Nobody There
A/N: Hello there! I was intending on making this a one-shot with lots of Bade, but now it's a two-shot and more Jade-centric then Bade. There's an important A/N at the bottom, just letting you know!
Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious. If I did, I would be writing scripts, not short stories.
The night was absolutely perfect. Tori Vega, now a famous singer, performed on one of the biggest award shows ever. She was successful and sounded amazing. She celebrated by throwing a small party at her house. All of her friends were invited.
Andre was so proud of his best friend. He knew she could accomplish this! He was also glad that the whole 'getting famous thing' didn't actually go to her head. He was afraid of losing Tori to fame, but why would he think that? She was the sweetest, most down-to-earth girl he knew. She would never
Robbie congratulated Tori a couple times, but spent most of his time with Cat. And Oliver. He made sure he wasn't carrying any bibble this time.
Cat was, well, handcuffed to a bibble guard.
Beck was with Tori every second. His arm was around her shoulder and he laughed with her and hugged her. He praised her for doing such a great job at the Platinum Music Awards and was practically attached at the hip to her.
You know, basically everything a boyfriend would do.
But where was Jade? She was invited to the party, so why didn't she go? Well, she would rather be at home.
All alone.
In her bedroom.
Looking at pictures of her and a special someone. She felt the need to hold them in her hands and just… look at them. Why not? She could relive the happy moments if she wanted to. Even though she, according to her ex-boyfriend, despised happiness.
As she flipped through the pictures, she came across a very important one. It was their first picture taken as a couple. His hair was splayed all over his face, but you would still be able to see his large smile. Her hair was a light, brown color, before she ever put green/blue strands in it. She wore all black of course. There was a toothy grin plastered across her face. She was happy.
Jade wanted to be like that girl in the picture. Heck, she used to be that girl. But times are different. How could she ever be like that again? Beck was off flirting with every girl he'd seen and probably forgot about her already. He didn't care. He never cared.
Jade slowly got up, walked to the bathroom across the hall, locked the door, and slid down against it. She covered her face in her hands and wept.
Why do you do this to me, Beck? Jade thought. Just when I think we can actually be 'just friends' you ruin our chances! I should have seen this coming, though. Of course all you want to do is hang out with Little Miss Perfect! She's got you wrapped around her finger. What else would I expect from you?
Jade cried until she was exhausted and all out of tears to shed. Eventually, she got up from her sitting position and looked into the bathroom mirror. All she saw was a pathetic weakling with makeup smeared all over her face. How could she let this happen? How did she allow herself to turn into this? It was all because of some boy?
A boy that you love. She couldn't help but think. But it was true and she knew it. She loved Beck Oliver. Vega could at least have the decency not to jump on him in front of her.
But Jade had to give Tori some respect. After all, she did follow the official girl code and didn't kiss Beck, no matter how much Beck insisted.
Jade groaned. "Why does the universe hate me?" she asked out loud. She got no response. Nobody was there to give her an answer.
Andre will soon discover that he is in love with Tori (it was too obvious) and join the love triangle of him, Vega, and Beck. Robbie was way too scared to ever be within a ten yard distance of Jade if he was the only one around. She wouldn't want to be near him anyway. Cat would eventually leave her too, finding that Robbie will be of more value to her time.
Nobody will ever be there for her again. What's the point then, if no one is gonna help you, comfort you, or even talk to you?
Jade quickly pushed those thoughts out of her head. Just because she and Beck broke up doesn't mean her life is ruined. It doesn't mean she can't go on, right? She doesn't need Beck. She'll put herself first this time. Not a single person will ever make her feel like this again.
That's because nobody's gonna ever put up with you anymore! That annoying little voice rang through her head. Jade began to question her sanity. Was she bipolar? Was she slowly going insane?
She suddenly felt nauseous. She crawled over to the toilet at the other end of the bathroom and lifted herself up until her head was hovering above it. Jade coughed and hacked until fresh, salty tears started streaming down her cheeks, but nothing came. She heaved and cleared her throat several times. What did she eat today? She couldn't eat much, considering all the outfits she had to try on for the Platinum Music Awards. Trying them on took up all of her time. She didn't even have time to eat a little bibble from the bowl resting on a table backstage.
Since there was little to no food in her system, trying to regurgitate anything was pointless. But she still felt like something was attempting to shove itself out of her stomach and through her mouth.
"Why does this happen to me?" Jade cried out in frustration. Soon, she brushed off the situation and decided to call it a night. She hoped trying to throw up wasn't going to become a part of her daily agenda. That just wouldn't do.
Of course, right at that moment, her cell phone started ringing. Jade sighed in annoyance and looked at the screen. Cat's picture flashed at her from the small device. Jade groaned and answered with a rough "What?"
"Hi Jadey!" Cat screeched in her high-pitched, peppy voice. There was music in the background, so Jade figured she was at Vega's party having a blast. "Why aren't you here?"
"I told you," Jade began. "I'm tired. Please don't call me again. Goodbye." Jade was about to press the end call button when…
"WAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIT! DON'T HANG UP!"
"OW!" Jade yelled, putting her hand over her ears. "Okay! What do you want?!"
