A/N: Music seems to inspire me (x
I was listening to Miranda Cosgroves' All Kinds of Wrong and well... Here we are.
Hope you enjoy!
I do not own Victorious ]:
The sound of a shattering cup caused the pale girl to grind her teeth together in a rage. "Crap!" she shouted in the middle of the empty kitchen. Lately everything seemed easily infuriate the dark haired girl.
A curious brown eyed girl walked into the room to see what all the commotion was about. She gave a smug smile as she observed the Goth as she bent down to clean up the pieces of broken glass. "Someone seems to be in a bad mood today."
The pale girl looked up with a glare. "Can it, Valentine! Damn cup tried to attack me," she growled.
The red head raised a questioning brow. "Did it try to attack you like the two dinner plates? Or like the mirror in your bathroom? Hmm maybe that living room wall did give you a menacing look." Cat smiled, "Oh kind of like that one." She pointed at the Goth's scowl.
Jade stood up and threw away the collected pieces. She ignored the girl's comments and washed her hands, trying not to wince at the small cuts from the glass.
Cat rolled her eyes and walked over to the girl. "How long are you going to keep this act up, Jade?" She sighed.
The Goth kept her gaze fixed on her hands. "Don't know what you mean." She shut off the water and dried her hands.
The small red head rolled her eyes once again. She seemed to be doing that lately. "It's been a month you thick skulled girl!" Cat was angry now. She turned the taller girl around and held her shoulders. "No one is buying your stupid act. Quit being such a stubborn bitch and get yourself together!"
Jade flinched at the girl's words. It wasn't like Cat to use such foul language. She sighed shrugging off the small hands off her and walked past the girl. "I didn't do anything wrong, Cat. It's better this way." She said walking into the living room.
"The hell it is, Jade! You love her! Why is it so hard to accept that?" The small girl shouted following behind.
Jade stopped in her tracks to face the girl. "I don't love her, okay? The sooner you get that through your thick skull the sooner we can all go back to being happy," she shouted.
Cat stared without flinching. She looked at the pale girl with pitiful eyes. She knew very well the girl was lying. It was obvious how she felt through her behavior. "I don't know who you're trying to convince here, but I know that the only person in this room who needs to face the facts is you." She grabbed her backpack off the couch and shook her head. "You love her, Jade. Don't be stupid. Don't lose her now." She sighed.
"I never had her," Jade whispered. "It's better this way."
Cat gave a sad smile. "You're not the one who gets the calls in the middle of the night. You're not the one who has to be constantly telling her it going to get better. You're not the one who has to hold her while she cries because she can't take it anymore. You're not the one that has to watch her fake a smile, Jade!" Cat lost her patience. It had been month. A very long painful month since the young Vega and the raven haired girl had broken up.
"Damn it Jade! Quit being such a selfish bitch! This isn't just about you! It's about-"
"Don't," Jade whispered. "Don't say that name."
The red head furrowed her brows. "Don't? Well I'm sorry, but this isn't about you, it's about Tori! You know, the girl you love but refuse to accept!" Cat sighed angrily. "I thought I knew you better than that, Jade. You've let this go on long enough. Be fair to her. You can't avoid her for the rest of your life. We go to school together for crying out loud."
Jade snapped. "You don't fucking get it, Cat! It's not that simple! I'm not good for her!"
"That's for her to decide!" Cat argued back.
"No! It's not. I'm only going to hurt her. And she'll hurt me, too!" The words were out before the Goth could stop them. She buried her face in the palm of her hands and sat down on the couch.
Cat's eyes grew soft. "Is that what this is about?" She sat beside the now crying girl, lightly rubbing her back. "You're so stupid, Jade," Cat whispered. "She loves you and you know that. You know she won't hurt you. Just talk to her."
The raven haired girl shook her head and wiped away the tears. "I'm afraid I just can't take that chance, Cat."
Cat rose furiously. "Fine, Jade! Be that way, but don't come running to me when it's too late. You can only push a person away for so long." With that said the small red head stormed out of the dark haired girl's room, leaving the stunned pale girl alone.
Jade kicked the wooden coffee table, causing it to fall over after she heard the front door slam shut. "Fuck!" she cried out realizing the table had stacks of papers on it. She bent down to pick up the pieces of paper and other items the table had on it. She froze as her fingers hovered over a picture of the chocolate brown eyed girl. She looked so beautiful and had one of the biggest grins on, behind her stood the pale girl with her chin over the tanned shoulder and her arms around the small waist. It had been taken on one of their trips to the beach.
Jade fell back staring at the picture. It seemed like forever since she had seen a genuine smile of -the half-Latina. Since the break-up the Goth had been avoiding the girl like a plague. They only interacted in the small occasional activities Sikowitz had them participate in class. Even during those times, the pale girl could see the pained expression in the brown eyes and half-hearted smile.
Jade stood and placed the picture inside her drawer. Damn her arrogant pride. The young Vega had put her heart out in the open only to have it stepped on. They had been dating for almost six months when the half-Latina decided to tell her the three words the Goth feared so much. Once the girl said them reality hit the dark haired girl and she did the first thing she could think to do. She ran away. It didn't take long for everything to go downhill from that point. The next day the two girls argued endlessly and eventually called it quits.
"I'm sorry, Tori," Jade whispered to herself before closing the drawer. "I just can't love you. It's wrong. I'm not good for you." She watched as a tear drop fell on the once happy brunette and shut the drawer.
Kinda short, I know.
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I'm working on a couple of one shots (;