Disclaimer: Victorious is the property of Dan Schneider, not mine.
Warning: A bit of language, and no Beta Reader
Mission accomplished if you smile.
Was it just her or was there a haze surrounding them? No, just her? It made sense, no one else seemed to be suffering from a mangled heart. Broken seemed to even, to pretty a term to describe her. She vaguely wondered when broken suddenly stopped cutting it.
Maybe it was the second he flashed her a smile, merely an hour after downgrading her, and deciding he could finally use an upgrade. She smiled back the same, because frankly she could do better. Never better than him, but better for herself.
Applause broke out, but her haze didn't break. She rose and followed those who she knew weren't to blame for her troubled mind. It was her fault after all, she was the one who tried her absolute hardest to defy gravity. Even went as far as convincing herself that her snarky remarks, dark views of the world, and her complete disregard for authority made her special, unique. It didn't, it just made her harder to love. Made it harder for her to love.
The blinding lights illuminating the stage, gave her a slight sense of deja vue. Accompanied by the haze that enveloped her, it was vaguely familiar to that summer as a kid. The one where she became so panicked by a harmless ocean dweller that she forgot to kick her feet, and suddenly she couldn't breath.
Smiling she figured things happened for a reason, and maybe there was some truth to that one saying that she couldn't bother to quote at the moment. That one saying about everything being interconnected and that there really are no accidents in life. So maybe she wasn't completely to blame here. Who knows maybe by some mystical force or some type of random selection the universe just decided to screw her over and in turn blissfully bless others.
That was the last coherent thought she had before reaching out to pull the seemingly permeant star of the show into an embrace. It felt nice, contact, she hadn't had it in a while. It was a sincere embrace, a I'm sorry for trying to gank your stardom, even if it was all fair game.
Before she knew it she was embraced by a number of friendly faces, and she smiled for them ignoring the turmoil eating away at her very center. It was like a gnawing scraping against her bones with every movement, and damn what the hell was wrong with her.
'Get it together West!' She screamed at herself. Making sure to avoid a certain pair of hands, as the shower of hugs continued on. She didn't particularly like being passed around like a rag doll.
It was only then that she realized they were speaking to her, broad smiles on their faces, but it all fell on death ears. Taking a second to synchronize the crowd, she suddenly couldn't breath anymore, not with the way he decided to pick Vega up in an elaborate twirl of affection.
She quickly turned away, allowing herself a moment of clarity. Enough with this self harm bullshit, she had a brain and a sensible person such as herself wouldn't stick around and purposely cause themselves this type of harm. This chest ache that no amount of medical help could alleviate. No Jade West loved herself enough to get the fuck out, especially when an exit sign stared her so bluntly in the face. That exit sign which happened to come in the form of an attractive backstage crew member. Don't think she didn't see him checking out her ass earlier.
"Jadey that was so nice of you!" Cat squealed, embracing her for what felt like the twelfth time that night.
"Thank you so much Jade." Tori hopped all giddy on the balls of her feet. Glee was literally radiating off the girl, but hey it's not like it was the first time Jade felt envious of her.
"I'm anything but predictable." She smirked, keeping up the facade. "Put me in pink, seriously?" She mumbled as an afterthought, eliciting a round of laughter.
"Who up for Nozu's? In celebrating of a night well done." Beck perked up from his spot next to Andre. Celebrating her fail at fame, not likely. She wasn't bitter over it, she knew when credit was due. Tori did her a solid, she repaid the favor, the score was even again. She owed them nothing. As far as Jade West was concern she was content over her decision. Still that didn't exactly mean she was willing to go out and be reminded of it for the next couple of hours, if not longer.
"Yeah, no. Sorry, previous engagement." She smirked dismissing them easily, already two steps away.
"But you were performing tonight, you couldn't have had anything else planned." He just couldn't give her the satisfaction of walking away peacefully could he.
"You don't know what I do." She stated matter of factly, barely bothering to look back over her shoulder. "It's barely ten on a Saturday night, trust me when I say there's plenty to do, whether you keep your reservation or not, especially if you're me." She sighed with a hint of a smirk like she was explaining it to a group of socially awkward children. With a final wave of her hand she was back stage again, retrieving her bag from the vanity where she was seated for the better part of the day.
Looking into the mirror "Pink" was her first judgement. Not bothering to over think it she ripped the offending garment off, revealing a pair of ultra short black short. Thank god the top of her dress was a separate piece all together. Giving herself a once over she shrugged indifferently. She'd seen ganks do worse. Bending over to tighten her combat boots she heard a whistle ring out from behind her. Speaking of that exit sign, one A class sucker coming right up.