"Oh, hehe! Well, you seemed kinda sad when we left the Boomerang Theater. Did you not want the Platinum Music Awards to end?"
Jade sighed. "Yeah, that's it."
"You know, Jade, all good things have to end sometime. If they didn't, it wouldn't be special anymore!"
Jade gulped. "But what if I don't want it to end?"
"Hmm," Cat mused. "Well, we can't always control that."
Jade really didn't like that answer. "But what if I don't want it to end?" she repeated harshly.
"Uh, I don't know. I don't see how anything would help. I mean, there are only so many awards to give out. Oh, guess what? One time, my brother was fighting for a seat to see a Broadway musical, but he didn't just scream, he…"
Jade tuned out the squeaky voice and pondered the idea. Fighting? Fight for… for Beck? How? Beck would probably resort to overall ignoring her.
"Nah, that's not gonna work. Beck's not even going to pay attention whether I fight to get him back or not. He's obviously over me." She said aloud, forgetting that at was still on the phone.
"Beck? I thought we were talking about the Platinum Music Awards."
Jade quickly corrected herself. "Yeah! That's what I meant. Anyway, I gotta go. I have to… um… bye." Before Cat could speak, Jade hung up.
"Now what do I do?" she asked herself. She groaned, grabbed a pillow, and started pounding on it. She had heard it was a good way to get anger out. Whoever said that was full of chizz. This didn't help in the slightest.
Jade rammed her head deep into the pillow and screeched like a banshee. There, that helped a little bit.
"Stupid Platinum Music Awards! Stupid Miss Perfect! Stupid song! STUPID BECK!" she wailed into the pillow, which was quite thin and hardly muffled out her tantrum. She heard her voice bounce off the walls of her bedroom and come straight back at her. Good thing no one was home to hear her.
The last time Jade had behaved this way was when her dad left her, her mother, and her brother for some thirteen-year-younger skank. That was not a happy time. Ever since then, Jade had developed trust issues. And overprotective issues. And, well, other issues. Basically, she had a lot of issues. All because of the so called men in her life. First, her dad left. Now, Beck leaves. She had tried so desperately to get over him by hanging out with Cat, but that didn't go too great. Especially since Beck just happened to show up to Cat's mom's boss' house. Of course he did. Fate has never been too kind with Jade.
Her cellphone rang again, this time from Tori. Jade rolled her eyes and gave a dramatic sigh before answering with "What's the matter, Vega?"
"Oh, uh, I just wanted to know why you weren't here." Tori said hesitantly.
"I don't feel like it. Buh-bye now."
"Wait, Jade. Is it because I performed instead of you? I know you could've had your chance, but I think it was nice of you to give me that opportunity back."
Jade groaned. "Don't get all sweet. I did a good thing, drop it. Goodbye." Not wanting to here Tori protest any longer, she hung up. Why can't people just leave her be? Don't they know she hates people?
You see, this is why nobody finds you appealing. The voice echoed in her head once more.
"SHUT UP!" Jade screamed aloud. Great, now she's talking to herself. All she wanted was some nice, quiet alone time. Why can't she have what she wants for once? It just wasn't fair.
Her cell phone rang for the third and final time that night. Jade cursed under her breath and vowed to always turn her phone off at night. This was just getting ridiculous.
She read the Caller I.D and practically moaned with several emotions, none of them good, when she saw Beck's name flashing p at her. Why, why on the good Lord's Earth, would he call her now? What reason did he have that would make him have to call her up in the middle of the night when he should be having a blast with Vega? She considered not answering and just let it ring until he gave up, but after eight rings she'd had enough.
"What do you want?" she asked rudely into the speaker. "You're the third person to call me in the span of twelve minutes! Did you want to know why I'm not at the stupid little party? Did you ever make the connection that I'm tired or depressed or that I just didn't want to come? Maybe I didn't want to see you; did you ever stop and think about that? Maybe I couldn't stand the sight of you and Vega hugging and kissing, or maybe I couldn't stand to see you at all! Get this through your thick skull, Beck; I'm not going to her house to celebrate what could've been mine! Shut up and leave me alone!" It was all she could do not to chuck her phone against the wall after she pressed 'end call'.
You handled that very well. The voice chimed. Jade didn't even bother to yell at it anymore. What was the point of arguing with a random voice in your head if you knew that it was you the whole time? You just can't win in that kind of situation.
Her phone buzzed from the top of her dresser several times, but she refused to even glance at it. How did she not get her point across to these people? Didn't they know her well enough to sense that she wanted to be alone?
More buzzing sounded in the room, and Jade had had enough. With a swift motion, she swiped the small phone, silenced it, and threw it in the dresser drawer. There, she thought. That should do it.
Within two minutes, Jade had eased under the covers of her bed, exhausted by her breakdown, and drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep. Funnily enough, that had been the highlight of her week.
A/N: I'll try to post the next chapter soon! Thanks for reading, and make sure to leave a review. Reviews make my day, no joke
By the way, I'm sure you've heard about Victorious and how Nickelodeon so foolishly decided to end it at only 60 episodes. If you want to know how to help save it, go to StrawberryAngel143 and find her story/post on how Victorious will end in 15 episodes and review like mad! Seriously, we need to do our best to save our show!
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