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Beck had finally realized it.
He was going absolutely, completely, and utterly, insane.
He wanted Jade. He needed Jade.
Ever day that went by without her made him go crazy, and he was constantly wondering if she felt the same.
He had also wondered whether or not she had moved on already, and that made his heart drop in his gut.
He couldn't stand thinking about another guy's hands on her, touching her, kissing her.
Just the thought of it made his blood boil.
He was supposed to be the one who got to touch her, to kiss her, to wake up with her every single day.
Only him.
No one else, except him.
But of course, he had to ruin it all.
He didn't know how one human being could be so stupid.
It hurt him, to know that he hurt her.
But if there was another guy who got to be with her, it wasn't like he could do anything about it.
He did have sex with another girl that wasn't Jade, after all.
Even though he said Jade's name instead.
Beck wasn't normally a jealous person. He wasn't one to get jealous easily.
But with Jade, that was a completely different story.
It was quite obvious that she could easily get any guy, or girl, she wanted.
She was beautiful.
With her beauty and talent, she could practically have any guy on their knees for her.
He didn't like that.
He didn't want that.
No other person was allowed to touch her, except him.
That was what he thought, though he knew he couldn't control who touches her.
They were most likely done for, and it broke his heart more and more every day.
He missed her eyes. Her lips. Her laugh.
Her snarky remarks and witty comebacks.
Her smile.
Beck let out a loud huff and flopped onto his bed, his eyes staring up at the ceiling of his RV, as they did every day.
His thoughts revolved around her, and only her.
He just wished he could build a time machine, and travel back to that awful night where his whole world walked right out the door, just to prevent it all from happening.
That was all he wanted.
But, it was impossible.
Beck had previously sent Jade approximately twenty-three texts, eighteen calls, and seven emails- not once earning a reply.
She was really done with him.
"Stupid," he muttered, his fingers grasping on his hair and tugging, shutting his eyes as tight as he was able to. "Why am I so stupid?!"
Much to his dismay, tears began falling down his cheeks, and a choked sob escaped his lips.
He really needed to stop this crying chiz.
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"Milk coffee," Beck mumbled, "three sugars. Please."
The worker nodded and fixed up his order quickly, handing him the coffee cup.
Beck muttered a thank you and went to sit down at a booth, gulping down his coffee instantly, embracing the scorching hot liquid running down his throat.
He tapped his fingers absentmindedly on the table, staring out the window, the sight of people trudging along the sidewalk quite amusing to him.
But he immediately stopped his movements as soon as he saw who came into the coffee shop.
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Yay a cliffhanger :)
Ikkkk this is insanely short, and I apologize- the next chapter will hopefully be longer to make up for it.
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~Izzy
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