Salvation: A Breaking Bad/Jesse Pinkman Story

Chapter Two: Poison

I sat cross-legged on Jesse's laminate living room floor with Badger and Pete, cutting up some locusts with my chainsaw on Gears of War 3. We were on Horde mode and were all playing as our usual characters: Badger as Cole, Pete as Marcus and me as Dom. If Jesse were here he would have filled the shoes of Baird...

"Yo Indy! There's a Boomer coming your way man, get into cover", Pete advised me.

We always get like, really into our video games - they're probably the only thing we actually take seriously. Only right now I couldn't really concentrate. All I could think of was Jesse and her. What they'd be doing right now...

Ugh.

I shudder. I really don't want to be thinking about that right now. As if the fact that Jesse has a girlfriend isn't a hard enough thought for me to wrap my head around, the fact that it's Jane Margolis of all people... well that's just the icing on the fucking cake.

"Woah Badge!" I exclaimed with a mouth full of pizza. "Be careful with that mortar yeah? Nearly blew me to shit yo!"

"Sorry man, I ain't taking no prisoners. We're on wave mother fuckin' 45 yo!" Badger said as he did that thing guys do when they're excited - you know when they kind of wave their hand about and click their fingers? Yeah I can't really do it but it's kind of Badger's "thing" at the moment. He goes through phases...

"NOOO" Pete was screaming at the T.V. "Yo, I'm down! Revive me dude!"

"Shit man, I'm at the other end of the map! Indy go get Pete's shit together!" Badger ordered.

"Sorry yo, no can do I'm kinda caught up with a half dozen of grenadiers and like a million theron guar - oh fuck! Yeah I'm down too." I said as I loosely threw my controller down in front of the console. 

"Aww man you gotta be kidding! Level 45 yo..." Badger sounded legitimately distraught about the fact that we'd lost the game.

I put a hand on Badger's shoulder. "Shit Badge, I think this is the only time I've seen you show any kind of emotion."

He laughed as he playfully shook my hand off his shoulder.

We sat for a half hour eating our pizza and watching Cartoon Network. Yeah I know we're a bunch of 21 year old dorks but that's just the way we like it. We'd done what we always do on a Friday night and covered the floor in pillows and duvets. Jesse had 8 duvets and 12 pillows in his house just for this purpose, and that's not counting the ones on his actual bed. We've done this since our first, well sleepover I guess although we never call them that. It's kind of girly for the guys and we don't like how childish it sounds - which is ironic seen as we're probably some of the most immature people you could come across when we're together.

"Hey Badge? They your keys over there?" Pete asked, pointing over at the window ledge.

"Nah man, I got mine right here" Badger said, patting his left jean pocket and walking over in the direction Pete was pointing.

He picked up the keys and inspected the keyring. 

"Yo, these are Jesse's keys man. You two fancy a drive, drop them off?" Badger asked, shaking the keys at us as if that were supposed to entice us into agreeing.

Pete looked down at the floor and then up at Badger. 

"Man I don't know if that's a good idea" he said anxiously as he tilted his head in my direction and rubbed his face like he always did when he was nervous.

I knew what he was trying to get across to Badger - he knew how much I hated Jane and he really wasn't in the mood to witness a bitch fest. But Pete was caring too and I knew he was considering my feelings. He wasn't aware I liked Jesse but he knew that facing my enemy would cause me upset and he didn't want that for me. 

"Yeah , maybe we should pass on that", I agreed and heard Pete breath a sigh of relief beside me. "I mean we can always just let him in right, I mean we're not going anywhere and he said he'd be back..."

Badger dug his hand into his right jacket pocket and foraged around until he found what he was looking for and pulled his hand out. 

"You sure?" he asked with a glint in his eye and a cheeky smile as he held up a ten bag in front of our faces.

Pete and I looked at each other, sighed, turned to Badger and smiled in unison. It was agreed.

BADGER'S CAR

"Yeah bitch, hot boxing this shit!" Pete exclaimed with joy.

Okay so I didn't want to see Jane but I enjoyed getting high with my boys and I figured being stoned might help me keep my cool. Or failing that ensure that I found everything about the situation piss-my-pants funny. Yeah I get quite a severe case of the giggles when I've had a smoke... Whatever happened I'd get to see Jesse at least so, it wouldn't be all bad.

The familiar beat of a song kicked in on the radio and we all sang - verging on shouting for the guys - in unison as we passed the spliff among the three of us. 

"SO WHAT WE GET DRUNKKK. SO WHAT WE SMOKE WEEEED. WE'RE JUST HAVING FUNNN. WE DON'T CARE WHO SEEEES. SO WHAT WE GOT OUTTT. THAT'S HOW IT'S S'POSED TO BEEEE. LIVING YOUNG AND WILD AND FREEEE!"

"Shit, this song was like, written about us yo!" Badger half laughed, half spoke.

"Hey man" Pete could barely talk through his laughter, "we sounded like shit man."

"Yo speak for yourself!" I playfully protested. "If I sounded like shit I'd be starving", I laughed. This might be a good time to mention I'm a singer. I write and record my own material in my home studio and play gigs around the state to earn my living. Hell I even got an EP on iTunes but I'm not even remotely famous outside Albuquerque although, I do get recognized from time to time in my hometown.

