Hi! I'm sorry I didn't give you guys any warning, but this is the last chapter of this story, and almost definitely the last sequel. I cannot thank you all enough for your incredible support on both of my stories - you kept reading and reviewing even when I made you wait an awfully long amount of time for a chapter that probably wasn't even worth reading. I'm so worried you won't enjoy this instalment and will think it's a horrible way to end it, but I felt this chapter had to be done, and there really wouldn't be anywhere to go from here so another chapter is out of the question. Just, thank you so, so, so much. I really am so sorry if you didn't like this sequel, and I'm even more sorry if you don't like this ending. I don't think I'll be committing to another chapter story, but what do you guys think about a couple of one shot every now and again? Please let me know. Anyway, alalala, yes, THANK YOU ALL AGAIN. I love you.
I guessed everything was the way it should be.
Beck and Tori. Tori and Beck. Bori. Beri. Teck. Everything sounded so wrong when compared to Beck and Jade, Jade and Beck, Bade, Jeck… yet, somehow, it was all so right and so much better than before.
Having Beck back was better than I ever imagined it could be. I never thought I could love somebody that much but, apparently, anything's possible. The time away from him taught me two things: one, never take anything for granted, and two, never trust a person who made it their goal to sabotage your every move.
Perhaps that wasn't fair. I did have something to thank Jade for – she'd made Beck and I stronger than ever before. It sounds so cringey and corny and cheesy, but it was so true that I didn't care.
"Have I ever told you I love you?" Beck smirked as we walked hand-in-hand – no guilt, no remorse, no regret – and ambled over to our lunch table The top of his arm would knock against my shoulder every so often. Something that simple shouldn't have felt so incredible, but somehow it did. And somehow, I appreciated every single time Beck and I touched a little bit more than I would've done before the storm.
I felt a tug on my side as a slender, tanned arm looped through mine, a flash of bright red catching my eye, "Awh Beck, that's so sweet of you! I love you too!"
I laughed, not because Cat was being ditsy all over again, but because I could laugh. Because I had something to laugh about.
"I meant Tori actually, Cat, but I love you too."
He patted her head as she shrieked, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Not only were Beck and I closer together, but Cat Valentine had become even more of a best friend to me than she was previously. I now knew her inside out – there were no secrets between us anymore – and she proved herself to be a lovely, loyal companion. We talked about getting her to see a counsellor, but we both decided there would be no point. I learnt to adore Cat for who she was before I knew the first thing about her, so why on earth would I want to change her? She was okay, she'd always be okay, and now she had me I'd be able to help her in any way I could. She'd done fine on her own, but I felt comfortable knowing I could be there for her if she ever needed me. She wasn't alone anymore.
I sat down, Beck on one side and Cat on the other, Andre, Robbie and Rex sliding onto the bench with their food, and I wondered how things fell into place that easily. And then I remembered everything we'd been through. And then I remembered I'd decided not to dwell on the past, because these four people and one stupid puppet were worth all of that and more.
Suddenly, we heard a series of gasps, each one more wary and frightened than the other as they continued. Almost every single person in the room was looking at one particular thing. One kid was crying as he fell to the ground, various others flying in a million different directions. That could only be one person.
"God dammit, if any of you still want to breathe then get the hell out of my way."
Terror oozed from the crowd as it parted, leaving a narrow path running down the centre. Out of the colour came a gothic princess – signature black and mascara and bold eyeliner and blue extensions and an evil glare – looking more wickedly beautiful than ever before. Jade West was back.
She moved flawlessly, head held high as she trampled anyone who dared cross her path. Only Jade could make an entrance like that. She silenced the entire room with a steady stare, fingers curled into fists as she stomped effortlessly, the corners of her slips turned up into a familiar sly smirk and – oh no. One boot caught the other and down she went, tumbling faster than her whole world had done in these past few weeks. There were one or two brave sniggers, but mostly everybody just watched in disbelief, unable to comprehend that Jade West just fell over in front of everybody. Jade West had humiliated herself.
We all waited for her to get up. There was no pride for her to seize, no power for her to claim, so she remained still. Her hair fell over her face, hiding her once more. I couldn't watch this.
