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Jaden, Jade for short, is a 20 year old engineering major. He worked hard to get where he is today- his own apartment, going to college. He's a fairly typical person, if a bit more talented than most when it comes to schoolwork. Openly gay, Jade has been going steady with his boyfriend, Cory.
That was until a girl from his past showed up on his doorstep.
Hannah. Only 18, she suffers with bipolar disorder. Jade and Hannah used to be close friends, but when Jade moved away to college, they didn't keep in touch.
Having run from home, Hannah needs help with understanding life and why she should live it, and there is no one she trusts more than her old friend Jade, who seems stable and perfectly happy. Successful, even. Why can't she be like that...?
But the reality of the matter is, can Jade handle such a huge responsibility out of the blue? Will his normally happy demeanor change when Hannah is increasingly pessimistic?
How can I decide on what's right
When you're clouding up my mind?
I can't win your losing fight all the time.
[[this will probably change when I come up with a better way to summarize it.]]
Jaden, Jade for short, is a 20 year old engineering major. He worked hard to get where he is today- his own apartment, going to college. He's a fairly typical person, if a bit more talented than most when it comes to schoolwork. Openly gay, Jade has been going steady with his boyfriend, Cory.
That was until a girl from his past showed up on his doorstep.
Hannah. Only 18, she suffers with bipolar disorder. Jade and Hannah used to be close friends, but when Jade moved away to college, they didn't keep in touch.
Having run from home, Hannah needs help with understanding life and why she should live it, and there is no one she trusts more than her old friend Jade, who seems stable and perfectly happy. Successful, even. Why can't she be like that...?
But the reality of the matter is, can Jade handle such a huge responsibility out of the blue? Will his normally happy demeanor change when Hannah is increasingly pessimistic?
How can I decide on what's right
When you're clouding up my mind?
I can't win your losing fight all the time.
[[this will probably change when I come up with a better way to summarize it.]]
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Hannah I am not going through this again. And for goodness sakes look at me when I'm talking to you."
Hannah skulked in her window seat, trying as hard as she could to ignore her mother in the doorway. She pulled her hat down over her ears and eyes, blocking out the world. The depression was kicking in, and the last thing she needed was to zone out from some pills. She had been a zombie all through early high school. Hannah wanted to be clear for the end of senior year, even if it meant being manic. Her mother, on the other hand, was not having any of this.
Her mother shook the bottle for emphasis, like the noise would attract her daughter. She had a meeting she needed to get to, and once again Hannah was making things difficult. "You are sick! You need medicine. Your father and I pay a lot of money for your therapy and medi-"
"Fuck off, mother."
Hannah was greeted by a swift, hard slap to the face. She felt her cheek sting roughly as the medication bottle was flung at her feet, followed by her mom slamming the door. Sighing, Hannah picked up the bottle and examined it. 'You don't make me feel better. I should just jump out the window right now. I bet Mommy would be very happy to not have to pay for my fucking medication anymore. And Daddy too. Nobody wants me here anyways.'
Her eyes flicked to the computer screen; Jade's Facebook profile. Hannah hadn't spoken to him in months, maybe even a year. He moved away to college and they lost touch, after being friends since they were in elementary school. But she felt the overwhelming desire to see him now. She heard a car door slam, and watched her mother leave for work. Hannah stood up, shoved some necessities like clothes and her laptop into her backpack, and bolted out the door.
Jade had his address typed out on his information page. He lived a few cities over, and it took Hannah a two hour bus ride (with money stolen from her parent's dresser) to reach it. Within fifteen minutes, she was ringing his doorbell. 'Please..'
Hannah skulked in her window seat, trying as hard as she could to ignore her mother in the doorway. She pulled her hat down over her ears and eyes, blocking out the world. The depression was kicking in, and the last thing she needed was to zone out from some pills. She had been a zombie all through early high school. Hannah wanted to be clear for the end of senior year, even if it meant being manic. Her mother, on the other hand, was not having any of this.
Her mother shook the bottle for emphasis, like the noise would attract her daughter. She had a meeting she needed to get to, and once again Hannah was making things difficult. "You are sick! You need medicine. Your father and I pay a lot of money for your therapy and medi-"
"Fuck off, mother."
Hannah was greeted by a swift, hard slap to the face. She felt her cheek sting roughly as the medication bottle was flung at her feet, followed by her mom slamming the door. Sighing, Hannah picked up the bottle and examined it. 'You don't make me feel better. I should just jump out the window right now. I bet Mommy would be very happy to not have to pay for my fucking medication anymore. And Daddy too. Nobody wants me here anyways.'
Her eyes flicked to the computer screen; Jade's Facebook profile. Hannah hadn't spoken to him in months, maybe even a year. He moved away to college and they lost touch, after being friends since they were in elementary school. But she felt the overwhelming desire to see him now. She heard a car door slam, and watched her mother leave for work. Hannah stood up, shoved some necessities like clothes and her laptop into her backpack, and bolted out the door.
Jade had his address typed out on his information page. He lived a few cities over, and it took Hannah a two hour bus ride (with money stolen from her parent's dresser) to reach it. Within fifteen minutes, she was ringing his doorbell. 'Please..'
A young man with short, cropped blonde hair went in to kiss the laughing brown-haired Jaden, who immediately calmed himself and gave a warning look to his boyfriend, easily avoiding the kiss.
"Come on," Jade played, trying to be easy-going about it. "You know I don't like PDA."
Cory, the boyfriend, grumbled and ruffled Jade's hair as he got up from his seat at the table.
"One of these days, man. One of them, you'll loosen up."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're even gay at all," Sam, a schoolmate laughed as she threw her head up.
"Hey!" Jade slapped his hands on the table as he pushed himself up as well. He shoved a fork into Sam's face. "You know better then that!" Jade played.
"I know, I know." She chuckled, remembering the times when she'd gotten the couple drunk. She knew fully well just how gay Jade could be.
"Well anyway, it's time to call it a day," Cory intervened, cutting the friendly meeting short. "We've got a lot of homework to do."
"What, building robots?" Sam chuckled. They were all engineering students, but none of them were in the more advanced classes that warranted cool things... Such as, but not limited to.... Building robots.
Jade threw up a hand, giving a haphazard wave. "Something like that." He smirked and began to walk off. "Thanks for the dinner."
Jade and Cory had been dating pretty much since the beginning of Jade's college career. It had been a pretty lucky find, and they'd hit it off very well. It'd been almost a year, and they did almost everything together. As they walked back to Jade's apartment - which was rather close to the restaurant they'd been hanging out at, and where Cory's car was parked - they made smalltalk. It was friday, and they were debating on skipping their saturday class.
But when they came close to the apartment, Cory noticed something was up.
"Who's that?" He asked, motioning to the form sitting at Jade's doorstep. They were still a few yards away.
Jade quirked a brow, a look of confusion overcoming his face. "I dunno. I wasn't expecting anybody..."
As they both walked closer, Jaden finally realized who it was. "I think it's... Aw.. Man.. I'm sorry, Cory. I think you can't stay at my place tonight."
He turned to his twenty one year old companion and put a knowing hand on his shoulder. "I'm really sorry, but this is something I've got to handle myself."
Cory tilted his head, a bit confused himself as he watched Jade's expression.
"What? Old girlfriend or something?"
Jade frowned, hesitating. "No, just uh... Childhood friend I guess. Just trust me, ok? I'll call you tomorrow."
Cory gave a disappointed sigh and gave his boyfriend a quick hug before diverting his path from Jade's apartment to his car instead.
In the meantime, Jade shoved his hands in his blue hoodie's front pockets and walked over to his apartment.
"Hey," he said softly, looking down at the figure crouched on his steps.
Nobody from his past knew he was gay.
"Come on," Jade played, trying to be easy-going about it. "You know I don't like PDA."
Cory, the boyfriend, grumbled and ruffled Jade's hair as he got up from his seat at the table.
"One of these days, man. One of them, you'll loosen up."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're even gay at all," Sam, a schoolmate laughed as she threw her head up.
"Hey!" Jade slapped his hands on the table as he pushed himself up as well. He shoved a fork into Sam's face. "You know better then that!" Jade played.
"I know, I know." She chuckled, remembering the times when she'd gotten the couple drunk. She knew fully well just how gay Jade could be.
"Well anyway, it's time to call it a day," Cory intervened, cutting the friendly meeting short. "We've got a lot of homework to do."
"What, building robots?" Sam chuckled. They were all engineering students, but none of them were in the more advanced classes that warranted cool things... Such as, but not limited to.... Building robots.
Jade threw up a hand, giving a haphazard wave. "Something like that." He smirked and began to walk off. "Thanks for the dinner."
Jade and Cory had been dating pretty much since the beginning of Jade's college career. It had been a pretty lucky find, and they'd hit it off very well. It'd been almost a year, and they did almost everything together. As they walked back to Jade's apartment - which was rather close to the restaurant they'd been hanging out at, and where Cory's car was parked - they made smalltalk. It was friday, and they were debating on skipping their saturday class.
But when they came close to the apartment, Cory noticed something was up.
"Who's that?" He asked, motioning to the form sitting at Jade's doorstep. They were still a few yards away.
Jade quirked a brow, a look of confusion overcoming his face. "I dunno. I wasn't expecting anybody..."
As they both walked closer, Jaden finally realized who it was. "I think it's... Aw.. Man.. I'm sorry, Cory. I think you can't stay at my place tonight."
He turned to his twenty one year old companion and put a knowing hand on his shoulder. "I'm really sorry, but this is something I've got to handle myself."
Cory tilted his head, a bit confused himself as he watched Jade's expression.
"What? Old girlfriend or something?"
Jade frowned, hesitating. "No, just uh... Childhood friend I guess. Just trust me, ok? I'll call you tomorrow."
Cory gave a disappointed sigh and gave his boyfriend a quick hug before diverting his path from Jade's apartment to his car instead.
In the meantime, Jade shoved his hands in his blue hoodie's front pockets and walked over to his apartment.
"Hey," he said softly, looking down at the figure crouched on his steps.
Nobody from his past knew he was gay.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: 'Please..'
Hannah rang the doorbell, biting her lip. A minute passed. Then two minutes. Then five minutes. Either Jade wasn't home, or he wasn't answering his door. Deflated, Hannah sunk down to the step and shook her red hair into her face; it was her way of separating herself from the rest of the world. She sniffled quietly, desperate to hold back tears while sitting on the step of a forgotten friend. 'What was I even thinking?' She slammed the palms of her hands against her head three times, 'Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!'
Hannah didn't hear the two boys walking up, talking to each other. She didn't see Jade hug the other boy. She didn't know he approached the doorstep until she saw the tips of his shoes below the edge of her hair.
"Hey," he said softly.
Hannah blinked, and felt the hot tear slide down her cheek, "H-hey." She glanced upward at him through the strands of hair, amazed at how tall he was now. "Surprised to see me here?"size=50
Hannah rang the doorbell, biting her lip. A minute passed. Then two minutes. Then five minutes. Either Jade wasn't home, or he wasn't answering his door. Deflated, Hannah sunk down to the step and shook her red hair into her face; it was her way of separating herself from the rest of the world. She sniffled quietly, desperate to hold back tears while sitting on the step of a forgotten friend. 'What was I even thinking?' She slammed the palms of her hands against her head three times, 'Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!'
Hannah didn't hear the two boys walking up, talking to each other. She didn't see Jade hug the other boy. She didn't know he approached the doorstep until she saw the tips of his shoes below the edge of her hair.
"Hey," he said softly.
Hannah blinked, and felt the hot tear slide down her cheek, "H-hey." She glanced upward at him through the strands of hair, amazed at how tall he was now. "Surprised to see me here?"size=50
Jade shrugged his shoulders a bit.
"Yes and no," he said.
He spoke softly to her. Not quite whispering, but not as loud as he would speak normally. He didn't want to appear too overbearing, and plus to be honest... He was a bit disappointed she was here. Part of the reason he'd left town to go to college was so he could get away from the people of his past.
It wasn't as if he didn't like Hannah. He had nothing against her. He just wanted to hang out around different people, now. He remembered her having problems once she entered highschool- the typical emo girl thing. He didn't recall ever going through teen angst as hard as she did, but maybe he just handled it differently.
He was always there for her. He cared about her.
But he'd be lying if he didn't admit that when he was with her, she tended to weigh him down.
"What's wrong...?" He asked. "Are you crying...? Are you okay?"
He took his hands from his pockets and kneeled down, bringing his eyes down to her's. Then he just sat next next to her, instead.
"Tell me what happened."
"Yes and no," he said.
He spoke softly to her. Not quite whispering, but not as loud as he would speak normally. He didn't want to appear too overbearing, and plus to be honest... He was a bit disappointed she was here. Part of the reason he'd left town to go to college was so he could get away from the people of his past.
It wasn't as if he didn't like Hannah. He had nothing against her. He just wanted to hang out around different people, now. He remembered her having problems once she entered highschool- the typical emo girl thing. He didn't recall ever going through teen angst as hard as she did, but maybe he just handled it differently.
He was always there for her. He cared about her.
But he'd be lying if he didn't admit that when he was with her, she tended to weigh him down.
"What's wrong...?" He asked. "Are you crying...? Are you okay?"
He took his hands from his pockets and kneeled down, bringing his eyes down to her's. Then he just sat next next to her, instead.
"Tell me what happened."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Yes. No. Fuck.."
Hannah wiped the tear from her face, and could feel more forming. She didn't want to cry, not now, not in front of Jade. His empathy seemed to make her feel worse. 'Nobody wants me here anyways.' She inhaled, and it all came tumbling out.
"I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder freshman year. You know that. My mom went from being the nicest woman ever into an uncaring cunt because therapy and medication costs a ton of money, especially after a failed suicide. She got worse after that. My dad worked more and more until he was barely home because he couldn't deal with a sick daughter. My mood swings are getting shittier and occur more often. I don't want to eat. Meds make me feel like a fucking zombie. You left for college and became Mr. Awesome. And I want to fucking die. Shoot my brains out dead."
The tears were flowing by this point, nothing that she could stop anyways. Sarcastically, she finished, "Long story short. No, I'm not okay. What's new with you?"
Hannah wiped the tear from her face, and could feel more forming. She didn't want to cry, not now, not in front of Jade. His empathy seemed to make her feel worse. 'Nobody wants me here anyways.' She inhaled, and it all came tumbling out.
"I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder freshman year. You know that. My mom went from being the nicest woman ever into an uncaring cunt because therapy and medication costs a ton of money, especially after a failed suicide. She got worse after that. My dad worked more and more until he was barely home because he couldn't deal with a sick daughter. My mood swings are getting shittier and occur more often. I don't want to eat. Meds make me feel like a fucking zombie. You left for college and became Mr. Awesome. And I want to fucking die. Shoot my brains out dead."
The tears were flowing by this point, nothing that she could stop anyways. Sarcastically, she finished, "Long story short. No, I'm not okay. What's new with you?"
Jade let out an obvious sigh, then reached out and grabbed Hannah, bringing her to his chest in a comforting hug.
"I really don't think what's going on in my life matters right now," he said, running his fingers though her hair, as if he were comforting a small child or a scared puppy.
"Why did you come here? You don't seem like the runaway type..."
"I really don't think what's going on in my life matters right now," he said, running his fingers though her hair, as if he were comforting a small child or a scared puppy.
"Why did you come here? You don't seem like the runaway type..."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah gasped softly when Jade pulled her into him. She finally relaxed when she felt his fingers go through her hair, and nuzzled closer. Hannah craved physical contact, something she had been denied by her parents after the attempt. Like they were afraid of touching her; that being manic-depressive was something that could be contagious. But now, in Jade's arms, she felt alright.
"I couldn't stay there anymore. It hurt, physically and mentally. I was clicking through Facebook before my mom came in, and I found yours. It just felt right to come here, to get out. You got out.."
"I couldn't stay there anymore. It hurt, physically and mentally. I was clicking through Facebook before my mom came in, and I found yours. It just felt right to come here, to get out. You got out.."
Jade gave another sigh, but this time through his nose. He pulled at her hair slightly, before gently pushing her away from him and getting up.
He climbed the rest of the stairs and put his key in the door, unlocking it and opening it.
"Come on," he urged, pulling it open and walking inside, waiting for her to follow before he went to the kitchen area and pulled a TV dinner out of the freezer and popped it into the microwave.
He didn't remember her trying to commit suicide. Was he there for that?
He didn't remember being her friend on facebook either, but he didn't use it much these days, so it was possible...
Well, there were more important things to think about right now regardless.
"What do you want to drink?"
The TV dinner was going to be for her. He'd stare at her and make her eat it if he had to.
He climbed the rest of the stairs and put his key in the door, unlocking it and opening it.
"Come on," he urged, pulling it open and walking inside, waiting for her to follow before he went to the kitchen area and pulled a TV dinner out of the freezer and popped it into the microwave.
He didn't remember her trying to commit suicide. Was he there for that?
He didn't remember being her friend on facebook either, but he didn't use it much these days, so it was possible...
Well, there were more important things to think about right now regardless.
"What do you want to drink?"
The TV dinner was going to be for her. He'd stare at her and make her eat it if he had to.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah stood up and followed obediently, not wanting to irk Jade since she just got here. Her eyes glanced around the apartment; it was on the small side, but he was in college. It was a far cry from the apartment on Friends. She set her backpack on the floor near the couch - possibly her bed for awhile.
She watched as Jade put the TV dinner in the microwave, remembering she hadn't eaten today. Her stomach never grumbled for food as of late so it was hard to tell when she was hungry. "Sprite or water is fine," Hannah said helpfully, taking a seat at the couch
There were a few pictures around of people she didn't know. 'College friends,' Hannah thought. Many included a boy with short blonde hair. She never noticed him on Jade's Facebook - Hannelore actually had his status feed hidden on the homepage, and never took the time to look deeply into it until she looked up his address today. Her eyes went right to that, completely overlooking his relationship status.
"Do you live here by yourself, Jade? It seems expensive to live in an apartment in college," Curiosity was setting in now.
She watched as Jade put the TV dinner in the microwave, remembering she hadn't eaten today. Her stomach never grumbled for food as of late so it was hard to tell when she was hungry. "Sprite or water is fine," Hannah said helpfully, taking a seat at the couch
There were a few pictures around of people she didn't know. 'College friends,' Hannah thought. Many included a boy with short blonde hair. She never noticed him on Jade's Facebook - Hannelore actually had his status feed hidden on the homepage, and never took the time to look deeply into it until she looked up his address today. Her eyes went right to that, completely overlooking his relationship status.
"Do you live here by yourself, Jade? It seems expensive to live in an apartment in college," Curiosity was setting in now.
Jade opened up the refrigerator and got out the filtered water, pouring a glass.
He put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa and went back to the microwave, which beeped right after Hannah asked her question.
As he pulled out the dinner and got a fork, he answered her. "I'm by myself."
He turned and brought the dinner over, laying it too on the coffee table in front of the eighteen year old.
He sat in a chair beside the table, not wanting to sit right next to her at this moment in time, preferring to be across from her, so he could watch her, maybe convince her to eat by simply eying her.
"I got a job, my parents pay for the tuition, and I just have to pay for the apartment and food."
He had a job when he was in highschool too. He had quite a lot of money saved up, actually. He'd saved almost everything, so he could get away.
While he considered himself fairly easy-going, one of his goals was just to get away from highschool, and everything related to it. His parents. His fake friends. He liked where he was now, separated from them. Where they couldn't hold him back. His parents, mainly. There was nothing wrong with them, he just felt burdened by them most of the time.
"Please eat."
He put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa and went back to the microwave, which beeped right after Hannah asked her question.
As he pulled out the dinner and got a fork, he answered her. "I'm by myself."
He turned and brought the dinner over, laying it too on the coffee table in front of the eighteen year old.
He sat in a chair beside the table, not wanting to sit right next to her at this moment in time, preferring to be across from her, so he could watch her, maybe convince her to eat by simply eying her.
"I got a job, my parents pay for the tuition, and I just have to pay for the apartment and food."
He had a job when he was in highschool too. He had quite a lot of money saved up, actually. He'd saved almost everything, so he could get away.
While he considered himself fairly easy-going, one of his goals was just to get away from highschool, and everything related to it. His parents. His fake friends. He liked where he was now, separated from them. Where they couldn't hold him back. His parents, mainly. There was nothing wrong with them, he just felt burdened by them most of the time.
"Please eat."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah's eyes followed the food as Jade placed it on the coffee table, and unsurprisingly there was no reaction from her stomach. No grumbles, no salivating, nothing. She picked up the fork and carefully picked around the food; turkey breast, mashed potatoes with some gravy, and corn.
She raised her head to meet Jade's eyes when he spoke about his finances. Even if she didn't want to eat, Hannah did want to be involved in the conversation. Before everything went to hell, she had a job for a short while in a video game store. Some days she missed work, and others she didn't. Money was always nice though, and she remembered there was still $10 in her jeans pocket. "What kind of job is it? I remember you were working in high school, you worked a lot man."
Unlike her life, Jade's life went well. His parents were always nice, at least when Hannah saw them. Her's just yelled at her or flat out ignored her most days; she was almost sure they wanted her to get well, and that they loved her. They had a funny way of showing it though. Hannah stabbed a kernel of corn. Jade had a job, something she couldn't keep once she got sick. If he was Mr. Awesome, then she was Ms. Pathetic. She stabbed another corn kernel.
"Please eat," Jade asked her. It was probably more of a straight command, but Hannah took it as a suggestion. The fork scraped under the corn, and she took a bite. She made a mental note to eat at least half, and slowly worked on the meal. "Thank you, by the way."
She raised her head to meet Jade's eyes when he spoke about his finances. Even if she didn't want to eat, Hannah did want to be involved in the conversation. Before everything went to hell, she had a job for a short while in a video game store. Some days she missed work, and others she didn't. Money was always nice though, and she remembered there was still $10 in her jeans pocket. "What kind of job is it? I remember you were working in high school, you worked a lot man."
Unlike her life, Jade's life went well. His parents were always nice, at least when Hannah saw them. Her's just yelled at her or flat out ignored her most days; she was almost sure they wanted her to get well, and that they loved her. They had a funny way of showing it though. Hannah stabbed a kernel of corn. Jade had a job, something she couldn't keep once she got sick. If he was Mr. Awesome, then she was Ms. Pathetic. She stabbed another corn kernel.
"Please eat," Jade asked her. It was probably more of a straight command, but Hannah took it as a suggestion. The fork scraped under the corn, and she took a bite. She made a mental note to eat at least half, and slowly worked on the meal. "Thank you, by the way."
"It's because I worked that I'm able to be here now instead of living at home," he explained.
His green eyes watched her pick at the food. This was going to be hard.
"But I'm just an office monkey now. I file things, pass papers around, make coffee. That sort of thing."
He clasped his hands together, his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward.
"Your parents don't know you're here.... Do they?"
His eyes went to the bookbag. Was she planning on staying here?
He didn't want to be rude. He didn't want to kick her out, but...
Her problems weren't bad. They weren't horrible. Her parents weren't abusive or anything. She just took everything too seriously.
Why couldn't she just get over it?
He had.
His green eyes watched her pick at the food. This was going to be hard.
"But I'm just an office monkey now. I file things, pass papers around, make coffee. That sort of thing."
He clasped his hands together, his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward.
"Your parents don't know you're here.... Do they?"
His eyes went to the bookbag. Was she planning on staying here?
He didn't want to be rude. He didn't want to kick her out, but...
Her problems weren't bad. They weren't horrible. Her parents weren't abusive or anything. She just took everything too seriously.
Why couldn't she just get over it?
He had.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Oh," she replied. Taking a bite of turkey, Hannah contemplated making a banana joke, or even a gopher joke. She decided that would be stupid, and resumed chewing.
Hannah swallowed, "No. Although they would probably be relieved. No more payments to the therapist. I dunno... they'll probably call my phone or something," Mumbling, she added, "Fuckers."
She could see his eyes dart to her backpack, and it sunk that spontaneously showing up in Jade's life may have not been the best course of action. A little late for that revelation now. Hannah wanted to be him though, wanted to have that okay life. She couldn't go back. Not when she found somewhere she felt alright.
"I.. uh... It was stupid of me to come here, wasn't it? You have a nice job, probably great friends and a good girlfriend, an education. I'm just going to fuck it up." She let the fork drop back onto the plate, her tiny appetite diminished.
Hannah swallowed, "No. Although they would probably be relieved. No more payments to the therapist. I dunno... they'll probably call my phone or something," Mumbling, she added, "Fuckers."
She could see his eyes dart to her backpack, and it sunk that spontaneously showing up in Jade's life may have not been the best course of action. A little late for that revelation now. Hannah wanted to be him though, wanted to have that okay life. She couldn't go back. Not when she found somewhere she felt alright.
"I.. uh... It was stupid of me to come here, wasn't it? You have a nice job, probably great friends and a good girlfriend, an education. I'm just going to fuck it up." She let the fork drop back onto the plate, her tiny appetite diminished.
He immediately averted his eyes, his right hand scratching the back of his head.
"No, I don't have a girlfriend... And. It's okay..." He said, hesitantly, somewhat embarrassed.
"I just. Didn't expect you.." He had to think of his words. He was probably upsetting her.
"But you can stay if you want. If I had known you were coming, I would've.. Made the place look nicer.. Or something." He forced a smile, and looked back to her, quickly coming back to reality.
"Why did you try to kill yourself, Hanners?"
He put his elbows back on his knees, watching her.
Why would she unless something happened?
