Chapter 1: The Beginning

You all know the story of me and Beck, right? You know all about the constant fighting, the constant back and forth and all that. But hey, I do have my reasons. I don't know if you can tell, but I'm really, what's the word, um...insecure? Yeah, that's it. You see Beck's really hot. All the girls wanna date him. When you have a boyfriend like that, you tend to get kind of...jealous. I mean, wouldn't you be jealous if all these girls are on your boyfriend's dick? Yeah, I know you would, but that's not what I wanna talk about right now. Tori. Tori Vega. That's who I wanna talk about. You see, Tori Vega started going to Hollywood Arts almost two years ago and ever since I have been noticing things. At first I just didn't like her because, really, I don't like anyone. But then, I noticed the way she looked at Beck. Ok, so in my mind I was like, 'bitch, fuck off,' but then I noticed the way Beck looked at her! He looked at her with interest and of course I didn't like that, I mean, who would? That's when I started going hard on Tori and by that, I mean, making her life a living hell. I would call her names, and whenever she was around Beck and I, I'd give her signs that I didn't want her around, but Beck would always try to make her stay longer. Can you believe that? So I began to get mad at Beck. I would tell him straight up that I did not like the way he looked at Tori but he'd play it off and say he didn't look at her in anyway. I still didn't trust him.

For almost six months I would follow him around everywhere, the mall, the salon-he spends a lot of time at the salon-and pretty much anywhere he'd go, I'd go too. One day, I wasn't careful and he caught me. Of course we had a huge fight. He told me I needed to trust him and whatnot and I told him how could I trust him if he liked Tori. He kept telling me over and over that he didn't like Tori and that he loved me. It took a lot of talking, but he finally convinced me. I stopped stalking him. Boy do I regret it now. I still kept making Tori's life miserable because I knew for a fact that she liked Beck. Also, I'd be lying to you if I said it wasn't fun. Anyway, I'm gonna tell you exactly why I regret that I stopped following Beck around.

A couple weeks ago, I was sitting in my room cutting up an old picture of my parents back when they were still together. My phone rang and I picked it up. It was Beck and he sounded hysterical. I tried to calm him down to no avail.

"Babe, you're gonna hate me, but I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Jade", he was obviously under a lot of stress, so I played the good girlfriend and asked him what happened. I wondered what he was sorry about. It didn't sound good and of course it ended up being just that-not good.

"I-I-I cheated, baby I'm so sorry! I'm so fucking sorry! Please, forgive me!" I didn't really need to hear no more. I was fumed.

"Who's the slut?" I asked in a murderous tone. He was crying now. This was a first. Beck never showed any emotion. "Who's the fucking whore?" I asked again.

"I can't...I can't tell you! I'm so sorry Jade, please!"

"I said, who is it! Tell me now!" I was shouting now. Beck began to breathe heavily. He sighed.

"It was Tori..." He was going to say something else, but I did not let him.

"I can't believe you did that! You fucking bastard!" I yelled. All of a sudden my body got really hot and I felt as if I could literally feel my blood boiling inside me. Without any hesitation, I threw my phone as hard as I could at the wall. It shattered upon impact.

Next thing I knew, I was in the kitchen rumaging through the cabinets until I found what I was looking for, a 13-inch stainless steel kitchen knife. In my mind I was like. 'Oh yeah, Tori Vega would soon be dead!' I smiled coldly as I polished the knife with a dish towel. The next thing I knew, I was in my car heading straight towards the Vega residence.