Your relationship with Jade West was.. complicated. It had started as the occasional conversation in class. You became friends, having similar interests and mutual friends. And eventually, it spiraled into rushed making out in the janitor's closet, her scaring off any unfortunate person that dared to ask you out, and not becoming official because of her fear of being who she actually was. A girl that loves girls.

She preferred to keep you a secret, a piece of treasure for only her to enjoy. But it was hard when you were so beautiful and captivating, with so many other people wanting a taste. She had threatened so many innocent people, just simply for asking you on a date.

She knew she couldn't keep doing this. She had to make a choice. It was either you staying in her life or it was misery and hiding her identity. But she couldn't bare to do it. She couldn't be honest that she was in love with you beyond just physical touch and she couldn't out herself, she couldn't let people know something like that about her.

Yet here she was, kissing you in the janitor's closet, unaware of how sick you'd become of being her secret too.

"Come on." She complained raspily "Kiss me back. You're making this no fun." She groaned, annoyed, releasing you from your spot pinned up against the wall.