Were her parents really that bad?
"No, I don't have a girlfriend... And. It's okay..." He said, hesitantly, somewhat embarrassed.
"I just. Didn't expect you.." He had to think of his words. He was probably upsetting her.
"But you can stay if you want. If I had known you were coming, I would've.. Made the place look nicer.. Or something." He forced a smile, and looked back to her, quickly coming back to reality.
"Why did you try to kill yourself, Hanners?"
He put his elbows back on his knees, watching her.
Why would she unless something happened?
Were her parents really that bad?
D e l i r i o u s wrote: She giggled as Jade stumbled for words, swearing she could see a hint of pink in his cheeks. Even when they were kids, she found it amusing to make people slightly embarrassed. Her dad would tell her she had an uncanny knack for it. Hannah realized it was the first time she laughed in weeks. It was a relief.
Hannah gained control of her giggling when Jade started talking about the apartment. "When I'm on my upside I can clean, and even cook. I don't really have money, and I'm not sure how well I can hold a job, but I can help in other ways. When I'm high and manic I don't wreck things. I just get a ADD and jump from thing to thing. I do my best cleaning like that, actually."
His last question hit her like a punch, and she visibly retracted into the couch. Her therapist would ask her that from time to time, and every time she would freak out. She resisted the urge to snap, and settled for biting the inside of her cheek.
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all..
"I.. was raped. At a party that someone in class had," Hannah started sobbing, "I... tried to... overdose. Sleeping pills and whiskey."
Hannah gained control of her giggling when Jade started talking about the apartment. "When I'm on my upside I can clean, and even cook. I don't really have money, and I'm not sure how well I can hold a job, but I can help in other ways. When I'm high and manic I don't wreck things. I just get a ADD and jump from thing to thing. I do my best cleaning like that, actually."
His last question hit her like a punch, and she visibly retracted into the couch. Her therapist would ask her that from time to time, and every time she would freak out. She resisted the urge to snap, and settled for biting the inside of her cheek.
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all..
"I.. was raped. At a party that someone in class had," Hannah started sobbing, "I... tried to... overdose. Sleeping pills and whiskey."
It was good to see her smile. Even he could realize that was an accomplishment.
Even though he couldn't understand why she was so down, it looked like she was definitely worse than she was when he had left.
She started explaining what she could do. Clean the apartment, get a job... Really, she must've been intent on living here. What was he going to do? He couldn't keep Cory at bay forever. He wasn't sure he could have a flatmate for too long. Cory practically lived with him here.
Jade couldn't go over to Cory's... The guy, although older than him, still lived with his parents. It made Jade anxious, even though they were accepting of their relationship. He wasn't entirely convinced it would be okay to be there. Though, Jaden had never actually met Cory's parents. He just trusted Cory.
He was thrust out of his thoughts when she told him why she'd tried to off herself.
I... Was raped.
That got his attention.
He stared, unbelieving. Why would anyone want to rape her?
Not because she wasn't attractive, but it was just... Unreal. He didn't picture any of that actually happening to anyone he knew.
"Who was it?" He pressured. His voice was vindictive.
"Do I know him?"
I'll kill the bastard, he thought.
Jade may have been gay, but he certainly wasn't effeminate. Hannah and he had been close when they were together. Though it was touch and go, he sort of saw himself as an older brother.
While he may not have been the strongest kid in school, he had played soccer. He could kick the kid's face in.
Even though he couldn't understand why she was so down, it looked like she was definitely worse than she was when he had left.
She started explaining what she could do. Clean the apartment, get a job... Really, she must've been intent on living here. What was he going to do? He couldn't keep Cory at bay forever. He wasn't sure he could have a flatmate for too long. Cory practically lived with him here.
Jade couldn't go over to Cory's... The guy, although older than him, still lived with his parents. It made Jade anxious, even though they were accepting of their relationship. He wasn't entirely convinced it would be okay to be there. Though, Jaden had never actually met Cory's parents. He just trusted Cory.
He was thrust out of his thoughts when she told him why she'd tried to off herself.
I... Was raped.
That got his attention.
He stared, unbelieving. Why would anyone want to rape her?
Not because she wasn't attractive, but it was just... Unreal. He didn't picture any of that actually happening to anyone he knew.
"Who was it?" He pressured. His voice was vindictive.
"Do I know him?"
I'll kill the bastard, he thought.
Jade may have been gay, but he certainly wasn't effeminate. Hannah and he had been close when they were together. Though it was touch and go, he sort of saw himself as an older brother.
While he may not have been the strongest kid in school, he had played soccer. He could kick the kid's face in.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah shook her head no, trying to bury into the couch. She had never said those words out loud before, and they were wrecking her. Her body was shivering. It was similar to a drug withdrawal.
"I don't know.. I don't.." The words escaped between sobs, whiny and pathetic. "Drink.. was drugged.. football player? No one.." Her fists clenched around the edge of the cushion, ".. saw.."
The night was hazy in her head. Hannah had been standing near a door, possibly a bedroom door. The girl who was throwing the party said her parents were gone for the weekend and the whole class was invited over. Hannah's mom was happy her daughter was being social with what she called a 'good group of kids'. Not that Jade wasn't good, but he was older than her. A few guys came up to her, one handed her a drink. She blacked in and out, until she felt herself on a bed with one of the guys screwing her, calling her names. He put a Halloween mask on before he started.
Hannah became a recluse after that, and didn't speak a word about what happened. A few days later she swallowed a handful of pills and downed the bottle of whiskey. Her mother found her on the floor.
The only think she clearly remembered about that week was her stomach being pumped.
"I don't know.. I don't.." The words escaped between sobs, whiny and pathetic. "Drink.. was drugged.. football player? No one.." Her fists clenched around the edge of the cushion, ".. saw.."
The night was hazy in her head. Hannah had been standing near a door, possibly a bedroom door. The girl who was throwing the party said her parents were gone for the weekend and the whole class was invited over. Hannah's mom was happy her daughter was being social with what she called a 'good group of kids'. Not that Jade wasn't good, but he was older than her. A few guys came up to her, one handed her a drink. She blacked in and out, until she felt herself on a bed with one of the guys screwing her, calling her names. He put a Halloween mask on before he started.
Hannah became a recluse after that, and didn't speak a word about what happened. A few days later she swallowed a handful of pills and downed the bottle of whiskey. Her mother found her on the floor.
The only think she clearly remembered about that week was her stomach being pumped.
Jade didn't know if he should go over to comfort her.
He hesitated.
This was for real, though. She wouldn't make this up.
There was no doubt in his mind that she had been raped.
Why?
"I'm so..."
He came over to her anyway, kneeled between her and the coffee table, and hugged her.
"I'm so, so sorry..."
He didn't know what else to say.
He held her for a while. Let her cry. He pet her head, combing his fingers through her hair.
After a few minutes passed, he whispered the next question.
He had to know.
"Do your parents know...?"
He hesitated.
This was for real, though. She wouldn't make this up.
There was no doubt in his mind that she had been raped.
Why?
"I'm so..."
He came over to her anyway, kneeled between her and the coffee table, and hugged her.
"I'm so, so sorry..."
He didn't know what else to say.
He held her for a while. Let her cry. He pet her head, combing his fingers through her hair.
After a few minutes passed, he whispered the next question.
He had to know.
"Do your parents know...?"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah felt Jade's arms wrap around her, heard his apologies in his ears. All she could do was cry into his shoulder as he finger combed her hair.
She wanted to say it wasn't his fault. He wasn't there, and even if he was there was little he could do. Even the police couldn't find the kid; he didn't finish in her and they claimed they didn't have enough of a DNA sample. Hannah was out of school for a month, and returned later when she was "okay enough".
But she couldn't say anything.
She heard him whisper the question. It took a few minutes, mainly to get her crying under some control, before she could answer. "N-no.. they think it was stress from school. I... tried telling my mom once, but she didn't want to hear more drama from me."
Her mother. The woman was more upset at her reputation being ruined when they pulled into the therapist's office than her daughter attempting to commit suicide. Hannah didn't know why her attitude suddenly switched.
She wanted to say it wasn't his fault. He wasn't there, and even if he was there was little he could do. Even the police couldn't find the kid; he didn't finish in her and they claimed they didn't have enough of a DNA sample. Hannah was out of school for a month, and returned later when she was "okay enough".
But she couldn't say anything.
She heard him whisper the question. It took a few minutes, mainly to get her crying under some control, before she could answer. "N-no.. they think it was stress from school. I... tried telling my mom once, but she didn't want to hear more drama from me."
Her mother. The woman was more upset at her reputation being ruined when they pulled into the therapist's office than her daughter attempting to commit suicide. Hannah didn't know why her attitude suddenly switched.
Jaden squeezed her harder.
"When?"
He didn't know how to handle this stuff. This sort of thing had never happened to him before.
He didn't know the right words to say. He didn't know how to make her feel better, other than to just... Be there.
"I'll tell her. I'll tell your mom. They have to do something."
"When?"
He didn't know how to handle this stuff. This sort of thing had never happened to him before.
He didn't know the right words to say. He didn't know how to make her feel better, other than to just... Be there.
"I'll tell her. I'll tell your mom. They have to do something."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Jade could have squeezed her to death and Hannah still would have felt safe. Was it sad that she craved someone's touch this much?
"November of freshman year," she mumbled.
It dawned on Hannah that perhaps Jade was not the best person to be unloading on. Frankly, she didn't know who to tell. Her therapist was only helping her because her parents were paying him. At least, that's how she felt. Her parents didn't want the drama. The little friends she had probably wouldn't understand, or thought she was a freak for trying to off herself. Hannah didn't really hang out with them much outside of class anyways.
She was lost.
I'll tell her. I'll tell your mom. They have to do something.
"No!" Hannah pulled away from him with a scared look in her eyes. "Please.. not yet. I'm..." 'I'm not sure they'll believe me.' ".. I'll figure something out."
"November of freshman year," she mumbled.
It dawned on Hannah that perhaps Jade was not the best person to be unloading on. Frankly, she didn't know who to tell. Her therapist was only helping her because her parents were paying him. At least, that's how she felt. Her parents didn't want the drama. The little friends she had probably wouldn't understand, or thought she was a freak for trying to off herself. Hannah didn't really hang out with them much outside of class anyways.
She was lost.
I'll tell her. I'll tell your mom. They have to do something.
"No!" Hannah pulled away from him with a scared look in her eyes. "Please.. not yet. I'm..." 'I'm not sure they'll believe me.' ".. I'll figure something out."
Jade pulled away when she did, looking up at her from the floor.
Freshman year. That was almost three years ago. Had she been bottling in that long?
Three years a go. What was he doing then? Was he at that party? Could he have done something?
It seemed pointless to tell her parents now, three years later.
"Why didn't you tell anybody, Hannah?"
He brought his hand to his face, fingerbrushing his hair anxiously, debating what to do.
"Why did you keep it bottled up?"
Freshman year. That was almost three years ago. Had she been bottling in that long?
Three years a go. What was he doing then? Was he at that party? Could he have done something?
It seemed pointless to tell her parents now, three years later.
"Why didn't you tell anybody, Hannah?"
He brought his hand to his face, fingerbrushing his hair anxiously, debating what to do.
"Why did you keep it bottled up?"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Hannah stared at the seat cushion. 'Why did I keep it a secret? Why?' She was still crying, but not as loudly now.
She swallowed hard and shrugged her shoulders, "Honestly.. would anyone have believed me? You remember the popular kids there. They were rich, probably could pay their way out of anything."
Anger was boiling inside her, but it didn't show physically.
She swallowed hard and shrugged her shoulders, "Honestly.. would anyone have believed me? You remember the popular kids there. They were rich, probably could pay their way out of anything."
Anger was boiling inside her, but it didn't show physically.
He snorted. "That's no excuse..."
He looked away and got up, going back to the kitchen.
It was evident she was staying here, whether he liked it or not. He wouldn't be able to throw her out. Not even if she was overreacting to something stupid - which she wasn't. It was somewhat of a delayed reaction, but it was warranted at least.
He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a beer, unscrewing it and taking a drink. He didn't know if Hannah knew he drank, but.. Well. He hoped she really didn't care. It's not like he was getting drunk or anything.
He stayed in the kitchen, eying his bottle. Trying to think of something witty to say. He scratched his head.
"I only have one bed, but.. I can go buy an air mattress or something..."
He valued his own sleep too much to offer to sleep on the couch himself, but he didn't want to make her sleep there, either...
He looked away and got up, going back to the kitchen.
It was evident she was staying here, whether he liked it or not. He wouldn't be able to throw her out. Not even if she was overreacting to something stupid - which she wasn't. It was somewhat of a delayed reaction, but it was warranted at least.
He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a beer, unscrewing it and taking a drink. He didn't know if Hannah knew he drank, but.. Well. He hoped she really didn't care. It's not like he was getting drunk or anything.
He stayed in the kitchen, eying his bottle. Trying to think of something witty to say. He scratched his head.
"I only have one bed, but.. I can go buy an air mattress or something..."
He valued his own sleep too much to offer to sleep on the couch himself, but he didn't want to make her sleep there, either...
D e l i r i o u s wrote: That's no excuse...
"No.. excuse?" Hannah couldn't decide if she wanted to run over and punch him or.. she didn't know what. "Jade, don't be a fucking idiot. What did you want me to do? Shout it from the rooftops?" She crossed her arms and looked away from him, "You were too busy with what's-her-face anyways."
It probably wasn't the best idea to get mad at her host. Jade probably had a point, but Hannah wasn't going to hear it right now. She glanced over when he took the beer out of the fridge. Her therapist forbade her to touch alcohol after what she did. Right now though, Hannah wanted one.
"I'll sleep on the couch. You don't have to buy anything for me."
She chewed on her lip for a moment, trying to make herself sound less angry. "May I have a beer?"
"No.. excuse?" Hannah couldn't decide if she wanted to run over and punch him or.. she didn't know what. "Jade, don't be a fucking idiot. What did you want me to do? Shout it from the rooftops?" She crossed her arms and looked away from him, "You were too busy with what's-her-face anyways."
It probably wasn't the best idea to get mad at her host. Jade probably had a point, but Hannah wasn't going to hear it right now. She glanced over when he took the beer out of the fridge. Her therapist forbade her to touch alcohol after what she did. Right now though, Hannah wanted one.
"I'll sleep on the couch. You don't have to buy anything for me."
She chewed on her lip for a moment, trying to make herself sound less angry. "May I have a beer?"
Jade tapped his beer on the counter, holding back a groan.
"And what do you want me to do, Hannah? It's not like I've ever dealt with this type of thing before. I'm a guy."
That probably wasn't the wisest thing to say, but he really wasn't sure how he was supposed to react in this situation. If it had just happened, he could've taken her to the cops, got her tested, things like that. But this was three years ago.
Yes, it was serious. But it was still crying over spilled milk. What were they supposed to do?
He scratched his head, pulling at his thick hair before taking another sip.
"No, you can't," he said boldly.
He looked up from his selected vision, across the way at her, and the coffee table still with the mostly untouched TV Dinner on it.
"Not until you finish the dinner, anyway," he begrudgingly added.
"And what do you want me to do, Hannah? It's not like I've ever dealt with this type of thing before. I'm a guy."
That probably wasn't the wisest thing to say, but he really wasn't sure how he was supposed to react in this situation. If it had just happened, he could've taken her to the cops, got her tested, things like that. But this was three years ago.
Yes, it was serious. But it was still crying over spilled milk. What were they supposed to do?
He scratched his head, pulling at his thick hair before taking another sip.
"No, you can't," he said boldly.
He looked up from his selected vision, across the way at her, and the coffee table still with the mostly untouched TV Dinner on it.
"Not until you finish the dinner, anyway," he begrudgingly added.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah couldn't help but be sarcastic when he said that. She in her seat to face him, "I'm sorry your lack of a vagina prevents you from completely understanding my predicament. There is such a thing as male rape. Try it sometime."
Obviously, she wasn't serious about that. Humor did make for a good defense mechanism, even if it was rather dark. She could feel the anger ebbing. She inhaled and sighed deeply.
Her eyes flicked to the food on the coffee table when he mentioned dinner. It was probably lukewarm by now. "Alright. Although what was my alternative? Your bed? Heh." Hannah picked up the fork and resumed eating slowly.
Obviously, she wasn't serious about that. Humor did make for a good defense mechanism, even if it was rather dark. She could feel the anger ebbing. She inhaled and sighed deeply.
Her eyes flicked to the food on the coffee table when he mentioned dinner. It was probably lukewarm by now. "Alright. Although what was my alternative? Your bed? Heh." Hannah picked up the fork and resumed eating slowly.
He hmphed, not thinking it funny at all.
"Your alternative is me calling your parents," he said, rather seriously.
He brought the bottle up to drink from it, but decided against it and dropped it back on the counter.
"I'm pretty sure you don't want that, right?"
He looked at his watch. It was 11pm already. He really should be heading to bed soon. Unless he was going to skip that saturday class afterall. Maybe he should, considering his new house guest.
As if on queue, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He stood up straight, and took his cell out of his pocket.
So are you going to class or not?
Ha, Jade thought. Cory was on the same wavelength, it seemed.
Jade gave a cursory glance toward Hannah, then bent over, elbows on the table, and quickly texted the man back.
I don't know yet. friend came over. kinda difficult to explain. shell prolly be here a few days tho.
He put the phone back into his pocket, standing up straight again and grabbing his keys from near the sink.
"I'm gonna go buy that air mattress," he said.
He walked to the door, opening it slightly before looking back. "Do you want anything? Like a certain type of food or drink or something? I don't have much here."
He thought a second.
"Chocolate, maybe...?"
"Your alternative is me calling your parents," he said, rather seriously.
He brought the bottle up to drink from it, but decided against it and dropped it back on the counter.
"I'm pretty sure you don't want that, right?"
He looked at his watch. It was 11pm already. He really should be heading to bed soon. Unless he was going to skip that saturday class afterall. Maybe he should, considering his new house guest.
As if on queue, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He stood up straight, and took his cell out of his pocket.
So are you going to class or not?
Ha, Jade thought. Cory was on the same wavelength, it seemed.
Jade gave a cursory glance toward Hannah, then bent over, elbows on the table, and quickly texted the man back.
I don't know yet. friend came over. kinda difficult to explain. shell prolly be here a few days tho.
He put the phone back into his pocket, standing up straight again and grabbing his keys from near the sink.
"I'm gonna go buy that air mattress," he said.
He walked to the door, opening it slightly before looking back. "Do you want anything? Like a certain type of food or drink or something? I don't have much here."
He thought a second.
"Chocolate, maybe...?"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "No," she said begrudgingly.
Hannah went back to poking her food again, hoping Jade didn't notice. She heard his phone buzz, but didn't pay much mind to it. Probably one of his friends that he would rather be with instead of listening to her whining.
Do you want anything? Like a certain type of food or drink or something? I don't have much here.
Hannah tilted her head back to look at him, "No, I'm alright.. thanks."
She returned to her food, stabbing corn kernels again. Every few moments she would eat one, but most were just murdered by a fork.
Hannah went back to poking her food again, hoping Jade didn't notice. She heard his phone buzz, but didn't pay much mind to it. Probably one of his friends that he would rather be with instead of listening to her whining.
Do you want anything? Like a certain type of food or drink or something? I don't have much here.
Hannah tilted her head back to look at him, "No, I'm alright.. thanks."
She returned to her food, stabbing corn kernels again. Every few moments she would eat one, but most were just murdered by a fork.
Jade sighed, watching her.
He was a little worried, but decided to leave anyway.
"I'll be back in about thirty minutes," he said, walking out and closing the door behind him.
He held the keys in his fist so they wouldn't jingle as he went to his own car, quick to jump in and start it. Not even two minutes later, he was at Wal-mart and going inside to get an air mattress.
What's wrong? You're normally not this vague. It's a girlfriend, isn't it?
Another one of Cory's texts.
After Jade found the air mattress, he quickly replied back.
No. its this girl from highschool. emo problems. im kinda like her brother.
He grabbed the box and went to the register, quickly buying it and heading back to the car. After he threw it in the back seat, he checked his phone again.
Old girlfriend? Cory played.
NO!! lol please stop bugging me about it! Jade texted back, chuckling a bit.
He got in the driver's seat and headed back. He had been gone a total of maybe 20 minutes.
He grabbed the box and twirled the keys on his finger, in a slightly better mood thanks to his little conversation with Cory, and walked back into his apartment, placing the keys back on the counter near to the sink, air mattress box under his arm.
"I'm back."
He was a little worried, but decided to leave anyway.
"I'll be back in about thirty minutes," he said, walking out and closing the door behind him.
He held the keys in his fist so they wouldn't jingle as he went to his own car, quick to jump in and start it. Not even two minutes later, he was at Wal-mart and going inside to get an air mattress.
What's wrong? You're normally not this vague. It's a girlfriend, isn't it?
Another one of Cory's texts.
After Jade found the air mattress, he quickly replied back.
No. its this girl from highschool. emo problems. im kinda like her brother.
He grabbed the box and went to the register, quickly buying it and heading back to the car. After he threw it in the back seat, he checked his phone again.
Old girlfriend? Cory played.
NO!! lol please stop bugging me about it! Jade texted back, chuckling a bit.
He got in the driver's seat and headed back. He had been gone a total of maybe 20 minutes.
He grabbed the box and twirled the keys on his finger, in a slightly better mood thanks to his little conversation with Cory, and walked back into his apartment, placing the keys back on the counter near to the sink, air mattress box under his arm.
"I'm back."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah waiting until she heard the car start to get up. She did somehow manage to eat close to half, but didn't want the rest. If she just tossed it in the kitchen garbage Jade would know, and although she didn't want to lie to him, he would be upset if she didn't attempt to eat it all. As stern as he sounded, Hannah knew Jade did care about her.
She peeked out the front door and saw the garbage can by the sidewalk. Making sure not to toss the fork and plastic plate, she ran over and dumped the food. Back inside, she washed off the fork and left it on the counter next to the sink and left the now-empty plate in the regular garbage.
Remembering her backpack with her cellphone, Hannah went over and checked it. Two missed calls and a text. Both parents.
Where r u?!
Her dad, sent an hour ago.
Won't be home for a few days. I'm ok. Hannah typed back.
The phoned chimed softly as he replied. Where? Ur mom is mad.
She sighed, debating on telling him her location. Probably would be better if she told the truth instead of ignoring him or lying. Although she was already lying to Jade about eating, so why not lie about her location? Friend's apartment. Tell mom sorry.
There was no answer. Hannah hoped they weren't doing something like calling her therapist or the police. She just wanted to get out of the house for awhile. And Jade seemed to want to help, even if it was unwillingly. Not like she gave him much of a choice when she showed up. She changed into shorts to sleep in and put her phone on silent for now.
I'm back.
Hannah smiled at Jade, "I finished my food. Like you said."
She peeked out the front door and saw the garbage can by the sidewalk. Making sure not to toss the fork and plastic plate, she ran over and dumped the food. Back inside, she washed off the fork and left it on the counter next to the sink and left the now-empty plate in the regular garbage.
Remembering her backpack with her cellphone, Hannah went over and checked it. Two missed calls and a text. Both parents.
Where r u?!
Her dad, sent an hour ago.
Won't be home for a few days. I'm ok. Hannah typed back.
The phoned chimed softly as he replied. Where? Ur mom is mad.
She sighed, debating on telling him her location. Probably would be better if she told the truth instead of ignoring him or lying. Although she was already lying to Jade about eating, so why not lie about her location? Friend's apartment. Tell mom sorry.
There was no answer. Hannah hoped they weren't doing something like calling her therapist or the police. She just wanted to get out of the house for awhile. And Jade seemed to want to help, even if it was unwillingly. Not like she gave him much of a choice when she showed up. She changed into shorts to sleep in and put her phone on silent for now.
I'm back.
Hannah smiled at Jade, "I finished my food. Like you said."
Jade set the box down on the coffee table, looking at her.
"That's good," he said, genuinely. Unsuspecting.
He went down the short hall to his room, pulling out a pocket knife and a small bike pump.
He opened the box easily, a few quick stroked with precision, as if he had profound experience with a box cutter. It was partially true.
He flicked the knife closed and stuck it on the back of his jeans for now, taking out the mattress and tossing out the roll as if it were a beach towel about to be used for a picnic.
He laid it all out on the floor, then took the bike pump and attached it, beginning to pump the mattress with air. It was going to be a while.
After a minute or two, he stopped, looking over to Hannah.
"You want to try?"
It would give her something to do, at least. If she finished, maybe that would give her some form of accomplishment to be happy about...?
Plus, being active in general seemed to lighten people's moods.
"That's good," he said, genuinely. Unsuspecting.
He went down the short hall to his room, pulling out a pocket knife and a small bike pump.
He opened the box easily, a few quick stroked with precision, as if he had profound experience with a box cutter. It was partially true.
He flicked the knife closed and stuck it on the back of his jeans for now, taking out the mattress and tossing out the roll as if it were a beach towel about to be used for a picnic.
He laid it all out on the floor, then took the bike pump and attached it, beginning to pump the mattress with air. It was going to be a while.
After a minute or two, he stopped, looking over to Hannah.
"You want to try?"
It would give her something to do, at least. If she finished, maybe that would give her some form of accomplishment to be happy about...?
Plus, being active in general seemed to lighten people's moods.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah felt bad about lying to Jade after he said that, but it was too late to go back on it now. Maybe next time she would actually eat more food. Maybe.
