Sorry for the long wait for the update. I've spent like 5 days on this chapter. Anyway, I was slightly discouraged with the fact that I only got 1 review for the last chapter. Anyway here I go. This is most likely going to be a really long chapter.

Oh, I used a two quotes from two different movies in this chapter if you can find it and tell me what movie it's from then you can have a sneak peak of the next chapter and a dedication/shout out in the next chapter!

Disclaimer: If I did, you wouldn't be reading this.

Jade POV

So those stupid legal people are making me get questioned today. Great job, Beck. They doctors called the police and then child services and before you knew it there was some creepy lady making an appointment with me. She was here to question me about the case. Oh, and I have to get a frickin lawyer! Lawyers drive me crazy, they're blood sucking parasites! And if that wasn't bad enough, Now I have to go to therapy for self harm and all the stuff I've been through. And to top it all off, Beck can't come with me...to any of it, not the meeting with the creepy lady, or the one with the lawyer, and not even the therapy session. Ugh! I hate life, at least I got let out of the hospital and am staying with Beck for now.

The creepy lady's office was so...proper. There were books everywhere, and I mean everywhere and she had her fancy little desk with an expensive looking couch in front of it. Not to mention the fact that when I walked in she was clicking away on her computer, not even acknowledging my existence.

FInally, she took a brake to look up from her computer. She pointed to the couch in front of the desk and I sat down, annoyed.

"Excuse me," I finally said, irritated "I have a life to get back to so if you could take ten minutes of your day to get this retarded questioning thing over with that's be great."

She looked up from her computer and narrowed her eyebrows at me. "Quite impatient, aren't you?" She glared.

"Yes, and I also like to be acknowledged." I said back. She raised an eyebrow. I raised an eyebrow.

"Well," She finally said, "let's begin, shall we?"

"We shall." I said.

"Jadelyn-"

"Call me Jade."

"Jade, I'm not going to sugarcoat it or ease your way into this session, I'm not a therapist, I'm an investigator. I want the facts. Did your mom ever hit, kick, punch, or in any way shape or form abuse you?"

"No, well yes. She abused me with words and ignorance."

"What do you mean?"

"Well she would always say mean stuff to me and criticize me and ignore me. She would shoot down my dreams and not really care about what happened to me."

"I see, what about your dad? Did he ever abuse you?"

"Yes, he would do exactly what my mom did and he would hurt me."

It went on like that for a while. She would ask for specific examples of how he hurt me and how long it had been going on for and why I thought it started. At the end, she gave me a hug and told me I was very brave and strong. She said I should stop worrying and that things would get better. I didn't know whether or not to believe her.

The next day I went to the meeting with my lawyer. His office was practically identical to the lady who'd questioned me. He was nicer though. When I walked in he shook my hand and didn't ignore me like that lady did.

"So, Jade, I've heard that's what you like to be called, how ya been?" He said kindly.

"Pretty good." I said plainly.

"Well, that's not what it sounded like when I read Ms. Pierce's report." He said. Ms. Pierce, so that was that lady's name. "Anyway, Jade, this is a simple case. It's pretty much open and shut. You're bruises are reasonable proof and you're mother has already admitted to everything she's been accused of. However, although your mother was not the most loving of people, she never really committed a crime. Honestly, the only thing she's guilty of is being ignorant towards you. She never beat you or denied you food, therefor the only thing we can do is have child services take you away from her and put your custody in other people, which after the court case will be done. But your dad, he's the one that can get into serious trouble."

"So what are you saying?" I asked slightly confused.

"Jade, the original case was against your mother but we have decided to expand it to your father too." My lawyer said.

"Is that why yesterday Ms. Pierce asked me questions about my mom AND dad?"

"Yes, things are looking good for you Jade. Anyway, you know when your hearing is. It was nice meeting you." He gave me a hug and I surprisedly let him. I nodded my head and left. Next stop, therapy.

I was freaking out over the therapy. There was so much to talk about; the abuse, the cutting, everything! I did not want to open up and let out all of my emotions to some random person.

I walked in to the office. It was like all the offices I've been to today except there were one of those therapy couches that you're supposed to lay down on. The lady who was my therapist wasn't a hippy lady like I thought. She was actually normal. She was wearing a beige skirt suit and sitting at her desk talking on the phone to someone, most likely a mental person. She talked calmly to them and mouthed to me "one second" eventually she finished the conversation and put the phone down.

"Jade," she smiled standing up and reaching out to shake my hand. "Hi, how are you? I'm Dr. Shields, so why don't you lay down and we'll get started."

I sat down and then laid down awkwardly. I was nervous and I think she could tell.

"Look, you don't need to be nervous. You're not crazy, there are many people with you're problems." She said reassuringly.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked suddenly.

"Nothing. You're just a girl that was under a lot of trauma and pressure and snapped. That's how many of these cases start. I already know about you're family life but I really want to know what you're feeling. Not the facts. How did you cope with the abuse? How did you feel about it?" She said kindly.

"I wouldn't let myself be scared. I tried to avoid it as much as possible. I would go over my friend, Cat's, house or just surround myself in plays after schools. I recently started going over my boyfriend's house a lot." I spilled.

