this is the last chapter guys :')

Beck's POV

I woke the next morning with a smile on my face. I felt around me subconsciously searching for Jade, but didn't find her.

My eyes flew open to see her sitting up towards the edge of the big bed we were still on. In the mirror across the room I could see that she was looking down at her phone, the thin bed sheet covering her chest.

I reached forward a bit to touch the smooth milky skin of her back and saw her look up in the reflection. She turned her body slightly to look at me, making my smile grow wider.

I know I'm only 17, but this has to be one of the greatest moments of my life. The way she's just sitting there wearing nothing looking at me like I'm…hers; I love it.

"Good morning," I said quietly. She puts her phone down and scoots back against the headboard to kiss me lightly.

"Morning," She gives me a small smile.

"So…," I start a sentence I don't know how to finish. I don't have anything to say, but I feel like I should say something, anything.

"So," she repeats, still staring at me. "We should get up."

"Yeah," I nod but lean in closer to her. "We should." I say before kissing her slowly, putting my arms around her. She kisses me back, but something's off; she's not all here right now.

"What's wrong?" I pull back and ask.

"I umm," She sort of looks down away from me. "Before we…whatever…I have to do something."

"What is it?"

"Kris." She holds up her phone between us with a slight frown.

"Oh." I'd completely forgotten about him.

"Yeah." She looked away again.

"What are you…," I started to ask what she'd tell him, not sure I wanted to know. I mean, last night meant what I thought it meant right? "Gonna tell him?"

"The truth," She nodded, looking certain.

"Which is…?"

"That he and I are over," I tried to contain my smile. "And that…I love you."

Jade's POV

Beck hadn't stopped grinning since I'd said…well you know. Even now, almost an hour later he was clothed and walking me to the front door of the beach house, with a goofy look on his face.

"Beck, stop smiling," I ordered, which only made him smile bigger.

"Sorry," He shrugged. "I'm just…happy."

"I know," I divulged and moved closer to hug him lightly. "I am too…or at least I will be. In a few hours." I sighed at the thought of the conversation I'd have to have with Kris right now.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" He asked me again.

"Yeah, I'm sure. That would just make things weirder..." I said as I opened the door and stepped outside.

"Alright, well call me if you need anything?" He said, still holding onto my hand.

"Okay," I nodded and let go of him. I got in my car and tried to rehearse what I'd say to Kris on my way to his house.

It was no use though, no matter what I said, he'd get hurt. He'd hate me and yell for who knows how long. But what choice did I have?

Just do it fast. Like a band aid, I told myself as I approached his front porch. The image of Beck looking at me from the beach house doorway gave me the courage to ring the doorbell.

That courage faded soon, though as I realized I'd be throwing away a 3 year relationship in the next 5 minutes. My heart started beating faster as the front door opened.

"JJ!" I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was Kris' stupid best friend, Jeremy.

"Jeremy," I said as I entered the house I'd visited so often. "Where's Kris?"

"He's organizing his room," Jeremy told me as he sat back down on the couch. "I think his mom told him to get some stuff to give to charity or something."

"Oh," I nodded and started to walk to Kris' room. I assumed no one else was home, that's good. No need for another witness. No one was ever at Kris' house, much like mine.

That was part of the reason we'd gotten along so well, we were both used to the loneliness our parents left us in. As I approached his bedroom door, my legs shook as I knocked lightly and pushed it open.

"Kris?" I called into his room as I walked in. I looked around to see two piles of clothes on his usually clean floor.

"JJ?" I heard him say as he walked out of his closet with more clothes. He threw them on the first pile and came over to kiss me hello. "What're you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be recuperating."

"I was," I nodded, my throat suddenly dry. "I mean, I am…but I umm I needed to talk to you."

"Oh," He said as he went over to his closet and went back to work. "What's up?"

"Well, I uh…have to tell you something and I—,"

"Aww babe, remember this?" He asked me as he held up an ugly stuffed bear wearing a red bowtie. "You won it for me at Dawson's back to school fair last year."

"Yeah, I remember," I nodded, this wasn't gonna be easy.

"I love this thing," He smiled and tossed the bear onto his bed to continue sorting things out of his closet.

"So look," I tried to start again. Like a band aid. "I have to tell you something but before I do, I just want you to know that you—,"

"Oh hey," He interrupted me again. "Before I forget, my parents were planning our thanksgiving vacation and wanted to know if we'd rather go to Greece or Cancun; I told them I'd ask you."

"Uh…," I shrugged lightly. Ever since we'd gotten together, I went on every vacation with Kris' family. The guilt of the entire situation started weighing me down and I sat back onto his bed to regain my composure.

"Yeah, I don't know either," He responded, still thinking we would be spending holidays together after today. "We have till the end of the week to decide though, so it's all good."

