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So this is a short chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 8: Confrontation

She was waiting in his darkened RV when he finally returned. He turned on his light and screamed at the sight of the pale, dark-haired girl sitting on his bed holding a menacing pair of scissors.

"Jade, what are you doing here?!" Beck shouted. "Oh, god, is my nightmare coming true? You're going to cut my hair, aren't you?" He touched his hair, his eyes widening in fear.

"No, I'm not going to cut your hair," Jade said slowly. "Not yet anyway." She snipped at the air with the scissors.

"So what's going on?" Beck sat down on his desk chair, still wary of the scissors-wielding chick. "Did something happen with you and Tori?"

Jade smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She thought about her girlfriend's soft skin, about their bodies coming together as they made love, about Tori's soft moans of pleasure. Jade clinched her free hand into a fist and squeezed, digging her nails into the palm of her hand, to take her mind off of it and of the pleasure she now felt blossoming in her vagina. Damn that girl, she thought.

"What I want to know is how you could like that new girl? She…she's…she's…" Jade couldn't find the right words to describe her.

"She's just like you?" Beck asked, filling in the blank for her. Jade scowled but didn't say anything. "Yes, she is a lot like you, and I can't help but like her. Why do you care? We broke up, and you're with Tori now. This shouldn't bother you."

"How could it not bother me?" Jade lowered the scissors and spoke in a softer voice. "I would be okay if you liked a different girl but to like someone who is similar to me in many ways? How do you think that makes me feel?"

Beck moved onto the bed and put an arm around Jade's shoulders. "I'm not trying to replace you, Jade," he said. "I still love you. I will always love you."

"Really?" She looked up into his beautiful brown eyes.

"Really." And maybe it was the heat of the moment or maybe it was just a force of habit. Whatever it was, Beck tilted his head down and touched his lips to Jade's. Jade responded in her usual fashion, kissing him back hard. Swiping the scissors off the bed, Beck leaned into Jade until she was on her back and he was on top of her. When his hand moved to her waist, she put her hands against his chest to stop him. He pulled back to look at her.

"We shouldn't be doing this," Jade said. "I…I'm with Tori."

Beck snorted. "So why did you come here, Jade? Why do you care about me liking Felicity? If you're really with Tori and really care about her, then you wouldn't be worrying about what your ex is doing." Beck rolled off of Jade and lay on his back beside her.

Tears rolled silently down Jade's cheeks. "You're right," she said, her voice heavy. "I still love you, too. And I don't want you to be with anyone else."

"Are you saying that you want to get back together? I hate to say this, but is this thing with Tori just a phase? How do you really feel, Jade?"

How do I really feel? Jade thought. I love Beck, and I might love Tori. I told her that I did, but do I really? I spent so much time hating her. Is it even possible for me to love her? I like making out with her, and I really enjoyed having sex with her. Is it only a physical attraction that I feel toward her then? Can I not be with her in the same way that I was with Beck?

"It's not just a phase," Jade said. "I do like Tori. I just don't know if I can be in a relationship with her."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

They both lay there on Beck's bed in silence, thinking…thinking…