Tori's POV
He widens his eyes, frowning his lips together and scratching the back of his neck. A better reaction than I would've guessed if you ask me. I roll my sleeves back down and go back to playing the beginning of the song, but I can't really focus with him paralyzed right beside me, and this annoying indie music playing. He puts his hand over mine for me to stop, and I look up at him. For once he's not smiling, or analyzing me, he's plain serious and sincere. "This is what happens over the years"
"Well I'm...I'm sorry" I free my hand from his, this indie music is really getting in my nerves.
"I don't want your pity" I cut him off, before he began an idiotic speech about life, getting up. "I'm gonna go somewhere without this terrible music" He needs to think for a while, you don't just drop a bomb like that and expect an instant, reasonable reaction.
"...goddamned music" he murmurs, and I head out the hall and to what makes this apartment much more expensive than mine, the second floor. It's a big room, half opened with a barbecue and pool and half closed just like a winter chalet, he doesn't let a lot people up there because it's his Nana's favorite room and he doesn't want people messing it up. But like his Grandma, this has always been my favorite room at his house too, and as I climb up the stairs I'm glad to see it hasn't changed.
I shut the door and sit down at the couch nearest to the fireplace, lighting it up to get warmer. I know he can keep a secret, he's just one of those people you can trust no matter what, so I shouldn't worry about that. My eyes wonder through the room, stopping at a knitting set on the coffee table. There are two needles, and a scissor.
I pick it up, they're sharper than usual, I bet they would do a lot of damage if I... "Now this make a hell lot mot sense then that porch you went to yesterday" I throw the scissors at the table, running my fingers through my hair. He looks okay, he's still not smiling which I'm glad "You've always loved this room"
"I guess some things never change" he goes over to the refrigerator on the corner of the room, picking up two bottles of sweet tea, handing me one and I take a short sip "uum...thanks. I wish sweet tea was a common drink in LA, instead of plain Ice-Tea, it's so much better.
He sits beside me, and his leg brushes against mine "How you holdin' up?"
And that's it, he doesn't ask me about any of the details of how I did it, and I'm relieved that he doesn't. "Everyday is a struggle" I admit, taking another longer sip, enjoying the taste "some better than others" I decide it's best to leave the ugly details of my breakdowns due to the medication aside, he doesn't need to know that I can go from 'Cat happy' to absolutely miserable in a matter of seconds. "but if it wasn't for Beck...I probably wouldn't be alive"
He nods his head, and I cross my legs resting my head on the couch "You two have been dating for a long time huh"
I laugh at his statement, sighting "not that long" I tell him, when I think about it doesn't even seem like days, it's more like a movie. A beautiful tragic one, that'd like to watch over and over again, and it seems to be a lot longer than it actually is, in a good way. "not that long, at all"
He shrugs, and places one hand on my shoulder squeezing it slightly "I'm just happy you're still here" he lifts up his bottle, and I do it too just to be polite because I'm not quite sure to what we're toasting for. His hand moves down my arm, and reaches for mine, his hand isn't quite as big as Beck's, it doesn't fit right "when are you going to leave?"
"On the third" I free my hand from his, putting the half empty bottle on the table, right next to the scissor, folding my arms slightly but as I feel the stitches brush against my sleeve I unfold them, it still hurts when I put pressure on it, and it's really ugly too, I hate it.
He hands me his phone "don't change your number this time", I chuckle softly typing my number; His background is a photo of him, holding a baby penguin, cute. I throw it back to him and sit up straight again.
"I changed my plan, I had to change numbers" he nods, as if not believing what I said, but it's the truth, I'd never change my number to stop talking to him, not back then anyways. I get up, stretching my legs, I should go back to the living the room.
"Torrey..." I stop at the middle of the stairs, to see Austin right behind me "who else knows?"
"Just you and Beck" I go down the hall, opening the door to the living room, and both Beck and Miguel yell as the match of the video game ends. I sit down beside him, and he gives me a small peck before grabbing back the remote.
"Guys..." George says, looking weirdly desperate "we have a situation"
"what the hell happened now?" Austin asks, and I now notice that Robbie and Tanya are nowhere to be found and that Dolph and Andre are pretending to be Walruses' at the corner
"WE LOST CAT!" Miguel yells, shit.
"What do you mean we lost Cat?" I ask him, getting up, a normal Cat missing isn't good, a high Cat missing is terrible.