"Cute." She batted her eyelashes at whatever he just said. She made sure to play her part, holding onto his arm, like a good little trophy. All she needed was a ride then she could ditch the goon. Apparently Northridge was hosting a killer party, and Jade ultimately decided that's where she wanted to be. Northridge parties were everything a good girl didn't need, and everything a broken hearted one did. Let's just say she fit into one of the two.
She was almost out of the parking lot. All she had to do was shut her door and allow him to get in, and then she'd be able to breath again. Because even if the situation alone was unfamiliar, a change of pace was always welcomed. Especially at times like these. Not to mention she was stepping into what had to be the most expensive, eye catching car she'd ever seen. Oh yea, she knew she had game.
But of course, there's that whole universe at work thing again, because the moment she reached for her door she saw them. It was obvious they spotted her long ago though. They had those calculating looks planted on their faces. She could only imagine what she looked like dangling off this clearly twenty-some-odd guy's arm in the tiniest pair of shorts she'd ever graced the world with.
She faltered for only a second, but decided to overlook Cat's habit of chewing her lower lip when she was worried, as well as Tori's attempts to keep the look of disappointment off her face, Robbie's flabbergasted expression, and Andre's crooked brows. She even ignored Beck's completely impassive face, slamming the door shut instead.
"Dang yaw, the wicked witch of the west's got game. She just schooled all you suckers." Rex crackled viciously, disrupting the group from their thoughts.
"Rex!" Robbie reprimanded clamping his hand over the puppets mouth, giving the rest of the group a sheepish grin.
"Let's just go."' Beck offered, opening the passenger side door first, old habits die hard. Even harder when you're still not completely over it.
"Yeah!" Tori smiled attempting to brighten the mood again. The best he could offer was a confirmation nod that he heard her.
...
"So where do you go to school?" What was his name again, asked.
"Oh you know." She waved her hand dismisingly not wanted to let him know that she was indeed still in high school.
"Right." He nodded, like he really did know.
Pulling up to a pretty big residency she could already feel the music vibrations. Turning to her chauffeur for the hour she patted his shoulder once before, "Look I'm going in, see ya around." She hopped out the car, not bothering to wait for a response.
"Wait-
But she was already meshing with the crowd.
She knew it was a bad idea the second she stepped foot into that house. The music was already to loud, the lights too dim, smoke clouded her vision slightly, alcohol was flowing freely, open drinks were left lying around, bodies meshing drunkenly, slurred words tumbling. It just wasn't her scene.
It's not like she hadn't been to a number of college parties before, because she had over the course of the last few months. It was nothing new to her. She'd just never been to one dressed like this, feeling like this. It was slightly unsettling. What was Jade west to do in a situation like this?
Three drinks later she wasn't feeling so bad about her decision anymore. Making her way through the crowd she allowed her vision to mix with the light, her senses to float about with the chaos going on around her. Music was her passion, she found it easy to get lost in it. Swaying gracefully to the music it took her a second to register a pair of hands sliding around her waist, in a firm embrace. 'What the hell?' Turning abruptly she came face to face with the one and only.
Ryder Daniels-
"Ryder?" She asked, attempting to be heard over the blaring music.
"Jade." He mimicked the name exchange game taking a sip from his drink before setting it back down somewhere.
Following his action closely she frowned giving him a disapproving look. "Thats how you get roofied." She stated matter of factly. "Thought you learned your lesson by now." She rose her pieced eyebrow in a mocking jester, casually bringing her left hand up to rest on the swell of her hip.
"Good to know you actually listen to what I say." He nodded, congratulating himself.
"On occasion." She sigh, looking as bored as she was a minute ago.
"Right." He tilted his head to an angle giving her a weird look. It was slightly unnerving.
"But whatever, what I really want to know is what is Ryder Daniels doing at a college party, in LA nonetheless, your suppose to be in NYC." She grinned stating what she knew was fact.
"Just visiting." He shrugged looking slightly annoyed, before giving her a once over. "Any particular reason?" He asked gesturing towards her choice of clothing.
"It's a long story." She mumbled suddenly feeling self-conscious at being found (at least by her standards) half naked at a college party by the king of mockery himself.
"Well if you need an ear." He shrugged. "This shit kinda blows anyway." He smirked, crushing his red cup and tossing it back somewhere, not bothering with where it landed.