"Yeah apart from you cus" Pete offered as he took a drag on the spliff. "Even stoned you sounding better than Rihanna yo". He actually sounded deadly serious in his compliment which was sweet and I had to giggle.

I spent the rest of the car ride deep in thought and occasionally listening in to the conversation taking place between Badger and Pete. They talk some crazy shit when they're stoned - they both seem to think they're like philosophers or something. Gotta hand it to them though, it never fails to make me laugh. Nor Jesse. He would have been struggling to breath through laughter if he were here right now.

All I could think was why?

Why Jane? Why not me?

I mean we were all pretty surprised when he got with Jane. She just never really seemed the type of girl that Jesse would go for. Not that we'd actually know his type seen as she was his first actual girlfriend. I mean he'd had more than a few one night stands in the last year, but they meant jack to him. Jane is the first girl he's actually allowed to put a label on their relationship.

Basically she's a goth. Shoulder length black hair complete with a full fringe and those hazel eyes that just cut through you like daggers when she looked at you. Her skin is pale like porcelain. Literally everything she wears from jewellery, to clothes, to shoes is black. I mean you get like a hint of colour if there's a pattern or a logo on her clothes or something but even that's pretty rare.

She's a hard faced bitch too. I swear she's never happy. She's always complaining - mainly about us. She didn't really like Badger or Pete either. She didn't hate them like she hated me but put it this way, if she ever gets a chance to get them out of Jesse's life, she'll take it.

Even their music taste was completely different. She listens to rock and metal while Jesse, along with us is into dubstep and hip-hop. In fact the only thing she actually has in common with him is the fact that she can draw. She can draw so well that it's actually her job. A tattoo artist. 

That's one thing that I can't do. I'm a useless drawer and stupid as it sounds, art is really important to Jesse. He had a lot of issues at home when his aunt was diagnosed with lung cancer and his parents kicked him out thanks to his weed usage. Drawing was like his salvation at that point in his life. What he spent every spare moment doing. It kind of allowed him a leave of abscence from his shitty life for a while.

I'm more like Jesse than she is. Okay so I can't draw but we have the same sense of humour, we like the same music, we chill together, play video games together...

Looks wise I'm pretty far away from Jane. My skin is lightly tanned and my hair is straight , falling down to my waist. It's coloured a white blonde and I have a fringe that sweeps to the side. I basically stole the hair colour from Alison Green from that group Millionaires but whatever. I have strange coloured eyes that are like blue with a brown centre but some days they're more brown and other days they're more blue. Basically they're about as fucked as my head is right now - although more than a few times Jesse has told me how beautiful he thinks they are, that he thinks I could charm anyone into doing anything I want them to just by looking at them. I smiled at the thought.

Such an innocent comment on his part that meant so much to me.

I also dress nothing like Jane - well I wouldn't because I'm not a goth. I tend to wear a lot of jean shorts with a tank, a jacket and pumps. It's also pretty unusual for me to be seen without a beanie or snap back although I'm not actually wearing either tonight. 

I suddenly realised that the yellow zipper jacket I'd thrown on when we left tonight was actually Jesse's and cursed under my breath. Jane would pick up on that.

She's the only one who can actually sense my feelings for Jesse. Luckily the guys think she's just being a bitch and trying to wind me up but I know she can see right through me. That's what scares me about her. No one except my sister Melissa has ever been able to quite work me out but Jane seems to be able to sniff out insecurities like a shark following a blood trail.

Finally the car screeched to a halt outside Jane's apartment. The blinds were shut but we could see slithers of light escaping from a few exposed gaps.

"Let's go crash this shit yo!" Badger smiled at me obviously trying to lift my spirits. Of course gatecrashing their little get together was not on our agenda. Hell once we'd given Jesse his keys we'd be right back out that door, not spending a second more than we had to in the prescence of queen psycho bitch.

We walked up to the front door hearing loud music blaring from the living room. Pete started to bang on the door as hard as he could in an attempt to be heard over the music. To our surprise, the door opened slightly and revealed a golden chain. 

"I got this", said Badger as he winked and forced his hand through the gap. He wriggled his wrist around for a second before we saw the chain drop and he pulled his hand free. A slight push on the door and it was wide open.

"Age before beauty" he teased. standing aside as a signal for me to enter the apartment.

The living room was empty and so we walked through the hallway of the apartment: myself followed by Badger then Pete.

As we reached the end of the hallway I stopped and clasped my hand over my mouth in horror. My eyes filled with tears and I had to stifle a scream. 

I'd walked in to find them both on the bed; Jesse on his knees, positioned between Jane's legs. 

As if she could sense our presence Jane looked over in our direction. She made no attempt to conceal the smug smile spreading across her face and purposely exaggerated her moans of pleasure whilst staring at me right in the eye. 

Jesse quickly noticed Jane's fixed glance and he too turned to face us - a gobsmacked look on his face.

Needless to say he was fucking that bitch and it was happening right in front of my eyes.

I turned.

I ran.

A/N

So what do you guys think so far? Sorry for the long chapter full of description I wanted to give you all more of an idea into the situation and what the main character is like to hopefully make the book better. I hope this wasn't a boring chapter for you all! :) x