A/N: Thank you so much for your reviews. This chapter was so hard to write because I just had so many ideas and conflicting emotions. Hope you enjoy :-)

Her whole body was numb. Right now, Jade West was oblivious to the world around her. She didn't know that she bumped into a girl in the hallway, causing her to drop her books. She didn't know that the girl had given her the finger, calling her a bitch. And frankly, if she had known, she wouldn't have cared anyway. Jade had practically sped to her house, slamming every door behind her. She had spent a solid hour sitting on her bed, numb, looking around. Thoughts raced through her head. She was royally screwed. This whole situation was fucked up. Her phone beeped.

Hey, just finished getting ready. Will be there in 10. Can't wait! X

"Fuck!" Jade screamed, throwing her phone across the room, smashing her bedroom mirror. Storming out of her bedroom, Jade decided to raid her fathers alcohol. She took a large sip of his vodka, loving the burn down her throat and in heat of the moment she threw the bottle across the kitchen. The smash of glass against the brick wall exhilarated Jade into an angry frenzy. Anything that was made of glass or ceramics and was in Jade's path was history. Just as she threw a glass vase, Tori's voice distracted her. "Shit," Reality hit her in the gut. She was oblivious to the fact that her hands were cut up and bleeding.

"Jade? I know you're in there so let me in!"

She panicked. Jade didn't want this. Everything suffocated her, causing Jade to have slight anxiety. She looked at the environment around her – this reflected how she felt inside – the broken glass.. He'd broken her. Jade decided she was done with it all. He couldn't get to her if she wasn't here. The glass slid easily across her delicate and porcelain-like skin. She watched as the blood flew freely, trickling down and dripping onto the white tiles. Slowly she sat herself down, dragging the glass again, captivated with the blood that was oozing out. It wasn't long before she felt free – free of life, love.. pain.

You love me but you don't know who I am
I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand
And you love me but you don't know who I am
So let me go
Let me go

'Am I missing something?' Inside, Jade snickered. She was missing everything. She was missing the whole fucking point. But she didn't want to explain it. She wanted to fucking scream it all – the pain inside, the whole situation – but she couldn't. "I don't feel anything for you and my judgement was clouded before." Tori felt like she'd just been winded playing sport. Jade wanted Tori to never forget this pain – she wanted her to always remember this so she wouldn't come back, so she would move forward. "Please don't.." The latina's eyes filled with tears, but Jade's mask didn't falter. She decided to twist the knife in further, seeing just how far she could push the latina. "You don't know me, and now I'm showing you who I am. And I'm telling you now that I don't want anything to do with you." They sat in silence for a moment before Jade's eyes moved to the fact that someone had entered the room. "Tor.." Trina's eyes flicked over to her younger sister who was sitting now, slight tears staining her cheeks. "What the fuck did you do, you little bitch?" The older latina screamed, practically pouncing on Jade. Hair was pulled and scratches were made. Instantly Tori got up, calling for help and simultaneously sobbing, attempting to pull her older sister off of the girl who just tore her to shreds. Trina dug her hands into Jade's hair, yanking and spitting into her face. "You think you can just fuck around with my sister and expect to get away with it?" Nurses ran into the room, pulling both Tori and Trina away and out of the room. Tori leant against the wall across from Jade's room. It was surreal, the whole situation. In Tori's head, she'd imagined kissing and happy tears. Instead she got the complete opposite. She got darkness, darkness that suffocated her and made her sick to her very core. She didn't get love, she got hatred. Pure hatred. Slowly it engulfed her, and then she didn't feel anything. She felt darkness inside of her. Everything went black.

Oh can you tell, I haven't slept very well
Since the last time that we spoke, you said
"Please understand if I see you again don't even say hello."

A:N This is a mini chapter, and I'm so sorry for the shortness. I just wanted to etch everything out before moving on to the real drama. Would love more reviews and if you have any recommendations for songs I could possibly use for future chapters.