Tori's Pov:

I didn't know how to feel looking at Cat, she looked frightened, scared, hurt and well…just looked like she needed help.

I sat down next to her, "Sure, sure go ahead." My voice was shaky, how was I supposed to help her when I sound as scared as she was? "I, umm…I…look, I'm sorry I've been acting like such a bitch lately" She said. Huh? Whu? A what? Did she just curse? "No, no it's fine" my voice was still shaking. "No, its not fine. You know, I just…I haven't been a really good friend lately. I'm just..." She drifted off. "Just what?" I ask trying to get her attention, "Oh, I'm just…not happy." (Huh, what?!) "…and I'm just having a lot of family issues." "Oh, yeah…it-it happens. I have a ton of family issues" "No you don't, I mean I'm not trying to be rude but…your family's fine. Your parents are still married, you live in a great house, your sister might be annoying but she's still here and not all mental and locked away like my brother. You should try and talk to her, you know?" oh shit. She's right, and since when did she get so serious? "Yeah, so…you made a comment about my parents being together, did…did yours divorce?" I ask. "Yea" She says. "Oh, Cat, I-I'm sorry" "No, its ok, I don't care that they divorced, all they did was argue. It's why they divorced." "Why? Did he cheat?" "No, they divorced because of me." "Aww, Cat don't blame yourself." "I'm not blaming myself, its just the truth. My dad said so himself. He hates me, and how childish I am and I guess me on top of my mom and my mental brother he just left." "Don't say…I mean, I bet it was just his emotions." (How can I be so sure?) "That's not true, he does hate me. He told me that to my face. I mean…I know I'm childish but I only act this way because I'm sad all of the time and I just…" her lips started to quiver. "No, don't cry! Everything will be fine." Ugh, I'm such a lie. Her eyes started to water, "Nuh-ugh, he hates me so much he doesn't even come see on the weekends anymore, he just goes to visit my brother to avoid me." And…she started crying. I didn't know what to do, I was tired, in shock and felt guilty, so I just put my hand on her shoulder. Great move Tori.

"Don't cry, he's…just stressed I'm sure, it's probably just stress." How many times have I said that? "I doubt it, he just hates me. My mom hates me to" her muffled voice spoke; her face was buried in the couch pillow "She hates how looney I am." "You're not looney." "I've just…I'm just so sick of pretending to be happy, I just want to be happy. I mean I've acted like such a goof for so long, would my friends even like my even I wasn't?" She cried. "Of course, they would totally understand if they knew about this." "That's the thing, I don'twant them to. In fact, I don't even know why I came here." She said about to get up, but I stop her. "Because, you…you needed comfort. Why don't you clean yourself up?" "I guess, I feel horrible."

I walked up stairs and let her borrow – freshly washed of course – a towel, rag, and some PJs. I sat in my bed and thought about what Cat told me. Why me? I guess it would be awkward talking to the guys about it, and Jade is too harsh for comfort, and she doesn't have a sister or a regular sibling so I guess it makes since. But me? I'm just so…so plain. I don't think I'd find comfort in myself.

Cat came back into my room and sat down next to me. "Sorry for bothering you" "Me? What? No, I'm…I'm ugh, glad you came. Plus I'm the one who started the whole thing by asking you those questions." "That's ok, I'm glad someone was concerned. Not that I want the attention." "I understand. Why don't we rest?" "Yea, sounds nice, I've been up like…all night." "Really? Why?" "Just couldn't sleep." "Oh, mhm." She laid down next me, but she turned her back. Weird. She's usually cuddles up to me during our sleepovers in the past, but, I guess that's the past.

I watched her breathe as she slept when I realized…the stuff she told me about her parents had nothing to do with the blood on her clothes.

I don't know how long I've been sleep until I wake up again. Oh well, it was a nice nap. I wonder what time it is, from the sunlight creeping into the room, I'm guessing it's still daytime. I turn over, Cats still in my bed, still spaced from me and on her back. Wait. Cat? Huh? Oh yeah, she stopped by earlier this morning. She said something about her parents divorcing? Oh yea, over her and how her dad hates her…

How long has this been going on? How long has she been so insecure? How long has she been depressed? How long have her parents been ignoring her? How long has her dad been hating her? How could he? I mean Cat…she's perfect. Beautiful skin, eyes, voice, her lips, her everything. She kind and smart. Everything about her is so perfect, to bad her and parents don't see that. I mean look at her, her chest and how their perfectly moving up and down and…WHAT.

Did I just think that? No, not me. Not Tori Vega. My drink must have been spiked last night or something. I would never think of Cat like that. She's one of my best friends, I'm one of hers, that's why she came to me for comfort. I mean, and like, Robbie like's Cat so…Robbie, ugh. He doesn't deserve her, wait why am I thinking like that, their not even together…I…..