"Is that so?" She mocked him.
"Shouldn't you be with your mother then? The women barely sees you, its a down right flippin miracle when she does. Plus it's not like I need her riding my ass over leaving you completely shit faced on her front porch later." She snapped at him with an accusing glare.
"Aww, Jade West is willing to see me home safe and sound?" He teased reaching out to ruffle her hair, pulling back with surprisingly no bodily harm done. I mean come it's jade.
She angry moved out of his way, viciously patting down her hair and fixing him with a killer glare. "I hope a homeless man picks you up from wherever I drop your sorry ass off at."
"Bitter." He mumbled.
"Always." She smirked.
"So my mother told me you were performing at the PMAs. She was rooting for ya, you know." He smiled at her finally, probably at the thought of his mother. Much better than a smirk.
Which happened to catch her off guard causing her to inhale deeply. This whole night had been wonky.
"Ahh yeah, well you know, that women." She said dismissively, before secretly smiling back, knowing she was indeed very much fond of her.
"Tell me though, whatever happen to, if I make it I'll make sure to call you up, vice versa." He asked referencing a conversation from years ago.
"It was actually really last minute. Either way I decided not to do it, so it wasn't like a big deal, ya know." She waved it off as nothing, but the slight hesitation in her voice was enough to set him off. You didn't know a person for fifteen years and not be able to pick up on things like that. And if there was one thing he knew, it was Jade West.
"As far as I know, someone doesn't just not do the PMAs Jade, what happened? Tori manage to steal the spotlight again? Did you choke last minute or something?" He asked, making sure to edge her on on purpose.
"No! I neeeee-ver choke!" She growled at him, choosing that particular moment to invade his personal space, giving him a look like he alone was the sole reason for all her troubles, and a single glare could wipe him out.
He didn't look intimidated in the slightest. Instead he sighed using two fingers against her left shoulder to push her back slightly. He looked impassive but not condescending as he reached back down, picking up and taking a gulp from her cup. He waited for her to calm down.
She didn't know whether it was the alcohol in her system, the dull ache in her chest, or the fact that he was her oldest friend to this date, but she decided to confide in him. Not unlike before. Ryder may be a lot of thing, but if there's one thing he's not, it's a gossiper. What she told him would stay buried in him like a tomb. She knew.
"My car?" He asked seeing the resignation in her eyes.
"My house, nobodies home." She sighed, but not before picking up a couple of liquor bottles off the center table, handing them over to him.
"Not unusual." He said dismissively, like she wasn't a walking pity party, quickly tucking said bottled into the sides of his leather jacket.
Placing a hand on the small of her back he proceeded to maneuver them through the crowd of young adults, pausing only when Ryder felt the need to greet someone. She stood rigid as he conversed with a pair of carbon copies. Why were all men so simple minded? She wondered. They weren't ever good flirts.
She eyed the door as they proceeded to walk away again before he stopped for the third time. Only this time it manage to annoy Jade to no end. You don't offer somebody an ear then take you flipping sweet time getting there.
"Ryder!" She snapped.
"Coming doll-face." He drawled, ending his conversation before sauntering over, hands deep in his pockets with a painfully cocky smirk etching across his features. "You know you really shouldn't call my name like that babe, someone might get the wrong idea." He whispered into her ear with a small chuckle at the end.
Choosing to ignore him she allowed him to take her hand in his and finally lead her out of the crowded house.
Walking to his car, she didn't even bother to insult him on his lack of parking skills. She instead chose to forcefully yank her door open and quickly slide into the familiar black leather seats. Watching him climb in she lifted het feet up on the dashboard. Her combat boots echoing a satisfied bang.
Rolling his eyes at her he wasted no time in pulling out of said houses lawn.
"You're not drunk are you?" She suddenly asked. "Because I may be dumb sometimes but I'm not stupid." She shifted in her seat a little.
"Do I look drunk to you?" He asked, stealing a glance at the dark beauty.
"Don't know, don't wanna look at you." She mumbled, leaning back in her seat, and shutting her eyes tightly.
"If he didn't know better, he's think she was asleep."
-.-
Two months later.
-.-
1 New Text Message
To: Jade
From:Ryder
Booked the first flight over. Don't do anything stupid.
...
Kinda late, she snickered. It was times like these when she wished flip-phones never went out. There was nothing like the satisfaction of snapping the lid close to end a conversation. We all know there's no bigger truth.
She reply with a simple fine, before plopping down in her seat. If she didn't think about it, it wouldn't eat at her. She was an actress, she could act.
