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So I was sitting alone in the Black Box Theatre when there was a sudden shadow making itself towards me. Really? I came here to be alone for fuck sake. Whoever this was, I was surely going to scare them away just from one look, I certainly wasn't in the mood, and my face said it all. I stood up to realise it was Vega. And I looked at her with such exasperation. I was then distracted by the way she was walking towards me. With such sublimity.

I then came to the sudden realisation that she was actually saying something "Jade?" She said it oh so sweetly and I hated it.

"What Vega?" I snapped back at her.

"Are…" she paused for a bit. She looked anxious. I was laughing inside. She continued. " You okay?"

Why the sudden worry? You never cared before. "I'm fine, now run along. I'm busy" I said with a little temper in my voice.

"You don't look busy" What? Does she really want to piss me off anymore?

I looked into her chocolate brown eyes, they seemed clutched. "Go away, Tori" I just wanted to be alone. Why won't she leave me the fuck alone?

"No"

"No?" I questioned her. I can't believe she seriously has the nerve to speak to me that way. Ugh.

"Yeah, Jade. No!" Fury began to burn inside of me. I hate you, Vega, I hate you!

"1…" I began to count. She knew what this meant. Everyone did. As soon as I begin counting down, run for your life. Because as soon as I reach 3, and you aren't gone, I will seriously hurt you in more ways than one.

Vega rolled her eyes. Why is she pushing me like this? Fuck, Vega. "Jade I'm not goi…" I cut her off.

"2!" I was getting ready to strike her. At least I thought I was…

"I care about you, Jade…" I stopped counting. You're lying. You're just saying that to make yourself feel better.

I was caught off guard. I looked at her with confusion, but it changed to anger in matter of seconds. "Fuck off, Vega" The bitterness came straight from my mouth. And it felt great.

She looked hurt. Good. That's what I aim for. That's where I get my kicks, you see? If I can make her feel as bad as she makes me, I feel somewhat better. "J… Jade, please" She stumbled on my name. Is she guilty about something?

"No, Tori! I just want to be alone. Don't you fucking get that? You don't care about me. Why is it only now you choose to talk to me?" I took a few steps back. I wanted to get out of here. My face started to heat up.

"Because you're always such a gank, especially towards me. And hate it!" Good. I made her angry. Now she knows how I feel. Well, not really. "Friends aren't supposed to be like that, Jade."

"I'm not your friend" I said plainly.

She rolled her eyes. How dare her. "Whatever Jade… Whenever you stop acting like a child, I will talk to you, right now you're being a down right bitch about it" Wow, Vega just swore!

"How about you just stop acting like you care about everything and everyone. Because you don't!"

"Okay, I may not care a lot about some things, but I have respect for people. But I really do care about you Jade" She looked so sure, but I know she's a great actress. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Yeah, ok, I'm going" Fuck her. I didn't have to stay here and listen to her shit. I tried to leave but something grabbed my arm and pulled me back. What the fuck Vega?

"JADE!" She yelled. Wow, okay Latina, calm your tits.

"Get the fuck off of me!" Tears formed in my eyes. This is too much. Vega is messing with my head and I fucking hate her. She fills me with so much rage. She must have seen the tears in my eyes, because she gave up. I stormed out of the Black Box Theatre, I was about to break down.

I had to maintain a normal face before I got to my car. There were kids all over the place; I couldn't let them see me break down. That would make me seem feeble and that is something I'm not.

I reached my car, without putting my seatbelt on, I started it up and drove off as quickly as I possibly could. I hit the steering wheel aggressively a couple of times. I hate feeling like this, I really do. All because of Tori fucking Vega. Tears were now streaming down my face, my makeup began to run and as I wiped my eyes it smudged. I am a total mess, and it's all Tori's fault. I need to get back at her, no one makes me feel this way and get away with it, Nobody!

As soon as I got home I flopped on my bed and began to cry even harder. No one was home and I really had to let it out. I felt so many things at once; hatred, frustration, anger, fury, dubious but yet I couldn't stop thinking about Tori; I love to hate her and I hate to love her. I'm stuck in like a circle, a dog chasing its tail. I'm not going to end up anywhere.

Everyone thinks I am a monster, or like a demon, I don't know. My heart has been said to be cold. But I have a heart, and it beats for Tori. And I don't think I can ever make it stop beating for Tori.

Containing these feelings is probably the worst thing I can possibly do. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I have no one to talk to. Nobody cares.

I kept sobbing on my pillow, part of it was soaked. At least I cried some of the pain away, but a lot of it still remained. These feelings for Tori burn deep inside of me, and it fucking hurts.

The sound of my crying had gotten quieter, that's when I heard a sudden noise outside my bedroom door. I looked at my clock. Fuck, my little sister is home from school. She is probably outside waiting for me to come out so she can piss me off, like she always does. She is just like me. She finds something that irritates someone else just so she can get a kick out of it. But when she does this to me, I want to high five her in the face with a shovel. Ok, maybe not that extreme, but you get the picture.

"FUCK OFF, BOBBIE" I wasn't in the mood for any more shit today.

"How did you know I was here?" I heard a faint voice behind my door.

Did I seriously have to put up with this? Thank god there was a lock on my door or she probably would have snuck her little fucking ass in here, no doubt

Without responding to the brat, I picked up the closest thing which happened to be my bedside clock and forcefully threw it at my door. It made a loud noise and left a small dint. The brat got the message, I heard her walk down stairs. .

I shoved my face into my pillow again. Today is not my day. I hate today, in fact I hate a lot of things as you have probably realised.

There's one thing I need right now, and it's my favourite thing in the world. That's right, you guessed it, Coffee. That delicious hot beverage I simply could not live without.