A/N: This is something that came to me whilst listening to Make It Stop. It's probably something that I hold very close to my heart so I hope you enjoy it.

What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?
What God could?

The halls of Hollywood Arts were filled with silence, even though they were filled with people. It wasn't surprising that the news spread like wild fire. 'A girl attempted to take her own life' wasn't something that was usually in the Hollywood Arts gossip forecast. Jade West, they all said, tried to hang herself! Jade West, they all said, jumped in front of a bus! It was all very much like chinese whispers – everything got intertwined and no one knew the truth. Everyone except Tori Vega.

Jade hated dances. She despised the idea of being stuck with people she disliked, dressing in stupid clothes and dancing to shit music. But she promised someone that she'd give it a shot, so tonight she was due to attend her first Hollywood Art's dance. She spent days looking through stores, searching for something that screamed 'Yes I'm Jade West and yes I will still rip your head off' and 'Wow this is a dance appropriate outfit'. There was only two hours left of school, meaning she only had screenplay writing left. It wasn't her most favourite classes, but it was more tolerable than the others. Before heading to class, Jade went over to her locker to retrieve her books. A pink piece of paper fell out and Jade immediately knew who it was from. The handwriting was all too familiar.

Meet me before last period?

xx

The girl smiled to herself, biting her lower lip before closing her locker door and heading to the well-known janitors closet. Jade surveyed the area, glad majority of people were still eating lunch, and entered the petite room. Jade dropped her bag to the floor before searching for the girl in the dark. A light laugh filled the small space before the other girl pulled Jade towards her, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. Jade smiled into the kiss, her hands resting on the small of the girls back. The girl was Tori Vega, someone Jade had fell for almost immediately. Tori was only recently new to the school, arriving about four months ago, but Jade made it her mission to get under this girls skin. And it worked. The pair were inseparable almost, apart from Jade's crippling fear of her own sexuality. But, with many hours dedicated, Tori managed to get Jade to agree to 'come out' with her at Hollywood Art's annual dance party.

Tori was very self spoken, someone who was able to really stand up for herself and be proud of who she was. Although people at Hollywood Arts didn't know her as 'the new gay girl', they still knew the talent she possess and how proud she was of it. And even though Jade's demeanour displayed her as some tough chick who wouldn't take anyones shit, she was still afraid of truly being herself. Tori helped her come out of that tough shell, hence why Jade agreed she would publicly show that she was as gay as a unicorn and in love. Jade pulled back and breathed in the latinas scent. "I can't believe you talked me into this whole dance crap.." Tori rolled her eyes. "You've been saying that all week but after it's done, it'll be great. No more sneaking around or being in a janitors closet just to kiss.. or you know.." Jade laughed, a bit of blush sneaking up her neck. "I suppose you'll be able to see my bedroom later, huh?" They returned to kissing before hearing the school bell. Jade pulled away, pouting her lip. "I'll pick you up from your house at 6, deal?" She couldn't believe that she would finally agree on this but.. "Yes," Jade said, placing a kiss on Tori's forehead. "I won't flake either, cause I know that's what you're thinking." She picked her bag up and exited the closet. Silently she laughed to herself, knowing that she'd really be leaving the suffocating closet later.

She looked in the mirror and breathed in slowly, trying to calm her nerves. Everything was complete – hair, makeup, dress, shoes and jewellery. The latina kept it simple and classy, hoping Jade wouldn't feel too out of place with her clothing choice. Tori grabbed her phone from her dresser table to text Jade.

Hey, just finished getting ready. Will be there in 10. Can't wait! X

Her stomach did flips and her throat filled with butterflies. Just thinking about tonight made Tori's heart sink to the floor. Jade's house wasn't that far from Tori's to be honest, but because she got ready early she decided to stop at a drive thru and pick the two up some burgers. "Hey can I just get two regular cheese burgers.." She placed the order and drove to the next window, waiting for the meal. Checking her phone, Tori was surprised there was no reply. She frowned, shooting her another text.

Just incase you're still getting ready or something I've picked us up some burgers :-) Be there soon x

What felt like years, she finally pulled up in front of Jade's house. It was small, probably average compared to Tori's house, but she loved it anyway. Tori noticed the lack of lights on inside the house and became concerned. She got out of her car, walked up to the front door and knocked. There was no answer. The only other option was to call her mobile, which went straight to voicemail.

Hi it's Jade. Leave or message or don't... whatever, I don't care. Beep

Uh, Jade.. I'm at your house and I'm kinda freaking out here. Please tell me you didn't flake on me. If you totally forgot I was picking you up.. that's fine, I guess..-

A smash. Broken glass, Tori thought. She hit hard on the door with her palm. "Jade? I know you're in there so let me in!" Another smash. Then silence.

Sometimes we can't find a way to make it better
No matter how hard we try

She was an angel lying on the bathroom floor
She couldn't take it anymore
It was just too hard to breathe

Jade had read places that before you die, your entire life flashed before your eyes. She hadn't lived much, she cowered a lot.. hid who she was. What kind of life was that? To Jade, it was worthless. Who wants a life of complete solitude? Who wants to live, loving someone, and knowing that could destroy everything? Who wants to be seen as some kind of freak show? Definitely not Jade. There was no white light, no massive epiphany that she wasn't ready to die. So what was this big deal? No revelation? How fucking dumb was that. So you got born, you lived and then you get booted off? That was a sick game god played. You made friendships, relationships.. had experiences.. all for what? Jade didn't wake up wanting to die. In fact, she was looking forward to a lot. It just happened, like a split second decision. I'm going to kill myself. Tacky and ironic but that was plain and simple. Death was Jade's choice and she welcomed it with open arms.

Before what Jade explained as the 'white silence', an angel held her. An angel with brown hair, one that kept repeating "You'll be fine, you'll be fine." And Jade knew she would be. She wouldn't have to face her shit life anymore. No more would she hide in solitude. It'd all be up and up from here on in. Life was suffocating, death was exhilarating and the angel kept her calm. It was silence where Jade accepted her life for what it was. It was the silence where she found comfort. After a while, the angel started to fade. So just like that, Jade let go.