She took the liberty of kicking the seat in front of her.
"Yo Tori, got any aspirin?" Jade didn't bother with a proper greeting. Two hours of sleep would do that to a person. Especially her.
Why do you need Aspirin?" Tori fixed her with a curious look, using her 'I'm confused voice, explain to me please, for I have no brain of my own!' Ugh!
"Why must you always ask question?" She growled.
"Well." Tori snapped, looking offended before shifting around in her purse. "Nope, sorry, Trina must have taken it."
"She's untalented."
"One time my brother bought Aspirin from this guy outside a taco stand, because he said it prevented bad breath. It did not end well." Cat told her seriously before offering her a black jelly bean from her shirt.
She took it despite the fact she didn't want it.
"Man girl, your brother just ain't right." Rex mumbled
"Rex!" Robbie reprimanded
"What's that suppose to mean!"
And there went the peace.
Cat's high pitched shriek was enough to send her teeth rattling. Why did she even come today?
"Hey guys." She rolled her eyes even harder at that. Beck Oliver strolled in as cool and laid-back as ever. Whoopty doo, for him.
"Chill gurl, what Rex meant was that your brother seems to get into a lot of trouble is all." Andre intervened, that goodness.
"Oh, well he does!" Cat giggled twirling a piece of the red hair extensions, she was guilted into buying last month, after her eyebrows grew back on.
"One time my brother-" She started
"No, No, No, No!" She groaned throwing her head back in frustration.
"You people make me want to slam my face in a car door." She groaned. Turning to her left she caught his eye.
"Hey beck your car still up for grabs?"
"I-
Thankfully Sikowitz decided to come marching in at that exact moment, interrupting him, with the new cast list for their upcoming play.
And as always chaos ensued.
"I can't believe you gave her the lead role again. Did you not read the play? Dark, mysterious, talented, antagonist, that has me written all over it? You can't sit here and tell me I'm not perfect for the role!" Jade insisted after hearing the cast-list read out loud. Understudy again? I mean come on.
Even Tori agreed it was a little far fetched considering she hadn't really had time to study her lines that week. She might have also arrived at her audition a couple of minutes late, needless to say it was not her best. She had already resigned herself to playing understudy.
"Jadelyn, I want you to expand your acting not be yourself. Where's the fun in that." Sikowitz waves his arms flamboyantly as if the issue at hand didn't matter. She mattered, dammit!
"So you don't even give me a part? I would be acting, clearly I'm a better actress than her." Jade directed a glare at Tori and took a little pride in her flabbergasted expression.
"Close your mouth Tori, you might say something stupid." Jade smirked, satisfied for the moment.
"Ahh Jade your bitterness astounds me, but for the moment stop being a gank, and give Tori some credit."
"No!" She glared
Sikowitz fixed her with his own unamused Look.
"It's not unusual to want things, Sikowitz." She sighed.
Heads turned at the tone of voice she used. If they didn't know any better they'd say she sounded, defeated.
"Indeed it's not. Tell you what why don't you and Tori share the lead. The play will be shown three time throughout the week you can both do one, and based on your performances-
"Ooh yea." Tori's cheerful voice rang out as she twirled in her seat to face her. "We can do that." She smile, interrupting her teacher.
"No, we can't!" Jade sneered, leaning forward in her seat. Just because she'd been nicer to her since the PMAs didn't mean she wasn't Jade West.
"I'm not going to go up there for a night and let you make comparisons in that twisted mind of yours. You made it clear how you view both of us, I'm not going to go up there so someone bias can judge my performance."
"My assumptions are fair Jadelyn." Sikowitz sighed, clearly over the matter.
"Yeah, a years ago I might have believed that, but we all know you're full of it." She yelled, screw inside voices.
"Jade-
"You know what end conversation, whatever I'll do lighting." She huffed, throwing her arms up dramatically.
"But-
"Light-ting, did I pronounce it correctly this time?" She asked leaning back in her seat with a growl.
"One time my brother-
"It's done, just pretend the gank never opened her mouth." Jade sighed, gesturing for him to continue on with the class.
With a defeated sigh Sikowitz turned back around to the dry erase board.
Beck's attention however was not focused on the barefoot man on stage. Yeah their school was weird, but no worries, already embraced. No his attention was focused on the dark haired girl sitting exactly five seats away from him, one row ahead.
