Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious or its characters. I just own the plot.
Jade POV
Class went by slowly. So much was on my mind. Patrick wanted to talk to me. What could he possibly want to talk about? Then there was Jason. He was harassing me for sex. Asshole didn't get enough the first time when he ruined my life. Same goes for Patrick. Why can't he just leave me alone! Then there's the obvious problem, Beck hates me in every way he ever could. I kept glancing at him during class. He was looking straight ahead at Sikowitz, like nothing was wrong. Thoughts screamed at me in my head and suddenly the bell rang and yanked me out of my thoughts.
I knew Patrick wanted to talk so I walked out quickly, trying to avoid him. Apparently, it wasn't enough.
"Jade!" I heard Patrick say. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around slowly.
"What do you want Patrick?" I asked. For once he didn't have that smirk on his face. I'm not going to lie, that scared me a bit.
"You're stupid boyfriend punched me in the nose yesterday," he said pointing to his nose, which now had purple bruises on it.
"Not my problem. He's not my boyfriend anymore," I tried to walk away, but he walked in front of me blocking my path.
"No it is your problem!"
"I wouldn't have ever told him about what you did if you would have kept your big mouth shut!" With those words, the smirk appeared on his face.
"Wait…our relationship was one of those big secrets you were afraid to tell him?"
"You hit me and you abused me!" I started to yell now. But the halls were empty so I didn't care.
"You deserved everything I did!" he yelled back.
"I didn't deserve to be pushed down a flight of stairs!" How could he be saying any of this? He hit me, slapped me, shoved me, told me I was stupid and worthless and he's saying I deserved it?
"You were being a slut. You deserved it!" I pushed him a little bit. He was making me so mad.
"Fuck you!" He quickly slapped me across the face. Pain raced through my cheek. It was just like when we were dating. I'm just lucky he only slapped me. He used to give me black eyes and bloody noses; this was being soft for him. I held back tears as he looked at me.
"You should know not to talk to me like that," he said with a mean look on his face. I remember that face just as much as I remember the smirk. "Tell your boyfriend… ex-boyfriend not to mess with me again." He walked away but I couldn't move. As much as I tried I just stood there. After a few minutes, I moved over to a locker and slid my back down until I was sitting on the ground. I buried my face in my hands and cried. I was doing it again. I was letting him control me. He slapped me and I just stood there, scared and weak. I thought this was all behind me, but no here it is.
Wait, why had Beck punched him? We broke up. I cheated on him. I wish I could just talk to him, but I know he's avoiding me at any cost. All of a sudden my thoughts were disturbed by a voice, a voice I sadly know all too well.
"Hey why ya crying?" I heard Jason say as he walked into the hall. I quickly wiped some of the tears away as he sat down on the floor next to me.
"None of your business Jason," I said. I just wanted this kid to go away.
"I'm just trying to help," he said, not like I believed him for a second.
"Well, your help isn't needed," I said.
"You know we used to be friends right? Since we were like 12. I still care and I still want to help," he tried to sound sincere and he was actually doing a pretty great job, but he was right; we've been friends since we were 12, I know him, and I could see right through him.
"Yeah until we had sex," I said with a smirk.
"Ok I'm sorry about what happened that night," he said, lying through his teeth.
"No you're not. You want me to believe you're sorry, so that I'll believe you've changed. And then, if I'm stupid enough or depressed enough, we'll have sex again."
He looked at me like he was offended. When was he going to give up this act of his? He basically already admitted that he only wanted sex again from me. I saw right through him, he didn't have to pretend he was sorry. He was just wasting his time.
"Jade you mean a lot to me and I just-," he stopped talking mid sentence. He was looking at me. "What happened to your cheek?" I quickly moved my hand up to me cheek and touched the one that Patrick slapped. It hurt to touch it and I winced.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, while getting up and walking away. Jason walked after me of course.
"Your cheek is red and bruised. Did someone hurt you?"
"Jason seriously, it's none of your business. Ok so just please, leave it alone." I walked away again and this he didn't follow. I walked quickly to the girls' bathroom. I walked in and looked in the mirror. Jason was right. My cheek was red and was bruising a little bit. Had Patrick really hit me that hard? Just like I did back when we dated, I took out my makeup and covered up my cheek bruise. By the time I was done, the bell had rung and I walked out of the bathroom and to my next class as if nothing had happened.
