eight

                                    

                                          

Beck
                          
He saw the bruises and cuts on her face the next day, and he immediately became furious.
                          
He stormed over to where she sat in the classroom, his eyes filled with fury.
                          
"What the hell happened?"
                          
Jade's eyes snapped up to his, and she faked a smile. "Oh, I tripped and fell. No big deal."
                          
"No big deal?" He scowled. "Who did that to you? Don't lie to me."
                          
She frowned. "Nobody."
                          
He brushed his knuckles against her cheek gently, and she winced.
                          
"Nobody, huh?" His voice softened. "You know you can talk to me, right? I care, y'know."
                          
More like I'm in love with you and I can't stand to see you hurt.
                          
"I know." She gave him a bright smile, and he practically melted.
                          
How is she able to smile and act like everything's okay?
                          
If she was mine, I'd never let anything happen to her.
                          
He realized her lips were just millimeters away from his, and he tried to contained himself.
                          
But her eyes darted to his lips, and he leaned forward, about to capture his lips with hers.
                          
But she immediately pulled away before he could kiss her, and he stopped.
                          
"I'm sorry," she said softly, averting her gaze to the floor.
                          
Why is she the one apologizing?
                          
"No," he shook his head. "I'm sorry."
                          
"I-I just can't- "
                          
He pushed a golden curl behind her ear. "It's okay."
                          
"It's just...why are you being so nice to me?" She asked him, then her eyebrows raised in realization. "Oh my god, do you want sex from me? Is that why you're being nice to me?"
                          
His eyes widened. "What? No!"
                          
"So you don't want to have sex with me because I'm a whore." She frowned, eyes fixed on her hands in her lap. "I'll have you know that I'm still a virgin."
                          
Beck's eyebrows raised. "You're a virgin? Nevermind, not my business."
                          
She looked back up at him. "Yes. Just because I work at a strip club doesn't mean I've had sex with tons of guys. I...I want my first time to be special. I-I shouldn't be telling you this, I know you don't care, I-I'm sorry."
                          
I do care, so much.
                          
"It's okay," he replied gently. "I'm a virgin, too."
                          
Her eyes widened in surprise. "A handsome adult guy in college is still a virgin? I didn't know those existed."
                          
She thinks I'm handsome?
                          
This is progress.
                          
"Well I very much do exist," Beck chuckled. "I'm waiting for the right woman."
                          
I'm waiting for you.
                          
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about to go to lunch lmao.
                          
don't be shy, comment your thoughts!
                          
-izzy