Was it just him or had she been acting strange for the last two months, ever since the PMAs? Tori and her seemed to get along better, that's for sure. He can't even remember the last time she used her 'Tori voice' on them. Which was a pity cause it really was quite funny.
Her conversation with Sikowitz only served to tip him off further. He'd like to think he knew her best, but that voice she used was nothing short of foreign to him which left a crinkle in his brow. Since when did Jade West sound so disconnected, so defeated, like she was simply going through the motions, not really caring.
I mean did she seriously just pass up a lead role? Granted it was a shared role, but a role nonetheless. Wasn't she the one who always told him by any means necessary and there's no shame in doing what you gotta do to get the dream done. What happened to that girl? What happened to her, what happened to them? An even better question might've been why was it constantly eating at him?
He decided right then and there that he would have a little chit chat with Jade, the second he built up the courage to.
By the end of class Sikowitz had somehow managed to officially give new meaning to the entire Spanish language, starting with pants and ending with blubber fish. Jade was beyond over it.
You see it all started off with a small tickle in her eye and a slight case of irritation at, well she wasn't sure what. Maybe it was the ugly mask hanging from the wall. Either way Jade took the liberty of rubbing her eyes, viciously trying to make sense of this sudden burst of emotion. She didn't even know where it came from, she was perfectly fine a second ago, but now she was unable to stop the sniffles that escaped her. Damn.
"Jadelyn are you crying?" Sikowitz stumbled, coconut slipping from his grasp, in his surprise.
She thought it was viciously ironic how it landed right at her feet, drawing everyones attention.
"No! Stupid allergies." She spat, turning her head in the opposite direction which just so happened to be in Beck's direct line of sight.
Her eyes met his for the briefest of seconds before she directed her gaze elsewhere. So what if he saw her cry, she wasn't his burden anymore.
Thank Gandhi the bell rung on time.
Grabbing her things calmly, which was a feet in itself, she gladly strolled out of the classroom down the crowded hall.
To say Jade West was in a murderous mood would have been like saying Cat was a tad bit childish, or that Vega got what she wanted all too frequently. It simply was.
Even her heavy combat boots that faced the forces of life alongside her for years couldn't guard her from what she was currently feeling. What was she feeling? I mean what was that back there? Did she seriously just break down like that? Ever worse did really blow a chance to preform, a lead role nonetheless, ugh!
'Get it together West!'
She punctured, slamming her locker door shut. Her scissors rattled with the force, but she knew what she was doing when she put them on there. They weren't going anywhere.
Poping a piece of spearment gum, she took a moment to savor it. Thats it Jade, just breath. Satisfied she turned on her heels, only to run smack dab into the one person she could legitly say was the last person she wanted to bump into.
"What the chizz?" She snapped, landing not on her butt but on her back. Damn the man was like a brick wall.
She took a moment to appreciate the stars swimming in her vision, before shaking it off. Pausing she unconsciously placed a hand on her abdomen, before glaring up at the idiot.
"What, are you blind now? Or did some gank finally pull your hair hard enough to cause some permeant damage to your brain!" She yelled, voice as irritated as possible, ignoring his attempts to help her up. And he even had the audacity to look smug about it. Did her falling amuse him, dick!
"I wasn't watching where I was going." He stated matter of factly, holding up his pearphone. He took a second to take her in. It'd been too long since he'd last seen her like this. Vicious, vulnerable, full of emotion in his presence. He loved it.
"Yea some witness." She barked. "What too busy sexting some bimbo, to watch where you're going. Don't touch me!" She swatted his arms away.
"I'm just trying to help you up Jade, and if you must know I'm texting Tori." He tried, waving his phone in her face, similar to the way her and Tori had done to each other before.
"OH!" She growled.
He sighed reaching down to her again, offering her an outstretched hand. "Can I just-
"No! Don't touch me, I don't know where you've been." She snapped getting to her feet, on her own, and dusting the dirt off her skirt.
"You're being ridiculous." He mumbled.
Her lips tightened and her postured firmed, she dated him long enough to know the sure signs of an oncoming puppy dog look. He wanted something from her, or wanted to know something, and she wasn't in the mood to do either.
Oh no, she was not playing that game again.
"Whatever!" She screamed, marching her way out of there, before she decided to actually stick around and entertain him.
He watched her leave, with a heavy sigh. He totally bumped into her on purpose.
What was her deal anyways, all he wanted to do was talk. Granted knocking her over before hand might not have been his best idea but it was the only way he manages to get her attention now a days.