"You said you wouldn't let yourself be scared, Jade, everyone get's scared. On the inside I think you really were scared and denying that probably added to the pressure and trauma. You need to be honest with yourself. Now, tell me how you would feel exactly when you would realize your dad was about to hit you and your mom just stood there."

"Uhhh, panicked, terrified. This white light would rush through me telling me to run or that something bad was about to happen but when I tried to, nothing would happen. I felt frozen almost. My mom let me down and I would feel betrayed and weak. I was pleading and she would ignore it. I felt weak and alone."

"Good, that's what I want to hear, honest feelings. Those feelings are all perfectly normal. And, you're not weak, you're stronger than most people; and don't give me that 'then why did i have to cut my self?' stuff because the fact that you didn't commit suicide or have suicidal thoughts amazes me. Anyway, you mentioned your boyfriend and your friend, can you tell me a little bit about them?"

"Well, Cat is my friend. She's the complete opposite from me, she's all bright and bubbly and happy but we've been best friends for like forever. She didn't know what my parents were doing, I would just sleepover her house or whatever and she just thought it was because we were and I quote 'the bestest friends in the whole entire world, we're tbfitwew's'."

"Did you use Cat for her house?"

"What? No! Sure it helped but that wasn't the only reason I'm friends with her."

"Making sure, and your boyfriend tell me about him."

"Beck is...amazing. I do not deserve him at all. He's the world's most perfect boyfriend. He's always there for me and would never do anything to hurt me. When I was going through my issues he was always there for me, he tried to help and he did a great job. I probably would've never cut again but then I saw him kissing another girl but it wasn't his fault she kissed him and he tried to get her off him. That's when I lost it and cut myself too deep and had to go to the hospital."

"It seems like you two are very close, that's good. When people go through hard times they often need someone to fall back on to. Why did you feel the need to cut yourself?"

"I felt imperfect, weak, useless. I think I just thought I deserved it. Beck had broken up with me because I had been pretty bipolar. My dad had hit me that morning, he saw the bruise but I wouldn't tell him why because I didn't want him getting involved or doing something stupid. He got mad at me for not trusting him and I didn't want to go home to my dad so I went to his house and he broke up with me for changing my mind and not trusting him. I went home and bad beat me and then I went upstairs to take a shower I saw the razor and you know the rest."

"It seems to be that your relationship with your boyfriend seems to be causing the cutting."

"It's just a bunch of mistakes that happened. Honestly, he's helped me sooo much and I probably wouldn't be alive if he wasn't here. After that girl kissed him he went crazy looking for me and he took me to the hospital. The reason why situations involving him lead to the cutting is because my biggest fear is losing him. I just love him so much." By this point I was sobbing. Dr. Shields handed me a tissue.

"I understand you love your boyfriend and I'm not saying you should brake up with him but your relationship is a little unhealthy. You guys seem to be in the in between. There's either taking it slow or being serious and judging my your relation ship dynamic you need to choose one of these options in stead of being on and off. For example, when you were in that fight about you not trusting him, a serious couple would talk about it, a slow couple would take a brake from each other and temporarily brake up. You just ignored each other which never works and when he broke up with you, you lost it. I think you guys would be better off as a serious couple but if you're having doubts in weather you love each other then you either need to take a brake from each other or prove to each other that you do love each other. Do you understand?"

"Yea, I'm definitely gonna talk to him about that tonight."

"I'm glad, and our time is up. We accomplished a lot today Jade, good job. I'll see you next week at the same time."

"Thanks, bye."

When I got back to Beck's RV he instantly gave me a hug and kissed the side of my head. I was kind of nervous about what I had to tell him but Dr. Shields was right.

"How was today?" He asked smiling, probably thinking about how much I hated it.

"Surprisingly good. I liked therapy" I said blankly.

"What?" He laughed "What'd you guys talk about?"

"Everything. The abuse, the cutting, and uhhhh ourrelationship." I said making sure to rush through the relationship part.

"Wait, what?" He asked in disbelief.

"You heard me." I said simply, not wanting to repeat it.

"Well, what'd she say about our relationship?" He asked trying to not look interested but epicly failing.

"We're in the in between, Beck. We're not taking it slow, we're not getting serious, we need to choose one." I yelled.

"Uhhhh...OK." He said confused.

"Look at it this way, when we got into the fight over me not trusting you, if we were taking it slow we would've taken a brake, if we were getting serious we would've talked about it, not this childish ignoring thing." I explained.

"But, Jade you would've killed me if i broke up with you or tried to talk to you." He defended.

"I know, which is why we need to change."I groaned.

"So do you want to take it slow? Do you want to take a brake?" He asked. I glared at him. "OK, serious it is." He concluded. "So what now?"

"You said we were going to take it serious." I said standing up "So let's start with this..."

I rapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, long and deep. He rapped his arms around my waist and continued the kiss. Slowly, it turned into a make out session and I pressed him to his bed/couch thingy. He laid down with me on top of him and I broke the kiss and put my lips to his neck and started leaving hickeys.

"Jade..." He moaned.

I went back to his lips and tore his shirt off. He helped me slip out of my shirt and put his hands on my bra clasp.

Yep, we were getting serious...