So yeah, most of this has been laying in my document manager for like six months. But I finally finished the chapter! YAY! -victory dance- Or something like that. I'm really busy with school, but I gave up ten minutes for my homework to finish it just for my fans. xD

They broke apart and Beck gently pushed her away.

"Jade, I-I can't. I'm married. To Cat. I don't want to hurt her!"

Jade stared at Beck intensely, and she could feel hot tears prickling at her eyes. She may have been confident on the outside, but on the inside, she was a mess. She loved Beck, but Beck was married to Cat. Beck loved Jade, but he was married to Cat. Jade had been Cat's best friend. It was a very difficult, troubling situation.

Her lips moved, but no sound came out. She was saying something, and Beck mentally cursed himself for being bad at lip-reading.

Then it hit him.

But before he could answer her, she was gone.

"Damn it!" he cursed, slamming his fist against the wall. He ran a hand through his hair, forehead pressed against the wall. "I let her go.. Why? Why the fuck did I let her go in the first place?" They were still in love. It was obvious.

Beck had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

There was no way to fix this.

Even if there was, it would hurt someone in the process.

He didn't want to hurt anyone.

He just wanted his Jade back.


Jade was sitting against the trunk of an old tree, shaded by its branches. Her bag had been thrown carelessly next to her, and her mascara-streaked face was enough indication that something bad had happened to her. She had told Beck the truth. She loved him. She was broken. She needed his comfort, his touch, she craved it like a drug.

Her phone beeped. It was a text from Beck.

From: Beck

can u see me?

She didn't know what he meant, so she just tossed her phone on the ground, ignoring the text altogether.

"I loved you," she whispered, in a voice so low only she could hear it, but the words were to Beck. "You went and married my best friend behind my back." The wind gently licked at her hair as she spoke, making it dance lightly around her face.

"But I still love you." She heard a familiar voice, and her blood went cold. She froze.

"Leave me alone." she hissed.

She felt a warm touch, the feel of strong arms wrapping around her, and unconsciously leaned into the person holding her. It was Beck. She snuggled into his embrace, Cat completely forgotten.

"I love you." she whispered, burying her head in his shoulder, allowing her mascara to stain his shirt.

"I love you too." He stroked her back gently, soothing her. He could not be happier when he was with this girl, this girl who thought so low of herself; yet to Beck, she was much higher than he was. He didn't deserve someone like her.

"I don't deserve you," he whispered into her hair.

"No. I don't deserve you," was her muffled answer. "I left you, with no regard of how you would feel." A pang of hurt went through his heart as he remembered how heartbroken he was when he learned that Jade had left. He had refused to go to school for weeks. He thought he wasn't good enough. He kept trying to figure out what he did wrong, how he could fix it if she came back, and other things that never even lead up to the real reason of why she had left.

For a few minutes, there was silence. Beck and Jade communicated through silent whispers, a touch here, a kiss there, both trying to slowly repair their broken hearts, carefully sewing them up. Every second was more important than the last; Beck gently combing his fingers through Jade's hair, Jade listening to the sound of Beck's heartbeat, their hands intertwined, just as they were during lunch at Hollywood Arts.

"Beck?" Jade whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think things will go back to normal?"

"I don't know, Jade. I really don't know, and I wish I did."

She sighed, and decided to be comforted by the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat. It soothed her, knowing that he was there with her, and he wasn't going to go anywhere, as long as she didn't want him to.

Beck couldn't love her anymore than he did at that minute.