Chapter 13

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AN: OMG! Almost a week without an update! :O I'm sorry... It's been kinda hectic lately, but I'll try to get back on track ok? :)

So VicTORIous ends today U_U Which really, really sucks. It's a shame a show like that gets taken off the air while other ones not nearly as good get left on... But I am happy to know that it'll continue living through this site and all the amazing fanfics out there! I hope that doesn't change any time soon. :)

Jade

My eyes flutter open as the sunlight shines through the window and spills across my face. I blink a few times and stretch out my body as a smile slowly pulls at my lips. I don't even know what the hell I'm smiling about until the memories from last night slowly begin flooding my groggy mind. I bring a hand up to my mouth and tentatively run my fingers over my lips as my smile grows impossibly wider.

Vega. Tori fucking Vega.

A soft chuckle rattles my chest as I shake my head.

Tori and I had stayed at the waterfall 'til three in the morning. Talking about nonsense, laughing, kissing... Yea mostly kissing. Fuck, just thinking about it makes me feel all tingly and shit. My eyes close as I am once again consumed by the memories.

We had finally decided to head back when the cold night air made our bathing suits cling to our bodies uncomfortably. We snuck into the cabin through the back door and headed upstairs to shower and change; but when I came out of my shower, I had found Tori on her bed with half her body laying on the mattress and her feet still on the ground as I'm sure she tried waiting up for me. I smiled and laid her down properly, throwing a blanket over her body before heading to my own room and collapsing with the same smile I now find myself sporting this morning.

A sudden shift on the mattress startles me, making my eyes snap open. I turn my gaze to the source of the movement and feel all the blood drain from my face down to the tip of my toes.

Lying amidst the crumpled sheets and blankets is a sleeping form. Dark brown hair flowing gracefully over the pillow, tanned skin peeking from under a t-shirt as an equally tanned arm reaches out clumsily until it wraps itself around my waist, and pulls me closer to its owner's warm body.

I feel my breathing escalate and my chest contract as my heart accelerates. Panic rises in my throat as realization hits me like a derailed freight train.

Beck.

Wrong. Everything feels so fucking wrong.

Ever since my friendship with Tori had started, it had been a completely different part of my life. A secret. An alternate reality of sorts. When I was with her I wouldn't think of anything else, of anyone else. We were in our own world where there was only her and there was only me.

But everything changed last night. The moment I kissed her, that invisible wall I had built around us came crashing down, forcing the worlds to mix. And everything from yesterday that seemed so euphoric and amazing this morning is now nearly driving me to an anxiety attack.

Holy fucking shit, I kissed her.

And she kissed back. And it was right. It felt so right.

But now… now here I lay, with Beck curled up next to me. With Beck. My boyfriend. My breathing quickens even more and I begin to feel lightheaded.

I carefully pry myself from his arms as to not wake him and shakily head to the door. I can't be near him right now. I can't. I need to breathe. I need to clear my mind. I need to think, since I clearly haven't been doing much of that lately. I open the door slowly but just before I can step out and flee like I'm planning on, I see someone coming out of the bathroom across the hallway from me.

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