Her eyes followed the box cutter for a moment when he returned from the hall, and she was almost scared at how quickly her thoughts settled on it. She shook her head quickly, and instead focused on the inflation of the mattress. Hannah had never cut herself before, but before she settled on pills her mind did think of that method.
She had taken her seat at the couch when Jade initially rolled out the mattress. Pumping was going slow, and he probably had stuff to do tomorrow.
You want to try?
Hannah perked her head up, "Sure. Not that hard, right?" She slid off the couch onto the floor and scooted over the foot to the pump, taking it from Jade and resuming. If anything, she could zone out while inflating her bed.
"Thank you. I don't know how many times I can say that."
Her eyes followed the box cutter for a moment when he returned from the hall, and she was almost scared at how quickly her thoughts settled on it. She shook her head quickly, and instead focused on the inflation of the mattress. Hannah had never cut herself before, but before she settled on pills her mind did think of that method.
She had taken her seat at the couch when Jade initially rolled out the mattress. Pumping was going slow, and he probably had stuff to do tomorrow.
You want to try?
Hannah perked her head up, "Sure. Not that hard, right?" She slid off the couch onto the floor and scooted over the foot to the pump, taking it from Jade and resuming. If anything, she could zone out while inflating her bed.
"Thank you. I don't know how many times I can say that."
He let her take the pump, and he went back to his beer. He took one sip of it and then screwed the cap back on, tossing it back in the fridge, instead going over and drinking the water Hannah hadn't touched.
"Don't worry about it," he answered. "I guess I owe it to you."
He probably should've seen that something was wrong when she was raped. Or something.
He couldn't even remember what he was doing back then.
Her freshman year was his junior. And he had had that girlfriend for a while.
Maybe he had been too preoccupied with fucking that up to notice anybody else's problems.
He took the glass to the sink once he was done and set it there, sitting on the couch and watching Hannah as she pumped the mattress the rest of the way.
"I have class tomorrow," he said suddenly, unsure if he should even be bringing this up.
"It's not really that important, though. So I could skip if you want."
He frowned slightly, hesitating.
"...It's your choice."
"Don't worry about it," he answered. "I guess I owe it to you."
He probably should've seen that something was wrong when she was raped. Or something.
He couldn't even remember what he was doing back then.
Her freshman year was his junior. And he had had that girlfriend for a while.
Maybe he had been too preoccupied with fucking that up to notice anybody else's problems.
He took the glass to the sink once he was done and set it there, sitting on the couch and watching Hannah as she pumped the mattress the rest of the way.
"I have class tomorrow," he said suddenly, unsure if he should even be bringing this up.
"It's not really that important, though. So I could skip if you want."
He frowned slightly, hesitating.
"...It's your choice."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "You don't.." Hannah started, but dropped it. "Thanks."
She was still pumping up the bed, but looking at him now. Hannah forgot about the water until Jade picked it up and drank it. All well, she could get another one herself if she wanted.
The mattress was inflating faster than she thought it would. Hannah felt a little sense of accomplishment at that, not being utterly helpless was always a good thing. Once it was finished, she scooched up and sat on the mattress, amusing herself by tilting around.
"You don't have to skip class for me. I brought my laptop, so I can amuse myself while you're gone. Although, I am going to need a blanket for now."
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Jade seemed relieved to hear that. He got up and retrieved a blanket from the closet, and grabbed one of the couch pillows for Hannah. "Good night, Hannah."
"Night, Jade." Hannah watched him walk down the hall to his bedroom, then reached over for her backpack. Inside was were the clothes she grabbed (enough for a few days), her laptop and cellphone, the pills, and some basic toiletries. Luckily, the only thing she needed right now was the laptop.
She opened the lid, thankful for Jade's open wifi connection, and clicked the Firefox icon in the dock. Jade's Facebook was still open, and she clicked to the general News Feed.
What's on your mind?
Hannah sighed, and typed into the box: All I can do is keep breathing.
Earlier that day, Hannah was grateful that she had added Jade as a Facebook friend before he left for college. Shortly afterward she hid his updates on her Feeds page, knowing he was doing well upset her. Not because she didn't want him to do well, but because she was jealous that he was having a great time and she was a miserable mess.
It was almost midnight by now, but she didn't really care. She exited Facebook and kept herself amused by silly flash games until nearly 3am when she passed out on the bed.
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It was almost noon by the time Hannah woke up, and it took her a few moments to remember where she was. Sleepily she called out, "Jade? Jaaaade?"
'Right. He had a class.'
Hannah stretched then stood up. She grabbed her toothbrush, new clothes, and found the bathroom after a quick search. After getting ready for the day, she returned to the living room and deflated the bed, taking care to fold the blanket and place everything in the corner of the room. She had added Jade's phone number to her phone when she looked up his address, but she debated on texting him. Finally she settled on doing so.
It's Hannah. Got your number on FB. I'm awake and gonna make lunch. Cleaned everything up.
Ok. Thanks.
She left the phone on the coffee table and went over to the kitchen. The fridge was well packed for belonging to a college student. She found some cheese slices and bread, and made herself a toasted cheese sandwich. Grabbing the sandwich and a freshly poured glass of water, Hannah returned to the living room area and turned on the tv. Some B-comedy movie on Comedy Central.
Her phone lit up. Hannah un-silenced it and opened the message. Sorry? Sorry doesn't cover this. You're mentally ill, you can't just disappear. Her mom was texting her now. Apparently Dad relayed the message.
I needed to get out of there. Look, I'm sorry, but I'm trying to do what's best for me. Please just trust me on this one. Hannah typed back, hoping her mother wouldn't call her.
After a few minutes the phone chimed again. Ugh! I cannot deal with you right now. Hannah rolled her eyes, "You're the one that texted me, remember?" I'm canceling your therapy until you return to your senses and come back, since we both know you won't get a job to pay for it. Nice to know I'm loved enough for you to realize what you're costing me. Goodbye. She groaned loudly, hating to admit her mother was right.
Hannah furiously typed back, I apologize for being such a fuck-up in your life. You never want to deal with me, ever. Glad to see I'm loved enough for my problems to be taken seriously and not just pawned off on a shrink and drugs. Bye. She slammed the phone shut and dropped it on the seat next to her.
She could not wait for Jade to get back from class.
Hannah curled her knees up to her chest, burying her face in her arms. Her mind was racing, and her limbs felt twitchy, like she needed to get up and dance or something.
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live so well
She was still pumping up the bed, but looking at him now. Hannah forgot about the water until Jade picked it up and drank it. All well, she could get another one herself if she wanted.
The mattress was inflating faster than she thought it would. Hannah felt a little sense of accomplishment at that, not being utterly helpless was always a good thing. Once it was finished, she scooched up and sat on the mattress, amusing herself by tilting around.
"You don't have to skip class for me. I brought my laptop, so I can amuse myself while you're gone. Although, I am going to need a blanket for now."
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Jade seemed relieved to hear that. He got up and retrieved a blanket from the closet, and grabbed one of the couch pillows for Hannah. "Good night, Hannah."
"Night, Jade." Hannah watched him walk down the hall to his bedroom, then reached over for her backpack. Inside was were the clothes she grabbed (enough for a few days), her laptop and cellphone, the pills, and some basic toiletries. Luckily, the only thing she needed right now was the laptop.
She opened the lid, thankful for Jade's open wifi connection, and clicked the Firefox icon in the dock. Jade's Facebook was still open, and she clicked to the general News Feed.
What's on your mind?
Hannah sighed, and typed into the box: All I can do is keep breathing.
Earlier that day, Hannah was grateful that she had added Jade as a Facebook friend before he left for college. Shortly afterward she hid his updates on her Feeds page, knowing he was doing well upset her. Not because she didn't want him to do well, but because she was jealous that he was having a great time and she was a miserable mess.
It was almost midnight by now, but she didn't really care. She exited Facebook and kept herself amused by silly flash games until nearly 3am when she passed out on the bed.
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It was almost noon by the time Hannah woke up, and it took her a few moments to remember where she was. Sleepily she called out, "Jade? Jaaaade?"
'Right. He had a class.'
Hannah stretched then stood up. She grabbed her toothbrush, new clothes, and found the bathroom after a quick search. After getting ready for the day, she returned to the living room and deflated the bed, taking care to fold the blanket and place everything in the corner of the room. She had added Jade's phone number to her phone when she looked up his address, but she debated on texting him. Finally she settled on doing so.
It's Hannah. Got your number on FB. I'm awake and gonna make lunch. Cleaned everything up.
Ok. Thanks.
She left the phone on the coffee table and went over to the kitchen. The fridge was well packed for belonging to a college student. She found some cheese slices and bread, and made herself a toasted cheese sandwich. Grabbing the sandwich and a freshly poured glass of water, Hannah returned to the living room area and turned on the tv. Some B-comedy movie on Comedy Central.
Her phone lit up. Hannah un-silenced it and opened the message. Sorry? Sorry doesn't cover this. You're mentally ill, you can't just disappear. Her mom was texting her now. Apparently Dad relayed the message.
I needed to get out of there. Look, I'm sorry, but I'm trying to do what's best for me. Please just trust me on this one. Hannah typed back, hoping her mother wouldn't call her.
After a few minutes the phone chimed again. Ugh! I cannot deal with you right now. Hannah rolled her eyes, "You're the one that texted me, remember?" I'm canceling your therapy until you return to your senses and come back, since we both know you won't get a job to pay for it. Nice to know I'm loved enough for you to realize what you're costing me. Goodbye. She groaned loudly, hating to admit her mother was right.
Hannah furiously typed back, I apologize for being such a fuck-up in your life. You never want to deal with me, ever. Glad to see I'm loved enough for my problems to be taken seriously and not just pawned off on a shrink and drugs. Bye. She slammed the phone shut and dropped it on the seat next to her.
She could not wait for Jade to get back from class.
Hannah curled her knees up to her chest, burying her face in her arms. Her mind was racing, and her limbs felt twitchy, like she needed to get up and dance or something.
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And it's a sin to live so well
After Jade went to his room, he pulled off his hoodie, shirt, and pants, sleeping only in his boxers. His left shoulder had a purple/blue outline of a tribal tattoo that would work its way down toward his elbow when fully colored in. But for now, it was only an outline.
He grabbed his phone and gave a quick text to Cory: Going to class tomorrow. See you there?
He put his phone on silent and went to bed, not caring enough to wait and see Cory's response, which when he woke up at around six am, he found to be Will do.
He was out and in class by seven, wearing a collared long-sleeve white dress shirt with faint stripes over jeans. He met his boyfriend there and gave him a high five with a smile, slapping hands together as if it were a great way to start the day.
They didn't speak to eachother until they got a break.
"So how's the girlfriend?" Cory prodded, mischievous smile apparent.
"I told you, man. She's not my girlfriend. Never was. She's just a friend- we lived in the same neighborhood. That's all," Jade griped.
"Oh come on, Jade," he continued to pry. "Everybody's had a fag hag at one point. It's like a process."
Jaden rolled his eyes. "I did," he groaned. "This girl wasn't her. I really don't want to talk about it, Cory. Stop bringing it up."
Cory frowned, a bit disappointed. After a moment of silence, he asked "...Can I meet her...?"
Jade set his hands on the table. "No!"
Class resumed and around twelve they got out, Cory and Jade doing a taco bell run before parting ways. Jade came back to his own apartment, a bag of bean burritos in tow.
Once he was inside the door, he lifted them up, trying to be happy amidst the atmosphere of depression already heavily seated in his flat.
"Delivery for the big H!"
He grabbed his phone and gave a quick text to Cory: Going to class tomorrow. See you there?
He put his phone on silent and went to bed, not caring enough to wait and see Cory's response, which when he woke up at around six am, he found to be Will do.
He was out and in class by seven, wearing a collared long-sleeve white dress shirt with faint stripes over jeans. He met his boyfriend there and gave him a high five with a smile, slapping hands together as if it were a great way to start the day.
They didn't speak to eachother until they got a break.
"So how's the girlfriend?" Cory prodded, mischievous smile apparent.
"I told you, man. She's not my girlfriend. Never was. She's just a friend- we lived in the same neighborhood. That's all," Jade griped.
"Oh come on, Jade," he continued to pry. "Everybody's had a fag hag at one point. It's like a process."
Jaden rolled his eyes. "I did," he groaned. "This girl wasn't her. I really don't want to talk about it, Cory. Stop bringing it up."
Cory frowned, a bit disappointed. After a moment of silence, he asked "...Can I meet her...?"
Jade set his hands on the table. "No!"
Class resumed and around twelve they got out, Cory and Jade doing a taco bell run before parting ways. Jade came back to his own apartment, a bag of bean burritos in tow.
Once he was inside the door, he lifted them up, trying to be happy amidst the atmosphere of depression already heavily seated in his flat.
"Delivery for the big H!"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Not content to just sit still and panic, Hannah got up from the couch and found Jade's dusting supplies. She did mention yesterday that she was an excellent cleaner while in this state, and she wanted to continue to prove to Jade that she wasn't completely helpless.
She was in the middle of dusting the insides of the bathroom cabinets when Jade walked in the door with food.
"I'm in here!" Hannah yelled out, leaning her head out of the doorway. She stood up, grabbing the supplies, and headed back into the kitchen. "I dusted everything, literally. Except your bedroom, I wasn't sure if you wanted me to go in there. What's for lunch? And how was class?"
Hannah's mind was still racing, but physical activity certainly helped.
She was in the middle of dusting the insides of the bathroom cabinets when Jade walked in the door with food.
"I'm in here!" Hannah yelled out, leaning her head out of the doorway. She stood up, grabbing the supplies, and headed back into the kitchen. "I dusted everything, literally. Except your bedroom, I wasn't sure if you wanted me to go in there. What's for lunch? And how was class?"
Hannah's mind was still racing, but physical activity certainly helped.
Jade was a bit confused. She seemed rather hyper all of the sudden. Why would she dust everything...?
"It's, er. Taco Bell," he answered. "Thanks for cleaning, but you really didn't have to do that..."
He set the burritos on the counter and watched Hannah.
"Class was okay. Just a lecture. Like I said, it wasn't that important."
He scratched his head for a moment, then yawned a bit.
"Feeling better, I guess?"
He didn't really understand how her disorder worked.
He wasn't even entirely positive she had one.
"It's, er. Taco Bell," he answered. "Thanks for cleaning, but you really didn't have to do that..."
He set the burritos on the counter and watched Hannah.
"Class was okay. Just a lecture. Like I said, it wasn't that important."
He scratched his head for a moment, then yawned a bit.
"Feeling better, I guess?"
He didn't really understand how her disorder worked.
He wasn't even entirely positive she had one.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "I needed something to do, so I dusted." Hannah seemed overly cheery, she was almost scaring herself with how happy her mania was. She wondered if it was normal to be this euphoric.
She placed the supplies back where she found them, then went over to the counter to get some food. Picking out a burrito, she sat down at the table to open the wrapper. "Im feeling alright now. Jittery, mind racy, but I'm not being emo."
Hannah's stomach attempted a tiny grumble, so she started to eat.
"What do you want to do today?"
She placed the supplies back where she found them, then went over to the counter to get some food. Picking out a burrito, she sat down at the table to open the wrapper. "Im feeling alright now. Jittery, mind racy, but I'm not being emo."
Hannah's stomach attempted a tiny grumble, so she started to eat.
"What do you want to do today?"
"Well that's good," he replied to the not being emo part.
He put his elbow on the counter, leaning against it as he watched her eat.
Well, at least she was eating.
"I don't know," He said, finally. "I hadn't really thought about it. There's nothing around here to do, really. Just a bunch of bars. And a movie theatre. We could play video games? I have a playstation and a dreamcast. I don't think I have many multiplayer games though... I could watch you play?"
He stood up and walked over to the coffee table, bringing the taco bell bag with him. He had no real dinner table, so those who wanted to use the coffee table had to sit on the couch, chair, or floor.
He chose the couch to sit, though he had already eaten himself.
He wanted to say something.. Like, how he had planned to go out with his friends today. But, he decided against it, instead looking out the window near the television. There was an awkward silence. He really didn't want his friends meeting her.
While it might be good to get social interaction, he wasn't sure he could trust his friends to not make a gay joke or tell her about his and Cory's relationship.
It wasn't as if he didn't think Hannah would react well- she probably wouldn't care - it was that he was afraid of it getting back to his parents.
He put his elbow on the counter, leaning against it as he watched her eat.
Well, at least she was eating.
"I don't know," He said, finally. "I hadn't really thought about it. There's nothing around here to do, really. Just a bunch of bars. And a movie theatre. We could play video games? I have a playstation and a dreamcast. I don't think I have many multiplayer games though... I could watch you play?"
He stood up and walked over to the coffee table, bringing the taco bell bag with him. He had no real dinner table, so those who wanted to use the coffee table had to sit on the couch, chair, or floor.
He chose the couch to sit, though he had already eaten himself.
He wanted to say something.. Like, how he had planned to go out with his friends today. But, he decided against it, instead looking out the window near the television. There was an awkward silence. He really didn't want his friends meeting her.
While it might be good to get social interaction, he wasn't sure he could trust his friends to not make a gay joke or tell her about his and Cory's relationship.
It wasn't as if he didn't think Hannah would react well- she probably wouldn't care - it was that he was afraid of it getting back to his parents.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah scarfed down the burrito, and her eyes were wide in surprise. No doubt Jade noticed her appetite was actually there, and she hoped he didn't think she was just fucking with him about the lack of eating. It wasn't something she would joke about though, especially given the circumstances.
"Well, I don't really drink. And I'm really not supposed to anyways.. considering.." She bit her lip and looked to the side. Jade knew what to consider, she needn't elaborate.
She watched as he brought the bag over and sat on the couch. It was highly possible, no, definitely possible that Hannah's arrival fucked up his weekend. Jade didn't make any mention of it though, 'Maybe he didn't have anything planned after all?' She played with her hands while thinking, since the burrito was gone now.
"Do you have a Sonic game by any chance? That's really the only thing I know on Dreamcast. We could pass the controller back and forth or something."
She wanted to ask who the people in the pictures were. But she didn't.
"My mom texted me today. She wants nothing to do with me until I come to my sense. Nice, huh?"
No need to tell Jade the entire contents of the text, he had enough to deal with by her just being here.
"Well, I don't really drink. And I'm really not supposed to anyways.. considering.." She bit her lip and looked to the side. Jade knew what to consider, she needn't elaborate.
She watched as he brought the bag over and sat on the couch. It was highly possible, no, definitely possible that Hannah's arrival fucked up his weekend. Jade didn't make any mention of it though, 'Maybe he didn't have anything planned after all?' She played with her hands while thinking, since the burrito was gone now.
"Do you have a Sonic game by any chance? That's really the only thing I know on Dreamcast. We could pass the controller back and forth or something."
She wanted to ask who the people in the pictures were. But she didn't.
"My mom texted me today. She wants nothing to do with me until I come to my sense. Nice, huh?"
No need to tell Jade the entire contents of the text, he had enough to deal with by her just being here.
"There's another one, if you want it." He motioned to the bag which still had another bean burrito. He'd brought two. "I already ate," he added on, knowing she'd probably ask that next.
He turned to her about sonic. He liked sonic games as well.
"Actually, yeah. I have Sonic adventure one and two. That's kind of the reason I bought the Dreamcast. I've already beaten them both, so I can just watch you play, if you want. Let me go get it."
He left the common room and went into a closet in his bedroom, digging out the box with the console and games inside. His apartment was actually pretty clean, considering. That was, until you went into his bedroom. Then it was just mounds of clothes and circuitry, papers and solder equipment everywhere. There weren't any dirty dishes or anything like that- so he was just messy, not unclean.
He took the box out of his room and back into the common room, taking it out and hooking it up to the TV. He hadn't gotten this thing out in ages.
Soon, it was all hooked up and ready to go- he put opened up his CD booklet and turned the Dreamcast on, the lid opened.
"Which one do you want to play?" He asked.
He had intentionally ignored the comment about her mom.
He turned to her about sonic. He liked sonic games as well.
"Actually, yeah. I have Sonic adventure one and two. That's kind of the reason I bought the Dreamcast. I've already beaten them both, so I can just watch you play, if you want. Let me go get it."
He left the common room and went into a closet in his bedroom, digging out the box with the console and games inside. His apartment was actually pretty clean, considering. That was, until you went into his bedroom. Then it was just mounds of clothes and circuitry, papers and solder equipment everywhere. There weren't any dirty dishes or anything like that- so he was just messy, not unclean.
He took the box out of his room and back into the common room, taking it out and hooking it up to the TV. He hadn't gotten this thing out in ages.
Soon, it was all hooked up and ready to go- he put opened up his CD booklet and turned the Dreamcast on, the lid opened.
"Which one do you want to play?" He asked.
He had intentionally ignored the comment about her mom.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "I'm actually kind of full from the first one," Mostly true. Hannah's stomach had shrunk from not eating very often, nor large amounts when she did. "Maybe I'll eat it later."
Hannah watched Jade disappear down the short hall into his bedroom. She had never seen the inside, but given the cleanliness of the rest of the apartment, it was probably just as clean inside. She almost wanted to take a peak before when she was cleaning, then decided against it. Somehow, Hannah figured he would know if she did.
Which one do you want to play?
In Hannah's childhood, she never owned a Sega system. Her older cousin did though, and they would spend long afternoons playing Sonic the Hedgehog 2. That was the only Sonic game she played though. "Uh.. One I guess. Probably should start from the beginning. Is it like Sonic 2?"
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Outside of the apartment, Jade's friend Sam was walking by. She hadn't intentionally meant to go over to Jade's, actually she was heading downtown to pick up some groceries for her and her roommate. Her mind changed when Cory texted their group saying Jade was being anti-social today, something Jade never was. He mentioned something about a girl being at Jade's place.
'Weird of Jade to have a mystery girl here. Maybe Cory was right.. secret girlfriend?' Sam laughed, Jade was pretty into men, and it was highly unlikely he was hiding a girl.
Laughing at the absurdity of Jade having a girlfriend, Sam walked up the steps and knocked on Jade's door. "Jaaaaaade. I know you're in there. Come out with your hands up!"
Hannah watched Jade disappear down the short hall into his bedroom. She had never seen the inside, but given the cleanliness of the rest of the apartment, it was probably just as clean inside. She almost wanted to take a peak before when she was cleaning, then decided against it. Somehow, Hannah figured he would know if she did.
Which one do you want to play?
In Hannah's childhood, she never owned a Sega system. Her older cousin did though, and they would spend long afternoons playing Sonic the Hedgehog 2. That was the only Sonic game she played though. "Uh.. One I guess. Probably should start from the beginning. Is it like Sonic 2?"
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Outside of the apartment, Jade's friend Sam was walking by. She hadn't intentionally meant to go over to Jade's, actually she was heading downtown to pick up some groceries for her and her roommate. Her mind changed when Cory texted their group saying Jade was being anti-social today, something Jade never was. He mentioned something about a girl being at Jade's place.
'Weird of Jade to have a mystery girl here. Maybe Cory was right.. secret girlfriend?' Sam laughed, Jade was pretty into men, and it was highly unlikely he was hiding a girl.
Laughing at the absurdity of Jade having a girlfriend, Sam walked up the steps and knocked on Jade's door. "Jaaaaaade. I know you're in there. Come out with your hands up!"
Jade chuckled as he got out the game of the booklet and put it in the dreamcast, closing the lid.
"Sort of. Everything's in 3D and there's a lot more exploring. Less of that super fast sonic going across levels thing," he explained, unwrapping the cord from the controller and handing it to Hannah as the familiar Se~ga~ start up sounded.
Jade got up to go to the refrigerator, but was interrupted by at knock at the door.
Jaaaaaade!
Shit, Jade thought to himself. It was unmistakably Sam. Did Cory send her? That would've been a very Cory thing to do.
He went over to the door and opened it only enough for his body to fit through, so Sam couldn't see inside.
"What is it?" He said, then stuck his head outside the door and said so only the two of them could hear "Why are you here?"
He didn't mean to come off as rude, but he had made it pretty clear to Cory that he wanted to be left alone. Did the message not get relayed?
"Sort of. Everything's in 3D and there's a lot more exploring. Less of that super fast sonic going across levels thing," he explained, unwrapping the cord from the controller and handing it to Hannah as the familiar Se~ga~ start up sounded.
Jade got up to go to the refrigerator, but was interrupted by at knock at the door.
Jaaaaaade!
Shit, Jade thought to himself. It was unmistakably Sam. Did Cory send her? That would've been a very Cory thing to do.
He went over to the door and opened it only enough for his body to fit through, so Sam couldn't see inside.
"What is it?" He said, then stuck his head outside the door and said so only the two of them could hear "Why are you here?"
He didn't mean to come off as rude, but he had made it pretty clear to Cory that he wanted to be left alone. Did the message not get relayed?
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D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah was about to reply when the door knocked and someone, a girl, yelled Jade's name from the other side. She turned her head toward the door as Jade rushed over to it, noticing he was physically blocking either side from seeing in or out. 'Weird..'
Sam tried looking around Jade to no avail. "Well hello to you too Mr. Anti-Social. Cory said you were avoiding everyone today. You never avoid people, especially Cory. What's going on in there?"
She placed her hands on her hips, irked that Jade was not going to let her inside. "It's pretty warm out here you know."
Sam tried looking around Jade to no avail. "Well hello to you too Mr. Anti-Social. Cory said you were avoiding everyone today. You never avoid people, especially Cory. What's going on in there?"
