Disclaimer: Dang it. I don't own it.
I enter the coffee shop, and I'm soaking wet but I don't really give a damn. I guess I got lucky that I didn't get a speeding ticket on my way here, but I wouldn't really have given a damn anyway. I don't give a damn about anything because that's who I am. I had given a damn about Beck, I'll admit, but now that we've broken up I just don't know anymore.
I'm indifferent towards everything. Maybe that's why Beck dumped me, but he's always been able to handle all this baggage that came with me before. What's different? I can't act a little nicer. He knows that. But I do it for him. Is that not good enough? I hate how indecisive he is about me.
I just hope he doesn't go back to Meredith. I'll admit, I can be overbearing sometimes, but he's gotten used to that! He had gotten used to that, right? But that might not even be a reason. Ugh. Is this all just stupid thinking? Probably. It's our third breakup. I don't even know what I did wrong. Does he not want me in the picture anymore?
I internally sigh, but I'm somehow managing to keep myself calm. Emptiness. It's the worst feeling in the world. And if Beck keeps breaking up with me, why should I let it get to me? I mean, it's not like I was ever in a good mood to begin with. But he could deal with that. What changed? God. I should stop thinking about him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spot a redhead. Cat. What the hell is she doing in the coffee shop at midnight? Who knows with that girl. I could care less. I try not to get too close to people. Beck seems to be the only person who can break my walls down, but now that he's gone, it feels different this time. Whatever. I don't need people, but Cat's a whole different story. Nobody can ever seem to avoid her no matter how hard they try.
"Hi, Jade!"
How can she be cheery at a time like this? I don't get it. I don't get Cat at all. But she doesn't know me and Beck broke up, and I don't even want to bother to tell her because she wouldn't understand. Somebody who's that cheery must be hiding something, right? Like I care. But it's really hard to ignore Cat, and she's kinda hard to push away. She's exactly like a pet, I swear.
"I'm in a bad mood," I say bluntly, not giving her eye contact and ordering a coffee with two sugars. I guess I have to order for myself now. Darn.
I pay the guy, leaving the coffee shop and taking my coffee with me. Cat follows me out. I don't want to interact with anybody at this moment, but she doesn't get that.
"Jade, you're all wet."
I take a sip of my coffee. "Duh, Cat. It's raining." I say matter-of-factly, opening the car door with my free hand. I look at her, keeping my voice low. "I'm just trying to get home, alright?"
How stupid can she be? Don't get me wrong, I don't hate Cat like I hate Tori, but I just wish she would stop acting like a child all the time. But we've all got our screwed-up personalities. I'm just not in the mood for happiness. Ever. I hate happiness. With a passion.
"'Kay 'kay. Hey, you look like you were crying. Something wrong?"
Yes. Everything's wrong. I'm a mess. But I don't tell her that. She'd probably try to make everything better by making me cupcakes, but cupcakes don't solve all the world's problems. Well, on the bright side, at least I ran into Cat instead of Tori.
"Nothing's wrong, Cat. I'm just in a bad mood, okay?"
"You're always in a bad mood. Oh, this one time my brother—"
I slam the car door, speeding home. Yeah, I'm not exactly in the mood for happiness. I'm never in the mood for happiness. But I'm Jade West, and people just have to deal with that. Everything will sort itself out one way or another. Ugh. I hate positive thinking. Whatever. Cat and the rest of them will figure it out when they see that me and Beck's relationship status has changed on the Slap anyways.
A/N: Review or Rex might appear in your dreams. I mean, nightmares.