12 Sessions with Caterina Valentine
Digidestend Angel and Nathaniel
Summary: A therapist named Patty Fallon has permission from Cat's family to publish a book about every word Cat told her through the 12 last sessions before the day Cat killed herself. And it may just be more than the gang can handle.
I do NOT own Victorious
Enjoy!
6 Months Later…
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"But You Still Have All Of Me…" –Evanescence
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"Guys, there is something I need to talk about." 17 year old Cat Valentine said out loud as Jade West and Tori Vega were once again arguing over something totally stupid and unorthodox. "Guys?"
"Now is definitely not a good time, Cat." Beck Oliver said, rolling his eyes at his ex-girlfriend's wrath on the defensive Latina. "Can you two idiots give it a rest?"
"You do you think you are calling me an idiot?" Jade snapped towards his way.
"The name's Beck, that's who I am, thanks." Beck said as he smirked at her.
"You people give me a bigger rash than normal." Jade growled as she stood up from the table and grabbed her bag.
Robbie Shipero's eyes widened. "Where's the rash, huh?"
Rex, the stupid looking puppet, nodded. "Show us, baby!"
Andre Harris gave them both weird looks. "You guys have nasty minds."
Jade rolled her eyes and walked away.
Cat's heart pounded as she stood up quickly, not picking up her backpack or lunch, and ran after her best friend of a few years. The rest of the gang were confused on why Cat left in such a hurry.
"Jade!" Cat called out.
Jade stopped and turned around, letting Cat catch her breath. "What?" She asked sharply, still pissed about the situation at the lunch table.
Cat flinched, but didn't move. She fiddled with her fingers. "Um, well, I need someone to talk to write now."
"I'm not in the mood to play nice right now, Cat." Jade adjusted her bag on her shoulder. "Go talk to Vega. Since she's so sweet and perfect, you know?" She added with venom.
"But Jade, you'd understand!" Cat said, getting tears.
Jade sighed. "Don't use the tear act on me. You know that never works. Not today, Cat. Call me later and maybe I'll be in the mood to talk."
Cat gave her a little smile. "You promise you'll answer?"
Jade raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "Sure."
18 year old, Jade West, stood with her arms folded, leaning against a stone wall in her thoughts. "She called that night, but I never answered…" She mumbled quietly, getting tears.
"What'd you say, Jade?" She heard Andre Harris ask, who was standing close to her.
Jade clenched her fist. "Nothing." She growled out, making Andre shut up. "When are they going to open?" She snapped, hiding the wall.
Tori Vega rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "It's 6:56, and they open at 7, so chill out." She saw Beck Oliver peek through the glass doors to see if there was any sign of life. "Didn't you hear what I just said, Beck?"
Beck sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Yes, I heard you, but I'm anxious too."
"Why do you care?" Jade glared to him. "You and Cat were NEVER close. You never gave a crap about her. So why are you here waiting with us?"
"Who do you think you are saying those things to me?" Beck snarled at her, losing his cool he's usually hidden behind. "Go to hell!"
Jade looked away. "I'm already there, don't worry. I've been there since the day Cat died."
Everyone flinched at the last sentence.
"Don't say that, please." Tori asked in a fragile tone. Jade snapped her head towards the other brunette with a questioning look. "It's still a sensitive subject."
"I don't give a care." Jade growled. Before Tori could snap back, the double glass doors unlocked and opened. "About freaking time!" She said as she pushed her friends out of the way harshly and went inside. "What took you people so long?" She snapped at the worker.
The employee blinked. "It's 7am, on the dot. We're not late."
"Today's a very important day for us, sir." Andre came in after Jade, hoping to calm the situation down. Jade stood down and let him talk. "There's a new book that came in overnight and a bunch copies should've been saved."
"Names, name of the book, and how many a person?" The guy said, checking his records on the computer.
"My name is Andre Harris. I pre-ordered the book that just came out today by Patty Fallon. It's called "12 Sessions with Caterina". My family ordered 3 copies." Andre said in a serious tone, wanting nothing more than to hold the book in his hands. He ordered a copy for himself, but his grandmother and parents ordered one for themselves as well.
"Okay." The guy nodded. "Next."
Tori raised her hand a little. "Tori Vega. My family ordered 3 copies. My teacher also ordered one and he wanted me to pick it up for him. It's under Sikowitz and he just has one copy. It's the same book as him." She motioned to Andre.
"Got it. Next."
Beck cleared his throat, to attempt to control his emotions, since he was still angry with Jade about her evil words that were currently haunting his mind. "It's under Beck Oliver. We ordered 7 copies. It's the same book by Patty Fallon." Even some of Beck's extended family requested he get them a copy as well, hence why he was getting so many.
"Alright, you're-"
"Just hurry up!" Jade snapped loudly. "I'm Jade West. I have one copy of Fallon's book because I don't give a crap about who else would want one. Just take my money and give me the book that is a memoir about my best friend in the whole world, who committed suicide 6 months, 1 week, and 2 days ago!" Some tears slipped out as she took out her wallet and laid down 3o dollars on the counter. "Keep the change." She growled as the employee scrambled to cut open a box and pulled out a hardcover book that cost 24.99. Jade snatched the book from him and took it out of its bubble wrap and softly gasped at the cover.
It was a 6inx8in book with a paper cover over the book. On the front was a picture of her best friend, Cat Valentine. It looked to be a picture that was taken for "prome" their junior year, with her pale peach colored dress and her long, curled hair was flowing, and she seemed to be glowing in the picture. In cursive letters, seemed to be engraves on the cover, read "12 Sessions With Caterina" in pink font, while on the bottom was a smaller size of the same font and color that read "Patty Fallon". Jade turned the book around and read the back summary.
A person can make many mistakes in their career, no matter how professional or confident they are at it. I, a therapist for over 30 years, took advantage of my grand title sometimes.
One appointment changed everything for me.
On November 4th, 2011 at approximately 4:30 in the afternoon, a red-velvet haired high school senior came into my office with a sweet as sugar smile and an adorable pink, laced dress that just flowed on her figure. I thought of nothing about her, until I saw her again and again. Soon one appointment turned into 12 before I received a phone call one morning that Caterina Valentine had committed suicide because I gave up on her too, like everyone else had.
With Caterina's parents giving me their blessing to write this true story, I am using all the notes and quotes I wrote down through my sessions with Caterina Valentine and writing this book to show that you can never judge a book by it's cover, and to treat each other like tomorrow was their last day.
Unlike how we all treated Miss Valentine.
"You alright there, Jade?"
Jade's head snapped up at the sound of Beck's voice and quickly wiped her tears away after putting the book gently into her bag. "Shut up." She said simply as she walked out of the store and to her truck. She jumped in and burst into tears, taking the book out of her bag again and holding it close to her chest, rocking back and forth.
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"She Tried Calling the Number I Gave Her…" –Lesley Roy
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I'm just going to say this once as well. I do not own the lyrics I'll be using of Lesley Roy and Evanescence. With Lesley Roy's lyrics, though, I'm tweeking them a bit, so instead of "him" in the song, I'm making it "her".
Hope you guys like it, if not, give it a few chapters, huh?
Please review
-Digidestend Angel-
Next Chapter: November 4th - Session 1
