Disclaimer: Not happy with this, but I wanted to post something. Oh yea, I don't own victorious.

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Tori found Jade sitting on the couch. It was the very expensive couch that Tori had bought with some of the bonus money she'd gotten for playing halftime at the collage bowl game. She'd gotten it, along with multiple other things, to make the house feel, as she said, "more homey." Then again, like most things they owned, Tori had bought, cause she made most of the money. Because of that pay discrepancy, Jade was still a bit frugal, reluctant to spend too much on things.

Tori immediately noticed that her wife was feeling down, as evidenced by the pile of cut up paper around the goth. Not sure what was bothering her wife, the singer made her way over to sit next to the pale girl. "Hay, whats up?" She asked.

"You remember this morning, when you told me your agent had landed you a roll?" The actress asked. "That fun, exciting roll, the kind that just doesn't come along every day?" She hesitated, gathering herself. "Thing is, I was up for that part. Hell, they said I nailed it, said it was all but mine and everything. They said they just had to see about one or two other things."

"OH my god, is that why you've been a total downer all day?" The tanned girl asked. "Jade, baby, you've lost rolls before. It shouldn't matter that they gave this one to me. I thought you were the one who said you have to have a thick skin to survive in this business."

"I did, but..,." The goth cut herself off, and now, closer, Tori could feel her vibrating with resentment.

"All right, whats going on?" Tori asked, a little more cautiously. "Jade, is this about high school?"

"No!" The girl snapped. "Maybe..." she sulked.

Jade didn't do a lot of things well, like being an adult. But their respective places in their careers made things a bit more difficult. While Tori rode Mason's support into a successful singing career, Jade had struggled with a negative image, as well as a bad attitude, while trying to establish herself as an actress. It got worse for the goth when she found out her parents weren't going to support any of her decisions. They insisted she grow up, give up her dreams and get a job. However, at the time Jade still had an out, a way of avoiding the real world as she tried to repair her image from the damage she'd done to it while at Hollywood Arts. Damage done by, among other things, helping Tori take back the opening number for the platinum Music Awards, as well as her refusal to even do a play that had her in a pink outfit..

Jade had qualified for a few scholarships along the way, scholarships she only got because Beck had insisted she apply for them when he was applying. He'd called it a precaution, taken in case she needed a backup, so that she could have some kind of future. Those scholarships not only offered financial aid for going to school, they could potentially save her from a boring, normal person Job, or as jade might call it, torture, and not the good kind. So she accepted a scholarship that would pay for school essentials, including a place to stay and food to eat, and had minimum requirements for her to follow. School became like a part time job she couldn't just take a break from whenever she wanted too, but which gave her a lot more flexibility in trying to get roles. Jade wound up getting a degree in film and acting from UCLA, the most affordable option, all while slowly repairing her image in the trade. So now, four and a half years out of high school, both girls were looking at acting roles.

Tori had married Jade just a year before, as the thespian was working on her final project. It was a story all in it's own, but they loved one another, and usually that was all that mattered. Still, it was things like this part, where Tori's fame did a lot to help her get the roll, that often reminded both of them where they were in their respective lives. Jade was still building her new reputation, and looking at smaller, supporting roles, while Tori was seen as transitioning, and thus was looking at major, spotlight roles. Roles like the one Jade was so sure was hers, only to lose it to her wife and one time rival.

"I could back out, tell them I can't do it." The singer suggested. "That is, if it would keep me from getting blacklisted."

"Nooo." Jade whined. "It's too good a role, and there's no guarantee they'd give it to me. They lied once already. But this role was perfect. She's strong and hopeful and vulnerable and funny and somehow still feels so real. It's a star making role. I can see why they'd auction it off for some star power. You're name probably helps the movie get made."

"There will be other roles." Tori tried.

"It's just, this is just like Hollywood Arts. You came in, and suddenly I wasn't good enough. I tried, worked my ass off, and yet, everything just fell to you. And I used to think it was cause you were a better actress, but I know that wasn't the case." Jade was ranting, while tori just rolled her eyes. "Not any more. No, I was seen as too difficult, and if they'd have told me..."

