Okay so I forgot to put this on the first chapter, but I'm new to all this so yeah... please be nice. But review, let me know what you think, thank you!

Beck's POV

I heard the familiar pounding on my RV that could only be one person. Jade. It was impossible to tell from her knock if she was angry or not, as that was the way she always greeted the metal of my door. And sometimes me.

"Beck, open this door!" she demanded. Whoops, definitely mad.

Apparently, 'Ask nicely', wasn't the correct response. With one swift kick, she'd broken into my RV and her foot found its way to my ankle, making me wince.

"Ow, Jade, what the hell?"

"Excuse me, but I don't think I'm the one at fault here," Jade's face had fallen into its usual scowl, but normally I could turn it into a somewhat smile. This time, however, she clearly had her stubborn head on.

"Do you want to tell me what I'm supposed to have done, and then I'll tell you that I'm sorry and then you'll be okay with me again?"

I smiled my special smile at her, the smile that I know she absolutely adores, but her eyebrows remained furrowed in anger. I'd really made her mad, and I didn't even know what I'd done.

"You know perfectly well what you've done. I saw the way you looked today when you found out that Tori had a date."

I scoffed at her accusation and grabbed her by the shoulders. I spoke flatly, "Jade, I will not keep having this same fight with you over and over again. Can't you see what it's doing to us? Why don't you trust me?"

"Because you know full well I don't trust very easily."

"Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?"

"No but I…"

"Exactly," I replied smugly, putting my hand up to show her I was done talking. She still looked mad, but I could tell that this time it was because I'd beaten her. She thinks she's amazing at arguing but I rarely give her the response she craves, which is why she looks elsewhere – mostly in Tori's direction, unfortunately.

She sat next to me on my bed and buried her head into my arm.

"I'm so scared of losing you, Beck Oliver," she whispered.

"And here's me thinking you weren't scared of anything," I joked, but the look in her eyes told me that it was not appreciated. I suppose what she wanted to hear was that she wasn't going to lose me.

"I'm not going anywhere," I wound my arms around her protectively, but in the back of my mind I knew I was facing a huge problem. This was the side of her personality that she hardly shows to anyone, including me, which confused me more than anything. I've tried my best for two years, and I'll keep trying, but her split personalities made it impossible to love her.

"Jade…" I began, about to explain my dilemma.

"Don't," she muttered, appearing to sense the concern in my voice. "Don't say anything. If you ruin this moment, I swear to God I'll never forgive you."

So I shut up and kissed her head and wound my fingers round and round her curls. She tangled her fingers in my free hand, tracing her sharp, black finger nails up and down my arm. She was right to make me be quiet; these rare moments are the things that remind me how much I want to be with her. Jade has emotions - she's just like everybody else. Perhaps she doesn't tackle them very well, automatically turning them into anger and depression and whatnot, but she feels. And that's good enough for me.

We lay down and she instantly fell fast asleep on my chest. She looked so vulnerable and adorable without that evil glint in her eye and her vicious tongue chattering away. I mentally took out her blue extensions and looked down at the side of her face that didn't contain the eyebrow ring and tried to imagine what it would be like if she was normal. Somehow, it just wasn't the Jade I fell for.