And Then Came Him | 2

Fourteen.

[14]

"What the hell Tori!"

Tori sighed, running a hand through her brunette locks. "I-I don't know what came over me, I guess."

Beck was subconsciously clenching and unclenching his fists, his heart racing because of anger.

"You don't know what came over you?" Beck scoffed. "What a great excuse. Seriously. Do you want a trophy?"

"Okay, if you're gonna be mean- "

"Oh my god," Beck chuckled in false amusement, shaking his head. "Is that all you can say? People are gonna be mean, Tori, that's how it is. Not everyone is gonna be nice to you, even if you're nice to them."

Tori huffed. "She was making fun of me for being a virgin!"

"It was a joke, for god's sake!" Beck exclaimed, exasperated as he stood up from his seat on the couch. "It's just how she is! You two aren't particularly close, either, so no, she's not just gonna be all buddy buddy with you! Grow up and get over it!"

"I'm sorry," the Latina mumbled, averting her eyes to her lap.

"Don't apologize to me," Beck said in irritation. "Apologize to Jade. And if I ever hear you call her a whore or a slut again...we're gonna have a problem."

Tori rolled her eyes. "You can't hit a girl."

"Oh, I'm not talking about hitting you," the Canadian chuckled, heading to the front door. "There's more ways to ruin your reputation than hitting you."

And with that statement, he walked right out the door, leaving the gang to angrily look at Tori, who swallowed thickly.

-

Beck drove as fast as he could to Jade's apartment without speeding, needing to make sure she was alright.

He arrived after a few minutes and knocked on her door, and when she didn't open, he pulled out his usual paper clip and keyed the door, opening it right up.

He hurried inside and rushed to her room, the sight instantly breaking his heart.

Jade was sobbing into her pillow, the broken cries enough for Beck to immediately rush to her and pull her into his arms.

"Shh," he murmured gently as she buried her face into his neck, still sobbing. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay."

But her sobs didn't subside, and he ran his fingers through her raven locks, trying to soothe her gently.

"Tori was wrong," he continued softly as her crying began to slow. "About everything."

"No she wasn't," Jade replied brokenly, looking up at him with mascara-stained cheeks. "She was right. I'm a slut. A whore."

"No you're not," he shook his head, stroking the apple of her cheek with a thumb. "You are not either of those things. I promise you."

"Yes I am," she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. "There's something wrong with me."

"I don't want to hear you say bad things about yourself," Beck said, his eyes staring into her tear-filled ones. "There is nothing wrong with you. And I wouldn't ever change a single thing about you. You are perfect, okay?"