My first chapter, tell me what you think. Any questions?

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He was being used. And soon – it was obviously coming; he would be thrown away like the used tissue he was. It was only a matter of time before woke from his dream and was forced back into reality. He hoped he would return to reality. How sad was it that being used was the best thing that ever happened to him? Very - he realized.

Robbie wouldn't do it again, if he could. He wouldn't have accepted it if he had any idea it would hurt this bad. He was shaking as he waited on her to arrive and throw him away. It was going to be today, it had to be today. He had seen everything on Beck's slap page.

He took a break from his obsessive back and forth pacing to sit on the edge of his bed. His left leg shook restlessly as his mind thought of all the ways this was going to go down. Every scenario far worse than the one before it, and his mind refused to stop, and it had been like this for days. He hadn't been able to sleep because of it. "That girl is destroying you."

His eyes darted up to the mirror across from him. His reflection was talking to him. He gently shook his head. "No" He gently shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Making you insane… look at you."

That wasn't true. It wasn't her fault. There was something else wrong with him, had been for the last few months. Her… this… had just come at the wrong time.

He opened his eyes again when he heard his door open and instantly stood on his feet, his reflection normal again. She was wearing a black and green flannel shirt and jeans. How cruel… Then again maybe he was imagining things again; maybe the girl wasn't even standing in the middle of his bedroom. Maybe the relationship he thought he had was all imaginary, like a lot of things seemed to be lately. No. This – she, was not a hallucination, he wished it was but it wasn't. This tainted relationship had begun long before his 'issues' began.

He touched her though, to make certain she was real – a gently hand on her cheek. Jade hadn't responded well to his touch, no leaning into his hand, only a hard cold gaze. He removed his hand slowly and took a step back. A cackle he was sure he could only hear thundered throughout the room.

"I think it's time we ended this." Her gaze only softened a little. "I told you that this would end."

It's over… It's over… He would never kiss her again, hold her again, she was his first and his last. He couldn't get anyone else, he had no doubts. He had no chance of holding on to her anyway.

"Robbie," Her voice cut through his chaotic mind.

"Huh?" He gently shook his head clearing his thoughts.

Jade looked at him strangely. "Let's just forget any of this happened…" She trailed and her strange looked slipped to a frown. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine!" He gritted out anger suddenly burning his insides. Beck was probably waiting outside for her; she was recording this he bet, and was going to show it to all of Hollywood Arts. Then everyone would laugh at how big of a loser he was. "Get out!" He yelled suddenly throwing his hands up in the air he began pacing again. He fucking didn't need her.

Jade watched him for a long time, a little a taken back. He was mumbling to himself and twitching. She thought they had an understanding, she thought he wouldn't take it this hard. "Robbie…"

"Why are you still here?" He whirled around on her. "Do you want me to cry?" He asked suddenly. "I'm not going to for you can laugh at me!"

Robbie turned away from her, for his back was facing her. "Get out!" He yelled again. A few seconds went by but finally he heard his bedroom door close.

As the weeks went by, Robbie grew more fidgety and anxious. He avoided his family and friends, especially Jade. He would come to school with his hair unkempt, more than usual, and dark circles under his eyes.

Then one week he completely stopped going to school altogether. Then another week and another and then his parents found out. They walked in on a mess of a room. Pieces of puppet all about his room, glass all over the floor, random hand-drawn pictures that made no sense tapped over every inch of his room. His parents were intelligent enough to get him help.

He was diagnosed and hospitalized for Paranoid Schizophrenia.

Three months later

She was being used. Beck Oliver loves Tori Vega and only started dating her again because of Tori rejected him to preserve 'her' feelings. She had been relieved, happy, when Beck finally came around to his senses and stopped being angry at her.

He only got back with her because he couldn't have Tori. The thought made her sick and angry. It was always about Tori Vega!

How she found out about this interesting fact was in the worse way possible. Beck had been late; he was supposed to drive her home from school but he was taking forever to show up at his car. She had stormed back into school in search for him, only to find him alone in the black box theater, with who else then Tori Vega.

"Can you just listen to me, Tori?" Beck had said, his voice trembling. Jade had back out of the open door slowly, unnoticed and hid behind it.

"Beck…" Tori began but a loud sound vibrated like the girl had dropped a box of plates. "Oh man!"

"I'll help." Beck offered.

"You don't have to." Tori quickly said.

"When are you going to stop acting like this?" Beck had asked. "I'm dating Jade again… you don't have to worry anymore. I'm going to respect your decision. We can be friends again."

Jade had been privy to the near kiss between her boyfriend and Tori. That was the very day she hated Tori Vega a little less. She had heard that conversation and was well-aware it was Tori who had stopped it. It hadn't really crossed her mind when Beck wanted to 'try' again, but from that conversation on she began to notice things she was blind to before. The looks that are constantly shared between Beck and Tori, the way he's more happy and playful around Tori, the way he only smiles at Tori. She was felt like an idiot for not realizing it before.

She had no one to talk to about it and she was hesitant to call him out on it and began to feel it wasn't worth it. Everything was just becoming so exhausting to her. She couldn't talk to Cat about it for obvious reasons, her friend had been becoming better friends with Tori lately, she would likely talk to Tori about it and cause a whole new level to this problem. Her mom was busy off doing her own thing and her dad was a lost cause.

Now, she was sitting at lunch in-between Tori and Beck, feeling the tension between them. Why was she only noticing now? Her food went untouched before her, her appetite had decreased a lot lately along with her desire to try out for any plays.

She frowned when she realized Cat was talking to her.

"What?" She asked coming out of her thoughts.

Cat childishly pouted. "I asked you have you heard from Robbie?"

Oh yeah. The other thing she could feel awful about, because honestly she really did feel bad about the missing boy. She felt it was somehow her fault he had dropped off the face of the earth. Her selfishness had driven him away, she had hurt him. That night their 'fling' was broken off she could tell something was wrong with him. It was only supposed to be a fling, she told him that up front. It had begun by complete accident. It was after the award show and she was drunk and upset about the whole Beck and Tori thing and Robbie was there. A one night thing that turned into a secret almost every night thing, Robbie listened to her. Never judged, never tried to give her 'advice' if she hadn't asked for it. He never tried to make her a 'better' person. She had noticed he was falling in love with her, but had ignored it.

"Why would I have heard from him?" She angrily snapped and stood. Suddenly she couldn't handle it anymore. The lying that was going on to her face by her boyfriend who she cared a lot about, the guilt of breaking someone's heart, none of it – all of it. This was her Karma.

"I was only asking!" Cat called after her as she quickly stalked away.

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