She placed her hands on her hips, irked that Jade was not going to let her inside. "It's pretty warm out here you know."
Jade sighed and walked outside, closing the door behind him.
"Look, whatever Cory said, it's not true. She's a friend from highschool, is all. She's staying over for a while. She has some sort of emotional problems, so she's staying with me for a while. That's all."
His green eyes looked passed Sam and took in what a beautiful day it was. He frowned, his shoulders sagging.
"It'll only be for a few days," he was really trying to convince himself of that than Sam.
"She's just a teenager that needs to figure some things out..."
"Look, whatever Cory said, it's not true. She's a friend from highschool, is all. She's staying over for a while. She has some sort of emotional problems, so she's staying with me for a while. That's all."
His green eyes looked passed Sam and took in what a beautiful day it was. He frowned, his shoulders sagging.
"It'll only be for a few days," he was really trying to convince himself of that than Sam.
"She's just a teenager that needs to figure some things out..."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam sighed, "Cory didn't tell me anything different than what you just said. It just seems odd that you're hiding her for no apparent reason. You're acting like the girl is green or something."
She could tell that Jade wasn't completely happy with the situation. "Jade," Sam started sympathetically, "You aren't acting like you right now. Obviously something important is going on in there and you're trying to handle it yourself, which doesn't seem to be going that well. Please let me help. I'm a girl, she can probably relate to me somehow."
Sam, who double-majored in engineering and psychology (the group joked that she was a glutton for punishment), always tried to help people solve their problems. It was kind of a fault with her, but she hated seeing people upset.
She could tell that Jade wasn't completely happy with the situation. "Jade," Sam started sympathetically, "You aren't acting like you right now. Obviously something important is going on in there and you're trying to handle it yourself, which doesn't seem to be going that well. Please let me help. I'm a girl, she can probably relate to me somehow."
Sam, who double-majored in engineering and psychology (the group joked that she was a glutton for punishment), always tried to help people solve their problems. It was kind of a fault with her, but she hated seeing people upset.
Jade appreciated the effort, but grimaced.
"Nobody from my hometown knows, or even suspects, that I'm gay. That's the only reason. I just... I mean, no offense, but I really don't think you guys are able to keep that sort of thing secret. And if my parents found out, I'd be dead. I'm only so open here because I am away from them."
He sighed.
"Otherwise, I really would let you in. I swear. But I don't want to risk something like that."
"Nobody from my hometown knows, or even suspects, that I'm gay. That's the only reason. I just... I mean, no offense, but I really don't think you guys are able to keep that sort of thing secret. And if my parents found out, I'd be dead. I'm only so open here because I am away from them."
He sighed.
"Otherwise, I really would let you in. I swear. But I don't want to risk something like that."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam leaned over and touched Jade's arm, "Alright, fine. But please call me or something when you feel like I can come over." It bothered her that he seemed so uneasy.
She turned to go, and added softly, "You know, I do know how to keep secrets. See ya, Jade."
As she was walking away, her phone buzzed in her pocket.
Did you find out what's his deal? Cory.
We both know he's telling the truth Cor, you're not doubting him. He really doesn't want to see people right now. Just let him be.
K. Sam sighed again. 'Boys..'
---
Hannah couldn't hear the conversation, or see Jade's facial expressions. She sat quietly on the couch, having plugged in the controller herself when Jade first went to the door. The TV was playing the opening theme of Sonic Adventure on repeat.
Finally, she decided to speak up. "Jade? Is everything alright?"
She turned to go, and added softly, "You know, I do know how to keep secrets. See ya, Jade."
As she was walking away, her phone buzzed in her pocket.
Did you find out what's his deal? Cory.
We both know he's telling the truth Cor, you're not doubting him. He really doesn't want to see people right now. Just let him be.
K. Sam sighed again. 'Boys..'
---
Hannah couldn't hear the conversation, or see Jade's facial expressions. She sat quietly on the couch, having plugged in the controller herself when Jade first went to the door. The TV was playing the opening theme of Sonic Adventure on repeat.
Finally, she decided to speak up. "Jade? Is everything alright?"
Jaden exhaled heavily through his nose, watching Sam leave before closing the door behind him again as he re-entered his own apartment.
He looked rather down, but Hannah awoke him from his thoughts.
"Yeah," He said, straightening up and looking to her. "That was just a friend of mine... Asking about some homework," he lied.
He went over to the refrigerator and grabbed the beer he didn't finish last night. He had originally intended to get something else, but now the circumstances had changed and he needed some alcohol.
With the beer in hand, he sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Ready to start?"
He looked rather down, but Hannah awoke him from his thoughts.
"Yeah," He said, straightening up and looking to her. "That was just a friend of mine... Asking about some homework," he lied.
He went over to the refrigerator and grabbed the beer he didn't finish last night. He had originally intended to get something else, but now the circumstances had changed and he needed some alcohol.
With the beer in hand, he sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Ready to start?"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah couldn't hear the conversation, since Sam and Jade were talking so low. The music from the game was too loud anyways. She also didn't see the sad look on his face, and if she did it probably wouldn't have dawned on her that she was the current source of his frustration.
"Ah, ok. You should have invited her in or something, I don't bite." She watched as he took the beer from the fridge, remembering she asked for one last night. Hannah started to ask for one, but quickly closed her mouth. It wasn't illegal for her to drink, according to the law. Her therapist would have something to say about it though. 'Except you're not seeing him now. You're getting yourself better, remember?'
Her fingers realigned on the controller, ready to start the game. It felt awkward at first, she never held such a large controller before, and she wasn't sure what the hole at the top was for. Memory card or something?
"Mhm," she smiled back at Jade.
The beginning of the game was easy enough. It took Hannah a bit to adjust to this 3D Sonic. It wasn't a new game by a long shot, but Hannah never owned any of the later consoles since she got an NES in 1st grade. She was a champ at Duck Hunt though.
"Hey Jade, who's the blonde haired guy? You have a lot of pictures of him around," Hannah asked innocently.
"Ah, ok. You should have invited her in or something, I don't bite." She watched as he took the beer from the fridge, remembering she asked for one last night. Hannah started to ask for one, but quickly closed her mouth. It wasn't illegal for her to drink, according to the law. Her therapist would have something to say about it though. 'Except you're not seeing him now. You're getting yourself better, remember?'
Her fingers realigned on the controller, ready to start the game. It felt awkward at first, she never held such a large controller before, and she wasn't sure what the hole at the top was for. Memory card or something?
"Mhm," she smiled back at Jade.
The beginning of the game was easy enough. It took Hannah a bit to adjust to this 3D Sonic. It wasn't a new game by a long shot, but Hannah never owned any of the later consoles since she got an NES in 1st grade. She was a champ at Duck Hunt though.
"Hey Jade, who's the blonde haired guy? You have a lot of pictures of him around," Hannah asked innocently.
Jade sat and watched her, sipping at his beer. Ever now and then he'd point out something, give a hint of what to do, what controls she may have to use.
Then she finally asked about Cory.
"Uhh..."
He wasn't the best at lying. Especially when he had already lied once today.
He looked at one of the nearby pictures of them together, both at the park. Cory was being retarded and throwing up some sort of gang sign, while Jade was just trying to take a picture of the two of them, so his arm was at the bottom of the frame. They both looked like they were about to fall over.
If he remembered correctly, they did fall over afterward.
Looking around, he did have a lot of pictures of them around the apartment. It made sense, he guessed. Cory practically lived here half the time. They shared a bed, of course.
"That's Cory. He's sort of my best friend. We do everything together," he finally said.
It wasn't a complete lie.
He couldn't help but smile thinking about it. "We're kind of like brothers."
Cory made him happy.
The 21 year old was Jade's first real relationship, and it still had that sort of euphoric feel to it. He didn't want it to end.
Then she finally asked about Cory.
"Uhh..."
He wasn't the best at lying. Especially when he had already lied once today.
He looked at one of the nearby pictures of them together, both at the park. Cory was being retarded and throwing up some sort of gang sign, while Jade was just trying to take a picture of the two of them, so his arm was at the bottom of the frame. They both looked like they were about to fall over.
If he remembered correctly, they did fall over afterward.
Looking around, he did have a lot of pictures of them around the apartment. It made sense, he guessed. Cory practically lived here half the time. They shared a bed, of course.
"That's Cory. He's sort of my best friend. We do everything together," he finally said.
It wasn't a complete lie.
He couldn't help but smile thinking about it. "We're kind of like brothers."
Cory made him happy.
The 21 year old was Jade's first real relationship, and it still had that sort of euphoric feel to it. He didn't want it to end.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "That's great," Hannah covered up the disappointment in her voice. She figured when they started to lose touch that he found something else - a girlfriend perhaps. It seemed sadder to know Jade picked up a new best friend. Hannah found silly pride in being his 'little sister'.
She focused more intently on the game, trying to keep Sonic away from the killer whale chasing him. Sonic, against her wishes, kept dying though. She cursed him under her breath.
Hannah glanced over at Jade, still enjoying his beer, "Am I going to get to meet him at some point? He seems like a really nice guy." She did want to meet his friends, see how college kids were in comparison to high school kids. Not like Hannah had the best experience with the high school crowd anyways.
She focused more intently on the game, trying to keep Sonic away from the killer whale chasing him. Sonic, against her wishes, kept dying though. She cursed him under her breath.
Hannah glanced over at Jade, still enjoying his beer, "Am I going to get to meet him at some point? He seems like a really nice guy." She did want to meet his friends, see how college kids were in comparison to high school kids. Not like Hannah had the best experience with the high school crowd anyways.
Jade sighed, unsure of how to answer Hannah's question. He didn't want to insult her and say no, she couldn't meet him outright.
"Well I think it's more important to focus on you, right now," he said finally, putting his beer on the coffee table and walking over to Hannah, taking the controller from her. "Let me try," he said.
He stayed standing, restarting the stage where the killer whale chased sonic. He went over the bridge, collected the rings, went through the stage and got past the whale with what seemed like ease. He hadn't played this game in a while, but he'd played it enough that it was second nature.
He handed the controller back to Hannah. "There."
He put his hand on her head, messing her hair up as if she were a child.
"I had a hard time with that level just starting out too," he offered, going back to his seat and resuming his previous stature- feet on table, beer in hand.
"Well I think it's more important to focus on you, right now," he said finally, putting his beer on the coffee table and walking over to Hannah, taking the controller from her. "Let me try," he said.
He stayed standing, restarting the stage where the killer whale chased sonic. He went over the bridge, collected the rings, went through the stage and got past the whale with what seemed like ease. He hadn't played this game in a while, but he'd played it enough that it was second nature.
He handed the controller back to Hannah. "There."
He put his hand on her head, messing her hair up as if she were a child.
"I had a hard time with that level just starting out too," he offered, going back to his seat and resuming his previous stature- feet on table, beer in hand.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Mkay."
She watched as Jade guided Sonic through the level effortlessly. If this were any other circumstances, this would just be two friends hanging out. Hannah wished it was just like that, instead of focusing on herself and her problems.
Hannah tried ducking to no avail when Jade messed up her hair. "Hey, no fair!" She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Moments like that Hannah could swear that Jade was actually her older brother. Those moments were nice.
"Well," Hannah said in mock defense, "This is the first 3D Sonic I've ever played. Although running away from a whale in Sonic 2 would have been hilarious." She was picturing a huge pixelated whale scrolling across the screen sideways, bobbing up and down as Sonic ran through.
The thought amused her, but only until she refocused on Jade's first sentence. Well I think it's more important to focus on you, right now.
That was why she fled here. But now that he was isolating and babying her, she wondered if maybe she should have altered her original action. "Maybe I should have waited on telling you," she mumbled, unaware that she was saying it out loud or that Jade could hear her. "Would be nice to go back to how things were with us."
It took a few moments for her to snap back to reality, and Hannah panicked, "Oh fuck.. I said that out loud didn't I? Shit.."
She watched as Jade guided Sonic through the level effortlessly. If this were any other circumstances, this would just be two friends hanging out. Hannah wished it was just like that, instead of focusing on herself and her problems.
Hannah tried ducking to no avail when Jade messed up her hair. "Hey, no fair!" She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Moments like that Hannah could swear that Jade was actually her older brother. Those moments were nice.
"Well," Hannah said in mock defense, "This is the first 3D Sonic I've ever played. Although running away from a whale in Sonic 2 would have been hilarious." She was picturing a huge pixelated whale scrolling across the screen sideways, bobbing up and down as Sonic ran through.
The thought amused her, but only until she refocused on Jade's first sentence. Well I think it's more important to focus on you, right now.
That was why she fled here. But now that he was isolating and babying her, she wondered if maybe she should have altered her original action. "Maybe I should have waited on telling you," she mumbled, unaware that she was saying it out loud or that Jade could hear her. "Would be nice to go back to how things were with us."
It took a few moments for her to snap back to reality, and Hannah panicked, "Oh fuck.. I said that out loud didn't I? Shit.."
Jade laughed at Hannah's reaction to the hair mess, and finished off his beer after she started with her emo comments about how it 'used to be'.
"I don't see how it's any different," he offered. "Alone, playing video games. What's it matter, really? Would you really want be hanging out with a bunch of college kids? I mean it's not like my highschool friends were very nice to you."
He didn't mean for that to come off as offending, but it was true- the guys he hung out with in high school never really liked Hannah. She was always the annoying younger one.
But then again, Jade hung out with mostly jocks and other sports player when he was in highschool. His crowd had changed massively since then. He was with much less... bigoted people now.
He sat up, placing his feet on the floor and his now empty beer on the table.
"I don't understand why you have to over-think everything."
"I don't see how it's any different," he offered. "Alone, playing video games. What's it matter, really? Would you really want be hanging out with a bunch of college kids? I mean it's not like my highschool friends were very nice to you."
He didn't mean for that to come off as offending, but it was true- the guys he hung out with in high school never really liked Hannah. She was always the annoying younger one.
But then again, Jade hung out with mostly jocks and other sports player when he was in highschool. His crowd had changed massively since then. He was with much less... bigoted people now.
He sat up, placing his feet on the floor and his now empty beer on the table.
"I don't understand why you have to over-think everything."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah stopped, and so did Sonic on the screen. "Yes, maybe I would really want to hang out with college kids. Although if they're anything like your old friends, they probably would be pricks to me too. It wasn't a secret that they hated me." Hannah probably wasn't meant to take offense to that statement, but she did regardless.
Symptoms of mania, beyond an intense feeling of euphoria, is increased irritability and hostility. Hannah's euphoria was giving away to that now. She dropped the controller in Jade's lap unceremoniously and stood up.
"Excuse me for fucking over-thinking everything, it's not like I have a mental disorder or something. I don't understand why I have to stay locked up in here all damn day. Isn't part of getting better adjusting to society?"
It wasn't Jade's fault for his behavior and responses, at least not entirely. Hannah, as usual, had the oversight of realizing Jade didn't know how to deal with this situation. Going over to her backpack, she nicked her knit hat and the bottle of pills, and promptly locked herself in the bathroom.
If Jade didn't want to deal with her anymore, then ta-da, she was gone. In his bathroom, but still technically gone.
Symptoms of mania, beyond an intense feeling of euphoria, is increased irritability and hostility. Hannah's euphoria was giving away to that now. She dropped the controller in Jade's lap unceremoniously and stood up.
"Excuse me for fucking over-thinking everything, it's not like I have a mental disorder or something. I don't understand why I have to stay locked up in here all damn day. Isn't part of getting better adjusting to society?"
It wasn't Jade's fault for his behavior and responses, at least not entirely. Hannah, as usual, had the oversight of realizing Jade didn't know how to deal with this situation. Going over to her backpack, she nicked her knit hat and the bottle of pills, and promptly locked herself in the bathroom.
If Jade didn't want to deal with her anymore, then ta-da, she was gone. In his bathroom, but still technically gone.
"You're using the disorder as a crutch--" Jade got cut off when she took the pills and went to the bathroom with them.
His mind immediately went to dark places.
It would be stupid of her to try and kill herself for something this... Trivial.
There really had to be something wrong with her if she thought this stupid argument demanded her to end her life.
He got up, dropping the controller and following her to the bathroom. "Hannah, wait--"
The door of course slammed in his face.
He tried to open it - locked.
"Hannah, what are you doing in there?! Come out!"
He grit his teeth and waited, listening.
He really didn't want to break the door down. Maybe she just needed some time to herself?
Maybe she was just doing this for attention?
He'd done stupid things for attention.
But what if she was actually... Going to do it...?
His mind immediately went to dark places.
It would be stupid of her to try and kill herself for something this... Trivial.
There really had to be something wrong with her if she thought this stupid argument demanded her to end her life.
He got up, dropping the controller and following her to the bathroom. "Hannah, wait--"
The door of course slammed in his face.
He tried to open it - locked.
"Hannah, what are you doing in there?! Come out!"
He grit his teeth and waited, listening.
He really didn't want to break the door down. Maybe she just needed some time to herself?
Maybe she was just doing this for attention?
He'd done stupid things for attention.
But what if she was actually... Going to do it...?
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah, wait--
Slam!
"No!" she yelled back. The bathroom was small, much like the apartment.
Hannah climbed into the bathtub, and pulled down her hat over her ears and her knees up to her chest as she tried to block out Jade's voice. The pill bottle was forgotten in the sink, dropped in there when she slammed the door shut.
Hannah, what are you doing in there?! Come out!
Weeks ago, Hannah and her father had a similar incident where Hannah stormed into the bathroom with pills; she grabbed ibprofin instead of her mood altering medication. Her dad banged on the door for an hour before leaving to grab the toolkit. He unscrewed the knob, picked up Hannah, practically shoved her into the car, and drove her to her therapist's office.
She was livid and depressed simultaneously. Her hands were tightly gripped around her arms, her hands clawing at her upper arms. She could feel the pain of the scratches.
"Go away!" She choked out in a half-sob/half-scream.
She buried her head into her arms, moaning over and over, "Go away.. go away.. go away.."
Slam!
"No!" she yelled back. The bathroom was small, much like the apartment.
Hannah climbed into the bathtub, and pulled down her hat over her ears and her knees up to her chest as she tried to block out Jade's voice. The pill bottle was forgotten in the sink, dropped in there when she slammed the door shut.
Hannah, what are you doing in there?! Come out!
Weeks ago, Hannah and her father had a similar incident where Hannah stormed into the bathroom with pills; she grabbed ibprofin instead of her mood altering medication. Her dad banged on the door for an hour before leaving to grab the toolkit. He unscrewed the knob, picked up Hannah, practically shoved her into the car, and drove her to her therapist's office.
She was livid and depressed simultaneously. Her hands were tightly gripped around her arms, her hands clawing at her upper arms. She could feel the pain of the scratches.
"Go away!" She choked out in a half-sob/half-scream.
She buried her head into her arms, moaning over and over, "Go away.. go away.. go away.."
Jade bonked his forehead on the door.
"Hannah, don't do this." He said through her 'go away's.
"Think about what you're doing, it's not what you want."
She kept talking, kept repeating 'go away'... So that seemed like a good sign?
Generally speaking, if they were popping pills they weren't chanting.
He decided she wasn't really killing herself.
He closed his eyes as he leaned up against the door, still overwhelmed anyway.
He had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Obviously, she had some sort of problem.
If she was like this all the time, no wonder her parents had gotten so stressed out.
He'd only been with her for a few hours and she was already doing this...?
Maybe Sam had some insight?
He opened hie eyes, pushed himself off the door as he took his cell phone out of his pocket.
I need help. he typed, Shes bipolar and completely overreacting to everything; locked herself in the bathroom. I dunno what to do.
"Hannah, don't do this." He said through her 'go away's.
"Think about what you're doing, it's not what you want."
She kept talking, kept repeating 'go away'... So that seemed like a good sign?
Generally speaking, if they were popping pills they weren't chanting.
He decided she wasn't really killing herself.
He closed his eyes as he leaned up against the door, still overwhelmed anyway.
He had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Obviously, she had some sort of problem.
If she was like this all the time, no wonder her parents had gotten so stressed out.
He'd only been with her for a few hours and she was already doing this...?
Maybe Sam had some insight?
He opened hie eyes, pushed himself off the door as he took his cell phone out of his pocket.
I need help. he typed, Shes bipolar and completely overreacting to everything; locked herself in the bathroom. I dunno what to do.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam was sitting outside on the lawn of her classroom building, reading a book while killing time until glass. It was a perfect day for it; not windy, mild temperature, and plenty of shade amongst the trees.
She was in this peaceful stupor until her phone chimed. "Hmm, Jade." Unlocked it, she clicked 'View' on the screen.
I need help. Shes bipolar and completely overreacting to everything; locked herself in the bathroom. I dunno what to do.
That's why Jade didn't want to let Sam inside to meet her. "Fuckin' A. Jade, what kind of people did you used to know?," she muttered while typing her reply.
On my way over now, be there in five. I'm at Sparks building. Sam shoved her belongings into her messenger back and rushed over to Jade's apartment. Ten minutes later she was pounding on his front door, panting from the sprint to his apartment.
"What happened?" Sam asked quickly as Jade opened the door.
She was in this peaceful stupor until her phone chimed. "Hmm, Jade." Unlocked it, she clicked 'View' on the screen.
I need help. Shes bipolar and completely overreacting to everything; locked herself in the bathroom. I dunno what to do.
That's why Jade didn't want to let Sam inside to meet her. "Fuckin' A. Jade, what kind of people did you used to know?," she muttered while typing her reply.
On my way over now, be there in five. I'm at Sparks building. Sam shoved her belongings into her messenger back and rushed over to Jade's apartment. Ten minutes later she was pounding on his front door, panting from the sprint to his apartment.
"What happened?" Sam asked quickly as Jade opened the door.
Jaden kept knocking his forehead on the bathroom door off and on until he heard the knock at the front door.
Not too soon, he unlocked it and let Sam in, closing the door behind her.
"I don't know," he answered Sam.
"She was down yesterday, seemed okay today... I got her to eat, we were playing a video game, then I guess I said something that upset her. I said she over-thought things, I guess? And she just grabbed a bottle of pills and locked herself in there."
He walked over to the bathroom door with Sam.
"But I don't think she's doing anything... She kept chanting go away before... Too often to actually take the pills..." He said softly, putting his hand on the doorknob and trying it again, as if it would magically be unlocked this time.
It, of course, was not.
Not too soon, he unlocked it and let Sam in, closing the door behind her.
"I don't know," he answered Sam.
"She was down yesterday, seemed okay today... I got her to eat, we were playing a video game, then I guess I said something that upset her. I said she over-thought things, I guess? And she just grabbed a bottle of pills and locked herself in there."
He walked over to the bathroom door with Sam.
"But I don't think she's doing anything... She kept chanting go away before... Too often to actually take the pills..." He said softly, putting his hand on the doorknob and trying it again, as if it would magically be unlocked this time.
It, of course, was not.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam exhaled, after Jade's explanation. He seemed desperate and confused, Sam couldn't blame him.
"Okay, okay.." Sam pinched the top of her nose bridge, thinking quickly what to do. She could hear Hannah inside chanting. "Unless she swallowed some as soon as she got in there, it is unlikely she took them. And she didn't take anything else in with her.. Do you know what kind of pills they are?"
Jade shook his head no in response, "No. Sorry." Sam nodded, assessing how bad this was.
The door was still locked, unsurprisingly. "I'm going to try something. Just, stay quiet for a few," Sam gently pushed Jade away from the door. "What's her name?"
"Hannah."
"Alright," Sam gently knocked on the door. "Hannah? This is Sam. I'm one of Jade's friends. Can you talk to me for a little bit?" The chanting subsided, and it became quiet inside. Sam swallowed, waiting for a response. "Hannah, sweetie?"
A minute passed before Hannah responded. "What do you want?," she whimpered. Sam could hear soft sobs through the door.
"I just want to talk to you for awhile, is that alright? Jade is really worried about you." Sam's plan was to keep Hannah talking until she would come out. If Hannah had to keep answering
"Jade doesn't care! He thinks I'm acting like a big baby!" Sam could hear Hannah slamming her fists against the sides of the tub. "Wah wah wah!"
Sam knelt closer to the bottom of the door so her voice could be heard better. "No one out here thinks you're being a baby. Jade is just scared for you, and he isn't sure of how to help you at times. And you want him to help you get better, right?" Sam's tone of voice was similar to a motherly coo.
She heard sniffling from inside, "I'm not overreacting.. why are you here?"
"To help you. I have some more experience with this than Jade does, and I'm trying to help him help you. But to do that you need to help us understand why you're so upset right now. Why did Jade's comment make you upset?"
Hannah was still clenching her arms, realizing she was causing pain to herself. She loosened her grip, looking at the scratches on her arm. "Ow.. He doesn't think my problems are serious and thinks I over-think everything, because I'm mad he shut me out of his life. I'm not just being emo and dramatic. I'm fucked up and.. and.." Hannah was crying again.
"I know your problems are real. I'm not sure what caused this initially, and its up to you if you want to share, but we're here to make it okay. I'm going to guess you haven't been taking your medication, which is fine right now," Sam was greeted with silence again.
"Hannah, I need to know, why did you take the pills with you to the bathroom?" Sam could hear her mumble something. "You need to speak up, sweetie."
"I dunno.." Hannah mumbled louder. "I just did."
Sam didn't want to ask the next question, but it needed to be asked. "Were you planning on doing something bad to yourself with them?" She held her breath, waiting for an answer.
