So I'm gonna make this a two-shot…
Disclaimer- If I owned, Bade would still be together.
Jade was walking through the hallway headed to the drama classroom to return her wig when suddenly the sound of fist hitting flesh echoed throughout the hallway. She quickly turned the corner, no way was she gonna miss out on a fight, when she saw the guy who had been hitting on her a few nights ago on the ground with the guy who was hitting on Tori knelt down next to him. She walked even faster, ready to high-five whoever the puncher was, when she saw it was her fluffy-haired ex-boyfriend.
"What is going on here?" Jade demanded in her sharp, loud voice.
Beck froze. He didn't know how to explain this situation to Jade. He could barely explain it to himself. He just knew that he didn't want anyone talking about Jade like that, ever.
"Uhhh….. We, I, w-we were just…. Ummm…?" was Beck's intelligent response.
Jade narrowed her eyes. "Come with me." Was all she said before taking his arm and dragging him into the janitors' closet. She grabbed a cold, wet rag and held it against his reddened knuckles without a word.
"Uh…. Hi," Beck said with a slight smile. Except for play practices, this was the closest they've been since the break-up. He had even tried to nonchalantly play with her apron during rehearsal, but she had denied him even that little satisfaction.
"Hi," she said carefully, her eyes narrowing even more. "Not that I'm against it, but, why'd you punch that doof?"
"I, He, I… I don't know." Beck ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "He was talking about you, and… I, I just didn't… I didn't like it." He said, somewhat sheepishly, looking at the floor.
"Okay," she responded slowly, her eyes returning to normal size while her eyebrows rose to great heights. "And… what makes you think its okay to defend me?"
"I still care about you!" Beck defended, his voice slightly rising.
"You, broke up, with me." She explained with hand gestures, as if he that decision hadn't been eating away at his stomach every second since it had happened.
"I know that. That doesn't mean I don't still care about you,"
"Right, because people that care about each other always humiliate them in front of a live audience and then again in front of all of their friends." Her biting sarcasm just reminded him, yet again, of how much he had hurt her. She unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand out of anger, making him wince. She noticed, taking the rag off, re-dipping it in the water bucket and putting it back on his now light pink knuckles. "God, did that guy have a nose of steel or something?"
She bent down slightly to get a better look at his hand when a piece of hair fell in her face. Without even thinking, Beck reached up and brushed it behind her ear. The ex-couples eyes both widened as they realized what he had done. After what felt like an hour of silence, he had yet to remove his hand, nor had she still yelled at him to.
Deciding that he should be the one to make the first move, Beck leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Jade tensed, but kissed back. As if it was second nature. It was, though, in way. To them.
Jade softly broke off the kiss and stared into Beck's eyes. Beck saw the wall of steel she had around her heart slowly degrade itself into a wall of… something softer than steel. He couldn't really think of anything with Jade so close to him. But one thing in his mind that wasn't complete gibberish told him to be careful, no matter how soft it was, the wall was still there.
"I..."
"Didn't mean to do that?" Jade attempted to finish for him.
"No… I didn't. But I'm not sorry I did." He sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day. "I miss you. And I know I screwed up and embarrassed you and I completely don't deserve you but I'm still completely in love with you. And there is absolutely nothing anyone can do to change that."
"…So you want to get back together?" She clarified
"Yeah, I do."
"Interesting," was Jade said before turning around and walking out of the closet.
"Wh- Jade! That's all you're gonna say?"
"Well you can't expect to just automatically get back in my good books after one mushy speech. You're gonna have to earn it, Mr. Oliver."
She turned and continued down the hall leaving Beck in the doorway with his jaw hanging open. Noticing he hadn't moved, she stopped and turned halfway so he could just see her face,
"Comin'?" her faux-innocent tone was accompanied with a smirk as she turned back around and walked off. Not even bothering this time to check if he was following. He always would.
Eventually, they would always be brought back together. One way or another.
A/N ughhh I knooowwww the ending SUCKED! Sorry, I just didn't know how else to end it and I wanted to get this out before the next episode. And for those who are reading my story Annabeth Chase, Titan Lord I promise I'll update soon.