Hey there! Just here to say a small thing and that's I don't know how many chapters there will be left in the story. The content I do know but not the actual chapter number. That's it, so enjoy! :)
I woke up suddenly in a cold sweat early Sunday morning, flashes of a black monster still imprinting my thoughts. My head shook miserably and I just wanted to cry; not a lot but a bit. No tears came which left me even more miserable. Thus I decided to get myself a water by going all the way downstairs (stepping through one flight of stairs), going all the way over to the kitchen (making a right a few feet from the stairs) and padding right over to the fridge. After the cup was full of ice and water I made my way carefully back to my room, disrupting the dead quiet atmosphere even with my stalking steps.
Never once had I questioned why I wanted ice in my drink at all times, unless it was meant to be hot, orange juice or milk, but that night I did. Don't think for a moment that it was a long dilemma of mine, it took me literally a minute to just tell myself this: "Jade. You love it so fucking go to sleep." After that harsh mumble, I went to sleep. Easy as that.
The next dream was delightful actually. Very, very delightful... and sexy. I'll give it to you because I love it and I have it multiple times a week and, to be frankly honest, it's one of my favorites. Maybe it is my favorite. In fact, I had this dream tonight before I began thinking of all of this.
My eyes blink open and I'm sitting on a bed in this unknown room. It's all white, I could tell you that, but with the full moon shining through the glass doors bathe the walls in a pale grey glow. I just sat there, admiring the large bed and bookcases scattered across the walls and the aquarium shining a blue on the floor from the huge wall (opposite of the glass doors by the way).
The feeling of sheets against my soft porcelain skin draws my attention and I realize that I'm completely naked (this is the part that you picture the whole seen yeah... Okay, not that long you perverts). However, because I seemed to be all alone, I didn't feel ashamed of embarrassed so I just left the sheets how they were; splayed across my lap, leaving my chest uncovered.
My breathes became confused after a while as the dim silence bade some questions. I, pleased to hear the constant sound of wind through the slightly ajar glass door, started to climb myself out of bed. Though I wasn't given the time to move many muscles due to the long oak door opening across from me. "Don't leave now Jade," Tori purred along with the lustful beast in my gut region which did back flips once they saw the skin revealing clothing she wore. A long black, thin rope covered her boobs while black laced underwear covering, you know, yeah...
My with my head cocked to the side, she strides over and makes her way onto the bed, having the robe torn off before she touched the covers. I smirk as she crawls towards me like a tiger towards it's prey. Goosebumps spring across my waist as her legs wrap around it. I begin to grip Tori's hips as she grinded against mine slightly. "You want more don't you Jade? So much more," she whispered huskily before our lips locked together hungrily.
Somehow, in the mist of our play, I was on top of the half-Latina, kissing along her chest. As I made my way down, her breathes grew louder while her skin warmer. Eventually I began to tease along the rim of the black fabric, knowing full well that Tori was going insane. "Just take them off," she hissed weakly before a sigh of satisfaction once the lace was thrown to who knows where, or cares for that matter.
A grin spreads across my face once I see the wet lips staring back at me. I hear a groan of impatience before licking them. Tori's hips bucked softly while she let out a deep, shuddering breath. As my tongue finds the clitoris, I begin to just focus on that for a while, receiving pleasurable results. Her moans stream from her mouth, mixed with 'Jade', 'Shit', 'Fuck', 'God Damn'... man this woman can curse. I love it.
Hips bucked more harshly as my range of attack, I suppose, grew larger and a sudden hand gripped my head, guiding me to the wanted spot. I obey without any thoughts of teasing and smirk as she nearly reached her peak.
I never got to that fantastic part that night and, I don't want to share it with you. Or the rest of the dream after that which involved humping, scissoring, anything pretty much. An obnoxious alarm clock rang me awake that morning, sending an impatient, sour hand pounding on it. For a few moments I lay there, a glazed smirk plastered across my face. I really don't know how long I stared at the ceiling, wondering if I should put a picture of Tori on the ceiling. My head shook disappointed once I noted that people might see and I don't want other people to see.
It would be mine and mine only. Steps padded their way to my door and opened it slightly. "Jade? It's, uh, time to wake up... What is that grin for?" my dad raised his eyebrow playfully.