Inside, Hannah looked over at the sink from the bathtub. She hadn't really contemplating suicide again since she stopped taking her medication, and only when she was in a deep depression. "No," she whimpered.
Sam sighed with deep relief. She looked at Jade, then back to the door. "Hannah, can you open the door for me?" More mumbling came from under the door. "Hannah, sweetie, you're mumbling again. I can't hear you."
"I don't wanna come out. Jade's gonna be mad at me and say I'm being irrational or something," Hannah repeated a little more clearly.
"No one out here is mad at you. We just want you to to come out here so we know you're okay." Sam rested her head against the door in thought, listening to Hannah sobbing inside. Even though Hannah wasn't planning to take them, Sam still wanted to separate her from the container of pills in case she decided to do something irrational. An idea sparked in her head, "Will you come out if Jade said he wasn't mad at you?"
"Maybe."
"Alright," said Sam. She looked up at Jade waiting for him to speak.
((edited because I did something before that I didn't want to do yet.))
"Okay, okay.." Sam pinched the top of her nose bridge, thinking quickly what to do. She could hear Hannah inside chanting. "Unless she swallowed some as soon as she got in there, it is unlikely she took them. And she didn't take anything else in with her.. Do you know what kind of pills they are?"
Jade shook his head no in response, "No. Sorry." Sam nodded, assessing how bad this was.
The door was still locked, unsurprisingly. "I'm going to try something. Just, stay quiet for a few," Sam gently pushed Jade away from the door. "What's her name?"
"Hannah."
"Alright," Sam gently knocked on the door. "Hannah? This is Sam. I'm one of Jade's friends. Can you talk to me for a little bit?" The chanting subsided, and it became quiet inside. Sam swallowed, waiting for a response. "Hannah, sweetie?"
A minute passed before Hannah responded. "What do you want?," she whimpered. Sam could hear soft sobs through the door.
"I just want to talk to you for awhile, is that alright? Jade is really worried about you." Sam's plan was to keep Hannah talking until she would come out. If Hannah had to keep answering
"Jade doesn't care! He thinks I'm acting like a big baby!" Sam could hear Hannah slamming her fists against the sides of the tub. "Wah wah wah!"
Sam knelt closer to the bottom of the door so her voice could be heard better. "No one out here thinks you're being a baby. Jade is just scared for you, and he isn't sure of how to help you at times. And you want him to help you get better, right?" Sam's tone of voice was similar to a motherly coo.
She heard sniffling from inside, "I'm not overreacting.. why are you here?"
"To help you. I have some more experience with this than Jade does, and I'm trying to help him help you. But to do that you need to help us understand why you're so upset right now. Why did Jade's comment make you upset?"
Hannah was still clenching her arms, realizing she was causing pain to herself. She loosened her grip, looking at the scratches on her arm. "Ow.. He doesn't think my problems are serious and thinks I over-think everything, because I'm mad he shut me out of his life. I'm not just being emo and dramatic. I'm fucked up and.. and.." Hannah was crying again.
"I know your problems are real. I'm not sure what caused this initially, and its up to you if you want to share, but we're here to make it okay. I'm going to guess you haven't been taking your medication, which is fine right now," Sam was greeted with silence again.
"Hannah, I need to know, why did you take the pills with you to the bathroom?" Sam could hear her mumble something. "You need to speak up, sweetie."
"I dunno.." Hannah mumbled louder. "I just did."
Sam didn't want to ask the next question, but it needed to be asked. "Were you planning on doing something bad to yourself with them?" She held her breath, waiting for an answer.
Inside, Hannah looked over at the sink from the bathtub. She hadn't really contemplating suicide again since she stopped taking her medication, and only when she was in a deep depression. "No," she whimpered.
Sam sighed with deep relief. She looked at Jade, then back to the door. "Hannah, can you open the door for me?" More mumbling came from under the door. "Hannah, sweetie, you're mumbling again. I can't hear you."
"I don't wanna come out. Jade's gonna be mad at me and say I'm being irrational or something," Hannah repeated a little more clearly.
"No one out here is mad at you. We just want you to to come out here so we know you're okay." Sam rested her head against the door in thought, listening to Hannah sobbing inside. Even though Hannah wasn't planning to take them, Sam still wanted to separate her from the container of pills in case she decided to do something irrational. An idea sparked in her head, "Will you come out if Jade said he wasn't mad at you?"
"Maybe."
"Alright," said Sam. She looked up at Jade waiting for him to speak.
((edited because I did something before that I didn't want to do yet.))
Jade stepped back, watching Sam talk to the door. When Hannah started acting like a baby, Jade sighed heavily and leaned against the wall near to the door, putting a hand on his face.
He felt like a father already. He felt guilty that that was her impression of him, but the more she and Sam talked, the more he just didn't understand why she thought like this. It was irrational; unreal. He guessed psychology wasn't his strong suite.
He shook his head silently, the guilt overriding his other feelings.
When Sam called him out, told him to say he wasn't mad, he wanted to look at her and say 'but she is acting like a baby.'
What gave Hannah the right to act like this when normal people in society would be treated horribly for the same? It was behavioral therapy for everyone. Just because she took a little longer to learn it didn't mean she was incapable and needed special privileges.
"I'm not mad at you," jade finally said, flatly.
He wasn't too enthusiastic about this.
He looked to Sam, wary.
Jade was concerned, guilty, but he still didn't understand why they were coddling Hannah.
You treat babies like babies.
You treat eighteen year olds like adults.
He felt like a father already. He felt guilty that that was her impression of him, but the more she and Sam talked, the more he just didn't understand why she thought like this. It was irrational; unreal. He guessed psychology wasn't his strong suite.
He shook his head silently, the guilt overriding his other feelings.
When Sam called him out, told him to say he wasn't mad, he wanted to look at her and say 'but she is acting like a baby.'
What gave Hannah the right to act like this when normal people in society would be treated horribly for the same? It was behavioral therapy for everyone. Just because she took a little longer to learn it didn't mean she was incapable and needed special privileges.
"I'm not mad at you," jade finally said, flatly.
He wasn't too enthusiastic about this.
He looked to Sam, wary.
Jade was concerned, guilty, but he still didn't understand why they were coddling Hannah.
You treat babies like babies.
You treat eighteen year olds like adults.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Liar!" Hannah spat back. She picked up the closest thing around her - a bar of soap - and flung it at the door. Chunks of soap stuck to the middle of the door.
Sam groaned, "Do I really need to counsel both of you?" She stood up and faced Jade, "You do realize we're trying to get her out of the bathroom, right? Not make her even angrier and more upset."
Sam's gaze wandered around, "Well, this isn't working anymore. Uhhh, plan B, plan B.." She had expected her original plan to work, and now it had no chance. Her classes taught her to make a suicidal person feel safe and comfortable, take away the means, and then go from there. People suffering from manic-depressive disorder often made irrational decisions and, to use Jade's line of thinking as far as he told her, to over-react.
Plan B.
"I need a screwdriver," Sam commanded.
Sam groaned, "Do I really need to counsel both of you?" She stood up and faced Jade, "You do realize we're trying to get her out of the bathroom, right? Not make her even angrier and more upset."
Sam's gaze wandered around, "Well, this isn't working anymore. Uhhh, plan B, plan B.." She had expected her original plan to work, and now it had no chance. Her classes taught her to make a suicidal person feel safe and comfortable, take away the means, and then go from there. People suffering from manic-depressive disorder often made irrational decisions and, to use Jade's line of thinking as far as he told her, to over-react.
Plan B.
"I need a screwdriver," Sam commanded.
Jade flinched when the bar of soap hit the door.
Really?
He thought to himself, holding back yelling at her.
He didn't need her damaging his place. Unless she figured out how she was going to pay for it.
He crossed his arms over his chest and continued to lean against the wall, watching Sam like a hawk.
"No," He said. "I think we should leave her in there until she calms herself down. If she wants to be alone, then fine. Let's just leave her alone."
Really?
He thought to himself, holding back yelling at her.
He didn't need her damaging his place. Unless she figured out how she was going to pay for it.
He crossed his arms over his chest and continued to lean against the wall, watching Sam like a hawk.
"No," He said. "I think we should leave her in there until she calms herself down. If she wants to be alone, then fine. Let's just leave her alone."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam rolled her eyes and grabbed Jade's arm, roughly pulling him back into the living room area. "Come here, now!"
"Leaving her alone is the absolute worst thing we can do right now. Regardless if she's in a manic or depressive state she is still at risk for killing herself. Even if Hannah says she is not going to do anything with the pills, she can change her mind and swallow a whole bunch on impulse. It is going to be a lot easier to clean up soap and reattach a door than it is going to be dealing with a dead body," she whispered harshly.
"This isn't a petty temper tantrum she's throwing. If you wanted to just leave her alone you shouldn't have called me. I am going to get her out of that bathroom one way or another, and you need to help me do that."
Her hand pointed toward the closet, "Screwdriver.. now, Jade."
"Leaving her alone is the absolute worst thing we can do right now. Regardless if she's in a manic or depressive state she is still at risk for killing herself. Even if Hannah says she is not going to do anything with the pills, she can change her mind and swallow a whole bunch on impulse. It is going to be a lot easier to clean up soap and reattach a door than it is going to be dealing with a dead body," she whispered harshly.
"This isn't a petty temper tantrum she's throwing. If you wanted to just leave her alone you shouldn't have called me. I am going to get her out of that bathroom one way or another, and you need to help me do that."
Her hand pointed toward the closet, "Screwdriver.. now, Jade."
Jade was uncharacteristically pulled from him place into the common room, where he was scolded by Sam.
"Maniac depressed or not," he said, clearly not understanding any of the pathology behind the terms, "if she decides to kill herself we'll take her to the hospital then. I doubt she's going to do anything. This looks just like a temper tantrum to me. If she wants to kill herself over nothing, then let her get her stomach pumped. Maybe the reason she acts this way is because people coddle her too much, eh?"
Jaden hmped and ran his hand through his hair.
"I called you because I was confused. I'm still confused. But I doubt she'll kill herself now, so I really don't think we should entertain her tantrum."
"Maniac depressed or not," he said, clearly not understanding any of the pathology behind the terms, "if she decides to kill herself we'll take her to the hospital then. I doubt she's going to do anything. This looks just like a temper tantrum to me. If she wants to kill herself over nothing, then let her get her stomach pumped. Maybe the reason she acts this way is because people coddle her too much, eh?"
Jaden hmped and ran his hand through his hair.
"I called you because I was confused. I'm still confused. But I doubt she'll kill herself now, so I really don't think we should entertain her tantrum."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam snorted and dropped her arm, "How can we take her to the hospital if we can't open the door, genius? If that was Cory in the bathroom I bet you wouldn't be acting like this."
Realizing she wasn't going to get help from Jade, Sam left him in the living room and went into his bedroom. Jade was probably going to protest her being in there, but that didn't matter to Sam at the moment. Her eyes flicked around until they found a toolkit on the shelf in his partially opened closet. She grabbed it and headed back to the bathroom door.
Sam quickly snapped together the screw driver and knelt in front of the door knob, unscrewing the screws holding the knob together. Once they were free and both sides of the knob fell down, Sam opened the door.
Hannah was staring at her in shock. Sam noticed the pills in the sink and the soap on the floor, 'Well, at least mess she made was clean.' She leaned her one arm onto the tub, extended a hand, and addressed Hannah. "Are you going to get out now?"
Realizing she wasn't going to get help from Jade, Sam left him in the living room and went into his bedroom. Jade was probably going to protest her being in there, but that didn't matter to Sam at the moment. Her eyes flicked around until they found a toolkit on the shelf in his partially opened closet. She grabbed it and headed back to the bathroom door.
Sam quickly snapped together the screw driver and knelt in front of the door knob, unscrewing the screws holding the knob together. Once they were free and both sides of the knob fell down, Sam opened the door.
Hannah was staring at her in shock. Sam noticed the pills in the sink and the soap on the floor, 'Well, at least mess she made was clean.' She leaned her one arm onto the tub, extended a hand, and addressed Hannah. "Are you going to get out now?"
Jade rolled his neck on his shoulders. "I'd knock the door down if she actually took the pills."
If that was Cory in the bathroom I bet you wouldn't be acting like this.
"That's not true. I'd be doing the same thing-- Hey!"
Sam, at that point, had left to go to his bedroom.
Jade had thrown a lot of parties in his time here. Having his own apartment, that was kind of a must in college. So it was no surprise Sam would know where everything was. It wasn't exactly as if Jade had kept things private from people. It was more so the ethics of the thing.
We went to follow her, to protest, but she'd already found what she was looking for and was on her way out. He glared over her shoulder as she unscrewed the doorknob, saying in a low voice "I really don't think this is a good idea."
Jaden brought his palm to his face and grumbled something.
"Clearly you're more suited for this..." he said afterward, referring to Sam.
"I'm going to go take a walk."
It was moreso that this situation was out of his control, and he was completely lost that he was agitated, rather than the situation itself.
He grabbed his keys and walked out the door, heading to his car.
He unlocked the door and sat in the passenger seat, pulling out his phone with a loud sigh.
He ran through his contacts, debating if he wanted to call Cory or just text him.
He decided to call.
He hit 'send' and put the device to his ear, waiting for the other side to pick up. It only took a few rings.
"Heeeey! So the turtle comes out of his shell!" Cory said from the other end.
Jade couldn't help but give a small chuckle. "Something like that."
"You sound down. That thing with Sam not pan out?"
Jade exhaled loudly. "I don't know. I left her there. I think I wasn't supposed to do that, but I was getting really annoyed. I just don't understand any of this... I mean. Do you know anything about bipolar disorder?"
On the other end, Jade could hear Cory sitting down, readjusting himself to take this conversation a bit more seriously and give it his full attention.
"Just that they have huge mood swings and it can't be helped," he replied.
"But if everybody else can calm themselves down from fits or whatever, why can't they? She's being really childish."
"I don't know, Jade. I don't know how it works. One of my mom's friends was bipolar. She seemed okay, but I think it's because she had pills she always took. Is your girlfriend taking her pills?" Cory said.
"She's not my girlfriend. Why can't you lay off on that?" Jade argued. "And no, I don't think she's taking them. But I really don't know. I didn't ask."
"Can I come over?" Cory pleaded.
"I wish you could...." Jade sighed again, rubbing his forehead.
"And why not? You're being really weird about this. If it was anybody else, you wouldn't care if I was there."
"She doesn't know I'm gay." Jade mumbled.
"So? Why does that matter? You've gotta come out of the closet sometime. You've been completely open at school. What's the difference?"
"I just... I can't let it leak back to my hometown. To my parents. They would kill me. Literally, Cor. It would be in the paper. They're all about hating gays." He rubbed the back of his neck, then leaned his head against the window. "I really do wish you were here, but I... I can't."
It was obvious Jade was hurting. He was sincere in his words.
"I'm sorry, man." Cory said, unsure of what else to say. "Air hug?"
"Air hug..." Jaden replied. That was their version of hugging eachother when they physically couldn't.
"I'll see you on monday?" Cory asked.
"Yeah. Monday."
"Cheer up, Jade. Don't let some girl get you down," Cory said.
"I'll try..." Jade took the phone from his ear, and looked at it for a moment before bringing it back to his face. "bye." And then he hung up.
That wasn't awkward at all, he thought to himself sarcastically.
He looked to his phone again for a few moments before sitting there and closing his eyes, trying to calm himself down. Talking to Cory had helped, but he still just felt... Completely helpless.
He waited a few more minutes, just breathing with his eyes closed, before he mustered up the will power to get out and go back to his apartment, wondering what had transpired while he was gone and hoping the worst of it was over.
If that was Cory in the bathroom I bet you wouldn't be acting like this.
"That's not true. I'd be doing the same thing-- Hey!"
Sam, at that point, had left to go to his bedroom.
Jade had thrown a lot of parties in his time here. Having his own apartment, that was kind of a must in college. So it was no surprise Sam would know where everything was. It wasn't exactly as if Jade had kept things private from people. It was more so the ethics of the thing.
We went to follow her, to protest, but she'd already found what she was looking for and was on her way out. He glared over her shoulder as she unscrewed the doorknob, saying in a low voice "I really don't think this is a good idea."
Jaden brought his palm to his face and grumbled something.
"Clearly you're more suited for this..." he said afterward, referring to Sam.
"I'm going to go take a walk."
It was moreso that this situation was out of his control, and he was completely lost that he was agitated, rather than the situation itself.
He grabbed his keys and walked out the door, heading to his car.
He unlocked the door and sat in the passenger seat, pulling out his phone with a loud sigh.
He ran through his contacts, debating if he wanted to call Cory or just text him.
He decided to call.
He hit 'send' and put the device to his ear, waiting for the other side to pick up. It only took a few rings.
"Heeeey! So the turtle comes out of his shell!" Cory said from the other end.
Jade couldn't help but give a small chuckle. "Something like that."
"You sound down. That thing with Sam not pan out?"
Jade exhaled loudly. "I don't know. I left her there. I think I wasn't supposed to do that, but I was getting really annoyed. I just don't understand any of this... I mean. Do you know anything about bipolar disorder?"
On the other end, Jade could hear Cory sitting down, readjusting himself to take this conversation a bit more seriously and give it his full attention.
"Just that they have huge mood swings and it can't be helped," he replied.
"But if everybody else can calm themselves down from fits or whatever, why can't they? She's being really childish."
"I don't know, Jade. I don't know how it works. One of my mom's friends was bipolar. She seemed okay, but I think it's because she had pills she always took. Is your girlfriend taking her pills?" Cory said.
"She's not my girlfriend. Why can't you lay off on that?" Jade argued. "And no, I don't think she's taking them. But I really don't know. I didn't ask."
"Can I come over?" Cory pleaded.
"I wish you could...." Jade sighed again, rubbing his forehead.
"And why not? You're being really weird about this. If it was anybody else, you wouldn't care if I was there."
"She doesn't know I'm gay." Jade mumbled.
"So? Why does that matter? You've gotta come out of the closet sometime. You've been completely open at school. What's the difference?"
"I just... I can't let it leak back to my hometown. To my parents. They would kill me. Literally, Cor. It would be in the paper. They're all about hating gays." He rubbed the back of his neck, then leaned his head against the window. "I really do wish you were here, but I... I can't."
It was obvious Jade was hurting. He was sincere in his words.
"I'm sorry, man." Cory said, unsure of what else to say. "Air hug?"
"Air hug..." Jaden replied. That was their version of hugging eachother when they physically couldn't.
"I'll see you on monday?" Cory asked.
"Yeah. Monday."
"Cheer up, Jade. Don't let some girl get you down," Cory said.
"I'll try..." Jade took the phone from his ear, and looked at it for a moment before bringing it back to his face. "bye." And then he hung up.
That wasn't awkward at all, he thought to himself sarcastically.
He looked to his phone again for a few moments before sitting there and closing his eyes, trying to calm himself down. Talking to Cory had helped, but he still just felt... Completely helpless.
He waited a few more minutes, just breathing with his eyes closed, before he mustered up the will power to get out and go back to his apartment, wondering what had transpired while he was gone and hoping the worst of it was over.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam, in her flurry of activity to break into Jade's bathroom, did not see Jade's glare in her direction nor hear him leave the apartment. The only thing her mind focused on currently was the small red-head sitting in the tub who was staring at her wide-eyed.
"Are you going to get out of the tub now?" She repeated, still holding her hand out to Hannah.
Hannah, having no other choice at this point, took hold of Sam's hand and exited the tub.
With her free hand, Sam grabbed the pill container, and together they left the bathroom. 'I'll clean up the soap in a few minutes..' Sam noted.
"Jade? She's came out.." Sam called out. The front door was ajar, "He left. Fantastic. Sit on the couch for a moment, please."
Hannah obeyed quietly, unsure of what to make of the situation that she started. Her eyes were red from crying, and her upper arms were scratched up from her gripping them so hard. She hardly resembled an eighteen year old currently; she looked more like she was some frightened twelve year old. Not more than fifteen, maybe twenty, minutes had passed since she first ran into the bathroom, but to Hannah it felt like forever. Funny how episodes seemed to fuck with time.
While Hannah was on the couch silently reflected, Sam took stock of the situation. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jade sitting in the car on his phone - probably talking to Cory. Sam couldn't hear their conversation, but Jade looked agitated, and then outright sad.
'What has this girl done to him?' This wasn't normal Jade behavior. Whatever was going on, it was pretty important.
Remembering the pills in her hand, Sam looked down to examine the bottle. Lithonate, a mood adjusting drug that mainly helps with mania episodes. 'Lithium. They prescribed her the wrong drug. She needs one that helps more with depression, not mania.' Well, now she knew what she was dealing with.
Sam walked over by the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of Hannah. "How are you feeling now?"
"Shitty. Where's Jade?"
"Outside on his phone. I noticed what kind of meds they have you on. Does it help?" Sam started planning; if she could take Hannah to her head department on campus, they may be able to refer her to get the correct medication. It was a long shot though, considering she wasn't enrolled in this school.
Hannah shook her head no, "I'm still depressed after I take it, and when I'm not I feel.. dead inside. Like a zombie. If I don't eat enough, I feel sick."
One of the side effects of Lithonate was possibility of lithium poisoning by over-dosing. It is meant to be taken after a full meal, and given how skinny Hannah was, Sam deduced it was rare when Hannah actually had a full meal.
"I'm going to try to pull some strings in the psych department, see if maybe I can get you some better help, or just even better medication. Your doctor prescribed you the wrong thing. You need something more like-" Sam was interrupted by the return of Jade. "You need something like Elavil. That actually treats the depression side of bipolarity."
Sam's attention turned to Jade, "The only destruction in the bathroom is a broken bar of soap and some chunks stuck to the door. I can clean it up for you if you want."
"Are you going to get out of the tub now?" She repeated, still holding her hand out to Hannah.
Hannah, having no other choice at this point, took hold of Sam's hand and exited the tub.
With her free hand, Sam grabbed the pill container, and together they left the bathroom. 'I'll clean up the soap in a few minutes..' Sam noted.
"Jade? She's came out.." Sam called out. The front door was ajar, "He left. Fantastic. Sit on the couch for a moment, please."
Hannah obeyed quietly, unsure of what to make of the situation that she started. Her eyes were red from crying, and her upper arms were scratched up from her gripping them so hard. She hardly resembled an eighteen year old currently; she looked more like she was some frightened twelve year old. Not more than fifteen, maybe twenty, minutes had passed since she first ran into the bathroom, but to Hannah it felt like forever. Funny how episodes seemed to fuck with time.
While Hannah was on the couch silently reflected, Sam took stock of the situation. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Jade sitting in the car on his phone - probably talking to Cory. Sam couldn't hear their conversation, but Jade looked agitated, and then outright sad.
'What has this girl done to him?' This wasn't normal Jade behavior. Whatever was going on, it was pretty important.
Remembering the pills in her hand, Sam looked down to examine the bottle. Lithonate, a mood adjusting drug that mainly helps with mania episodes. 'Lithium. They prescribed her the wrong drug. She needs one that helps more with depression, not mania.' Well, now she knew what she was dealing with.
Sam walked over by the couch and sat on the coffee table in front of Hannah. "How are you feeling now?"
"Shitty. Where's Jade?"
"Outside on his phone. I noticed what kind of meds they have you on. Does it help?" Sam started planning; if she could take Hannah to her head department on campus, they may be able to refer her to get the correct medication. It was a long shot though, considering she wasn't enrolled in this school.
Hannah shook her head no, "I'm still depressed after I take it, and when I'm not I feel.. dead inside. Like a zombie. If I don't eat enough, I feel sick."
One of the side effects of Lithonate was possibility of lithium poisoning by over-dosing. It is meant to be taken after a full meal, and given how skinny Hannah was, Sam deduced it was rare when Hannah actually had a full meal.
"I'm going to try to pull some strings in the psych department, see if maybe I can get you some better help, or just even better medication. Your doctor prescribed you the wrong thing. You need something more like-" Sam was interrupted by the return of Jade. "You need something like Elavil. That actually treats the depression side of bipolarity."
Sam's attention turned to Jade, "The only destruction in the bathroom is a broken bar of soap and some chunks stuck to the door. I can clean it up for you if you want."
Jaden closed the door behind him, tossing his keys into his pocket rather than putting them on the counter like he normally did.
"No, it's fine. I'll get it," he replied to Sam before actually looking at everything.
Hannah was on the couch, looking defeated and weak. She had obviously been crying the entire time she'd been in the bathroom. Jade's shoulders slumped. Great, he thought.
He'd made her have some sort of anxiety attack.
He looked back to Sam, choosing to talk to her rather than directly to Hannah, who seemed to be spacing out at the moment. "Is she okay?"
"No, it's fine. I'll get it," he replied to Sam before actually looking at everything.
Hannah was on the couch, looking defeated and weak. She had obviously been crying the entire time she'd been in the bathroom. Jade's shoulders slumped. Great, he thought.
He'd made her have some sort of anxiety attack.
He looked back to Sam, choosing to talk to her rather than directly to Hannah, who seemed to be spacing out at the moment. "Is she okay?"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah heard Jade enter, and she curled up into the couch pillow she grabbed while Sam was talking to her. She felt horrible, and wanted the previous events to just go away. She decided not to say anything when Jade asked if she was okay, even though the question wasn't directed at her. Instead, she closed her eyes and started to zone out, quietly mouthing song lyrics to ease her mind.
Everything's gonna be alright,
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright,
Rockabye, bye bye
Bye, bye..
