! I'm smart and this is a free country; I can think as much as I want." I pout while still glaring at him.
"Cut the crap Jade, your glares don't scare me in the slightest. I taught you how to glare kiddo."
He declares with a smirk on his face.
"Whatever… You're just lucky I love you or else you would have to deal with an infamous Jade West tantrum." I state trying not to look at him.
"Aww…well I love you too Jade; I've missed you so much. It was so hard to find anyone who compared to you when I was in London." Gar responds as he moves over to me and hugs me tightly. I rest my head on his strong chest and sigh. This is the first time in a long time that I actually feel at peace. Gar has this calming effect over me that no one else has, Beck didn't even provide me with this much warmth and comfort.
"Of course you couldn't find anyone like me." I utter as I look up at him. "I'm fucking Jade West! One of a kind baby." I state matter-of-factly with a signature smirk. Gar just laughs and hugs me once more before letting go and stepping back.
I take a moment to just look at him. He's wearing a pair of black combat boots, black cargo pants, and a forest green t-shirt that hugs he's perfectly chiseled body. I swear the guy must live in a gym or something. He's wearing a simple black necklace with a traditional Celtic pendent of sorts; dude has been all over the world and always buys some kind of necklace as a memento. His face is a bit scruffy, but not bad enough that it requires a shave. His jet black hair hangs in front of his face and slightly covers his striking grey eyes. Grey eyes! I know, I have no idea why he wants to cover them up; he says it's because their weird, whatever. I also notice that he has added a couple of light grey streaks to his usually raven hair.
With a yawn he falls back onto the couch which causes it to creak.
"When did you do this?" I question, walking over to him and touching a streak.
"Oh my hair, I'm not too sure. Just woke up one day with a massive hangover and these streaks. They don't bother me much though." He explains. All I can do is smile and shake my head. I take a seat next to him.
"That sounds like an amazing story, but I would rather know why you're here?" I inquire with legitimate curiosity. Gar wasn't supposed to be back in the states for another two months, so his visit is slightly confusing to me.
"Well about that, I noticed you and Beck broke up…" He starts but I cut him off.
"Beck and I are over. I'm not upset, I'm not looking for anyone to be a rebound, I'm not going to snap!" I shout angry and frustrated.
"Hey there, calm down. I heard about it and I wanted to say good for you. If he didn't understand you then he doesn't deserve you." Gar explains with a warm smile.
"Oh…you know if you weren't gay I would think you were trying to hook up with me."
"Ha don't flatter yourself that much honey. My heart only beats for one West and that one has a P where you have a V." He says with a confident smile. I know damn well that he's trying to embarrass me so I decide to play his little game.
"Ugh gross. I never knew you had the hot's for my dad." I say with fake disgust since I already know who he cares most about.
"You're a sicko Jade. You know I meant your brother…Damn I miss Vlad." He says with a sad smile.
"I do too. I miss him so much" I mutter. Vladimir Vinson West was my older brother and my best friend. We shared everything and got along pretty well. He always cared about me and sometime it was overbearing, but he always had good intentions. He was also what kept our family glued together. When he was still alive my life was only a fraction of the mess it is now. My parents didn't fight often, my dad actually paid attention to me and praised me for my talents, and my mom was always around. But things are different now, he's not here and I have to at least try to make my life and Jason's life tolerable.
I hear Gar sigh and he stands. He extends his arm to me and I take it.
"Instead of dwelling on terribly tragic memories which cause us emotional pain, we go some heads off of electronic Nazi zombies?" He asks, offering me a kind smile.
"Perfect."
We spend hours playing games with Jason. Although I despise video games this one is actually pretty fun; lots of blood and guts, I like it. It's starting to get late and Gar keeps looking at his watch.
"Bro, are you late for something?" I ask out of legit curiosity.
"Nope, right on time actually." He grins and then stands. "Come on Jade, time to get ready."
"For what?"
"Our night out, of course."
"Where are we going?" I question, slightly annoyed.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." His grin only widens and I know there's no backing out at this point. "I'm going to go grab some food while you get ready." Gar is almost out of the room when he turns around. "Oh and Jade dress casual; don't want you to stand out."