"You'd have threatened them with your scissors." Tori said, feeling very tired. "Baby, I understand, you feel like I got all he breaks. But you're really positioned to do so much better. That is, once you get your name out there. You're a filmmaker now. Star, director, producer, there's no limit to what you could do. Why, what about the stories you used to write? I'll bet you could have quite the career as a writer."

Jade was crying now, softly sobbing. Tori, feeling like maybe missed something, that somehow she'd unintentionally said the wrong thing, tried a different argument. "Not everything went my way. Do you remember Kojezzy? Back at Hollywood Arts, Andre and I tried to sell him a song, and we failed the baby test. That didn't go our way." For a moment she remembered how much she hated babies that day, as she was crying into Andre's shoulder.

"Oh yea, one thing went wrong for you, and left you crying. And how many songs, on your last album, did he help produce?" The blue eyed girl asked, pulling her wife back to the present, and the raven haired problem sitting on the very expensive couch, in that nice house with the view Tori loved so much.

"I don't see what relevance that has..." The singer sighed. "Three, but only two of them were chart topper. And he had nothing to do with the other two hits off that album." She could see where that argument was going. "And this isn't helping is it?"

"Look, I get it, it wasn't your fault." Jade admitted. But she was still looking hurt, her envy naked on her face. "But I thought I had this one. I worked so hard, and I.. You, you just let the world know you were looking for a part, and they didn't even ask you to audition."

"But I did." The tanned girl admitted, then clarified. "I sent a video audition in while on that short tour of Asia." She wrapped her arms around her wife, trying to show as much comfort as she could. "Look, I know this sucks, and hope they have some kind of role for you. In fact, I'll ask, see what they have, what kind of roll they can give the girl who almost had the lead. Say I want you, or I'll walk..."

Jade's face hardened even more at the thought that her wife had to get her roles. "Okay, bad choice of words." Tori quickly added, standing to rush across the room to retrieve the scrip they'd sent her. "But think about it. I mean, any major roll in this film could still help lunch your career. We just need to be practical. I mean, the folks at the studio," She glanced down to read who was involved in production, "or B.E.W. productions, or even Miss Swain, would want the best shot of this movie making..." Her voice slowed down with as she realized something. Reading over to the test script she'd gotten, she checked the name of the author again. Something was bothering her, and she wanted to know what. "This script, the story it's based on, all of it was written by a Misses N SWAIN! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Her sympathetic face was morphing into one of rage.

Jade, still fighting her quiet sobs, hadn't noticed her wife go from supportive to pissed. "That N had better not be for Nancy." Tori seethed, stomping back to where her wife sat in their living room, with the wonderful view Tori just had to have, even if it let in way too much daylight for her wife's taste.

"Sorry, what?" Jade asked. She was still hurting from once again being passed over for the more acceptable Vega girl. She suspected no girl liked to be rejected, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

"Did you write this fucking movie?" The pop princess growled, waving the script in her face.

"What?" The goth asked, looking surprised. "Tori, this is a romantic dromady, taking place across the backdrop of..."

"You wrote this, didn't you?" Tori accused. "I'm gonna call my agent and find out about Miss Swain…." She reached for the phone, her rage and frustration seeping from her body in waves..

"OKAY!" Jade stopped her. "Okay, I wrote it." She admitted. Then, looking at the anger still on her wife's attractive face, she tried to explain. "This was gonna be my Goodwill Hunting. I wrote it for me, to show off my range, and things kinda snowballed."

"Anything else I should know?" Tori was standing, using the height advantage it gave her to try and intimidate her usually fiercer wife.

"I may have a producer credit as well." Jade admitted. The writers voice was small, something Tori rarely got to see.

"B.E.W. productions? Blue Eyed Witch, maybe?" The singer growled, shaking with anger at her wife's audacity.

"Okay, maybe an executive producer credit, and I own the production company the studio asked to make it, but they wouldn't let me have final casting control, insisting the director get to make those choices. And oh yea, they insisted on a particular director." The pale girl explained. "My own movie, and I couldn't choose who I wanted to make it or star in it." she looked sad again.

"Wait, your not directing it?" The tanned girl asked, still fuming over how childish Jade had been.

