AN: Hiiiii! Again, sorry for the delayed update. :/
I wanna thank everyone who's reviewed and favorited! I've always loved to read your reviews! And I don't know if it was because I accidently took some of my mom's estrogen pills again, but this weeks reviews just absolutely MADE my days! You guys are so freaking fantastic, I wish that I could bake a cake made out of rainbows and smiles and we'd all eat it and be happy! (I'll give five cyberdollars to the person who knows what movie that quote is from)
Anywho, it truly does mean a lot to me! This has been the first -anything- that I've ever written in my entire life and I definitely didn't expect you guys to jump on board with it at first! But I'm glad I'm so often proven wrong in life... U_U
Also, a couple of people sent me PM's telling me they found this story on Tumblr? I don't have one, nor do I even know what that is exactly :S so a big thanks to whoever put the story out there! Whether it was to bash or recommend it, it brought people here and I'm ever so greatful X)
Ok, enough with the word vomit. Enjoy!
Jade
"You've got to talk to him, Jade." Tori murmurs softly from the passenger seat next to me. I continue looking out the window of my car in silence, watching from the parking lot as people rush in and out of the busy Starbucks. I hear her let out a soft sigh before she speaks again. "What am I supposed to tell him when he asks me if I talked to you? What am I supposed to say when he asks me how he can get you back?"
"And what am I supposed to say, Tori?" I snap turning to face her. "What the fuck am I supposed to tell him? 'I don't want you back, Beck. I don't want you back because I'm in love with the girl I've hated for the past two years.'? Yea, I'm sure everything will be fucking peachy after that." I bring the cup I'm holding to my lips, enjoying the way the hot coffee burns my throat; taking my attention away from the pain in my chest, if only momentarily.
"Well nothing will get better if we just leave it like it is!" she argues. "Jade, you don't have to tell him about us if you don't want to... But you do need to make him understand that it's over between you two. He needs to be able to let you go."
"But it'll hurt him-"
"It already is!" she cries. I rip my gaze from hers and turn back to the window. "Can't you see that every moment that he continues with the mere hope of getting you back is torture for him? Torture because he's not sure if he will, but doesn't want to give up in case he could. It's false hope, Jade. And it's painful. It's painful for all of us." She adds softly. That makes me turn to face her again, eyebrows furrowed. "He's my friend, Jade. And I-I can't stand doing this to him."
"But you're not doing anything-"
"I'm lying to him!" She exclaims. "How do you think it felt looking him in the eye and agreeing to help him? Listening to him tell me how much he misses you, how much he wants you back, how confused he is as to what made you leave him, knowing it was me, Jade! That I'm the reason you left him and the reason he's so miserable." She sniffles and turns her face away.
"Tori, none of this is your fault. You didn't make me leave him. I chose to break up with him, I was the one that-"
"Then why do I feel so guilty, Jade? I told you at the cabin, I don't want to feel wrong about us. About what I feel for you." She quickly wipes away the tear running down her face. "But every time I see him I'll feel it. The guilt. The pain. And I can't, Jade. I can't. It's not fair to anyone. It's not fair to you."