Sam stood up, rubbing Hannah on the shoulder before walking over to Jade, "She's.. okay for the most part. Anxiety attack," confirming what Jade had thought without realizing it. "Her medication is wrong for her, and I want to see if I can fix it. It seems like she is just going to quietly chill on the couch for now."
She looked back at Hannah, then returned to Jade and dropped her voice. "How are you doing though? This isn't exactly a normal occurrence for you."
Everything's gonna be alright,
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright,
Rockabye, bye bye
Bye, bye..
Sam stood up, rubbing Hannah on the shoulder before walking over to Jade, "She's.. okay for the most part. Anxiety attack," confirming what Jade had thought without realizing it. "Her medication is wrong for her, and I want to see if I can fix it. It seems like she is just going to quietly chill on the couch for now."
She looked back at Hannah, then returned to Jade and dropped her voice. "How are you doing though? This isn't exactly a normal occurrence for you."
Jade put a finger and thumb to his forehead, squeezing for a moment as he grunted.
"No," he said in reply to Sam's question.
"Seems like this thing is contagious."
"No," he said in reply to Sam's question.
"Seems like this thing is contagious."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Sam gave Jade a hug, the kind of hug one gives to a friend when they seemed so lost. She released him, then added, "Well, luckily it isn't. Once she has the right medication episodes like this will hopefully become a rarity. Assuming the psych department wants to help some random kid, anyways."
She sighed and glanced back at Hannah, "I don't know what happened to her in the past, but it must have been huge. I feel bad for her."
"Right.. so.. who wants ice cream? Maybe it will make us all feel better." Sam smiled; someone needed to cheer this place up.
She sighed and glanced back at Hannah, "I don't know what happened to her in the past, but it must have been huge. I feel bad for her."
"Right.. so.. who wants ice cream? Maybe it will make us all feel better." Sam smiled; someone needed to cheer this place up.
The twenty year old sighed and begrudgingly hugged back, relishing the touch. She was like a replacement Cory for now.
When they broke away from eachother, Jade swallowed.
"Only if you drive," he remarked.
Then he looked over to Hannah, forcing a smile.
"Chocolate peanut butter, right?" He said, walking over to her and offering a hand so she could get up.
Chocolate Peanut butter had been her favorite before. He wondered briefly if that flavor was still her favorite.
When they broke away from eachother, Jade swallowed.
"Only if you drive," he remarked.
Then he looked over to Hannah, forcing a smile.
"Chocolate peanut butter, right?" He said, walking over to her and offering a hand so she could get up.
Chocolate Peanut butter had been her favorite before. He wondered briefly if that flavor was still her favorite.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: "Yay I get to drive the Jademobile!" Sam said jokingly. While she had her license, Sam didn't have a car here; she had to walk, get a ride, or nab a bus if she wanted to go anywhere. She always took the chance to drive if someone offered.
Hannah looked up from her pillow at Jade. He was smiling at her, but something didn't feel quite right. Regardless, it seemed like he was willing to make this work somehow. "Y-yeah," she replied. She took Jade's hand and pulled herself up, suddenly aware of how nice it felt to have her hand in his.
Sam was already waiting by the car when Hannah and Jade exited the apartment. She waited for Jade to lock the doorknob before begging for his keys.
Hannah looked up from her pillow at Jade. He was smiling at her, but something didn't feel quite right. Regardless, it seemed like he was willing to make this work somehow. "Y-yeah," she replied. She took Jade's hand and pulled herself up, suddenly aware of how nice it felt to have her hand in his.
Sam was already waiting by the car when Hannah and Jade exited the apartment. She waited for Jade to lock the doorknob before begging for his keys.
Jade helped Hannah up and mused with her hair a bit.
"Sorry for being weird before," he said softly to her.
Then he walked to the parking lot, making sure to lock the door behind him after taking his keys out of his pocket. On his way back over to his car, he tossed the keys to Sam, who was waiting near the driver's seat.
Jade opened the back door, and went in first, casually shoving things like books, bags, and some stray clothes to the floor to make room for he and Hannah to sit. Once all was clear, he scooched in behind the driver's seat and waited for Hannah to get in so they could go.
"Sorry for being weird before," he said softly to her.
Then he walked to the parking lot, making sure to lock the door behind him after taking his keys out of his pocket. On his way back over to his car, he tossed the keys to Sam, who was waiting near the driver's seat.
Jade opened the back door, and went in first, casually shoving things like books, bags, and some stray clothes to the floor to make room for he and Hannah to sit. Once all was clear, he scooched in behind the driver's seat and waited for Hannah to get in so they could go.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah blushed slightly, hoping her messed up hair covered most of it.
"Sorry for being.. well, you know. But, thank you."
Sam observed the two of them as they left the apartment. They seemed more comfortable with each other now, which was good. Leaving them alone for a minute or so was intentional on Sam's part.
She grabbed the keys and unlocked the car before Jade opened the backseat, adjusting the driver's seat and switching on the radio. She looked in the rear view mirror and noticed Jade pushing things aside. At first she thought he was doing it for just Hannah until he sat in the back. 'Driving Miss Daisy now? Heh, cute.' Once everyone was settled, Sam gassed the car and they were heading towards the Coldstone downtown. It was a quick trip, around five minutes depending on traffic and how fast she could find a parking spot.
Hannah trying her hardest to avoid blushing out of the amount of.. well, niceness, Jade and Sam were exhibiting. Especially Jade, since she had really done nothing more than frustrate him when she arrived. She smiled and relaxed, finally noticing how nice it was outside.
"Sorry for being.. well, you know. But, thank you."
Sam observed the two of them as they left the apartment. They seemed more comfortable with each other now, which was good. Leaving them alone for a minute or so was intentional on Sam's part.
She grabbed the keys and unlocked the car before Jade opened the backseat, adjusting the driver's seat and switching on the radio. She looked in the rear view mirror and noticed Jade pushing things aside. At first she thought he was doing it for just Hannah until he sat in the back. 'Driving Miss Daisy now? Heh, cute.' Once everyone was settled, Sam gassed the car and they were heading towards the Coldstone downtown. It was a quick trip, around five minutes depending on traffic and how fast she could find a parking spot.
Hannah trying her hardest to avoid blushing out of the amount of.. well, niceness, Jade and Sam were exhibiting. Especially Jade, since she had really done nothing more than frustrate him when she arrived. She smiled and relaxed, finally noticing how nice it was outside.
"You're welcome," Jade said.
The trip was short, and soon they were at the Coldstone. Jade had been quiet the entire trip, looking through the window, not noticing what Hannah was doing.
When they arrived, he opened the door and got out, then waited for Hannah to come out if she chose to come out through his side, and closed the door after her.
They went in and got in line, and Jade really had to concentrate to figure out what it was he wanted. He hadn't had ice cream in a long time and wasn't particularly fond of it - especially since he just had Taco Bell, and it was an odd mix - but he figured it would make him feel better so he should order something anyway.
He finally settled on a mint chocolate waffle cone, which he ordered at the register, then turned to Hannah. "Know what you want?" He said, wondering if she was going to get a cone or a sundae or something else entirely.
The trip was short, and soon they were at the Coldstone. Jade had been quiet the entire trip, looking through the window, not noticing what Hannah was doing.
When they arrived, he opened the door and got out, then waited for Hannah to come out if she chose to come out through his side, and closed the door after her.
They went in and got in line, and Jade really had to concentrate to figure out what it was he wanted. He hadn't had ice cream in a long time and wasn't particularly fond of it - especially since he just had Taco Bell, and it was an odd mix - but he figured it would make him feel better so he should order something anyway.
He finally settled on a mint chocolate waffle cone, which he ordered at the register, then turned to Hannah. "Know what you want?" He said, wondering if she was going to get a cone or a sundae or something else entirely.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: When they arrived, Hannah climbed over the seat after Jade, since he was holding the car door open for her. It was the first time she had been downtown in the daylight; the bus stop she arrived at last night was closer to the edge near his apartment, and she took everything in in the moments it took to enter Coldstone. College kids roamed the streets. Well-adjusted kids.
Hannah looked over the vast menu and the amount of toppings and ice cream behind the glass case. It was almost overwhelming. "Just a.. uh.. small waffle cone in a cup. Chocolate peanut butter," she replied.
Sam was behind Hannah, and watched with amusement as she, literally, looked like a kid in a candy store. After Jade and Hannah ordered, she did as well - birthday cake waffle cone with sprinkles. Minus the events from earlier, this was turning out to be a good day. Once they had their ice cream, Sam lead them to a table near the window so Hannah could see more of downtown.
"Really, this isn't a bad day so far," Sam said absentmindedly.
Hannah looked over the vast menu and the amount of toppings and ice cream behind the glass case. It was almost overwhelming. "Just a.. uh.. small waffle cone in a cup. Chocolate peanut butter," she replied.
Sam was behind Hannah, and watched with amusement as she, literally, looked like a kid in a candy store. After Jade and Hannah ordered, she did as well - birthday cake waffle cone with sprinkles. Minus the events from earlier, this was turning out to be a good day. Once they had their ice cream, Sam lead them to a table near the window so Hannah could see more of downtown.
"Really, this isn't a bad day so far," Sam said absentmindedly.
"It is nice," Jade agreed after they had sat down. He looked outside, seeing everyone out and about for the weekend.
"We should do something outside. Go to the park or something."
He licked absentmindedly at his ice cream as Sam agreed it was a good idea. They could go for a walk across town, admiring the scenery.
They all finished their ice creams, and went outside, Jade eating the last of his waffle cone as he walked out of the store. Jade and Sam then worked together to point out all the things about downtown, or 'the square' as they called it. The old antiques store, the place people hung out to smoke, the theatre, all the sorts of culture things.
Eventually they walked the whole place and wound up back at the car in coldstone's parking lot.
Jade took the keys from Sam and drove back, dropping Sam off at her place and thanking her for the help before going to his own apartment again.
Once he reached the apartment and parked, he got out and opened the door for Hannah again, waiting for her to get out before closing the door, locking the car, and heading back to the apartment.
"I'm not a total monster, see?" he said as he came in, closing the door behind Hannah and locking it.
He chuckled a bit and placed his keys on the counter, going over to the bathroom and getting the screwdriver, working on screwing the doorknob back into place.
"We should do something outside. Go to the park or something."
He licked absentmindedly at his ice cream as Sam agreed it was a good idea. They could go for a walk across town, admiring the scenery.
They all finished their ice creams, and went outside, Jade eating the last of his waffle cone as he walked out of the store. Jade and Sam then worked together to point out all the things about downtown, or 'the square' as they called it. The old antiques store, the place people hung out to smoke, the theatre, all the sorts of culture things.
Eventually they walked the whole place and wound up back at the car in coldstone's parking lot.
Jade took the keys from Sam and drove back, dropping Sam off at her place and thanking her for the help before going to his own apartment again.
Once he reached the apartment and parked, he got out and opened the door for Hannah again, waiting for her to get out before closing the door, locking the car, and heading back to the apartment.
"I'm not a total monster, see?" he said as he came in, closing the door behind Hannah and locking it.
He chuckled a bit and placed his keys on the counter, going over to the bathroom and getting the screwdriver, working on screwing the doorknob back into place.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: After eating the burrito earlier, Hannah was slightly worried she wouldn't be able to finish her ice cream. Jade's suggestion of going around town -something she had been dying to do earlier- made Hannah's light up. Knowing that, she had no problem finishing the small cone.
After they had finished their ice creams, Jade and Sam led Hannah around for a tour of 'the square'. Hannah, due to severe lack of money, had to resist the urge to dash into various shops as they passed them. She giggled as Sam repeatedly suggested they go into the hookah lounge, to which Jade kept denying.
Hannah was sort of sad to see Sam leave, although she was sure that Sam would be by again - she did want to get Hannah new medication, maybe have someone look at her.
She followed Jade into the apartment when they got back, almost bouncing in her steps.
I'm not a -total- monster, see?
Hannah bit the inside of her lip for a moment before rebounding, "Gross misjudgment on my part. I'm sorry about the shit I said earlier. Most of it was out of my control. Besides, you're definitely not a monster - monsters don't buy people ice cream," she jested.
As Jade went to the bathroom to fix the door, Hannah decided to get changed into more comfortable clothes. It wasn't late yet, but she liked lounging in comfy clothes as opposed to jeans. Her shorts were on top of her bag; Hannah quickly ducked behind the couch and changed into them. She stuffed her jeans loosely into the backpack and flopped on the couch, resting the back of her head on the arm. T-shirt and small cotton shorts were definitely the way to go in terms of comfort.
After they had finished their ice creams, Jade and Sam led Hannah around for a tour of 'the square'. Hannah, due to severe lack of money, had to resist the urge to dash into various shops as they passed them. She giggled as Sam repeatedly suggested they go into the hookah lounge, to which Jade kept denying.
Hannah was sort of sad to see Sam leave, although she was sure that Sam would be by again - she did want to get Hannah new medication, maybe have someone look at her.
She followed Jade into the apartment when they got back, almost bouncing in her steps.
I'm not a -total- monster, see?
Hannah bit the inside of her lip for a moment before rebounding, "Gross misjudgment on my part. I'm sorry about the shit I said earlier. Most of it was out of my control. Besides, you're definitely not a monster - monsters don't buy people ice cream," she jested.
As Jade went to the bathroom to fix the door, Hannah decided to get changed into more comfortable clothes. It wasn't late yet, but she liked lounging in comfy clothes as opposed to jeans. Her shorts were on top of her bag; Hannah quickly ducked behind the couch and changed into them. She stuffed her jeans loosely into the backpack and flopped on the couch, resting the back of her head on the arm. T-shirt and small cotton shorts were definitely the way to go in terms of comfort.
Jaden laughed at her reply about total misjudgment.
"I guess you're right," he said as he finished the job on the doorknob, going inside and picking up the bar of soap from the floor and placing it back near the sink.
He took the towel and wiped the door free of soap chunks, scrubbing a bit and getting it all quickly off before he forget and became too lazy to do it later. When he was done, he tossed the towel in his bedroom in the pile of dirty clothes already there.
When he came back to the common room, he noticed Hannah in short shorts and a small t-shirt. He quirked a brow. "Did you just change?" He stated the obvious.
"I guess you're right," he said as he finished the job on the doorknob, going inside and picking up the bar of soap from the floor and placing it back near the sink.
He took the towel and wiped the door free of soap chunks, scrubbing a bit and getting it all quickly off before he forget and became too lazy to do it later. When he was done, he tossed the towel in his bedroom in the pile of dirty clothes already there.
When he came back to the common room, he noticed Hannah in short shorts and a small t-shirt. He quirked a brow. "Did you just change?" He stated the obvious.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah tipped her head backwards, looking at Jade upside down. "Heh, you look funny from this angle."
"Oh" She started at his question, "Yeah. The jeans were kind of bugging me. What, are shorts not allowed now?" Hannah laughed, unaware of the interesting viewpoint Jade had of her at the moment.
Back when they were growing up, Hannah never payed much thought to how attractive Jade actually was. Short, messy brown hair, well-toned thanks to his life as a jock, green eyes one could get lost in. A lot of the girls in school thought he looked fantastic. Hannah, who was practically his sister, brushed off their comments and never noticed.
But now? Now those comments were flooding back to her, and Hannah could very distinctly feel her heartbeat.
It wasn't like Hannah was unattractive. Many people were jealous of her long, wavy red hair. She was little underweight, yes, but curvy in places were it counted. With a little work..
Hannah realized where her thoughts were heading, and blushed red, ducking her face down. She didn't really think about.. certain actions.. since prior to that night. Her eyes glanced at her lap. Damn, her shorts were pretty short. And thin. And..
Oh boy.
"Oh" She started at his question, "Yeah. The jeans were kind of bugging me. What, are shorts not allowed now?" Hannah laughed, unaware of the interesting viewpoint Jade had of her at the moment.
Back when they were growing up, Hannah never payed much thought to how attractive Jade actually was. Short, messy brown hair, well-toned thanks to his life as a jock, green eyes one could get lost in. A lot of the girls in school thought he looked fantastic. Hannah, who was practically his sister, brushed off their comments and never noticed.
But now? Now those comments were flooding back to her, and Hannah could very distinctly feel her heartbeat.
It wasn't like Hannah was unattractive. Many people were jealous of her long, wavy red hair. She was little underweight, yes, but curvy in places were it counted. With a little work..
Hannah realized where her thoughts were heading, and blushed red, ducking her face down. She didn't really think about.. certain actions.. since prior to that night. Her eyes glanced at her lap. Damn, her shorts were pretty short. And thin. And..
Oh boy.
Jade just watched her, a bit confused. Then her face turned red and he chuckled.
"Yeah well you look funny with a red face," he said, walking over to the TV, which had carelessly been left on from when they were playing sonic.
He changed the input so he could watch cable, and turned off the dreamcast, picking up the tv remote and moving to the couch, where he leaned back and placed his feet on the coffee table, flipping through channels. He was on the left side of the couch, Hannah was on the right.
Remote in right hand, Jade's left hand went over the back of the sofa.
"You want to watch anything?" He asked, looking for anything interesting.
"Yeah well you look funny with a red face," he said, walking over to the TV, which had carelessly been left on from when they were playing sonic.
He changed the input so he could watch cable, and turned off the dreamcast, picking up the tv remote and moving to the couch, where he leaned back and placed his feet on the coffee table, flipping through channels. He was on the left side of the couch, Hannah was on the right.
Remote in right hand, Jade's left hand went over the back of the sofa.
"You want to watch anything?" He asked, looking for anything interesting.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: 'Shit he noticed!' Hannah winced. Because fiercely blushing was a great way to start.
Wait. Was she going to actually start something?
That would be insane.
That would be stupid.
That would be.. interesting.
Her feet were near his leg. If she reached, she could touch him with her toes. She poked the side of his right leg with one, "So not funny." Her face toned down to pink, but she didn't really care now.
"Anything is fine by me, whatever you want to watch."
Hannah amused herself by poking Jade with her feet.
Wait. Was she going to actually start something?
That would be insane.
That would be stupid.
That would be.. interesting.
Her feet were near his leg. If she reached, she could touch him with her toes. She poked the side of his right leg with one, "So not funny." Her face toned down to pink, but she didn't really care now.
"Anything is fine by me, whatever you want to watch."
Hannah amused herself by poking Jade with her feet.
Jade was pre-occupied with the flipping of channels, and didn't realize his feet were being touched at first.
So not funny, Hannah had said as she poked his legs with her feet.
Jade looked down at his feet for a moment, but thought nothing of it. Hannah used to poke him all the time to try and get his attention.
It never let up, however, so he eventually put the remote aside and pounced on Hannah.
"Is this funny then?!" He proclaimed as he laughed, his fingers going straight to the girl's sides and stomach to tickle her, make her loosen up.
When she started to struggle and try and get away, he pinned her down on the couch, straddling over her legs with his knees on the couch, his feet hanging off the end, almost as if he were sitting in her lap.
"Can you DEAL with the JADE?" he joked.
So not funny, Hannah had said as she poked his legs with her feet.
Jade looked down at his feet for a moment, but thought nothing of it. Hannah used to poke him all the time to try and get his attention.
It never let up, however, so he eventually put the remote aside and pounced on Hannah.
"Is this funny then?!" He proclaimed as he laughed, his fingers going straight to the girl's sides and stomach to tickle her, make her loosen up.
When she started to struggle and try and get away, he pinned her down on the couch, straddling over her legs with his knees on the couch, his feet hanging off the end, almost as if he were sitting in her lap.
"Can you DEAL with the JADE?" he joked.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah shrieked with laughter as Jade assaulted her side with his fingers, shimmying around trying to get away from his touch. On the off chance she was in a tickle fight, whoever was tickling her had the advantage since she was so poor at retaliating.
She almost succeeded at escaping until he hopped into her lap, pinning her in place.
Hello.
Through the thin material of her shorts and underwear she could feel the pressure his crotch applied, even without arousal on his part. It wasn't quite as obvious on her part. Hannah could feel her face growing hot again; she hoped Jade thought it was because of the tickling, since he was still tickling her.
Can you DEAL with the JADE?
"Depends, can you DEAL with THIS?" Hannah joked back. She leaned the short distance forward and kissed Jade.
Well, that was one way to end a tickle fight.
She almost succeeded at escaping until he hopped into her lap, pinning her in place.
Hello.
Through the thin material of her shorts and underwear she could feel the pressure his crotch applied, even without arousal on his part. It wasn't quite as obvious on her part. Hannah could feel her face growing hot again; she hoped Jade thought it was because of the tickling, since he was still tickling her.
Can you DEAL with the JADE?
"Depends, can you DEAL with THIS?" Hannah joked back. She leaned the short distance forward and kissed Jade.
Well, that was one way to end a tickle fight.
Jade immediately stopped tickling her when she kissed him.
He was shocked at first, and so didn't pull away immediately, but he didn't return the kiss at all.
He debated with himself- brush this off or take it seriously?
On one hand, she was his childhood friend. She looked up to him. So this sort of thing was probably natural.
On the other hand.. She was at his apartment. She was sleeping here. She had access, and he wasn't interested in the slightest. A line needed to be drawn if she was serious.
"Are you okay?" he blinked.
It was all he could think of to say, really.
Of all the things he could've expected, this situation was not one of them.
He was shocked at first, and so didn't pull away immediately, but he didn't return the kiss at all.
He debated with himself- brush this off or take it seriously?
On one hand, she was his childhood friend. She looked up to him. So this sort of thing was probably natural.
On the other hand.. She was at his apartment. She was sleeping here. She had access, and he wasn't interested in the slightest. A line needed to be drawn if she was serious.
"Are you okay?" he blinked.
It was all he could think of to say, really.
Of all the things he could've expected, this situation was not one of them.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Like most things today, what only takes a small time to happen seems like forever.
Jade pulling away and blinking at her was one of those things.
"Yeah, surprisingly," Hannah replied in half-disbelief. Partly because she didn't think she would actually kiss him. Partly because she hadn't expected that reaction.
However, Jade was still straddling her.
Her pulse was racing, her face was still hot, and her chest bobbed up and down as she regained her small loss of breath.
"Should I not have done that?" Hannah bit the corner of her lower lip. She did that a lot when she was worried. Even though he didn't return the kiss, she could still slightly taste his mouth.
So much for regaining her breath.
Jade pulling away and blinking at her was one of those things.
"Yeah, surprisingly," Hannah replied in half-disbelief. Partly because she didn't think she would actually kiss him. Partly because she hadn't expected that reaction.
However, Jade was still straddling her.
Her pulse was racing, her face was still hot, and her chest bobbed up and down as she regained her small loss of breath.
"Should I not have done that?" Hannah bit the corner of her lower lip. She did that a lot when she was worried. Even though he didn't return the kiss, she could still slightly taste his mouth.
So much for regaining her breath.
The twenty year old looked down on Hannah, his hands to either side of her shoulders on the couch. He watched as he breasts moved with each breath, and she bit her lip.
It would've been insanely attractive.
If she had been male.
"No..." Jaden replied quietly, still unsure of what to say or how to say it.
He didn't want to upset her like last time, but he didn't want to give her the wrong impression either- there was nothing between them but a friendship, and that friendship was arguably dying right now.
Very slowly, Jaden took his knees off the couch and placed them on the floor. He backed away from her so he was not straddling her anymore and then placed himself back on the couch, on the far left side, where he had been sitting before this situation started.
"Let's just... Watch TV, okay?" he said, hesitating. He waited another moment before taking the remote and flipping through channels again.
Something in the back of his mind said this wasn't going to end well.
It would've been insanely attractive.
If she had been male.
"No..." Jaden replied quietly, still unsure of what to say or how to say it.
He didn't want to upset her like last time, but he didn't want to give her the wrong impression either- there was nothing between them but a friendship, and that friendship was arguably dying right now.
Very slowly, Jaden took his knees off the couch and placed them on the floor. He backed away from her so he was not straddling her anymore and then placed himself back on the couch, on the far left side, where he had been sitting before this situation started.
"Let's just... Watch TV, okay?" he said, hesitating. He waited another moment before taking the remote and flipping through channels again.
Something in the back of his mind said this wasn't going to end well.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah sat very still for the moment, perfectly unmoving when Jaden told her no.
She didn't move when Jaden placed himself at the opposite end of the couch.
Nor when he suggested just watching television.
It was plainly obvious he didn't want to set her off again, not after what happened earlier. Hannah glanced down at her hands, which were rested on Jaden's legs until he pulled away. Now they were on the couch cushion, twitching ever so slightly.
Hannah was eerily calm and in control of herself, extraordinary given her condition.
Fuck television.
Before Jaden had time to react Hannah leapt from her side of the couch over to his, now placing them in reverse position from before. She had Jaden by the shoulders.
"Why," she gritted through her teeth, her face very close to his.
"Do you have a girlfriend you're sleeping with? Or is there something else? Afraid of damaged goods? Why?! Tell me damnit!"
"Why won't you fuck me?"
She didn't move when Jaden placed himself at the opposite end of the couch.
Nor when he suggested just watching television.
It was plainly obvious he didn't want to set her off again, not after what happened earlier. Hannah glanced down at her hands, which were rested on Jaden's legs until he pulled away. Now they were on the couch cushion, twitching ever so slightly.
Hannah was eerily calm and in control of herself, extraordinary given her condition.
Fuck television.
Before Jaden had time to react Hannah leapt from her side of the couch over to his, now placing them in reverse position from before. She had Jaden by the shoulders.
"Why," she gritted through her teeth, her face very close to his.
