Title: Inner Circle
Author: Jonathan
Rating: T
Chapter: One
Category: Tori/?
Spoilers: All of Victorious. Maybe some Sam and Cat too. Depends on the timing. But everything is running in the current time frame.
Summary: Doors open to rooms all the time. But do all doors open to traditional rooms or can they lead somewhere else?
Disclaimer: Victorious is owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom
Good. I guess that means you do have some interest in my story. Well, I gotta say, it really gets screwed up, and I get thrown into a situation where I never ever thought could be possible. The whole concept sounds insane, and it boggles any sense of reason. I'm still reeling from the fact that what I'm doing is even slightly possible.
And lemme guess. You're just as wigged out by even the mere mention of this possibility. The whole idea behind this goes so against the natural order of science, that I honestly have no sense of how this is actually possible. But it is. Apparently… well… here it is. I found a door that leads to inside the brain of Robbie Shapiro. Yep you heard me. I found a real door made of wood, that when I open it, and go through it, I find myself inside Robbie's melon. I've gottrn to experience everything that he does. I get to hear all his thoughts, and I get to see everything that he does, and I get to feel it too…
I really mean everything too. It's almost like being inside him allows me to get the whole Robbie Shapiro experience. And I gotta be honest. What freaked me out at first has become something tremendous. I wouldn't trade it in for anything in the world. There's something about being in is head that is so intoxicating, so… so… just so wonderful…
Just so… I still can't believe I found this door…
The only problem though… the only problem is I haven't told him. I know. I know that seems so wrong, seems so against anything with merit. I even felt at times that I'm raping him. And with each time I go inside, I just feel so dirty. I do… I really do. But this is just so…
Look, I get it. I do. Especially when I'm not in his head, and I look into his brown eyes… I just… Robbie, I'm sorry. But I just can't give this up. I can't. I'm not even sure how to talk about this to him. You try telling someone that you have the ability to go inside your head, and how would you react?
I'll tell you how he probably would react. He wouldn't believe me. And when I tell him that I can prove it, he still wouldn't believe me. And if anything, I know Robbie Shapiro. I know allot about him just from everyday life before this whole discovery, but even after this… I learned even more. If I were to tell him, he would never… he would never want to talk to me again, and that… that, I couldn't take...
There is just so… God, I sometimes feel like a bitch, but I can't give this up. I just can't…
Letting out a sigh, I pull out of my bed and hit the desk. Turning on the light, I can't help but notice the diary I started about my experiences within the walls of Robbie Shapiro's head. Flipping up the book, I look down and the date reads, 'May 15th,' Taking the corner of the current page, I quickly turned it back a few pages, already getting ready to slightly relive the memories of the past few weeks; Principal Eikner leaving, Principal Dubois taking his place, Spring Break, Prome, the hospital… allot happened since I made her discovery.
Allot happened… and all through I had the luxury of being able to spend some of it experiencing it through the eyes of Robbie. Sure, I couldn't really do it during their spring break, but that didn't mean I didn't feel the remnants of my discoveries.
I learned allot about Robbie…
Flipping back another page, I couldn't help but reread my take on how this all began…
It actually started just before Robbie's hospital visit. Just before he got sent to the hospital and I gave him the blood he needed to make it out of their alive. Stupid car. Anyway, I was actually…
"Run for it, Tori!"
I looked at him confused, "What?" Turning my head, I glanced at Robbie as he started to sprint down the field. "Robbie?"
He turned around, and pointed, "It's the mothers!"
"Mothers?" I showed a bewildered look, "Mothers…"
Robbie nodded, "The ones with the big…"
"Sticks…" I put together. Realizing that it was the mother from earlier when Robbie brought the leftover ice cream when we were looking for the remaining letters in Ke$ha's name.
"Run for it!" Robbie yelled as we continued to run for it. But then he stopped when he saw me starting to slow down. "Tori! C'mon!"
"But they're not after me." I realized, thinking back to the day's actual events. "I'll just tell them that…"
"So, you're going to leave me?" He asked, hurt. His eyes going back to the running women.
I looked at him, seeing the fear in his eyes. I couldn't let him go at this alone. He may be annoying at times, and he may be disturbing. But he is my friend, and I can't do that to him. "Fine." He smiled.