Once he's gone, I waltz up the stairs and to my room. I walk into my room and flick the light switch. I close the door behind me -not really sure why, these whole floor is mine- and walk around my room, going over to my closet. I strip out of my clothes and change into some solid black skinny jeans along with a black, white, and green (Mostly black) baseball tee. My outfit is simple, nothing special, nothing gaudy, just simple clothes that accent in the right places. After much deliberation I decide to add a pair of black and green suspenders just for an extra touch. Satisfied, I leave my room and go in search of Gar.
"There you guys are!"I exclaim. Worst thing about living in a huge house is that it's really hard to find people. After like fifteen minutes of searching, I finally found Gar and Jason in the kitchen on the first floor eating ice cream and laughing.
"Ready to go cupcake?"
"Yeah I'm ready. J, do your homework and don't burn the place down okay. Dad should be home in a couple of hours." I say while I rustle through Jason's curly hair.
"Yes Captian!" I smile at him and nod.
"Bye buddy!" Gar calls as he walks towards the garage. Jason waves at him and says goodbye too. Me and Gar walk in silence to the garage. Once were inside I note that he has his keys out and is heading for his truck.
"No way are we taking the piece of shit!" I cry out. "That car is old…and ugly." It's not really that bad since he refurbished it, but I still love to piss him off. I used to do the same thing to Beck. Apperantly guys really love their cars; I don't get it, it's just a heap of metal and rust.
"It's not that bad Jade." He says with a frown. "Just get in." I let out a groan and hop in without further complaint. Gars starts up the car and were driving away from my house before I know it.
"Just curious how did you know the code for open the garage?" I ask. Gar is a family friend, but still that's some information he shouldn't know.
"It's obvious really; it's the first and middle initial of your name and your two brother's names." He states like its some common known fact. Shocked that he figured that out so easily, I just stare at him. "I graduated from Harvard for a reason." He responds to my inaudible questioning.
"Okay…So why are you doing this?"
"An old friend can't just drop in every once in a while and treat you to a little fun" I just glare at him knowing damn well that's not the reason. "Okay so you and Beck broke up and I needed to do something."
"Seriously! It's not even a big fucking deal. People date people break up. Simple." I pissed. I don't need people's sympathy, especially his. Beck and I are over.
"Chill Jade, let me finish. I know you guys broke up, I just feel like it's my job to spoil you. Get you out of the hell hole and take you out for an amazing night so you can meet new people. And have some well deserved fun." He says smiling kindly at me. I just blink back at him astonished that he would cut his trip of Europe short for me. "You could thank me you know." He states and his smile turns to a smirk.
"Yea whatever…Thanks." I try to sound as cold as possible but I can't hide the glee in my voice.
The rest of the car ride is pleasant and filled with laughter. After about thirty minutes of us talking, Gar pulls up to an old, abandoned warehouse.
"Not that I don't trust you…" I turn and face Gar. "But are you sure you didn't bring me here to kill me?" I question. I can see a few colored lights inside the warehouse and multiple cars parked around it. I not exactly sure what's going on but it kind of creeps me out.
"Don't get you panties in a twist." I grit my teeth when he says panties; God I hate that word. "I'm not going to kill you just get out of the truck and follow me."
I take to his instructions and we walk in silence. Gar stops in front of the main entrance to the warehouse and pounds on it. After a few seconds the door opens, a man slightly larger than Gar emerging from the warehouse. I can hear music in the background and it sounds pretty good, not the new bullshit they play in the hallways of school. Tori would hate this shit. Whoa were did she come from. Confused by my thoughts I shake my head and direct my attention to Gar's interaction with this man.
"Name?" He asks plainly.
Gar straightens up his posture so he now stands eye to eye with bouncer. "Garfield Deckers" The bouncer scans his list and spots Gar's name towards the bottom.
"Alright and is this your plus-one?" He says pointing towards me.
"She sure is." Gar smirks at the guy, while grabbing my wrist and pulling me close to him.
"Okay? Well you two enjoy the concert."