Beck POV
Lunch came sooner than I hoped it would. Everyone knew me and Jade were fighting and broken up now. That should make it easier. I walked out to our usual lunch table and saw Andre sitting there with Tori. I looked around and saw Jade sitting with Cat at a table a few away from ours. I sat down with Andre and Tori.
"Hey are you ok?" Tori asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, taking a sip of my coffee.
"Well I just thought you might upset about Jade or-," I cut her off.
"Tori I'm fine ok. And I don't want to talk about it," I snapped. I know she's just trying to help, but I honestly didn't want to talk about it. Andre started talking to change the subject. I looked over at Jade; she looked like she wanted to cry. She touched her cheek and winced. She touched it again, and another wince was released. Was she ok? Why did I still care? We broke up because she broke my heart. I shouldn't be caring about her.
"Hey man you want to come?" I heard Andre say.
"What?"
"We're going to go to that Chinese place after school. Do you wana come?" Andre explained.
"Oh no that's cool," I said. They asked if I was sure and I assured them I was. I quickly changed the subject to Sikowitz's homework. They seemed to take the hint and started talking about that. After a bit, I got up and said I was going to the bathroom. Which wasn't a complete lie, I planned on going to the bathroom but really I just wanted to get away from the conversation and Jade, even if she was 4 tables away.
After I got out of the bathroom, I was walking slowly back to the table outside. As I turned a corner, I saw Jade walking to her locker with Patrick walking behind her. I hid behind the wall.
"Patrick I told you he won't talk to me. If you want Beck to leave you alone, you tell him because he won't listen to me!" I heard Jade yell at him. Were they fighting because of me?
"Well, you better make him listen to you, because if he tries to threaten me again, you're the one that's going to pay for it." Shit. This was my fault. He wouldn't really hurt her right, well he did before.
"Why is whatever he does to you my fault?" Jade asked. Her voice was scared, but she was trying to stay strong. I could tell.
"Because you're the one who told him about our relationship," he said. This asshole was blaming her for everything.
"You're the one who told Beck I had secrets. It's your own fault!" She turned away from him, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back over. I wanted to come out from behind the wall and beat him to the ground. But I had a feeling that that would only make things worse for Jade.
"Watch it," I heard Patrick say to Jade. His hand was forcefully gripping her wrist. "You got off easy with the slap." There was a pause. "How is that cheek feeling by the way?" He had this smirk on his face. He had slapped her. He slapped her because I punched him. Jade jerked her hand away from his grip.
"It's bruised…thanks," Jade said before Patrick pushed lightly up against the locker.
"One: watch how you talk to me and two: remember how angry I can get. I don't want to have hurt that pretty face anymore." He backed off and started walking away. After only a couple steps, he turned around and said one more thing. "Talk to Beck." Jade stood there. I saw her tear up a little then she walked quickly over to the janitor's closet and shut the door. I walked slowly to the door and just leaned against the wall. I heard her cry. I heard soft pounds against the wall. I shouldn't feel bad for hitting Patrick. That dirt-bag deserved it. I didn't mean for him to get mad at Jade for it. I didn't know what to do. I needed to fix this. Jade wouldn't talk to me because she knew I didn't want to talk to her. But if she didn't talk to me, Patrick was just going to keep abusing her. Maybe if I just left him alone… but this kid seemed like he wouldn't stop until he knew for sure I wasn't going to mess with him anymore. I would have to talk to him. What about Jade? She's living in the same fear she did when she dated that creep. He's already hit her apparently and trust me by the look of the way he grabbed her wrist it looked like it would defiantly bruise.
I think now I know, I defiantly still love her. It hurt to even just stand here and listen to her cry. It took all of my strength to not come out from behind the wall and kick Patrick's ass. I walked slowly back out to the table and sat down, ignoring the looks from Andre and Tori. I had to straighten out my mind and figure out what I was going to do. I still loved Jade, I knew that. But for some reason, I didn't know if I was ready to forgive her.
A/N: ok so I can not even begin to tell you how sorry I am that this update took so long to put up! But I have been unbelievably busy lately. But I'm not giving up on this story so please don't give up on it! Another update should be up in the next few days because I'm on Thanksgiving break right now.
Please keep reviewing! Patrick's not done being an ass, as suspected by a couple of you. And do you guys think Jason is being sincere in his apology? Please keep reading because the answers will be up soon. R&R you guys! =)
Thanks guys!
-Bade1206 (Emily)