"Nothing," I muttered innocently, feeling his stare down my back as I felt warmth on my cheeks.
"Right, that dream was nothing then. Hey, don't tell me about Tori in red lingerie..." he backed off with his hands in the air.
"They were black," my mouth corrected before I could stop it. My hand raced to cover my mouth as I heard a snort from the door frame.
"Wow, I didn't actually think you really did dream about... well no, I did."
"Wha- how?" I asked, stunned as my stare locked with my dad's gleeful one.
"Uh, really? I can't tell you the amount of times I woke up with that same smirk on my face about your mother."
"I thought you hate her." My brows furrow with his as he sighed miserably.
"I know, and I think I do but... you didn't dream about her since these past few months now did you?" I looked down at my sheets as he stepped from the doorframe and into the hall. Flashes of lively, gentle hazelnut eyes glazed over my thoughts; when I thought of it then, I was also aware that I pictured her with her tattoo. It was then that I asked myself 'what do you want from her Jade? The wolf or the kind worker?' My steps afterward became more bitter as I made my way downstairs in the morning light with a fresh set of clothes on.
Because my dad apparently forgot how to cook, I had to make eggs and toast for breakfast. It was a quiet meal, though sitting on the island next to my dad made it worth while. He began chuckling through a bite before choking on it a bit before drinking some water.
"So, what are you dying over?"
"The first time you cursed."
"What? When?" I asked, slightly surprised.
"Well, when you were barely tow years old you were collecting some stuff in a plastic bag around the house. I was sitting on the couch watching TV and I heard a small quiet 'oh, shit' behind me. I turn around and just see you glaring at me with all of the stuff all over the floor; the bag broke." By the time he was finished, I nearly choked on my food myself.
Deciding that we were done with breakfast, since it could lead to a trip to the ER, I brushed my teeth as my dad gathered his things into his suitcase. After about twenty minutes, we are at the front door and approaching my car. Once I slid inside and the seatbelt was buckled, I looked over and started the engine as my dad did the same.
"Do you have to go now?" I muttered bitterly.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but I have to finish this project remember? Look, within a few months everything will be sorted out and I'll be back home. For good, unless I have to go and get groceries in Japan."
I just nodded, the car rolling around the gravel round-a-bout and onto the main road. There was another quiet moment, this time a little bit tense on my part.
"Jade, I'm sorry but I did say that it would be a weekend right?" he murmured gently after we got on the highway.
"And you said that this would only last a few years," I snapped viciously before frowning at myself, who glared at the car in front of us. After a few moments, I muttered, "I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from..."
"You do Jade and so do I, but we'll sort those problems out when I'm living with you. But right now, can you tell me what's going on at school?"
My head nodded softly as I drove on. "It's not just school, no, it's become my recent life. See, ever since Tori changed, she's been more aggressive towards other people when this Elizabeth showed up. I can't- I can't deal with it because I was talking to her when she changed. Just her eyes, and that's what it took. Sometimes, I worry what would've happened if I wasn't there... But maybe it would have put me in this spot anyway, I don't know.
"Then there's this bitch who had everyone wrapped around her finger from the beginning, even Beck. Eventually, we broke up after a night because I defended Tori and he threw me out. The next day, Elizabeth tried to touch me and I didn't let her so she went and started dating Beck... The asshole since has been on her side and hadn't even tried to make amends with me. The others are scared and on top of that, Cat's off somewhere which is a big help."
I sighed miserably, taking a breath before continuing with my long story, "And then I ended up in the bad part of town where I learned about this street fighter who drove off the meanest gangs there. She has this tattoo on her shoulder with many scars on her back. I had my suspicions which were confirmed once I saw Tori walk away with her right shoulder almost completely exposed... She had been put into prison and I didn't know it. She sent four people to the hospital because she didn't stop hurting them, even when the police came. I didn't know that, or that it was her dad who arrested her.
"I don't know shit about Tori and she told me I didn't, she told me that I should be cautious with her punches. I didn't listen but I will now, she said we were similar," I coughed, "I don't know what she means by that... All I know is I want her back but I'm blown away by this 'Maned Wolf' at the same time." And I was finished. I couldn't tell him that Elizabeth destroyed the chances of my play, or the script, or the burning of papers in my locker.