We walk inside the warehouse and I take a moment to adjust to my surroundings. There's a decent sized stage directly ahead of us and it's boasting a mirage of instruments. To our left there is a well stocked bar, along with multiple sitting areas. There's a lot of space and since this concert is either for a special audience or it's an underground band, the warehouse is not crowded at all.
"Not bad." Gar and I utter at the same time. We laugh and walk over to the bar. The both of us order a beer and go sit down.
"We're here a bit early, the actually music will start in about ten minutes."
"I don't mind. So who's the band?" I hate not knowing who I'm here to see. I'm very picky when it comes to music and I don't want this to be a waste of time.
"Just wait and see. I wouldn't have brought you here if I you weren't going to like it." Gar reassures me.
"It's not any pop crap my friends like is it?" I ask just trying to get a feel for the artist.
"Nope, none of that." After a pause Gar continues. "So you do have some friends?"
"Kind of…Not really they just kind of tolerate my bullshit, especially this one girl."
"Cat?" Gar ask.
"No, Cat is just clueless. It's a new girl, her name is Tori." Just saying her name makes me flash back to this morning. I feel a slight knot twist in my stomach. What the hell is wrong with me, I hate this chick. I don't feel guilty and I don't care about her, I mentally reassure myself.
"You don't sound too fond of her…"
"I'm not! She shows up out of nowhere and steals everything from me. My roles, my solos, my popularity, everything gone. I swear she probably wanted to steal Beck. She's terrible and her constant kindness is annoying." I rant.
"So she's talented and probably hot." I grunt because that's exactly what she is. Whoa I do NOT think Vega is hot. "That doesn't make her all that bad. I'm sure she's a nice girl who just wants to help you out."
"Some bullshit." I mumble.
"Listen Jade, I don't think you really want to hate this girl. From the sounds of it you're actually jealous of her."
"Please like I'd ever be jealous of Vega. She's a popstar want to be, she wouldn't know good acting or music if it bit her in the ass. Plus I actually have a social life and know how to party. She's a goody-goody who doesn't know how to let loose and have fun." Words foam from my mouth and I can't seem to stop them. "I can't imagine her doing on bad thing. She sits at home and probably brushes her pretty brown hair a thousand times before going out to tan her flawless skin." Whoa, that sounded kind of gay. My choice of words also causes Gar to quirk an eyebrow.
"You sure you don't like this girl?" He asks sounding thoroughly amused. I feel the heat rising in my face and I respond the best I can.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Dear God I just sound exactly like Cat. Gar laughs at me before he responds.
"I'm just saying your choice of words betrays the hatred you're trying to portray. It's okay if you like her Jade, it seems like she nice to you and would be good to you."
"I do NOT like Vega. She sickens me and I never want to be friends with her. Or anything else for that matter." Gar stares at me then reluctantly nods. He's smart not to push the issue any further; I am so close to going off on his ass. I push the conversation to the back of my mind because I don't want the thought of Vega to ruin the rest of my night. A man walks out onto the stage and taps the microphone.
"Alright everyone, I'm Kenny and….." I chug the rest of my beer while he goes through his stupid ass speech, get up, and walk towards the stage. Gar mimicks my actions and stand close behind me while more people crowd around the stage. "Without further a due, I present the main event… Three Days Grace!" I squeal and spin around so I'm facing Gar.
"OMIGODD! Thank you, I've been dying to go to one of their concerts." I continue to squeal while beating against Gar's chest. He just looks down at me and smiles already. The band walks onto the stage and start playing a single from their new album. I couldn't be happier right now and I immerse myself in the music.
At the end of the song everyone cheers and I glance around the crowd. The energy in this place is amazing, especially considering the size of the group. Nothing could ruin this moment. Unaware of how close I am to the person next to me, I accidently bump into them. I turn around to mumble a sorry when my eyes lock with warm chocolate brown ones. I finally realize who I bumped into and who I'm staring at and I can't fucking believe it.
"VEGA!"
A/N- Long chapter but there was no way to get around it. The next chapter will be for Tori's point of view and will pick up where this one left off. Until next time.
-JKJOKER