"We were playing Mario Kart and she was talking to the smoke rings she blew..." he looks around, as if he was calculating something "and I got distracted on the last match, when I looked back at her she...she was gone!"
"Did you look around the house?!" Dolph asks, coming closer "Cat!"
"I looked everywhere! She's not here!"
Beck's POV
Tori decided it was best to go out and look for Cat in groups, and she also decided to go with Dolph and Andre, leaving me with George and Jade in another to look at the bridge and the other side of town, even thought it's nearly impossible that she'd be able to get there so fast without any of us seeing her already; Miguel to stay at the house and I'm with Austin. I'd rather be doing anything else than go around town in the cold having to listen to him whistling the beginning of'Sweet Home Alabama' over and over.
"Cat!" I yell, with no answer for the fifth time.
"She ain't going to answer, if she was nearby she'd have heard us already" I roll my eyes at his sassy comment, and check my phone to see if there were any updates, nothing "Hey, Man, what's the deal with you and Torrey?"
I frown at his question, what does he mean by our deal? I'm her boyfriend, I'm the one who should ask him why he's always so nice and flirty to her.
"I could ask you the same question" I keep walking, stopping and entering a pharmacy to ask them if Cat passed by
"Calm down fluffy hair" Now he's just trying to get into my nerves, to bad he doesn't know I actually am proud of my fluffy hair "I just wanted to know why she tried to commit sui-"
"she told you?" I stop in the Shampoo hall to face him, before he finishes the sentence "why would she do that?" I think out loud, regretting it already.
"Why I guess she still trusts me" he walks past by me, and to the counter, they didn't see her. And I really wish I was with Cat, looking for Austin instead of the opposite, because I feel like I can't be near alone with him for much longer.
"Why did you two break up?" I ask, as we head out and he gives me a surprised look "No, she didn't tell me that you two dated, I just put two and two together" he nods his head, and finally stops whistling the song about his dearly beloved state "and you look like you're pretty into Tori so I'm curious, why did you break up?"
"That's something she's gonna have to answer" he starts to walk backwards, looking inside the alleys "She's the one who broke up with me" I smirk with that statement, even if it was years ago and that I'm positive that she has no feelings left for the guy, I'm still glad he didn't break her heart "but I will tell you this, she seemed a hell lot happier with me, back then, than now"
"Just...shut up, you don't know what you're talking about" I walk past him, going around the corner and making my way to the only opened store on the mains street, a small market place.
"Hi, did you see this girl by any chance?" The guy at the counter looks closely, and starts to laugh.
"Nice girl, came by just a few minutes ago to buy party stuff, balloons, some hats"
"thank you so much" I walk out, grabbing my phone to call Tori, that finally had the decent idea to come meet with me and Austin and the rest of the guy "they're coming here" I tell Austin, that's sitting on the sidewalk.
"I'm not ignorant ya know" he begins, and I think, what the hell if he says the stupidest shit in the world since I'm here I might as well listen. "I know how depression work my Grandma had it after my folks died, not pretty" I sit down beside him "I just worry about her man, I'm not trying to steal your girlfriend or anything like that, it wouldn't work with the distance, we've tried it before and..." he sights and stops talking to go back to whistling.
Distance. The thing that scares me the most when I think about the future, I checked her colleges she applied for, the closest she came to Vancouver was a college in northern California, in San Francisco; The closest to California I chose was in south Seattle, four hours away from Vancouver, thousands of miles away from San Francisco. I mean, I know she's not thirteen anymore, but long distance relationships aren't built to last. No, I promised myself I wouldn't worry about that now.
"What's she taking?" I nod, cracking my neck "Prozac?"
"Zolof" he frowns, nodding his head right before resting it in his hands.
"that's an ugly one in the beginning" he's finally saying something that makes sense "just gotta keep close watch on her"
"Hey!" I get up as I hear the sound of her voice, and she meets me, wrapping her arm around my torso "So she was sane enough to buy stuff, that's good" I chuckle at her weird optimism, that only works when it's about other peoples lives as we start to walk slowly, following Dolph.
"we should go back to Austin's apartment, she might've gotten back" Andre suggest, and Tor rests on of her hand in my chest and I kiss the top of her head, suddenly not bothered by Austin's stare anymore.
A/N: Really short chapter, I know. It's just that I'm feeling a bit discouraged by lack of reviews, are you guys disappointed on where this is heading? :/ please, let me know...