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-Jade POV-

I needed to get out of town. I needed to start over. So why didn't I? Why wasn't I already on the next bus to Timbuktu by now?

Oh yeah because of that boy I loved. But would he still love me, if he found out. No, it wouldn't matter anyways because he wouldn't find out, no one would.

Right now I just needed to act like nothing happened, so no one would get suspicious. But that was easier said than done, especially since it felt like my whole life was crumbling before my eyes. But I was an actress, I was practically designed for lying.

I turned on my phone to check the time, and saw I had 6 missed call, 4 voicemails, an 14 text messages.

Great.

I quickly went through my calls and messages , and saw all of them were basically the same, asking where I was after I was taken away by that disgusting water buffalo in diapers, at Tori's stupid prome.

Most were from Cat and Beck, who arrived from Canada just this morning, but there were texts from (ew) Sinjin. Ugh how the hell did he get my number anyways?

After a replying to Beck and Cat saying I was alright, I took a shaky breath and heaved myself off the ground. My vision did somersaults, and I steadied myself against the building. My body hurt in all the wrong places, after sitting hours upon hours against the rough brick wall, but I held my head high and strode to the bus stop (double ew).

When I got home, I still had about 1 hour until school started, every fiber in my body protested on going, since I still hadn't slept in who knows how many hours, but I couldn't let people think something was up.

Luckily my parents were already at work, so I crept up the stairs, feeling more paranoid than ever. I flinched at every creak of the house, every car that cruised by, every bird that chirped outside. Suddenly everything seemed to be teasing me, mocking me with their innocence and naivety that I so desperately craved. I wanted to believe the world was rainbows and sunshine- well I never actually believed that before, I knew there were some dark twisted stuff in this world, I just never thought I'd get caught in it.

I stepped into the porcelain shower, and let the freezing water pelt my skin. I didn't want it to be any warmer, the colder the water, the more numb my body felt. I let myself slowly escape from this macabre world that I was forced to be burdened with.

My eyes caught a soft glint of light from the corner of the shower, and I realized that it was my razor. The dull bathroom light danced against the metal blades, that almost seemed to be calling me. Saying I deserved all that was happening to me, and in fact I deserved even more, I deserved to feel more pain.

And why shouldn't I, it would let me focus on something other than the constant flashbacks that plagued my mind. I reached for the razor, and simply turned it over in my hand, contemplating on whether I should do it.

My mind told me no, that it was stupid, that I wasn't gonna be one of those people, but my conscience...my soul...my heart told me yes, that it was the only way to escape the pain, that I should do it. So I did.

I ran the cool, thin blade along my wrist, and watched in fascination as scarlet beads ran down my my arms, and tinged the water a pale pink. A rush of excitement, and adrenaline ran through my veins, but it was also accompanied by an overwhelming since of self-loathing and guilt. I froze, razor still in hand, and watched as the blood already started to clot.

What was I doing? My common sense finally caught up to me, and I dropped the razor, and quickly got out of the shower, making sure to wear a long shirt.

I roughly wiped away the tears I had recently developed no control over, and numbly went through the rest of my morning routines.

I trudged down the staircase, dreading having to go anywhere, but nonetheless drove slowly to school.

When I pulled up in the school parking lot, I put on my signature glare, and walked over to an awaiting Beck.

"Hey Babe, what happened last night, Andre said he didn't hear from you after Tori's prome." He put an arm around me, and handed me my cup of coffee.

I scowled, "Are you forgetting what yesterday was supposed to be?"

Realization dawned on his face, and he squeezed me closer to him, "I'm sorry, maybe you can do your play next week."

"Whatever." I said, walking to my locker.

"Hey Beck, how was Canada? Did you have any bacon, I don't like bacon, they always have to kill cute little piggys. You know what piggys remind me of? Piglet! You know from Winnie the Pooh..." Cat bounded towards us, but I tuned her out, and continued towards my locker.

Something floated down to the ground, as I opened it, and I bent to pick it up. My eyes scanned the letter, and my heart stopped right then and there.

Pasted on a piece of notecard paper in cut out magazine letters: I know what you did.

So yeah this takes place after the episode 'Prom Wrecker'. I know the magazine cut out letters is really cliché but I couldn't think of anything else :/

So tell me what you think, good? Bad? I think I rushed it a little, but I don't plan on making this story that long, but who knows :)