Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious
She held the blade in her shaking hand. 'Do it… Don't do it… Go ahead… Stop this… Yes… No,' the voice in her head couldn't decide what to do.
'Your life is a mess… do it,' the voice argued. 'But what about Beck?' she tried to reason.
'Come on. You know very well that Beck is in love with that Tori girl.' The voice made a point. 'But… but…' she tried to argue, but she was tired of arguing. 'Just do it,' the voice made its final point. She put the blade to her wrist, and slowly ran it down. She felt relief as a thin line of dark red appeared…