"Do you have a girlfriend you're sleeping with? Or is there something else? Afraid of damaged goods? Why?! Tell me damnit!"
"Why won't you fuck me?"
Jade stared blankly at her. He was completely unresponsive for at least a second before realizing what sort of situation he was in.
"Listen to yourself," Jade threatened. "You're 18. You were raped. Why is it so important I have sex with you? Listen to yourself!"
He grabbed her shoulders with his own hands and tried to push her off him.
"We're childhood friends. We're like siblings. Brothers and sisters don't have sex, Hannah. They don't kiss!"
"Listen to yourself," Jade threatened. "You're 18. You were raped. Why is it so important I have sex with you? Listen to yourself!"
He grabbed her shoulders with his own hands and tried to push her off him.
"We're childhood friends. We're like siblings. Brothers and sisters don't have sex, Hannah. They don't kiss!"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah felt herself being shoved back, and she adjusted herself last moment to land on the floor instead of the coffee table. She landed hard on the side of her ass; gravity having more to do with it than Jaden's push.
"We're not that anymore!" She spat back. "We stopped being siblings when you went to college because of some pressing desire to never speak to anyone from home again!"
Everything Sam had done this morning was unraveling, Hannah could feel it. It was inevitable at this point. One way or another, this was ending.
"Fine," Her eyes were unblinking, "You want to know why it's so damn important? Because maybe I want to feel fucking NORMAL for once." Hannah's voice was breaking, "I'm fucking terrified of sex, Jade. Terr-i-fied. Mentally I'm all sorts of fucked up. But physically? I can't stop it if someone straddling me like that gets me hot. I am listening, and that's what my body is telling me."
In a smaller voice, she added. "And if there was anyone I felt more comfortable with, it was you."
"We're not that anymore!" She spat back. "We stopped being siblings when you went to college because of some pressing desire to never speak to anyone from home again!"
Everything Sam had done this morning was unraveling, Hannah could feel it. It was inevitable at this point. One way or another, this was ending.
"Fine," Her eyes were unblinking, "You want to know why it's so damn important? Because maybe I want to feel fucking NORMAL for once." Hannah's voice was breaking, "I'm fucking terrified of sex, Jade. Terr-i-fied. Mentally I'm all sorts of fucked up. But physically? I can't stop it if someone straddling me like that gets me hot. I am listening, and that's what my body is telling me."
In a smaller voice, she added. "And if there was anyone I felt more comfortable with, it was you."
Jaden wanted to yell at her. Scream at her to get out. But despite what Hannah said, he still thought of her as a childhood friend; a sister.
So he clamped his mouth shut, he held back his tongue, and he waited for his turn to speak.
She had lowered her voice, admitted to wanting sex with him so she could be normal.
"You don't need to have sex to be normal," Jaden said quietly, reassuring. Sympathizing, even. T
This was something he actually had experience with.
There were countless times guys in the locker room got him hot and he couldn't do anything...
So he clamped his mouth shut, he held back his tongue, and he waited for his turn to speak.
She had lowered her voice, admitted to wanting sex with him so she could be normal.
"You don't need to have sex to be normal," Jaden said quietly, reassuring. Sympathizing, even. T
This was something he actually had experience with.
There were countless times guys in the locker room got him hot and he couldn't do anything...
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah waited to be thrown when she stopped speaking. When nothing like that happened, and Jade started speaking again, Hannah felt a tiny bit better. He cared about her more than she gave him credit for.
In a calmer voice, she responded, "Need.. no. But not every rape victim is turned off sex for life. And, Christ.. if I was don't you think I would have tried killing myself again after realizing I still had urges? That I still wanted something that was forced on me at an age I could barely understand what was happening?"
Hannah's mind was scrambling. There was too much she wanted to do.
She could just bolt out the front door like at home. Lock herself in the bathroom again and drown. Jump on Jade and force him to do it. Grab the box cutter on the counter and slice her throat. Steal Jade's phone and call Sam. Overdose on pills. So many things could go wrong, and all she wanted to do was die.
She grabbed her head like it would block out her thoughts, eyes closed.
"I'm not normal now though.."
In a calmer voice, she responded, "Need.. no. But not every rape victim is turned off sex for life. And, Christ.. if I was don't you think I would have tried killing myself again after realizing I still had urges? That I still wanted something that was forced on me at an age I could barely understand what was happening?"
Hannah's mind was scrambling. There was too much she wanted to do.
She could just bolt out the front door like at home. Lock herself in the bathroom again and drown. Jump on Jade and force him to do it. Grab the box cutter on the counter and slice her throat. Steal Jade's phone and call Sam. Overdose on pills. So many things could go wrong, and all she wanted to do was die.
She grabbed her head like it would block out her thoughts, eyes closed.
"I'm not normal now though.."
Jade took a deep breath, slowly exhaling as he leaned forward, to get his face closer to her's without actually moving.
"No.... You're not normal..." he whispered, but not in a chastising way.
He wanted to pet her head again, tell her everything was going to be okay, but he was afraid that would be sexual to her, so interlocked his fingers to prevent himself from reaching out to her.
"...But everybody has something wrong with them, Hannah. Nobody's perfect. We all have problems we try to hide. We can become normal by identifying our problems and working through them... Some people have a harder time than others..." He looked away at that particular line, thinking of her, but also of himself and his forced closetedness when he was in his home town.
"...But we all eventually make it through. That's what being a teenager is all about. When you get older, it gets better. Trust me."
"No.... You're not normal..." he whispered, but not in a chastising way.
He wanted to pet her head again, tell her everything was going to be okay, but he was afraid that would be sexual to her, so interlocked his fingers to prevent himself from reaching out to her.
"...But everybody has something wrong with them, Hannah. Nobody's perfect. We all have problems we try to hide. We can become normal by identifying our problems and working through them... Some people have a harder time than others..." He looked away at that particular line, thinking of her, but also of himself and his forced closetedness when he was in his home town.
"...But we all eventually make it through. That's what being a teenager is all about. When you get older, it gets better. Trust me."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah lowered her hands and opened her eyes slowly as Jade was speaking. By now she had adjusted herself to a kneeling position, her butt sitting on her feet. She was sitting in a town full of people that already made it through. And, if Jade was right, she would to eventually.
There was one thing she needed to do first, though.
Her eyes intently focused on his, Hannah slowly reached her hand up to his face, faltering once or twice before finally making contact with his cheek. Only the lower half of her legs made contact with the floor now.
"I already do. And now I need you to trust me."
Slowly, carefully, Hannah leaned forward and brought her face to Jade's, her right hand rested on the couch arm for balance. "Please.." Hannah pleaded. She rested her forehead on his, letting their noses touch, before placing a gentle kiss on his mouth. She let her mouth rest there, waiting to see if he would reciprocate.
There was one thing she needed to do first, though.
Her eyes intently focused on his, Hannah slowly reached her hand up to his face, faltering once or twice before finally making contact with his cheek. Only the lower half of her legs made contact with the floor now.
"I already do. And now I need you to trust me."
Slowly, carefully, Hannah leaned forward and brought her face to Jade's, her right hand rested on the couch arm for balance. "Please.." Hannah pleaded. She rested her forehead on his, letting their noses touch, before placing a gentle kiss on his mouth. She let her mouth rest there, waiting to see if he would reciprocate.
Jade watched Hannah.
He was making progress. She was calm- wasn't freaking out. He'd said the right thing. Right?
Then she slowly brought her hand to his face. He did nothing.
She brought her lips to his.
He did nothing.
She pressed his face closer to hers, wanting him to reciprocate.
Jade closed his eyes, but otherwise, did nothing.
When she pulled away slightly, Jade opened his eyes and whispered, "I thought we just went over that you didn't need to do this..."
It was as if he was pleading. Jaden was making no moves to protect himself, to get away from her.
He was stronger than her, and easily could take control of this situation, but he wasn't doing so.
He didn't know why.
"Please, just do this," Hannah begged, kissing him softly. "Prove you trust me."
Jade brought his right hand up behind Hannah's head, running it through her hair before cupping her head and finally returning the kiss she seemed to be dying for.
He was making progress. She was calm- wasn't freaking out. He'd said the right thing. Right?
Then she slowly brought her hand to his face. He did nothing.
She brought her lips to his.
He did nothing.
She pressed his face closer to hers, wanting him to reciprocate.
Jade closed his eyes, but otherwise, did nothing.
When she pulled away slightly, Jade opened his eyes and whispered, "I thought we just went over that you didn't need to do this..."
It was as if he was pleading. Jaden was making no moves to protect himself, to get away from her.
He was stronger than her, and easily could take control of this situation, but he wasn't doing so.
He didn't know why.
"Please, just do this," Hannah begged, kissing him softly. "Prove you trust me."
Jade brought his right hand up behind Hannah's head, running it through her hair before cupping her head and finally returning the kiss she seemed to be dying for.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah melted.
Jade was so adamantly against this minutes ago. Now he made no move to protest.
Whatever stopped him before didn't affect him now.
Something bigger than Hannah.
She reciprocated the kiss, carefully at first, and then getting more into it as she moved her body closer to his. As late as it was, she was afraid of overwhelming him. No, both of them.
Her hand was still on his cheek, her thumb caressing his face. She brought her other hand up onto his thigh, starting in the middle and slowly sliding it up towards his waist. Her fingers made contact with warm skin; she swore she could feel goosebumps on him from the touch.
Most her knowledge of sex, apart from her previous experience, was from movies. Hannah tried to watch porn once, but couldn't go through with clicking 'Play'.
The hand on Jade's cheek moved to his ear, repeatedly brushing his short hair behind his ear and gently rubbing the edge of his earlobe.
She could feel her body getting aroused, and they were barely doing anything.
Jade was so adamantly against this minutes ago. Now he made no move to protest.
Whatever stopped him before didn't affect him now.
Something bigger than Hannah.
She reciprocated the kiss, carefully at first, and then getting more into it as she moved her body closer to his. As late as it was, she was afraid of overwhelming him. No, both of them.
Her hand was still on his cheek, her thumb caressing his face. She brought her other hand up onto his thigh, starting in the middle and slowly sliding it up towards his waist. Her fingers made contact with warm skin; she swore she could feel goosebumps on him from the touch.
Most her knowledge of sex, apart from her previous experience, was from movies. Hannah tried to watch porn once, but couldn't go through with clicking 'Play'.
The hand on Jade's cheek moved to his ear, repeatedly brushing his short hair behind his ear and gently rubbing the edge of his earlobe.
She could feel her body getting aroused, and they were barely doing anything.
Jade felt so... Tired. So guilty.
He had a horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was cold, and he knew what he was doing was wrong.
But he didn't want Hannah freaking out again.
He didn't want the truth behind why he wasn't into her to come out.
Those two things made him break, made him give up.
He'd been whipped into submission by his own fears, and he was giving in to what Hannah wanted because of those fears.
Her movements were... Jagged. She was new to this, obviously. But she was trying. And it was working to some degree. Jade was very slowly, much against his will, beginning to feel it.
He tried to pretend she was Cory instead.
That didn't work. That felt even more wrong.
So he went back to his highschool days, when He had had Elizabeth. His first- and last- girlfriend. Some cheerleader that didn't know any better. They had never actually had sex, but, Liz had educated him pretty well on how to at least please a woman.
She'd grown agitated with him, and tried so many things to get Jade into it, and he just... Couldn't. He was, despite being a pretty normal guy who liked guy things.. Irrevocably gay. Much to break the fairy stereotype.
But he at least had some sort of experience.
Maybe he could get through this, without actual sex, if he just... Took care of Hannah's needs... Like he had taken care of Liz's?
Jade spread his legs, and brought his hands to Hannah's waist, scooting her closer toward him, so she was spread on his lap. He kissed her again, lightly on the lips, playing.
It was the kisses more than anything that got him started. It was mostly his work, and her breath, but still, it helped...
The closer he could get her to elation without his pants coming off... the better.
His hands crept up from her waist, his fingertips lightly dragging across her skin as went for her chest. His thumbs played above her bra for a while, before he grunted and forced them underneath, wanting the flesh to flesh contact.
Yes, he was feeling it now, but he still wanted to get it over with. He kissed her hard, then changed his game, turned to the side. Brought his hands to Hannah's waist again, pushed her to the side of the couch, made her lie down on it. His hands went up her shirt again as he towered over her, his knees on the couch. He kissed her again as he fondled her, eventually working his kisses down her neck, between her breasts after he pushed her shirt up, slowly down to her navel, breathing cooly over his trail of saliva. He'd obviously done this several times before, though to be fair, it was with his own sex, not normally females.
His left hand went to the side of the couch, to prop himself up, and his right hand went to Hannah's thigh, first caressing her outer thigh, than moving to her inner thigh, finally running over the space in between her legs, outside the shorts.
If he made it out to be a game, maybe he could get through this.
If he could feel that she was ready, he'd sneak his fingers under her shorts, try to finish her off. If she wasn't throbbing just yet, he'd start over, and try again.
He had a horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was cold, and he knew what he was doing was wrong.
But he didn't want Hannah freaking out again.
He didn't want the truth behind why he wasn't into her to come out.
Those two things made him break, made him give up.
He'd been whipped into submission by his own fears, and he was giving in to what Hannah wanted because of those fears.
Her movements were... Jagged. She was new to this, obviously. But she was trying. And it was working to some degree. Jade was very slowly, much against his will, beginning to feel it.
He tried to pretend she was Cory instead.
That didn't work. That felt even more wrong.
So he went back to his highschool days, when He had had Elizabeth. His first- and last- girlfriend. Some cheerleader that didn't know any better. They had never actually had sex, but, Liz had educated him pretty well on how to at least please a woman.
She'd grown agitated with him, and tried so many things to get Jade into it, and he just... Couldn't. He was, despite being a pretty normal guy who liked guy things.. Irrevocably gay. Much to break the fairy stereotype.
But he at least had some sort of experience.
Maybe he could get through this, without actual sex, if he just... Took care of Hannah's needs... Like he had taken care of Liz's?
Jade spread his legs, and brought his hands to Hannah's waist, scooting her closer toward him, so she was spread on his lap. He kissed her again, lightly on the lips, playing.
It was the kisses more than anything that got him started. It was mostly his work, and her breath, but still, it helped...
The closer he could get her to elation without his pants coming off... the better.
His hands crept up from her waist, his fingertips lightly dragging across her skin as went for her chest. His thumbs played above her bra for a while, before he grunted and forced them underneath, wanting the flesh to flesh contact.
Yes, he was feeling it now, but he still wanted to get it over with. He kissed her hard, then changed his game, turned to the side. Brought his hands to Hannah's waist again, pushed her to the side of the couch, made her lie down on it. His hands went up her shirt again as he towered over her, his knees on the couch. He kissed her again as he fondled her, eventually working his kisses down her neck, between her breasts after he pushed her shirt up, slowly down to her navel, breathing cooly over his trail of saliva. He'd obviously done this several times before, though to be fair, it was with his own sex, not normally females.
His left hand went to the side of the couch, to prop himself up, and his right hand went to Hannah's thigh, first caressing her outer thigh, than moving to her inner thigh, finally running over the space in between her legs, outside the shorts.
If he made it out to be a game, maybe he could get through this.
If he could feel that she was ready, he'd sneak his fingers under her shorts, try to finish her off. If she wasn't throbbing just yet, he'd start over, and try again.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: A moan was building in the back of Hannah's throat, brought out when Jade pulled her closer to him. She wasn't aware of how, but she left the floor and was now on his lap.
She gasped when he slipped his fingers under her bra. One hand weaved itself into his hair, gently pulling near the base of his scalp. The other moved along Jade's waistband, tracing the skin gently. Hannah could feel the excitement in his pants steadily building, almost resistant. Before she could do more with it, Jade pushed her into a lying position on the couch.
Being in a submissive position put her mind in darker places, and she forced herself back into the moment. When Jade started down her front, she could feel her hips involuntarily buck upward. She was ready, she could feel the wet material pressing against her, but she didn't want it to be over yet.
Jade's hand slide around her leg, then over her crotch. "Ah.. ah!" Hannah cried out. Everything Jade did was gentle and soft, but she needed to be out of this position. Before Jade could sneak his hand any further, Hannah leaned up and cupped him.
"Not so fast.." Hannah was going on pure instinct now; she gently applied pressure to the area, rubbed her hand upward to the button of his jeans, then back down again. Regardless of ohow Jade was feeling right now, pleasure was pleasure. And Hannah planned on taking advantage of that.
She leaned upwards slightly, nibbling on Jade's neck while her hand worked below. Breaking off for a moment, Hannah pulled Jade's shirt off with her free hand, then resumed kissing his neck and shoulder.
She gasped when he slipped his fingers under her bra. One hand weaved itself into his hair, gently pulling near the base of his scalp. The other moved along Jade's waistband, tracing the skin gently. Hannah could feel the excitement in his pants steadily building, almost resistant. Before she could do more with it, Jade pushed her into a lying position on the couch.
Being in a submissive position put her mind in darker places, and she forced herself back into the moment. When Jade started down her front, she could feel her hips involuntarily buck upward. She was ready, she could feel the wet material pressing against her, but she didn't want it to be over yet.
Jade's hand slide around her leg, then over her crotch. "Ah.. ah!" Hannah cried out. Everything Jade did was gentle and soft, but she needed to be out of this position. Before Jade could sneak his hand any further, Hannah leaned up and cupped him.
"Not so fast.." Hannah was going on pure instinct now; she gently applied pressure to the area, rubbed her hand upward to the button of his jeans, then back down again. Regardless of ohow Jade was feeling right now, pleasure was pleasure. And Hannah planned on taking advantage of that.
She leaned upwards slightly, nibbling on Jade's neck while her hand worked below. Breaking off for a moment, Hannah pulled Jade's shirt off with her free hand, then resumed kissing his neck and shoulder.
Jade shirked back when she called out. It didn't sound like a pleasant yell.
Then, she forced herself back ontop of him, and began to mirror what he had just done to her, with better than expected proficiency.
Jaden's face became hot. A blush was creeping from his cheeks to his neck and parts of his chest.
He wasn't that aroused, though it was certainly enough to do things with, but this situation was all wrong, all sorts of fucked up.
First, it was a girl. Second, he was taken. And heartbreakingly monogamous.
Third. This was like his sister.
Fourth. He could stop this so easily... But he wasn't. Why?
Was it because she was like his sister? Did that somehow make it more acceptable?
She began kissing his neck, and his breath staggered.
No, no. He had to do something.
"Stop," he breathed.
Up until this point, when she'd pinned him he'd done nothing.
Now, he grabbed her and sat her back down on his lap, her back to his face. He sat up, and even if she resisted, he'd hold her on top of him, his left hand around her waist, pinning her on his lap, where she could clearly feel what was in his pants.
But that wasn't the point.
His right hand now free, stopped being gentle, and went under her shorts, searching for the sweet spot that would make her flinch, get her pre-occupied with her own pleasure rather than his own.
Then, she forced herself back ontop of him, and began to mirror what he had just done to her, with better than expected proficiency.
Jaden's face became hot. A blush was creeping from his cheeks to his neck and parts of his chest.
He wasn't that aroused, though it was certainly enough to do things with, but this situation was all wrong, all sorts of fucked up.
First, it was a girl. Second, he was taken. And heartbreakingly monogamous.
Third. This was like his sister.
Fourth. He could stop this so easily... But he wasn't. Why?
Was it because she was like his sister? Did that somehow make it more acceptable?
She began kissing his neck, and his breath staggered.
No, no. He had to do something.
"Stop," he breathed.
Up until this point, when she'd pinned him he'd done nothing.
Now, he grabbed her and sat her back down on his lap, her back to his face. He sat up, and even if she resisted, he'd hold her on top of him, his left hand around her waist, pinning her on his lap, where she could clearly feel what was in his pants.
But that wasn't the point.
His right hand now free, stopped being gentle, and went under her shorts, searching for the sweet spot that would make her flinch, get her pre-occupied with her own pleasure rather than his own.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah was becoming more confident in her abilities; out of the corner of her eye she could see Jade's upper body turn redder with blush. It was nice to see she wasn't the only one turning red.
Hearing his altered breath encouraged her more, and she softly moaned again. It was cut short when Jade stopped her short.
Stop.
She froze for a second before Jade pulled her straight onto his lap, onto the bulge in his pants that Jade was trying so hard to ignore.
She gasped sharply when his hand slipped into her shorts. Outside and inside the shorts were two different worlds; Hannah wasn't sure if she wanted to flee or stay in it. Her breath was short and panting. Both of her hands wrapped around Jade's neck, laced into the edge of his hair, steadying herself. "Jesus christ.." she muttered under her breath.
She gave Jade a series of short kisses, not trusting her breath to allow her to give longer kisses.
Hearing his altered breath encouraged her more, and she softly moaned again. It was cut short when Jade stopped her short.
Stop.
She froze for a second before Jade pulled her straight onto his lap, onto the bulge in his pants that Jade was trying so hard to ignore.
She gasped sharply when his hand slipped into her shorts. Outside and inside the shorts were two different worlds; Hannah wasn't sure if she wanted to flee or stay in it. Her breath was short and panting. Both of her hands wrapped around Jade's neck, laced into the edge of his hair, steadying herself. "Jesus christ.." she muttered under her breath.
She gave Jade a series of short kisses, not trusting her breath to allow her to give longer kisses.
Jade continued his work, feeling much more comfortable now that he knew the 'danger' was over.
He returned every short kiss of her's, as well as added more. He was like a teacher, guiding his student along the right path, even if they were scared.
As she seemed to react more and was coming closer, he held her tighter, leaning forward and putting his chin over her shoulder, cuddling her in the last moments before she finally reached the end, his hand becoming covered in her personal scent when she was done.
He kept his hand down there for a few seconds, waiting as she went through her final convulsions before letting out a relieved exhalation from his nose and pulling out.
He gently guided her off him, pressured her to stand, gave her a final kiss on the cheek and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
He was relieved it was all over. He'd given her what she wanted without him sacrificing a huge part of himself. But he still felt incredibly ashamed, like he shouldn't have participated at all. After he wiped his cleaned hands on his pants, he went back to the common room to check on Hannah, sort of doubting she'd somehow suddenly have a problem, but making sure she was all right anyway.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
He returned every short kiss of her's, as well as added more. He was like a teacher, guiding his student along the right path, even if they were scared.
As she seemed to react more and was coming closer, he held her tighter, leaning forward and putting his chin over her shoulder, cuddling her in the last moments before she finally reached the end, his hand becoming covered in her personal scent when she was done.
He kept his hand down there for a few seconds, waiting as she went through her final convulsions before letting out a relieved exhalation from his nose and pulling out.
He gently guided her off him, pressured her to stand, gave her a final kiss on the cheek and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
He was relieved it was all over. He'd given her what she wanted without him sacrificing a huge part of himself. But he still felt incredibly ashamed, like he shouldn't have participated at all. After he wiped his cleaned hands on his pants, he went back to the common room to check on Hannah, sort of doubting she'd somehow suddenly have a problem, but making sure she was all right anyway.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah could feel muscles tightening all over, her toes curling tightly. She was closer and closer to finishing with every movement of Jade's fingers, amazed at how fantastic it all felt.
She was guided to his shoulder as her body started to jerk around. Her movements weren't her own at this point; it was strange not being in control of her body. Her mouth opened wider, wider, but no sound escaped saved for sharp intakes of breath.
Pressure, pressure, pressure, sweet release.
Her body trembled from the aftershock, she held onto Jade tightly until they passed. Afterward, Jade coached her off and standing, kissed her, and went to clean up.
It wasn't exactly sex, Hannah was aware of that. But something had Jade so bothered that he prevented anything from happening to him. Hannah quickly blinked back tears before Jade came back into the room; had she been used?
No, don't be ridiculous. You're the one who started this.. but..
Hannah's thoughts were interrupted by Jade reentering the room. "Y-yeah.. I'm going to go change and sit outside for awhile, if you don't mind."
Without waiting for an answer, Hannah grabbed her backpack and headed into the bathroom to change.
She was guided to his shoulder as her body started to jerk around. Her movements weren't her own at this point; it was strange not being in control of her body. Her mouth opened wider, wider, but no sound escaped saved for sharp intakes of breath.
Pressure, pressure, pressure, sweet release.
Her body trembled from the aftershock, she held onto Jade tightly until they passed. Afterward, Jade coached her off and standing, kissed her, and went to clean up.
It wasn't exactly sex, Hannah was aware of that. But something had Jade so bothered that he prevented anything from happening to him. Hannah quickly blinked back tears before Jade came back into the room; had she been used?
No, don't be ridiculous. You're the one who started this.. but..
Hannah's thoughts were interrupted by Jade reentering the room. "Y-yeah.. I'm going to go change and sit outside for awhile, if you don't mind."
Without waiting for an answer, Hannah grabbed her backpack and headed into the bathroom to change.
Jade watched Hannah, who seemed to feel just as awkward as he did.
He opened his mouth to reply to her statement, but before he could formulate a word, she ran into the bathroom.
His shoulders slumped and he sat himself on the couch.
Where they had just done something horrible.
He grimaced, feeling disgusted, and walked over to the chair and sat there instead, so now he was facing the couch. Looking at it. Imagining what they had just done.
What Cory and he had done on that couch several times before, but somehow only now was it tainted.
He put his elbows on his knees, and brought his head down, his hands grabbing and pulling at his mane of dark brown hair as he fought back what seemed like an anxiety attack.
He hoped Hannah went outside soon, so he could just... Cry. Or something.