Then we started running again. "You think they'd stop if we tell them we were just bringing Justin home?"
I gave him a look, "Why would they stop chasing us because we were bringing home the boy that gave us the last letter in Ke$ha's name?"
He shrugged, "I don't know… I just…"
"Just run." I told him, and we continued to run. Looking to the left we noticed the school. "C'mon… we'll lose them…"
Robbie nodded, and we made our way to the school, climbing the steps two at a time. Knowing full well that even the school would be open because the Black Box Theatre was in use tonight. Opening the doors, we both walked inside. Finally being able to catch our breaths.
"Thanks for staying, Tor." Robbie said to me.
"It's not a problem." Looking around, we both knew we couldn't stay out in the open. "We just need to hide like… thirty minutes?"
"Maybe." Robbie said slightly. He went to a closed window, peering out, taking note of the approaching mothers. "Tori, we gotta move. They're almost here."
I nodded. "Orange hallway." He nodded, and we both started to run down the school, hoping that we would be far enough to keep them at bay. "We should be safe for a half hour."
Running together, we finally started to slow down when we noticed the orange hallway doors closed, locked. "Great." He said, sighing in annoyance.
"It's okay." I told him. "C'mon. We'll go down here." Robbie nodded, and we ran further down, hoping to avoid the irritated mothers. But then we both saw the doors open across the hall. "Great…"
"Robbie…" I attempted.
He looked at me, letting out a tired breath. "Just go, Tori. Thanks… But I got this…"
"But Robbie… I told you that I'm not leaving you…"
He smiled. "Just go. I already did this once. I can do it again…"
"But…"
"Thanks." He nodded. "Just hide. We'll meet after…"
And even before I could say anything, he pulled me in a hug, held me for a few seconds, and went the other direction, bringing the mothers attention back to him.
I just stood there, shocked. Shaking my head, I cleared my thoughts and went to find a hiding place. Lucky enough, I found a sudden janitor closet. Strangely enough, I never noticed this other one before. Rather than question it, I opening the door, and went inside I hoped I could wait out the mothers. Looking around, this room seemed almost like the other one by the Wahoo Punch machines. Only difference was that it was actually somewhat bigger. As I continued to look, I noticed an overhead light bulb. Pulling on the string, the light flashed on…
"Dammit, Robbie. We could've done something…"
But nothing happened. He just shoved her aside, saving her from a nasty faggot of sticks. And just before you looking at me with a disgusted look. No I didn't swear. faggot means a bundle of sticks. Shaking my head, I looked around, and that's when I saw it…
The door was rather small, but there it was. Just behind some boxes. Kneeling down, I moved some of the boxes aside, and opened the door. Looking it, it was rather dark. But I started to crawl through, thinking that it was just something like a ventilation shaft…
But nope…
It was the doorway to Robbie Shapiro's head…
Closing the book, I fell back in the chair. That was just the beginning. From a simple concert that my friends and I were able to get together with Ke$ha became a monster of an experience. And just in case you ask me what happened next, I kinda don't really know. I mean, yeah I found myself in his head, and reflecting back, I could only wince in pain when the mothers attacked him. But I couldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything to help him… I just sat there and watched…
And I fell down a hill beside the Los Angeles Airport. Yep, The airport. Why? I don't know. Fifteen minutes, and I was back in the world, rolling on my back and falling to my knees. Weird as fuck. But yeah.
Eventually, I managed to get back home within a reasonable amount of time. It really became easy when I found a local bus stop and got a ride home. But nevertheless, once fifteen minutes hit, I was gone.
And it sucked. Landing hard, feeling the pain. But what even hurt more was the loss of Robbie's contact. Losing the closeness, losing the warmth, losing the connection…
That's what hurt the most.
Robbie Shapiro has a wonderful mind. A little complexed. Especially when I found out just how close he really was to Rex. Among other things. But between everything i found out, he was just…
A person I got to know intimately.
And I can't tell him anything about it…
Damn Justin. Damn him wanting to kiss me, Cat, and Jade. He screwed my life up.
But in all honesty?
I wouldn't change a thing.
TBC in Chapter 2