AN: Omg, so guess what?! I got food poisoning. Mother-effin-food poisoning! And you wanna know the worst part? It was from something I cooked myself... U_U So yea, that's why this is so late... I was dying you guys! Food poisoning is so not fun. Every day I'd put two small coins over my eyes when I slept just in case that night was the night I got carried off to the Underworld. (I had no internet at home so I read a lot of Greek Mythology crap from school.)
Anywhoooo, I'll shut up now and give you all what you came for. My soul. You guys do work for Psyche, right? The Greek goddess of the soul?
Oh internet, how I missed thee!
Jade
"Tori, honey…" No sooner are we walking through the front door than Mrs. Vega is rushing to us and wrapping Tori in a tight embrace. "Trina called and told us what happened and that she couldn't find you afterwards and I just got so worried and-"
"I'm fine mom." Tori smiles softly. "I couldn't call you because I left my phone and purse in Trina's car but," she turns and motions towards me. "Jade made sure I got home safely." Mrs. Vega finally turns her attention away from her daughter to me. My lips twitch into a crooked smile and I send her a small wave.
"Oh Jade…" She breathes as she pulls me into a bone crushing hug. My eyes widen in surprise as I awkwardly return it, sending Vega and her dad a glare when I see them giggling from over her shoulder. "What happened? Are you girls alright? Do you want some hot chocolate? What did Beck do? Did you hurt your wrist? Are you-"
"Mom, take a breath please!" Tori chuckles.
Well I see where she gets that damned rambling of hers from.
"Come here honey," Mr. Vega says guiding his wife to the living room. "Sit down, calm down, and let the girls tell us what happened while I make us all some nice hot chocolate ok?" She nods and takes a seat on the couch with a sigh, turning and patting the spot next to her for us to take. Tori sits by her mom and I next to her, fighting the urge to take her hand and pull her towards me since her mom's eyes are still set in our direction.
Both Tori's parents know about us now, and she claims they completely approve of our relationship, even respecting our decision to keep it private from everyone, including their eldest, until both Tori and I are ready. But as awesome and supportive as they are, I don't want to push the boundaries and come off as disrespectful or make them feel uncomfortable with too much PDA, you know? So I place my hands on my lap and turn my attention to the two Vega women in front of me.
"Well, basically, Beck was acting like a complete and utter asshole and Miss Shelby Marx here gave everyone an up close and personal demonstration on how to properly knock someone unconscious with one single punch." I state with a proud smile while nudging Tori playfully with my leg.
"With one single punch?" Mr. Vega exclaims from the kitchen.
"She's sure got a mean left hook." I smirk.
"You hit him with your left hand?" He cries out even more excitedly.
"You guys make it seem as though what I did was a good thing." Tori mumbles while she runs a finger over her knuckles and grimaces. I gently take her hand in mine and very carefully remove the fingerless glove she's wearing causing her to hiss in pain.
"Oh my God, sweetheart!" Tori's mom gasps when she sees the dark purple bruises across her skin. "That looks pretty bad, maybe we should go to the hospital and-"
"No, mom, I don't think it's broken." Tori quickly interjects as she flexes her fingers in my hand, biting her lower lip to keep from whimpering in pain. "They just hurt a lot, but I can move them. Maybe just some ice?"
