EDIT: I changed some parts. c:

A/N : Hello, my sugar lemon rain drops. C:

Trype here. I don't write too often, obviously, so if you don't like amateur work, TURN BACK NOW! You're about to go into rough waters, my friend..

Anyway, when I uploaded this story I thought 'nothing special' then I looked and apparently it has 666 words! Now THAT is accidental bossness.

Well, nothing more to say, really. You can read this lovely piece of deceptive literature while I go take a bath in olive oil.

...What? I can't write stories when I'm all sweaty!

I don't own victorious. If I did, I'd probably be in jail for disturbing little children with inappropriate content.


Chapter One: Wrath: Shedding Innocent Blood

A thin frame was sitting on an old stool, peering through her bedroom window. Teal eyes were unfocused; glazed; and red- they seemed almost lifeless. The sun was making its descent, hiding itself behind the safety of the horizon. She watched the sunset silently, the only sound erupting from her frame was the occasional sniffle. Her hair cascaded in a raven myriad, elegant black waves dancing gracefully down her back. She let herself sigh and as she did so, it was as if her frame had deflated. Her strong shoulders slumped forward as they were completely unable to hold the emotional burden she was carrying right now. She thought about what she was feeling. She felt guilty.. upset.. there wasn't really a word to describe it. After glancing at it again, she realized how hard it must be, to be the sun. To please everybody, suspended in the blue expanse of the sky only to shed light upon earth. Not really required because it was wanted, but because it was needed. Then to crawl back down behind the horizon when it was tired, tail between it's legs. The sun could run from it's problems.. but why would it have problems? It was the sun. Everybody loved the sun. Too bad she wasn't anything like it. She sighed once again, the raspy breath escaping her lips as she watched the last of the suns rays disappear behind the horizon. Her teal eyes flickered upwards, analyzing her faint reflection in the glass of her window.

She was beautiful.

Too bad she didn't think so. Getting up from her spot, she made her way to her bathroom and examined herself in the mirror. She saw that she had raccoon eyes, her makeup had run. She saw her silver eyebrow piercing, her ocean-tinted hair extensions and her studded bracelets. She saw her black shirt, black pants, black boots. She smiled slightly despite herself. She was pretty damn predictable. Her gaze slowly followed the frames of her arms, pausing on the excess of bracelets she adorned on each. She knew that nobody questioned the bracelets, they were just her style. Nobody questioned WHY she wore them, and she was grateful for it.. she tentatively lifted one up.

Under that small expanse of porcelain skin alone, possibly four or five deep, maroon cuts were visible. Red lines that stuck out like a thumb were all over the small space and she cringed to see it. She knew it wasn't even a fraction of the damage, but she didn't want to depress herself any longer delving into her past scars. It hurt. It hurt that she had made him so sad, it hurt when he said he couldn't love her unless she stopped. It hurt when he said that every time he saw a scar, his heart broke inside. She told him she would stop.. but it was so hard. Her jaded eyes flitted down, gaze fixed upon her razor. She stared at the clean, silver surface and then to herself.

She was beautiful, everybody knew that.

Her mind flashed back to when he rejected her. He told her it wasn't her fault, but she knew better. He told her he had his eyes on someone else.. who? That remained a mystery. Her eyes focused outside to the sun that was scarcely visible, it's head just barely peeking out from the horizon. She stared at it for a little while. She wasn't like the sun, but she knew who was.

A flash of anger, hurt and guilt caused her to impulsively reach out, grabbing the razor. Her hand shook with rage as she brought it to her perfect white skin. She pushed down and slid it across her icey wrist. Blood was her art and this razor was her brush, and she drew. She drew for all she was worth, etching her emotions into scars that would last forever. Flowing from the blade was her sadness, her misery, her jealousy and her loneliness. It was all there and even though she knew she'd be nothing but a bloody mess when she was through, she wanted to feel the high that accompanied it, even if it was only temporary. Temporary nothingness was better than eternal sadness, right?

By the time she put the razor down, the sun had completely set. She looked outside for the fourth or fifth time(who was counting?). The moon had replaced the sun, and she was glad. She was like the moon, she liked to think. Not for any reason other than it was the suns opposite.

She hated the sun.

She sighed, picking up the only evidence of her recent sinning. Its clean, sharp metal had been stained a dirty rust colour. She cringes slightly. It was sickening, looking at the blood-stained device. It reminded her of all the crimes she had committed, all the wrongs that she had utilized the very tool for. Even after she washed it it had a slight discolour. She got a paper towel and wiped the excess blood from her wrist.. and as much as she doesn't want to, she sneaks a glance at her arm and knew the image she was seeing would be stuck in her minds eye forever.

Carved into her pale skin was one simple phrase: J + B

She was beautiful. Everybody knew that, and everybody wanted her.

Everybody except him.


And there you have it! Jade is cutting. c: Or, wrath, if you'd like.

For every review I get, a dead puppy comes back to life. For every person who reads this but doesn't review, Dan Schneider dies.

Just kidding!

But seriously, I'd love some feedback but it's obviously not necessary. :P

Next up.. 'Gluttony'. Guess who that is? Hah, you'll know soon enough. I mean, they're the biggest cliche when it comes to that word so you should pretty much know, especially cause I gave it away- augghh, why did I do that? D: I HAVE GIVEN AWAY MY GREATEST SECRET! D:

bye guys xD