He shook his head softly in understanding of what he was told. "I'm sorry Jade, I really am... And with Peggy gone I- I can't. You told her didn't you? All of this?"
"It was our last conversation," I cried gingerly, keeping my main focus on the road. Once at the airport I nearly smothered my dad to death before security had to pry us apart. Well, what really happened was my dad enjoyed the hug before he realized he would be late, then security had to pry me off of him. I ended up hugging one of the security guards for comfort and nearly squeezed her to death too. Long story short, three of the uniformed men and women comforted me while trying to shake me off. They did help me to my car, getting me to a better state of mind.
With all of their help, however, they advised me to visit a 'specialist' and banned me from the airport for three months. My dad was thrilled as he chuckled over the short phone call.
-o0o-
For a couple of months after my dad had to leave for his important project, we talked over the phone every Saturday and Sunday. Those were the only sparks on momentary joy I had during January and February. During them, I knew that he could sense my spiral down in the abyss of absolute pain. Sometimes he would mention it, bringing my happiness up for the day or weekend before it dropped, vanished if you will, once Monday started.
It was a sickening cycle of mine. Sure, over the phone, I had Cat available and my dad by my side, but in person, there was no one. No one except Trina who did talk to me some, though it wasn't enough. No one except Tori who I did catch staring at me during class, though she remained extremely distant as I pulled her into the janitor's closet, snapping coldly at me. I could tell she was in pain too, maybe that's what she meant when she described us as 'similar'.
Then there was my throbbing heart, panging harshly against my ribs. Though, whenever I didn't focus on it, there was nothing but a cavity in my ribcage. I still felt the buzz 24/7, not wanting to go to school or do anything. Though, with that thought of Tori, the pleasing dream and some coffee, I managed to show up every day.
But it was really Elizabeth who really screwed me over. She found ways to shoot remarks and comments that went under everybody's radar, keeping her petty ego up high like a trophy, shoving mine off. She kept on harassing me, each day growing worse. Things of mine went missing, she followed me around with Beck, who was oblivious, and constantly locked lips with him cockily. I feared she would do worse at my school, though because it was a smaller community, thus more tightly knit than all the other public schools, she couldn't get too close.
Unless, she found out, she got to school earlier. Then she could set up traps for me to walk through, being defeated mentally or physically. Elizabeth could also do stuff like trip me, clearly enjoying the pleasure of standing higher than me, even though I was taller and more muscular than her.
I wasn't that much in shape before, hell, before October when all this shit started. But by March I was diffidently suited for a fight. Constantly I would run to the gym and throw several punches at the bags, picturing Elizabeth. Many staff members soon learned of my state and promised it would help. It didn't; just gave me abs. With the gym, my dad, my writing, anything that would normally pick me up, those cocky blue eyes would puncture my self esteem, those dead blue ones my soul, and the clouded brown-grey my heart.
Never before in my life had I pictured myself in this situation, especially over Tori. Never, if you asked me before, I would have asked if you were on drugs. Now, I would have said 'of course I did, are you high?' Either way, it would have included an insult to the person's health.
-o0o-
It was a Friday, I remember, and it was just after school I decided to go out for a walk. The same walk that would change everything at that time. My pace was slow and haunted, haunted by the ghost of the flashing thoughts of Peggy, Tori and Elizabeth. Frowning slightly, I stopped my steps momentarily. My heart skipped a beat once I heard several pairs of feet do the same behind me. I began to walk again to slow down at a corner of an alleyway to halt once more. 'I'm being followed,' the thought sliced through my conscious nervously.
My head turned around enough to see multiple people behind me before my steps did the same. We faced each other, my calf's skin prickled, acknowledging the cold metal against them. I feel my brow furrow while my eyes darted between all of them, sweat beginning to threaten as I realized that I backed myself into a corner. None of them held weapons, only a sick gleam in their eyes with fists clenching.
My breathing begins to heighten as the stepped closer, my eyes finally landing on the one in the middle who didn't follow. "What is this?" I spat as she grinned cockily. Elizabeth stood, her arms folded, looking entertained and excited.
"You really shouldn't have started this Jade-