"Kay," I managed to say while I breathed deeply. How was I supposed to do this to him? He loved me so much and I had straight out betrayed him only to lie to him again and now break up with him.

Sitting on his bed made all the memories we'd had in this room come to life. Our first kiss, all the stupid fights, all the good times. I picked up one of his shirts from the top of one of the piles of clothes. I'd even bought him this shirt.

I looked down at the black fabric of the shirt and placed it back on the pile I'd gotten it from when an odd color caught my eye. I looked harder and pulled out a thin piece of fabric that suddenly confused me.

"Kris?" I called to him as I stood up slowly.

"Yeah?" He asked, still rummaging in the closet.

"Whose is this?" I asked, my heart beating fast, this time in anger.

"Whose is wha—," He stopped himself when he looked over to see me dangling the end of a cheap lime green thong in front of me. "Uh oh…is—isn't that yours?" He tried to cover, but I knew he was lying. He stood up and I could see his face flushed as he got nervous.

"No." I heard how cold my voice sounded but didn't care.

"Are you sure? Because I—,"

"I would never wear anything this trashy," I said as I threw it at him. "Whose is that?!"

"Look, Jade," He stepped towards me but I backed away. "I was really hurt when I found out about you and that guy, I—,"

"So you cheated on me?!" I screamed. "To what? Get even? Hurt me?"

"No!" He put his hands up. "It wasn't like that, I just—I don't know! I'm sorry!"

"Who was she?" I demanded.

"It doesn't matter!"

"Who was she?!" I screamed.

"Stacy!" He gave away the information like it'd save his life. "Stacy Tanner!"

"That slut with the nose ring?" I confirmed.

"Yes," He nodded. "Look Jade, I know I made a mistake but so did you and—,"

"That doesn't make it okay!" I yelled and I could hear my throat straining.

"I know, babe listen I—,"

"Hey, guys," Jeremy entered the room with his arms up between us like a peace keeper. "Calm down."

"Did you know this asshole slept with someone just to get back at me?" I asked Jeremy.

"What?" He looked wide eyed back at Kris then at me. "Look, Jade it was a onetime thing, I swear he doesn't even care about Marissa, she was just there and—,"

"MARISSA?!" I screeched.

"Jeremy!" Kris punched his friend in the arm.

"Who the fuck is Marissa?!" I can't believe this.

"No one!" Kris tried to deny it.

"How long?" I asked him, our roles reversing.

"Jade I—,"

"How long have you been cheating on me?!" I commanded.

"It's not like that, I—,"

"Oww!" Kris' explanation was cut short by Jeremy's cries as I pulled his ear down towards the ground.

"How long, Jeremy?" I moved onto a second source.

"I don't know!" He whined and I pulled harder. "Ahh! I really don't! He's been messing around with Marissa since middle school, but there's been too many to count ahh! I don't know!"

"What?" My voice was calmer when I released Jeremy from my grasp.

"JJ," Kris started, but didn't know what else to say.

"You've been cheating on me since we got together?" I shook my head. "This is unbelievable."

"I still love you!" He said as if it meant something.

"No!" I yelled. "You don't. You don't even know what love is. I…I can't believe you. I came here to break up with you. To tell you that I'm in love with Beck and that I'm sorry. And I felt so—so guilty for hurting you…but you never even cared about me."

"Jade," He called my name as I walked towards the door. "Come on, we've both made mistakes…we can work this out."

"No," I shook my head as I stood in the doorway. "We're done."

Beck's POV

"Wow," was all I could say. I was standing outside my RV while Jade sat in the bed of my truck and told me how things had gone with Kris. I was stunned. I mean, I knew that guy was an idiot but…wow.

"Yeah," she nodded, and played with her fingers on her lap. I took her hands in mine and kissed the back of them making her smile a little.

"Are you okay?" I asked even though I knew she'd hate it.

"I…," She started to answer but shook her head. "I just…I mean…how could I have been so stupid?"

"Jade, come on," I sat down beside her. "Don't think about it that way. You had no reason to suspect him, you loved him."

"No," She shook her head again. "I don't think I did. How could I?"

"You thought he was someone else."

"It's just…," She looked so helpless I didn't know what else to say. "It's like I never really knew him. Like everything was a lie."

"Are you mad?" I asked and she paused, looking thoughtful for awhile.

"No," She shrugged. "That's what's so weird. I mean I should be pissed. If it was you, I'd be setting this RV on fire or something, but I feel…relieved."

"Because he's not so innocent after all?"

"No…because now I can go into this," She looked up at me and intertwined our fingers on my lap. "Without anything holding me back."

I leaned into her and kissed her freely like I'd always wanted to do. No secrets, nobody to hide from…just us.

"So…," She said when we broke apart.

"So…," I repeated, staring at her with the same amount of electricity I'd felt on the night we'd met.

"Where do we go from here?"

The End.