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Seven: Reconciliation

Jade

It's three in the morning as I drive, finding it hard to slow down until I get home. I've never felt so embarrassed in my life, and my brain doesn't let me forget it. Trying to kiss Tori Vega? I'm a fucking idiot. God, of course I'm an idiot. Why would I do that? What could ever prompt me to do that?

I mean I know why and what... I did it because it felt right and it was prompted from getting too close too fast. She just felt so comfortable and homey. Like Beck. I felt with her what I feel with Beck.

God, Beck...

I have to tell him right? But really what is there to say? 'Yeah, I got drunk and tried to make out with Tori after telling her how I treat her like shit because my father used to treat me like shit'?

What an awkward predicament.

I roll to a stop at a red light and rest my forehead on my steering wheel, feeling my emotions bubble up inside me and spill them over, letting out a scream that leaves a scratching in my throat.

I need to get home, and I need to go to sleep. In the morning Tori will text, we'll talk about it or forget it happened and she'll put our old relationship back together. I don't have to do anything but wait for Tori to fix it for me. I sigh, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel until the light turns green.

—

But Tori doesn't text. She doesn't send one single message. She doesn't call, she doesn't update her slap page, she doesn't this and she doesn't that. She doesn't do anything.

It's 14:00 and I don't have one single word from her. I'd be worried if I wasn't so fucking embarrassed, and this is clearly her ignoring me. What could've happened between then and now to somehow immobilize her and keep her from texting me? Nothing. She's just being a bitch.

If she thinks I'm going to text first? She's poorly mistaken

—

hey vega, sorry i left.
up for dinner?

I stare at the message on my phone, twiddling my thumbs in front of the screen. It's three hours later and I finally texted her, and she still doesn't even have the common decency to reply? It's been over twelve hours since she's seen me last, isnt she losing her mind? Why isn't she losing her mind? Why isn't she calling nonstop and spamming my phone and coming over to knock my door down to make sure I'm okay? Why isn't she wrapping me in her arms right now even though I so clearly don't want to hug her?

I groan and throw myself face down onto my bed.

"Jade?" I hear a rap at my bedroom door.

"What?" My voice is muffled by the pillow my face presses into.

"Can you order us a pizza?" My brother knocks again.

"Whatever." I make no effort to move and thirty seconds pass until he's knocking for the third time.

"Jade. We're hungry, order us pizza please."

"Fine!" I push myself up aggressively even though he can't see me and grab for my phone, quickly ordering my brother and his boyfriend a medium pepperoni pizza before changing the order to a large at the last second.