It used to be so easy. All he had to do was walk into the room, even after their breakup, but now even him face planting at her feet wouldn't register more than a mean remark from her.
Eight months was a long time, a really long hiatus, but not nearly long enough to forget Jade West.
He came to the conclusion that maybe that stupid door should never have closed in the first place. Who was he kidding? He came to that conclusion months ago.
So he decided to follow her, she was getting pretty good at walking away, and it was a habit he was going to try to break.
"Jade."
She stopped walking throwing him a confused look. "Fine, apologize already, so I can go get some lunch." She sighed turning fully around and adjusting her messenger bag.
"I want to talk to you...you know...about us." He ran a hand through, what she noticed, was slightly greasy hair.
Her shoulders dropped slightly, a panicky feeling filling her gut, but she quickly shook it off. "Nothing to talk about." She shrugged it off casually, like he was asking her about about the cafeteria menu. Man was she a good actress. She so deserved that role.
"I'm walking away now." She said bluntly, and for some reason her boots felt extraordinarily heavy.
Out of all the days in the last eight months he had to choose this one. Where he two months ago, oh right on Tori's couch. She was starting to think the universe really was out to get her.
"Jade we're not done talking." He followed her.
"Oh yes we are." She huffed mockingly.
"No we're not." He retaliated
"Seriously dude, that's one can of crazy you do not want to reopen." She warned, keeping every last ounce of emotion at bay, it was for the best. He didn't need her, clearly, and she just recently got over needing him.
"Jade" He reached for her arm.
"What?" And suddenly she was angry. "We've been broken up for eight months and suddenly you have the urge to came at me again? It doesn't work that way, I'm done listening to you." She tugged her arm back, refusing to acknowledge the look of hurt on his face. He was an actor too she had to remember.
"I'm not attacking you so stop treating me like a threat." He yelled back, trying to plead with her.
"I'm pretty sure me considering the guy that, maybe not literally, but nonetheless ripped out one of my vital organs once upon a time, as a threat is not unreasonable." She was once again careful to keep the emotion out of her voice with the exception of anger, it's not like he didn't know what he did. She was simply stating facts here.
It's not like he didn't see the way she walked around for months after their break up. She practically screamed angst, and what did he do about it? Nothing, absolutely nothing except attempt to put the moves on Tori. Yea excuse her for being hostel, but she was done being the broken one here. She cried too damn much for it all to just breeze over like this in perfect Oliver land.
"Jade just hear me out, come on." He whispered, running his fingers through his hair again.
"No." She held firm, "I promise you there's nothing here worth discussing anymore. Look if you're lonely I can talk to Tori for you, convince her to go out with you. I'm sure if-
"What? No, Jade I'm not lonely, and I don't want Tori." The look on his face was priceless, yea she never thought she'd utter those words either.
"That's mean, weren't you the one always preaching to me about being nice to her? Tisk Tisk." She answers bitterly. Letting out a long breath she decided she really needed to get out of here.
"Jadelyn." He whispered, and for a moment he just stood there watching the floor like it was the sole reason for all the talent radiating off the HA students. "Eight months doesn't eliminate three years." He finally spoke, and whether his voice actually cracked or not, he wasn't sure.
Why was she doing this? How was she so, so natural, so Jade. If it was anyone else beside him, it'd be understandable, cold and vicious was simply her nature, but it wasn't. It was him, so why was she standing there like this wasn't eating at her, because god knows he was was tired of it. He was Beck Oliver for crying out loud. Her one and only. He was sure she knew that by now.
It was clear to everyone that he shouldn't even be the one begging here, but he was, so why wasn't she complying already. Did eight months really throw them that much off balance? Did she really not love him anymore? And that thought alone sent his world a spinning.
Letting it out he glared at her. "You're really not gonna talk to me?" And he was back to his emotionless tone.
"Funny, huh?" She mocked him.
"It's really not." He was aware he sounded angry which almost always translated to hurt with him.
"Well then I'm sorry I couldn't help you." She responded curtly, not sure whether to curtsy in his presence or not. I mean rumor has it he was perfect.
Choosing the latter she simply strode off, now only half as eager to see what Fetus was serving in the cafeteria.
And twice as anxious for someone else's flight to land.
Guess who caught the Jyder bug! Still Bade is my drug so we'll see.
So that was my first attempt at the Victorious universe, whatcha think? I feel like they were a tad bit ooc, but I think I'll get it eventually. I welcome you to critique to your hearts content.
This is Multi-Chapter by the way.
Review if you have an opinion!