Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious
AN: This story took a completely different turn as I wrote it and is not even close to the original plot idea. Super short Jade/Tori oneshot.
A Decision
"Look maybe you should just forget about Beck," I said. This drama was all becoming too much. Her face fell as she broke before my eyes. She grabbed my hand tugging me into the closest janitor's closet. She briefly looked around making sure no one else was in the room. Although it seemed like an odd thing to do. Who would be sitting in a janitor's closet? But then again, this is Hollywood Arts and I've learned to expect the unexpected here. Jade turned back to me, her eyes brimming with tears. She looked broken, and it hurt me to see.
"How can Beck not want me back? I'm so cool and hot! I've got it all!" she asked while I internally agreed with her.
"I don't know Jade. But you're right – Beck is making a mistake," I said quietly. If you had told me that when I started going to Hollywood Arts I would've started crushing on Jade – I would've told you you needed psychological help. But the longer time I spent here, the more intrigued by the goth girl I became. It wasn't like I was a masochist. I knew the girl didn't like me, she had made it painstakingly obvious with her daily insults. But somewhere down deep, I knew Jade could be good. Like when she helped me clean up at detention – I had thought we were getting closer then.
She was just a mystery. Sometimes beneath her insults or snide remarks I could see a glimpse of humanity. I knew she didn't mean what she said and despite the stinging, I found myself feeling sympathetic. Her sarcasm and cynical wit made me chuckle despite myself and of course Jade was beautiful. I'd have to be blind to not notice that she could look into a person with her eyes. Her style was brilliant and totally unique to herself. She was truly her own person and it might have been that quality that really attracted me to her.
"No he's not, I'm horrible to people. I was horrible to Beck and he was the only one who would tolerate me and now I've pushed him away too!" Jade said as a tear leaked from her eye. It broke my heart to see someone so strong and independent look so fragile. I did something possibly stupid. I reached out and pulled the goth girl into a hug relishing in the feel of her warm, soft body against mine. She tensed up but relaxed after a moment. In that moment when Jade let down all defenses for me it was like I was seeing the real her. We were just us in that moment – Jade and Tori. While we may not be friends I knew that our relationship had irrevocably changed. I may still of had lustful feelings for Jade but I also knew that deep down she cared deeply cared for Beck – despite her not showing it too well. And I knew he cared for her. And right now that's what mattered.
So my next move was to help Jade. So maybe one day in the future we can have a stronger bond than the fragile and confusing one now. I knew Jade and I would never be more than friends and I accepted that. But I knew eventually I would want us to be friends.
And that's why I decided to help her get Beck back.