I Do not own victorious that right belongs to Dan Schneider and Nickelodeon.


It's amazing how you can hate someone and love them all at once; How you can want to punch them and kiss them and hold them and just be there, but you know you're too stubborn for it. Because the side of you that hates them just wants to kick them out of a chair, but the one that loves them wants to pick them up and dust them off telling them that you're sorry. This is exactly how Jade West feels. She wants to stab her with scissors but she also wants to hold her, kiss her, show her she loves her. But she can't, she cant because no matter how much she says she loves her, she knows Tori won't say it back. Because of all she's put her through. Jade doesn't know when the glares turned to something softer. Might have been on the play date Sikowitz sent them on, could've been after, she doesn't know. All she knows is that she started loving her. But she knows Tori doesn't love her. Jade doesn't care, she's still going through with her plans.

You see Jade came up with an amazing plan. She'll drag Tori into the infamous janitors closet and tell her everything she loves about her, then threaten her with her scissors, telling her that nothing leave that place. But nothing goes as planned, right? It just so happens the day she was going to tell her, she got sick, and she never gets sick. She never has, it's like her sweating thing. She never sweats, then she got stuck in that god forsaken stupid RV. Something always happens. Something always comes up and ruins her plans. "What am I going to do now?" Jade groaned out. Her eyes wander from the movie, 'Orphan'. Oh how she loves this movie, any movie like this really.

She looks around and notices everything in her room. The chair in the corner with a night stand beside it, a lamp on it. The shelves on her walls with the multiple weird things. The miniscule posters of her favorite movies and bands scattered around her room. Her eyes land on one in particular. Her favorite movie, 'The Scissoring', Tawny Walker Black is positioned with a sadistic smile, her brown hair with leaves through it, holding a pair of blood covered scissors. The quote on it says, "She's coming for you, and you can't hide...". The title looking like its written in blood and cut clean through like a pair of scissors had cut through it. Jade sighs and continues watching the movie. A knock on the front door interrupts the climax of the movie. She groans and lays her head back, looks at the time on her phone, and gets up with her blanket around her shoulders. She walks up the basement stairs and walks to the den. When she gets up the stairs another knock sounds throughout the house. "I'm coming, I'm coming. I'm not dead." She yells Almost hoarsely.

Another knock sounds as Jade approaches the front door, "Jade?! Jade are you in there?!" A familiar voice yells through the door. Jade raises her eyebrow and reaches her hand out the blanket opening the door coming face to face with Tori Vega. "What do you want Vega? Can't you see I'm sick?" Jade says before sniffling. "You weren't in school so I thought something happened to you," Tori looks up at Jade and her eyes widen, "Jesus Christ, you look like something the cat dragged in!." She says before walking into Jades home. Jade sighs and closes the door behind her, "And now you're in my house.. great." Tori looks around the living room before walking around looking at the pictures on the wall. "Wow... your house is-" Jade cuts Tori off. "Normal? Boring? Plain? I can name more if you like." Tori bites her lip then let's it go, "I was going to say nice... On another note, how did you get sick? I thought the big bad Jade West never gets sick." Jade looks at Tori then rolls her eyes turning Back around, "My father had one of his associate's over and they brought their child. Little brat gave me the virus." Jade sneers the word 'father' as she turns around and walks back to the basement. Her sanctuary. She walks down the steps and Tori follows.

"So, why the hell are you here Vega?" Jade asks, sitting on the black leather couch continuing her movie. "Well uh- You see- You- You weren't in school and I was worried, I thought something happened because you never miss school, and Beck said you were just sick, but I didn't believe him because you never get sick and-" Jade cuts off Tori's rambling, "Jesus, Vega. A simple 'you weren't in school so I decided to check on you' would have been fine." Tori mumbles a sheepish 'sorry' before Jade leans over and heaves the contents of her stomach into the trashcan in front of the couch that she had failed to notice.

Tori looks at Jade in sympathy, she's never seen her this sick, sure Jade had allergies during the annual changing of the seasons, everyone does, but she's never seen her like this; throwing up, hoarse voice, runny nose. Well. Miserable. That's a good word. She's never seen Jade this miserable, and she feels bad for her. Tori walks to Jade and rubs her shoulder, to which Jade shrugs off and moves away wiping her mouth with a tissue and throwing it in the trash can. "Thanks Vega, but I don't need your sympathy." Jade pushes the trash can away from the couch and under the Mahogany coffee table, then she sits back on the couch and looks up at the ceiling. "It sucks that I can't drink coffee. Too heavy for my stomach." She sighs and goes back to watching the movie before she closes her eyes and wraps the blanket tighter around herself. Tori sits down beside her and looks up at the ceiling, "I bet. You can't drink something that you like a lot-" Jade cuts Tori off again, "I love coffee. I don't like it a lot, I love it." She rolls her eyes then corrects herself, "Fine, you can't drink something you love. That must suck." Jade nods and opens her eyes looking up at the ceiling. "I know exactly what to do." Jade rolls her eyes at Tori, who gets up and starts walking upstairs. "Where are you going, Tori?" Jade tries, but fails, to yell. "To the kitchen. I'm making you soup." Jade rolls her eyes and let's a small smile play at her lips.