Higher
A Victorious FanFiction
Inspired By:
My Imaginary-Evanescence (I think it just fits this story/Cat so well ;;A;;)
Chapter Two: My Imaginary
Cat sighed in relief, as she softly shut the door behind her. She didn't want to speak to anyone. She got up from her crouch, cautiously making her way across the house. Her soft brown eyes were wide with fear, clinching her heart in a tight hold as she finally made it to her door. Her father wasn't home…or so it seemed. She breathed a sigh of relief, locking the door behind her. She was furious with herself. How could she just let her mask become so fragile in front of Robbie? He was probably telling everyone now of how stupid she looked. She sniffed, though it wouldn't matter since everyone already thinks that. She heard her phone go off but she didn't bother reaching for it. She shifted uncomfortably, her body rested against the door. Her eyes closed as the barrier finally broke. She was alone.
Finally.
A sob echoed throughout the room, the tears streaming down her cheeks. Cat imagined she was someplace else, slipping into her mind. It was the only place she could escape. She was surrounded in the field of paper flowers. The wind brushed softly against her cheek, spiraling around her. The silence in the field was amazingly peaceful. She raised her hand, looking at it curiously. A red flower. It was delicate and fragile. Only the gentlest hands could wield it. It would shatter in others. The flower was beaten, its petals ripped and bruised. No one cared to take care of it anymore, so it was left alone to die.
Cat furrowed her eyebrows in empathy. The poor flower. She held onto it tightly, telling herself that she would keep it safe. She opened her eyes once more, revealing the shattered flower in her hands. Each petal flew off slowly, gently as it crumbled into ash. She tried to regain it, panic seizing in her chest. She held onto the remains, closing her eyes. Her lower lip trembled as she kept her fragile hold on the ash.
"Cat?" A voice woke her to reality. She stared up at her father, his soft gaze upon her. She felt herself tense up as he wrapped his arms around her. "I heard you weren't in school today. You didn't tell anyone, did you?"
"No," She glanced down at her hands, wishing she had the flower once more.
"Good," He whispered in her ear. "Because I would be sad if we missed our bonding time. Now why don't you get ready for dinner?"
"Y-Yes sir." She mumbled. She watched him leave, a sigh of relief escaping her lips. She rose to her feet, swaying side to side dizzily. She walked to the dinner table in silence. Her mom, father, and brother were already eating. She sat down, glancing around to see what's for dinner. She nibbled at the noodles on her plate. The cold stare of her father was on her, watching her eat. She felt numb. She finished quickly, retreating to the comfort of her room once more.
She decided to check her phone, picking up her PearPhone. Most of the messages were from Tori and Jade. Just the same as usual when she skips. Robbie called once, leaving a voicemail behind. She bit her lip, calling her voicemail. She left it on speaker, not bother to lift it to her ear.
"You have, one new message. You have, 5 saved messages. First message: Hey Cat, its Robbie. I was just calling to see how you were feeling since…lunch. You don't have to talk to me about it, but it might help. Call me back."
"You ungrateful bitch!" A voice echoed throughout her room. She whirred around, gapping as her dad stood furiously at the doorstep. She raised her hands in defense as he slapped her across the face. "You told me you didn't speak of it."
"I-I didn't!" She screamed, her heart clenching violently in fear.
"Sure," He spat. "You're going to be punished for this."
She shrieked helplessly as he tore open her shirt. She stood there, covering her chest as he slammed a belt onto her fragile skin. She whimpered, the pain flashing across her stomach. It was hit after hit. It never ended. It never stopped. It would never end for her. She stared listlessly at the ceiling, drowning out the crack of the belt. She felt numb to the pain now, yet the wound of her heart throbbed painfully with each hit. Once he had stop, he was panting heavily over her. He grunted a mindless word as he stoked her face softly. A whispers of apologizes escaped his lips as he kissed her softly. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she was left on the bed alone. The ache embraced her, creeping up as her father shut the door behind him. He was gone, leaving her to finally escape to her dreams. It was the only escape now. Reality was too much to bear. She closed her eyes, escaping to the field of paper flowers.
Robbie smiled softly at the flower in his hand. He found it on the way to school. It was something he could give to Cat. The reminder of her name brought back the scene from yesterday. It killed him to see her like that. All he wanted to do is wrap his arms around her and make the pain go away. Of course, he knew it wouldn't be that easy. It was a matter of breaking and living. He could see Cat living in limbo, stuck between both sides of the world. He didn't know why, or even what was causing it. He closed his eyes in frustration. He was alone. It felt weird to be solely alone. Rex was no longer at his side because he finally realized that he never existed. He accepted the fact that being alone was better than being treated like a freak everyday. It would have helped with the nagging of his parents. Honestly, did he really look like a person that could see a shrink?
He glanced up, noticing Cat walking through the school doors. He stared at her for a moment, taken aback by the lack of color she dressed in. She wore a loose black hoodie and a pair of tight jeans. She stumbled her way towards her locker, which happened to be right across from her own. Robbie furrowed his eyebrows at Cat, not knowing what to say.
"Cat?" He asked.
She glanced up at him her brown eyes were hollow. She opened her mouth, but closed it once more. She suddenly buried her head in his chest. He tensed from the attack, but slowly regained his posture. He let the flower fall onto the ground. He wrapped his arms around her as they leaned against the locker. She sobbed softly into his shirt, holding onto him tighter. He didn't dare speak nor did he move. The bell rung throughout the school, but they remained still. It felt safe. The nagging question echoed in his mind.
"What happened to you?"
A/N:
/hasofficallydepressedmyself
I thank this oh-so loveable song. 333
Hnngggh.
Review plz~ If you don't want Rex coming back like Chuckie. :O