"Nope, just an associate directors credit. That like an assistant director, but I get to make some decisions, cause I'm the producer. I just had to hand over a lot of control to the director of their choice." Jade looked sad, almost devastated. "I was gonna do everything before things took off and the studio loved the script. They just wanted more control, as well as proof I was good for the part, so I auditioned for the lead. How was I to know the director would choose miss perfect Tori Vega over me?" Her eyes focused on the floor, and the thick carpeting Tori had insisted upon for snuggling purposes. Jade hated that their carpet was bought based on how comfortable it would be to lay there. But she couldn't focus on that, not with her wife ranting in her face, taking advantage of her already emotionally weakened state.

"Here I was, thinking of backing out, but nooo, you had to be the one behind all of this." Tori ranted. "And you want to know the worst part of everything? Do you? Huh? Do you? Huh? HUH?!" She was dangerously close to Jade now, pushing the other girl with her body to emphasis each 'huh'.

Jade was still in retreat, found herself not willing to risk angering her other half. "Uhh, maybe..." She started, figuring it would be easier to say something then try staying quiet.

"No, you don't get to talk." Tori cut her off, the singers voice a hiss. "What hurts the most is you didn't even bother to tell me ANY of this." The one word she screamed caused the pale girl to flinch. "What? Did you really think I couldn't be happy for you? That I'd be what, threatened by you having some success?"

"I didn't..." That was where she was cut off, again.

"You didn't want to jinx it." Tori mocked. "Damn it, Jade, I believe in your fucking talent, but you don't seem to. What the holy fuck is it gonna take for you to realize we are equal partners in this marriage? Maybe I earn more money now, maybe I will the rest of our lives. But I made you my priority, and I'm..." She started sobbing, as her anger burned itself out and the hurt took over. "I'm trying so god damn hard to be there for you. I just wanted..." Her tears overtook any ability to understand her from there, but she kept talking, sobbing her pain and disappointment out at her wife.

Jade was more unnerved by the tears then she'd ever been by anyone yelling at her. Wrapping her arms around her wife, she found herself making apologies for everything. "I'm sorry. I was just so sure things would go sideways. I was hoping, praying that this role would give me equal footing, I forgot that, to you, we're always on equal footing. Please, forgive me?" She begged.

Tori took a good five minutes to cry herself out. After that, she was beat, having used up so much emotional energy dealing with her wife's crap. The two sat there, on the couch, holding each other, as Tori slowly came back to herself. "Jade?" She asked, her voice raw from the outburst.

"Yes?" The goth asked, trying to hide just how nervous she was feeling. Tori claimed they were equals, but to her the Latina always had the power in their relationship. It made fighting harder.

"You know your in the doghouse for lying to me, right?' Tori croaked out.

"Yes, I know." Jade agreed, unaware just how much Tori felt she had the power in their love. Yes, both knew that the goth probably was far more smitten with the other girl, but given how much Tori was willing to give up, sacrifice, or do for her wife, that thought often scared Tori as to what the other, less secure girl might do one day.

'Jade's always been good at hurting people, but no one realizes she's better at hurting herself.' The singer once again thought. "I'm expecting special treatment on the set." She informed her producer.

"You're the star, so whatever you want." Jade assured her.

"I'm nailing you between takes." Tori said, somehow managing to smile at the face her wife must be making.

"What?" The voice was soft, more surprised then angry.

"I'm gonna be around you all day, every day, for lots of long hard days. I'm gonna need me some relief." Tori said as she pulled her head up to meet her wife's eyes. "I know, you'll be working between most takes, but guess what? I know you'll have time, every day, where we can go to my trailer and I can have my wicked way with you. And I mean that, I'm going to have the sex I enjoy. Get used to me taking you from behind."

"Please, no anal." Jade begged.

"Just doggy style." Tori assured her. "This film is going to be the long sex fest all our friends were so sure we'd be having once we got married." Then she broke out in a full smile. "What? I love sex with my baby, and if we're being honest here, one of my greatest joys in life is the sound you make when you climax. Speaking off, I think you owe me a quick session right now. Come babe, I wanna see you cum." The singer took her wife's hand, leading the other girl to the bedroom.

"I thought you said special treatment ON set." Jade managed to giggle as she was being led to their room, and the toys Tori had stockpiled for just such an occasion.

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So, thoughts?