Beck tugged on my hand as I climbed from my seat, Cat's gasps growing louder each time I stepped closer to the girl who hated me most in the world. She looked so small and vulnerable – so unlike Jade – and my heart actually went out to her. She'd made my life a living hell, and here I was feeling sorry for her. Typical.
I wavered slightly as her head shot up upon sensing my presence. Her frosty glare made my blood run cold, sending unpleasant shivers searing through my body so fast I almost visibly shuddered. I stood over her, somewhat admiring the role reversal, and then I realised that I didn't want this. I didn't know how she caught a thrill off being fearful and powerful, but looking down on her like this just made me feel simply awful.
I boldly stuck out my hand.
At first, shock flashed in her eyes, as if she couldn't quite believe I wasn't going to kick her butt when she was at her weakest. And then, disgust. Leave it to Jade to reclaim any kind of strength if ever given a sliver of an opportunity.
"I don't need your help, Vega," she spat, looking me up and down viciously. "What makes you think I ever needed anything from you? Everything that you are, everything that you've got, you stole from me. I'd only have to click my fingers to take it back. What makes you think I need your assistance?"
And as I stared her out, I realised we both knew she was wrong. She couldn't just click her fingers and make everything ok. Everything she just said was a show, to at least make every last other person fear her. Perhaps I should have given her that, but I couldn't. If I could stop her making every god damn other person feeling like she made me feel, I'd do it. I didn't owe Jade anything, but I owed the rest of Hollywood Arts that much.
"Jade, get a grip. You don't need to be so manipulative and devious and horrible to gain respect – look where it's got you in the past! You can't just fix things because you say you can. You're pathetic. God, a few months ago I just wished you'd like me, but now? Now I don't even know why the hell I bothered making an effort with you, because I'm looking at you on the ground and I'm thinking 'I wonder if she regrets every last harsh word she's ever said to anyone', because I sure would if I were you," I took a deep, shaky breath. I wasn't used to so much confrontation in one week. "And do you know the mad thing? I would still be your friend. After everything you've done to me, I'd still be your friend. Because honestly, you need as many of those as you can get right now."
She scowled, forehead creases set so deep they might have been affecting her skull, and then she stunned me and our audience to the very core. She took my hand and stood up, brushing herself off coolly as though nothing had just happened.
"I don't need your kindness," she snapped. I could almost feel the power flooding back to her with every breath she took. I'd never understand how she did that, and I wasn't sure I'd ever want to.
"And I don't need your bitterness, but you dish it out anyway."
She narrowed her eyes at me. For a brief moment I thought she was going to hit me. I think she did to, but finally she uncurled her fists and took a step away from me. "You know what? I'm done messing with you. You're no fun when you're not playing innocent, angelic little Vega."
A smile spread across my face, even more so when Beck slid his arms around my waist. Jade looked as though she might hurl, but finally that sly look reappeared on her face. Right where it belonged. "Just because I'm done messing with you, doesn't mean I'm going to start being nice to you."
I shrugged, laughing, "I don't need your kindness."
She stared me straight in the face before shoulder-barging me, hard, and forcing her way back through the crowd. They leapt back immediately, and I knew she was grinning evilly as she wondered how all these people were still terrified of her after she'd just shown herself up in front of them all.
I didn't care. Some things never change. As Beck kissed my cheek from behind, I smiled to myself, melting into him once more.
"I didn't say it before," I smiled up at him, turning my head slightly so I could kiss him properly. "I love you, too."
I guessed everything was the way it should be.
So what did you guys think? I know you all might be a bit disappointed because this wasn't really about Tori and Beck being together, but I feel like I've exhausted that part of the story already, and I'd just have been repeating myself from the last chapter of 'I Didn't Mean To, But...' I thought it might have been nice to focus on Jade because although she's lost Beck, she hasn't lost her power, and perhaps that's all she really needs, if you get me? I'm really sorry if you hated it, I just didn't think there was much I could say on Bori. Anyway this is the last time you'll get to review on this story, so PLEASE EVERYONE DO IT! If you really hated this chapter then think of the story on the whole. Don't forget to tell me what you think of my oneshot idea too! Thank you for the millionth time, please review, I love you all a lot!