A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating sooner, I'll try and do my best in future weeks. I'm gonna say in advance Happy Easter, and I know I'm a little late, but happy 10th anniversary to Victorious! Stay safe guys, and stay inside!

Note: (I kinda accidentally forgot to do this last time) I definitely don't own Victorious, or any of it's characters, though I wish I did.

"Standing in front of me in fact was, not my elderly neighbour, but instead, the world famous, triple threat, dancer, actress and singer, Liz Mixer Grande!"
Cat squealed as if she was a kid receiving free lollies from the milk bar.
"Oh my actual gosh! You met Liz Grande and you didn't tell me, your absolute best friend?!"
"Uh...Cat, you aren't exactly the best at keeping secrets, you do realise..." Jade remarked.
"What's that meant to mean?" Cat snapped. Then, in a second, her personality changed, again.
"Did you at least get her autograph?"
"Noooo"
"Aww, man. So...why are you telling me this now?"
"Cause...she made me promise not to tell anyone anything."

Jade stood in front of the door, mouth open in disbelief. The normally snappy and angsty teenager couldn't believe her eyes.
"Bbbbut...you're Liz Grande!"
"In the flesh!" Liz smiled. It was a nice enough gesture, but Jade saw that the smile didn't quite meet her eyes.
"Listen, kiddo, you can't tell anyone I'm here."
"What about Mrs Grumpy pants?"
"You mean the lady I hired to pretend to be living here? Oh, I fired her. I had to buy a house in case the worst scenario happened."
"Worst scenario?"
"Look, can you try and just forget about this? I...I...I just need a place to hide myself away...away from him."
Jade was smarter than she let on. As soon as Liz had said the words him and hide, she figured out what was going on.
"Do you need help?" she politely asked, all of her playful manners from before gone. "I can call the police or something and tip them off."
"Nah, it's fine." Liz said. "Besides, who are people more likely to believe, a former famous celeb, fading away from the spotlight, beginning to go bankrupt, or a multibillionaire, young, handsome, sexy, smouldering, angelic hunk who's been in pretty much every action movie and hasn't had a single charge laid against him? I'll be alright, knowing him, he'll just move on to another lady in a few months time."
Liz began to close the door. "And kiddo, tell no one. No one! Please! I don't know what will happen if he finds out!"
Jade solemnly nodded.
"Cross my heart and hope to die." she promised.

Cat suddenly gasped.
"Hang on a minute...but didn't it say in the news a few days ago that she was found dead, of attempted suicide?"
Jade nodded, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.
"I...it was all my fault. I was the one. The one who caused her to die. I could have prevented it. But I didn't."
Cat put a loving hand on Jade's back.
"I'm sure you didn't mean to, whatever you did."
"You don't know that Cat! I was the one who caused all the trouble afterwards! You haven't heard the full story of what happened!"
Cat plonked down on a nearby sofa. "This calls for a sleepover." she declared. "I wanna listen to this."