He wanted somebody to hold him and tell him everything was going to be okay.
He didn't need to look after someone else. He wasn't equipped to be this girl's backbone, and that much was stupidly apparent.
He was incredibly disappointed with himself.
Words couldn't even begin to describe how ashamed he felt.
He opened his mouth to reply to her statement, but before he could formulate a word, she ran into the bathroom.
His shoulders slumped and he sat himself on the couch.
Where they had just done something horrible.
He grimaced, feeling disgusted, and walked over to the chair and sat there instead, so now he was facing the couch. Looking at it. Imagining what they had just done.
What Cory and he had done on that couch several times before, but somehow only now was it tainted.
He put his elbows on his knees, and brought his head down, his hands grabbing and pulling at his mane of dark brown hair as he fought back what seemed like an anxiety attack.
He hoped Hannah went outside soon, so he could just... Cry. Or something.
He wanted somebody to hold him and tell him everything was going to be okay.
He didn't need to look after someone else. He wasn't equipped to be this girl's backbone, and that much was stupidly apparent.
He was incredibly disappointed with himself.
Words couldn't even begin to describe how ashamed he felt.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Inside the bathroom, Hannah was fairing no better than Jade. She closed the door and dropped her things, catching herself in the mirror. Her hair was wild, and her face flushed. Tears were forming at the corners of her eyes, and she wiped them away furiously before they had a chance.
"Stupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.." She muttered under her breath, fists balled against her temples. Her shorts were still wet from herself, her stomach had Jade's dried saliva on it, and she felt disgusting.
That didn't make her feel normal. At all.
She quickly stripped out of her bottom garments, changing into clean undies and jeans. She pushed her shirt up with her hand, wet her other hand, and quickly wiped off her stomach.
Nabbing a hair-tie from the front pocket, she tied her hair into a loose bun.
Nope, she still looked like she just had.. whatever that was.
Hannah sighed; she needed to get out of here but she had to pass the couch.. and Jade.. on the way.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuck," she groaned.
Pushing everything back into her backpack, Hannah left the bathroom and dropped her backpack right outside the door. She rushed out the front door, quickly mumbling something about being on the front lawn.
"Stupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.." She muttered under her breath, fists balled against her temples. Her shorts were still wet from herself, her stomach had Jade's dried saliva on it, and she felt disgusting.
That didn't make her feel normal. At all.
She quickly stripped out of her bottom garments, changing into clean undies and jeans. She pushed her shirt up with her hand, wet her other hand, and quickly wiped off her stomach.
Nabbing a hair-tie from the front pocket, she tied her hair into a loose bun.
Nope, she still looked like she just had.. whatever that was.
Hannah sighed; she needed to get out of here but she had to pass the couch.. and Jade.. on the way.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuck," she groaned.
Pushing everything back into her backpack, Hannah left the bathroom and dropped her backpack right outside the door. She rushed out the front door, quickly mumbling something about being on the front lawn.
Jaden was too preoccupied with himself to notice Hannah leaving. That was until the door closed behind her. Then he looked up, his eyes a bit red.
When he finally realized that she had actually left, he hit the chair's arm with his right hand, then went back to sobbing to himself.
He debated calling Cory. Or Sam.
He wanted to be with Cory right now. But he had just done something incredibly stupid to avoid Hannah knowing about him... So if he called Cory now, it would mean he had done all this for nothing.
Jade stayed in the chair, pulling at his hair and sobbing, for a good ten minutes, just letting everything out. Why had he brought this on himself? He should've just said no and dealt with the annoying consequences. It would've been better for the both of them in the long run.
Why didn't he just throw her out? Why couldn't he just tell her the truth of why he couldn't have sex with her? Why did he have to deal with this? Now he knew why her parents hated her. They had to deal with this sort of thing every day.
After going through the emotional turmoil for the full ten minutes, he managed to wipe his face, get his act together, and calm down a bit. He grabbed his keys and went outside, uncharacteristically slamming the door behind him and leaving it unlocked.
He looked for Hannah.
When he finally realized that she had actually left, he hit the chair's arm with his right hand, then went back to sobbing to himself.
He debated calling Cory. Or Sam.
He wanted to be with Cory right now. But he had just done something incredibly stupid to avoid Hannah knowing about him... So if he called Cory now, it would mean he had done all this for nothing.
Jade stayed in the chair, pulling at his hair and sobbing, for a good ten minutes, just letting everything out. Why had he brought this on himself? He should've just said no and dealt with the annoying consequences. It would've been better for the both of them in the long run.
Why didn't he just throw her out? Why couldn't he just tell her the truth of why he couldn't have sex with her? Why did he have to deal with this? Now he knew why her parents hated her. They had to deal with this sort of thing every day.
After going through the emotional turmoil for the full ten minutes, he managed to wipe his face, get his act together, and calm down a bit. He grabbed his keys and went outside, uncharacteristically slamming the door behind him and leaving it unlocked.
He looked for Hannah.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah's original intentions was to just sit on the front step and think.
Outside was beautiful, even more so as dusk was approaching.
What happened in there was a far cry from that.
I failed you and I fail
The tears from before were falling down her cheek, she tried to wipe them away so fast she was practically slapping herself. Hannah was so tired of crying.
She needed..
Christ, what did she need?
'Dying would be a good start,' Hannah thought to herself, then bonked her forehead with the palm of her hand. 'No! Bad Hannah!'
She looked down at the stoop, remembering last night -why did that feel so far away?- when Jade hugged her telling her everything would be okay, that he would be here. Even though they both knew that hugging never solved anything.
There's no understanding in miracles
Down the block there was a fraternity house, with a large group of Greek kids on the lawn with the characteristic red cups of alcohol - all the visual signs needed to know there was a party going on. She took a deep breath, and walked towards them.
About halfway there a few girls started to call her.
"Hey! Hey! Redhead!"
It took Hannah a second to locate the three them; across the street from her. They were stumbling and giggling - already drunk. Hannah waved.
"You goin' to the party?" The tallest one asked.
"Yeah."
When the worst, it always comes true
"Oh my gaaaaawd! You should come with uuuus!" She beckoned Hannah to come over excitedly, like it was the best thing to happen to her all day.
She shrugged her shoulders, crossing the street to meet them. Introductions went around, but their slurred words were hard to deceiver once she was closer. One of the girls pulled a Molson out of her purse and shoved it at Hannah, excited about 'pre-gaming' it. Kind of hard to pre-game when they were now arriving at the party.
This was a terrible idea, but Hannah refused to acknowledge it even though it lingered in the back of her mind. A flash of the mask that kid was wearing during the rape flashed in her mind, and Hannah quickly swallowed the rest of her beer.
I am the nothing you have saved
It never occurred to Hannah that Jade would go look for her, or that he was even upset at all. She believed he would just stay in the apartment until she came back in, although what would happen she didn't know. Probably yell at her if he knew she was at a college party and half-knowingly recreating the circumstances in which she was raped. Part of her hoped he would just forget about her.
Outside was beautiful, even more so as dusk was approaching.
What happened in there was a far cry from that.
I failed you and I fail
The tears from before were falling down her cheek, she tried to wipe them away so fast she was practically slapping herself. Hannah was so tired of crying.
She needed..
Christ, what did she need?
'Dying would be a good start,' Hannah thought to herself, then bonked her forehead with the palm of her hand. 'No! Bad Hannah!'
She looked down at the stoop, remembering last night -why did that feel so far away?- when Jade hugged her telling her everything would be okay, that he would be here. Even though they both knew that hugging never solved anything.
There's no understanding in miracles
Down the block there was a fraternity house, with a large group of Greek kids on the lawn with the characteristic red cups of alcohol - all the visual signs needed to know there was a party going on. She took a deep breath, and walked towards them.
About halfway there a few girls started to call her.
"Hey! Hey! Redhead!"
It took Hannah a second to locate the three them; across the street from her. They were stumbling and giggling - already drunk. Hannah waved.
"You goin' to the party?" The tallest one asked.
"Yeah."
When the worst, it always comes true
"Oh my gaaaaawd! You should come with uuuus!" She beckoned Hannah to come over excitedly, like it was the best thing to happen to her all day.
She shrugged her shoulders, crossing the street to meet them. Introductions went around, but their slurred words were hard to deceiver once she was closer. One of the girls pulled a Molson out of her purse and shoved it at Hannah, excited about 'pre-gaming' it. Kind of hard to pre-game when they were now arriving at the party.
This was a terrible idea, but Hannah refused to acknowledge it even though it lingered in the back of her mind. A flash of the mask that kid was wearing during the rape flashed in her mind, and Hannah quickly swallowed the rest of her beer.
I am the nothing you have saved
It never occurred to Hannah that Jade would go look for her, or that he was even upset at all. She believed he would just stay in the apartment until she came back in, although what would happen she didn't know. Probably yell at her if he knew she was at a college party and half-knowingly recreating the circumstances in which she was raped. Part of her hoped he would just forget about her.
When Jade first came outside, it already was after sunset.
He didn't see Hannah in the lawn, and he didn't see her on the street nearby.
Jade frowned.
"Hannah..?" He he said, loudly, walking around courtyard.
Shit, he thought to himself. Did she run away from me too?
He walked around his complex, and he didn't see her at all. He was growing worried, almost given up and hoped she would come back when she felt like it, and walked back to his own apartment in defeat when he thought he saw someone that looked like Hannah across the street at the frat party.
"She wouldn't," he growled to himself, watching the partiers. He realized who he saw wasn't Hannah, but that still didn't get rid of the horrible feeling he currently had.
He swallowed, then worked up the courage to actually go across the street and into the party. He could be wild at times himself, and a lot of the people probably knew him or would recognize him, but he usually avoided frat parties as a whole. They were generally full of jocks that didn't take kindly to fags. Or they abused drunken fags. Either way, not a good environment for his kind at a party, assuming they knew. And if they didn't and he got liquored up enough, they'd know pretty quick.
Not everyone at Frat parties were horrible, of course. But when these things got devolved into drinking contests, it went to mob mentality fairly quickly, and it seemed like they all hated fags.
As he walked through the scores of people, some cat-called, some complimented him on his last soccer game, others said some version of 'fancy meeting you here'.
Most offered him drinks, but Jade wasn't concerned with them.
The longer he stayed here, the more certain he was sure Hannah was in this group, even though he didn't want to believe it.
Oh, how disgusting parties seemed on the outside looking in. This was not a scene he wanted to remember or re-enact for quite some time, if ever again at all.
He didn't see Hannah in the lawn, and he didn't see her on the street nearby.
Jade frowned.
"Hannah..?" He he said, loudly, walking around courtyard.
Shit, he thought to himself. Did she run away from me too?
He walked around his complex, and he didn't see her at all. He was growing worried, almost given up and hoped she would come back when she felt like it, and walked back to his own apartment in defeat when he thought he saw someone that looked like Hannah across the street at the frat party.
"She wouldn't," he growled to himself, watching the partiers. He realized who he saw wasn't Hannah, but that still didn't get rid of the horrible feeling he currently had.
He swallowed, then worked up the courage to actually go across the street and into the party. He could be wild at times himself, and a lot of the people probably knew him or would recognize him, but he usually avoided frat parties as a whole. They were generally full of jocks that didn't take kindly to fags. Or they abused drunken fags. Either way, not a good environment for his kind at a party, assuming they knew. And if they didn't and he got liquored up enough, they'd know pretty quick.
Not everyone at Frat parties were horrible, of course. But when these things got devolved into drinking contests, it went to mob mentality fairly quickly, and it seemed like they all hated fags.
As he walked through the scores of people, some cat-called, some complimented him on his last soccer game, others said some version of 'fancy meeting you here'.
Most offered him drinks, but Jade wasn't concerned with them.
The longer he stayed here, the more certain he was sure Hannah was in this group, even though he didn't want to believe it.
Oh, how disgusting parties seemed on the outside looking in. This was not a scene he wanted to remember or re-enact for quite some time, if ever again at all.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah was beginning her fourth beer when Jade arrived at the party, although she was still using the original red cup given to her. The tall girl, Melissa, had her arm looped through Hannah's as they wandered around the party. Somewhat knowing at least one person made Hannah feel a false sense of security.
"So.. wait. you're visiting who here?" Melissa slurred. They were at the tap, refilling Melissa's beer for the seventh time.
"Jade. Down the street," Hannah less than enthusiastically answered.
"What's he look like? C'moooon. Is he cute?"
Hannah sighed, "Tall, brown hair, green eyes.. do we really have to talk about it?"
"I know him!" Melissa cried, "Yeah.. he's not bad lookin'. Taken though, shame."
Hannah took a deep sip of her beer to avoid saying anything. 'That's why he didn't want to do anything with you, you dumb bitch.' She scolded herself mentally. The alcohol was hitting her pretty quickly - according to Melissa she was a 'three beer queer'. Hannah didn't bother to explain that she hasn't had any sort of alcohol in four years. Melissa slurred something that Hannah didn't catch. "Huh?"
"I said.. I think I see him. He looks like he's looking for someone," Melissa was looking somewhat in Jade's direction, "S'hard to tell though."
Hannah pulled Melissa away from the tap, and from Jade, "C'mon, lets go find a game of beer pong or something. Anything." 'Anything to get away from him right now..'
"Yay! I love beer pong!"
Hannah was glad that Melissa was easily distracted.
"So.. wait. you're visiting who here?" Melissa slurred. They were at the tap, refilling Melissa's beer for the seventh time.
"Jade. Down the street," Hannah less than enthusiastically answered.
"What's he look like? C'moooon. Is he cute?"
Hannah sighed, "Tall, brown hair, green eyes.. do we really have to talk about it?"
"I know him!" Melissa cried, "Yeah.. he's not bad lookin'. Taken though, shame."
Hannah took a deep sip of her beer to avoid saying anything. 'That's why he didn't want to do anything with you, you dumb bitch.' She scolded herself mentally. The alcohol was hitting her pretty quickly - according to Melissa she was a 'three beer queer'. Hannah didn't bother to explain that she hasn't had any sort of alcohol in four years. Melissa slurred something that Hannah didn't catch. "Huh?"
"I said.. I think I see him. He looks like he's looking for someone," Melissa was looking somewhat in Jade's direction, "S'hard to tell though."
Hannah pulled Melissa away from the tap, and from Jade, "C'mon, lets go find a game of beer pong or something. Anything." 'Anything to get away from him right now..'
"Yay! I love beer pong!"
Hannah was glad that Melissa was easily distracted.
Jade pushed by yet another guy telling him to drink something when he thought he caught a glimpse of Hannah's pink beanie. He tried to push through a crowd of people watching someone do body shots when someone grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.
"Jaaaaade!" It was a Cory, a huge smile on his face, obviously already plastered.
"CORY?!?" Jade shouted, completely baffled.
"That's weird of you to be here! I thought you didn't like Frathouse parties? How's the girlfriend!"
"Cory, I really can't talk right now, I'm not here to party, I gotta--"
"Shut up!" Cory played, kissing Jaden on the lips and hugging him tight.
Jaden pulled away, wiping his face. "Jesus christ, Cor, how much did you drink?! Lay off!"
This was no time to be pulling that type of shit.
"Ooooooo!" Some girl let out, pulling her friend by the shoulder.
"Yaoi~~!"
Jade grimaced.
Japanese majors.
Cory tried to sneak in another kiss. "Oh Kaman, J, you've left me hanging all weekend. I know you want it too..."
Jaden growled, shoving Cory away from himself. "Not now, man!"
He was finally able to get away, and jogged toward where he saw Hannah last. He stopped, looked again, and there she was near the beer pong tables.
He dashed forward once more.
"Hannah!"
"Jaaaaade!" It was a Cory, a huge smile on his face, obviously already plastered.
"CORY?!?" Jade shouted, completely baffled.
"That's weird of you to be here! I thought you didn't like Frathouse parties? How's the girlfriend!"
"Cory, I really can't talk right now, I'm not here to party, I gotta--"
"Shut up!" Cory played, kissing Jaden on the lips and hugging him tight.
Jaden pulled away, wiping his face. "Jesus christ, Cor, how much did you drink?! Lay off!"
This was no time to be pulling that type of shit.
"Ooooooo!" Some girl let out, pulling her friend by the shoulder.
"Yaoi~~!"
Jade grimaced.
Japanese majors.
Cory tried to sneak in another kiss. "Oh Kaman, J, you've left me hanging all weekend. I know you want it too..."
Jaden growled, shoving Cory away from himself. "Not now, man!"
He was finally able to get away, and jogged toward where he saw Hannah last. He stopped, looked again, and there she was near the beer pong tables.
He dashed forward once more.
"Hannah!"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah glanced over when Jade yelled Cory's name, catching them in the crowd. So that was the Cory that Jade refused to introduce Hannah to. All she could see was flashes of their faces in between people's heads, talking to each other.
And then the crowd parted just enough for Hannah to see Cory kiss Jade square on the lips.
"Ooooooo!"
"Yaoi~~!"
Hannah stopped breathing for a moment, her feet frozen to the floor. Jade was.. is.. Jade, who ignored his entire hometown, who fooled around with her before, who was getting turned on by her actions as far as she could tell, was taken by.. a boy?
Her mind registered that Jade was running in her direction, calling her name.
"Hannah!" Jade caught up to her finally after dashing over, "I found you.."
Jade was met with a cup's worth of cold beer to the face.
And then the crowd parted just enough for Hannah to see Cory kiss Jade square on the lips.
"Ooooooo!"
"Yaoi~~!"
Hannah stopped breathing for a moment, her feet frozen to the floor. Jade was.. is.. Jade, who ignored his entire hometown, who fooled around with her before, who was getting turned on by her actions as far as she could tell, was taken by.. a boy?
Her mind registered that Jade was running in her direction, calling her name.
"Hannah!" Jade caught up to her finally after dashing over, "I found you.."
Jade was met with a cup's worth of cold beer to the face.
Jaden caught up to Hannah and was immediately greeted by a cup of beer splashed in his face. He turned away, gasping, shaking his head and wiping the liquid from his eyes as best he could.
"What's your problem??" He shouted at her, immediately ignoring everything else and grabbed her hand, running off with her away from everything and everyone else.
He had to separate her from the rest of the crowd.
"Whoo! Yeah! Jaden's gonna get a GIRL tonight!" Some obnoxious jerk hollered. Jaden simply snarled in reply, pulling Hannah behind some building, away from the party.
"What's your problem??" He shouted at her, immediately ignoring everything else and grabbed her hand, running off with her away from everything and everyone else.
He had to separate her from the rest of the crowd.
"Whoo! Yeah! Jaden's gonna get a GIRL tonight!" Some obnoxious jerk hollered. Jaden simply snarled in reply, pulling Hannah behind some building, away from the party.
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah opened her mouth to retaliate, but was jerked away by Jade. She waited until he had pulled them behind the building to continue.
"What's MY problem? I'm not the one lying about the fact I had a BOYFRIEND. You could have said that before we did anything dumb-ass!" She crossed her arms and glared at him.
She looked away from him, back towards the party. "Was that your big stupid secret?"
"I bet Cory doesn't even know where your hand has been," she added with a snark, turning back to him with the same glare.
"What's MY problem? I'm not the one lying about the fact I had a BOYFRIEND. You could have said that before we did anything dumb-ass!" She crossed her arms and glared at him.
She looked away from him, back towards the party. "Was that your big stupid secret?"
"I bet Cory doesn't even know where your hand has been," she added with a snark, turning back to him with the same glare.
Jade glared at her. He ignored the 'secret' part and went straight for her attack on Cory.
"I did it for YOU, Hannah!" He shouted at her. He was tired.
He had feelings too.
"You're the one who wanted it! I said no, but you still wanted it anyway! I'm sorry I care about you! I'm SORRY I can't read your mind and make you feel better in the most perfect way you want! I was just trying to make it so you wouldn't kill yourself!"
He threw his hands down in fists, wanting to hit something, but administering enough self-control to not indulge himself.
"The world doesn't revolve around you, Hannah! I gave up my weekend for you, I was willing to give up more to make you feel better, but if you're going to keep treating me like shit when I am TRYING, go back to your parents!"
"I did it for YOU, Hannah!" He shouted at her. He was tired.
He had feelings too.
"You're the one who wanted it! I said no, but you still wanted it anyway! I'm sorry I care about you! I'm SORRY I can't read your mind and make you feel better in the most perfect way you want! I was just trying to make it so you wouldn't kill yourself!"
He threw his hands down in fists, wanting to hit something, but administering enough self-control to not indulge himself.
"The world doesn't revolve around you, Hannah! I gave up my weekend for you, I was willing to give up more to make you feel better, but if you're going to keep treating me like shit when I am TRYING, go back to your parents!"
D e l i r i o u s wrote: I did it for YOU, Hannah!
Hannah listened to his well-deserved tirade on her, how everything he's done was because he cared about her. She remembered when they were younger, and how he would protect her from his friends and other people who made fun of her for being small or quiet.
She watched his hands ball into fists, fully anticipating his punch. Instead, just more yelling. She bit on her tongue, trying not to cry. A copper taste hit her taste buds, she bit too hard.
Waiting until he was done speaking, Hannah looked back to his face. "Did you ever think that maybe I just came to say good bye? I realized that now, it's why I've been so shitty."
She looked down; Hannah didn't want to see his eyes for this. "I would leave here, like I left home. And I would kill myself, but succeed this time. I was thinking about finding a bridge," her voice lightened up, "I always wanted to fly."
Her eyes met his again, "You can go back inside, go back to Cory and forget I was even here. Tell Sam I went home or something."
Hannah listened to his well-deserved tirade on her, how everything he's done was because he cared about her. She remembered when they were younger, and how he would protect her from his friends and other people who made fun of her for being small or quiet.
She watched his hands ball into fists, fully anticipating his punch. Instead, just more yelling. She bit on her tongue, trying not to cry. A copper taste hit her taste buds, she bit too hard.
Waiting until he was done speaking, Hannah looked back to his face. "Did you ever think that maybe I just came to say good bye? I realized that now, it's why I've been so shitty."
She looked down; Hannah didn't want to see his eyes for this. "I would leave here, like I left home. And I would kill myself, but succeed this time. I was thinking about finding a bridge," her voice lightened up, "I always wanted to fly."
Her eyes met his again, "You can go back inside, go back to Cory and forget I was even here. Tell Sam I went home or something."
Jaden took a deep breath, then expelled it all through his nose.
"No. No, we're not going through this. You're not doing this."
He grabbed her arm and dragged her back to his apartment. He opened it, dragged Hannah inside, then slammed the door shut, the walls practically shaking. He went to the linen closet, and chucked her in there, closing the door and leaning against it so she couldn't get out.
Towels and shelves. Seemed safe enough. Who could kill themselves with a towel.
He grabbed his phone and dialed Sam.
"Hey. You better not be at some damn party."
"No," Sam said on the other end. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"She ran off into the frathouse, and now she wants to kill herself." He left the whole being found out thing out. She didn't need to know. Hopefully Hannah was drunk and wouldn't remember.
Hopefully.
If God existed.
"I locked her in the closet but I am about THIS fucking close to calling a hotline Sam. You better have something GOOD on your sleeve because I can't deal with this."
"No. No, we're not going through this. You're not doing this."
He grabbed her arm and dragged her back to his apartment. He opened it, dragged Hannah inside, then slammed the door shut, the walls practically shaking. He went to the linen closet, and chucked her in there, closing the door and leaning against it so she couldn't get out.
Towels and shelves. Seemed safe enough. Who could kill themselves with a towel.
He grabbed his phone and dialed Sam.
"Hey. You better not be at some damn party."
"No," Sam said on the other end. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"She ran off into the frathouse, and now she wants to kill herself." He left the whole being found out thing out. She didn't need to know. Hopefully Hannah was drunk and wouldn't remember.
Hopefully.
If God existed.
"I locked her in the closet but I am about THIS fucking close to calling a hotline Sam. You better have something GOOD on your sleeve because I can't deal with this."
D e l i r i o u s wrote: Hannah protested as Jade dragged her back to his apartment. Even more so when he shoved her into the closet.
"Hey! What the fuck? You can't just put people in closets!" She looked around her, nothing but shelves and towels. "Let me out of here! Jade!"
She shook the doors, letting up when he dialed Sam. 'Ughhhhh..''
"Jaaaaade. I will sit on the couch until she gets here, I swear. I don't even have room to sit down in here!"
---
Sam was in her room when Jade called her frantically. "You locked her in the closet?! Alright, alright. I'll be right over."
Two times in one day?
There was more to this girl than Sam first thought.
She grabbed her car keys and drove over. Locking the car, she stuck the keys in her pockets and rushed into the apartment, since Jade left the door unlocked. She could hear Hannah yelling from inside.
"Sheesh, I leave you two alone and this happens?" Sam hadn't meant it as a joke.
"Hey! What the fuck? You can't just put people in closets!" She looked around her, nothing but shelves and towels. "Let me out of here! Jade!"
She shook the doors, letting up when he dialed Sam. 'Ughhhhh..''
"Jaaaaade. I will sit on the couch until she gets here, I swear. I don't even have room to sit down in here!"
---
Sam was in her room when Jade called her frantically. "You locked her in the closet?! Alright, alright. I'll be right over."
Two times in one day?
There was more to this girl than Sam first thought.
She grabbed her car keys and drove over. Locking the car, she stuck the keys in her pockets and rushed into the apartment, since Jade left the door unlocked. She could hear Hannah yelling from inside.
"Sheesh, I leave you two alone and this happens?" Sam hadn't meant it as a joke.
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