Broken Wings Chapter 5

A/N: Yep, it's me again, and yep it's that time again…Now, what I need to keep this story going is tattoos, who wants to give me tattoos? Anyone? No? Oh well, I'll keep posting anyways.

(Tori's P.O.V.)

I finally got out of my bed, I was starting to stink, if I was being honest with myself. I grabbed some clothes and walked across the hall to the bathroom, I plugged my Pair Phone into some speakers and let the music wrap me in it's warmth. After locking the door, I grabbed my small pocket knife from under the sink. I smiled when "Miss Nothing" by The Pretty Reckless started playing. I sat my knife on the counter and removed my clothes, I looked at myself, naked, I picked up my knife, opening it, I stared at the blade for a long time. I could see myself in the reflection of the sharp metal, I smiled at my reflection but I could still see the sadness in my own eyes.

I dragged the blade slowly across my chest, right over my left breast, as the knife slid across my skin, I watched the blood run down my breast. Part of me was turned on by the pain, part of me thought it was tragically beautiful, and part of me just though I was pathetic for doing it. I did the same over my right breast, and thought the same thing as I watched the blood.

I got into the shower, watching the water wash the blood away, watching it as it went down the drain, I just stood there, watching, thinking, doing nothing but standing. My emotions started getting the best of me an I slid down the wall of the shower, tears mixing in with the water that was falling on me. I had the pocket knife with me in the shower so I could clean it, but right now I couldn't, I had to do one more thing, I grabbed the knife from where it had fallen in the shower and carved "Worthless" in to my left leg and "Nothing" into my right, with any luck the words would scar and I could be reminded about what I am for the rest of my life.

I cleaned the knife, washed my hair, loving the pain of the shampoo hitting my cuts. I got out of the shower, I stood there long enough that the bleeding had stopped fully. I dried my legs and my chest carefully and put gauze over the wounds, I throw on my sweat pants and a t-shirt, leaving the bathroom. I entered my room and went straight to my laptop, I needed music.

I played a little of everything, but mostly The Pretty Reckless and He Is We, and I slowly feel asleep.

My alarm rings and I get up, I feel numb, like there is no happiness in me anymore. I get dressed and make my way down to the kitchen, "Good morning, sweetie." My mom smiles at me, and I put on a very fake smile, she doesn't realize that its fake, can we say good actress? "How did you sleep?"

"I slept great, mom." I said, sounding as joyful as I could, she couldn't see through me and that's what I liked, my mom doesn't know me like she thinks. Ignorance is bliss.

I grabbed an apple and left, today was a walking day.

(Jade's P.O.V.)

I was standing next to my locker, honestly confused as fuck. I know I love Tori, but do I love her as more then a friend? Is that why I'm always pushing her away? I don't know, but I know I need to find out. I got here early, nobody was here just yet, and that's how I like it, alone, it's nice to be alone.

While I was deep in thought, I heard the front doors of the school close, I looked up to see Tori she was just standing there, staring at me. Our eyes locked, and while I stared into her eyes I felt safe, like that her eyes were the only place I could get lost in and not get hurt. It was a weird feeling for me, I didn't feel safe when I looked into Beck's eyes, or anyone's eyes for that matter. I didn't really know what to make of this moment, but I didn't want it to go away, I just stood there, she just stood there and we were lost.

I didn't realize that she walked up to me, I don't think she realized that she was doing it. When I noticed that she was no longer across the room, I wanted to say something, anything, but I couldn't, I didn't know what to say. I did the only thing that I could think of, I hugged her, tightly. I heard her take in a sharp breath when our bodies made contact. "Tori, what's wrong?" I asked as I pulled back.

She put on a fake smile. "Nothing, why would anything be wrong?" She giggled. "I should be asking you what's wrong, you're acting differently, you never hug me with out prompt."

I could see through her façade, I knew her to well, I kinda knew what she was going through these past few day, to fall for her shit. "Cut the shit, Tori. That was a sound of pain. I didn't squeeze you that hard. So, I ask again, what's wrong." She rolled her eyes and turned to walk away, I grabbed her by her wrist and turned her back around to face me.

"It's nothing, really, don't worry about it."

"If you're not going to talk to me about it, then you need to talk to someone. You telling me not to worry makes me worry. I'm trying to be nice and friendly, Tori, you're not trying at all."

"Who said that I wanted you to be nice and friendly? I told you how I feel and you rejected me. You rejected me after saving me, I don't get you. Why don't you just let go of my wrist and we can pretend like none of this ever happened, okay? You can go back to being cruel and I can go back to being the girl everybody assumes is the happy girl that nothing bothers. Sound good to you? Sounds good to me." She looked into my eyes, I couldn't look away, I couldn't do anything. "Now, let go of me and I'll be on my way." She whispered as she got closer to me.

She was so close to me, I was between her and the lockers, I didn't mind really. I noticed that her eyes flicked to my lips and back, real quick, if I wouldn't have been paying attention I wouldn't have seen it. I reached up, cupping her check, my eyes never leaving hers, leaning in until our lips met. It was like an electric shock going through my body, the kiss was slow, our lips fit perfectly. I dropped her wrist, sliding my hand up her arm to her neck.

Tori wrapped her arms around my back, pulling me closer to her, I slide my hand down to rest above her left breast, but as soon as my hand touches her chest she lets me go and backs away.

"Okay, what's really going on with you, Tori." I ask.

"Maybe I just didn't want a snaky bitch touching me." She looked, she looked at me like she was trying to mean the words she just said, but I could tell she just wanted to hid whatever she was already hiding. "Or maybe I just- UGH! Just forget it." She said as she spun around and walked off. This time I let her, it was obvious that I needed time to think about what just happened.