heyhey! So i've never done bade before, but they are my victorious ship - i think Bori is just creepy - and I watched 'The Worst Couple' last night, and i cried when jade walked away at the end, and if you squint you can just see her crying as she walks off. So, I burst into tears, of course. There's a tiny voice in my head that's whispering 'go kill dan schneider for killing off seddie and bade' but then another voice says 'dont do that because then who'll put them back together again?' anyway, so this is a broken hearted jade. Enjoy!
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I stare at the door, my sharp, stinging '10' ringing in my ears. He's not out here. He's not here in front of me. He's on the other side of that door, probably kissing that slut Trina while I'm out here and my heart is breaking.

I step towards Vega's door and lay my hands against the cool metal – open it, a small voice whispers in my mind – but I just stare at it before I step back.

The wind whistles through my ears and nips at my neck. I ignore it and blink the tears from my eyes before I spin on my heel sharply, clutch my bag to my chest and walk off. Away from Tori's pretty little perfect house and back to my crappy apartment down in the dingiest part of LA.

Alone.

The tears cascade down my cheeks as I walk along the path. I don't dare turn back toward the glowing white pavement because I'll break in two again. Almost instinctively, my hand reaches out to my left and my fingers curl around empty air. It's like I'm missing a limb, a piece of me without Beck standing next to me.

I break into a run, my army boots slamming against the concrete, my head tucked down against the wind as tears dripdripdrip down my mascara stained cheeks. Before I even realize it, I'm collapsed against a tree in a park I don't recognize with my knees drawn up to my chest and my heart cleanly in two at the bottom of my soul.

I lay flat against the cool, damp grass and let the moisture soak into my black clothes. Beck's right – he always is – that we do nothing but fight, but I always thought he'd be right on the other side of that door the moment I shut it. Guess you can't be right about everything.

Especially about the boy you think loves you.

My phone rings four times – Tori, Cat, Andre, Robbie – but I ignore it. I don't want to talk to anyone at the moment. And then, at 2:24am, my phone buzzes with a text. I open it up and read it slowly, tracing the words with my fingertip.

From: Tori Vega
To: Jade West
Jade, please come back. Beck really wants to apologize. He still loves you.

I laugh bitterly to myself and type back a quick reply before I break down into sobs again.

Liar.