*KNOCK**KNOCK**KNOCK*

I jump. "TORI!" Ugh Trina, she's so annoying…."WHAT TRINA?!" "ITS TIME TO GET UP!" "Ugh, WHY DOES IT MATTER TO YOU IF I'M SLEEP?!" "IT DOESN'T, NOW I'M GOING TO THE MALL." What? I can't stand her sometimes. I get out the bed and open the window. Agh, fresh air. I hear Trina's car pull out the driveway, thank god. What time is it? I walk over to my night stand and take my phone off the charger, ugh, it's 2:30 in the afternoon. Should I wake Cat? No she said she was up all night.

I guess I'll just chill on the couch like any other Saturday. Except this isn't any other Saturday with everything being so weird and awkward. I grabbed the remote and rubbed my thumb up and down all the buttons. Why? I don't know. I mean one of these had to turn on the TV…what? Huh? Oh yea, it's the red one at the top, duh Tori.

I was about to press the button, when I stopped and looked behind me at the stairs. Cat. She's upstairs. In my bed. Sleeping. In my bed. Huh? Tori stop. You knew that already. I rolled my eyes and turned on the TV and yelped a bit. MTV was on, and Faking It was playing…and so was a scene of Amy and Karma. Last thing I needed to see. I quickly pressed a button on my remote to change the station, turning to MTV 2. White Girls was playing, much better.

"Oh my God. You want to talk about mothers? You wanna talk about mothers! It's mother time, okay! Your mother's so dumb she went to Dr Dre for a Pap smear! "Something's wrong, Dr Dre! My coochie's doing a beatbox!"

Well yea? Your mother's so stupid she exercises when she could just get like, liposuction or something!

Your mother's so old that her breast milk is powdered. You breast-feed like this….

On any other occasion, White Girls would make me laugh, but this isn't the occasion. I looked back at the stairs, then pressed the mute button on the remote. Cat. She is upstairs. She is sleeping. All is silent. I look at down at the remote in my hands, then at the TV. I bite my lip, then I hit the mute button again, (so the TV could un-mute) and pressed 'last.' Faking it was still playing…. and Amy and Karma were kissing. I looked behind me at the stairs to make sure Cat wasn't there and then I focused on the TV, I wonder….what's it like to kiss a girl? A pretty girl? A girl that makes you happy, confused, special and makes your skin and lips all tingly and….

"Tori?"

WHAT THE FUCK. I though as I jumped and turned around to see Cat standing there. I feel like she's caught me masturbating or something, but I'm on the couch, fully clothed, but the TV….oops! I quickly cut the TV off. "Hey Cat? How did you sleep? Is there anything I can do for you? Anything I can get you? Hey what about that math homework hmm? Why don't we get a jump on that? You know what I'll make us breakfast?" I say about to dart in to the kitchen, even though I cannot cook.

"Tori, it's fine. I just wanted to see if you were here, I saw that Trina's car was gone, and you were out of bed, so I just came down here. Don't worry about breakfast, I'll make us something to eat, you've…." I get lost in her words, staring at lips move, their so soft and pink. "Ok?" She finishes, "Tori?" But I'm still in a trance, she snaps her fingers in my face. "Tori?" I snap out of it. "Oh, um, yeah. You know what lets go freshen up and get dressed...I mean, I'm goanna go freshen up and change." I say rushing up the stairs.

I rush into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. Did she notice that? Did she notice me being weird? Ugh, I can't believe I just did that. I open the door and peek my head out first to make sure Cat isn't there to get an actual pair of clothes from my room….

After being in the bathroom, re-doing my hair and my makeup and re-changing my clothes over a thousand times to look good for Cat, I finally went back down stairs. It smelled great, it smelled like strawberry pancakes. I walk into the kitchen and their Cat is looking perfect while pouring orange juice into a glass. She looked up and noticed me…staring at her like a creep. "Oh, hey, Tori. You ok? You were upstairs for quite a while." Aww, she's concerned. "I'm, ugh, I'm cool." "Great, well I made you breakfast, here have a seat." She says pulling out a chair. "Thanks Cat." "No problem." "Soo…Cat…." "Yeah?" I hesitate, should I bring up last night's topic? It was real weird? Cat's acting as if nothing ever happened, but we both know it did so...I go for it. "Does your mom know you're here?" I choke out quickly. I notice Cat's expression drop, my fault. "…um, yeah?" "Cat" "No, but who cares. I'll go home Monday." "Cat you can't do that." "Why not?" "Because Cat, It's your mom, she'll be worried" "No she won't" "Yes she will" "Tori, stop you don't know my mother" "Doesn't mean you shouldn't tell her" "Well what should I do then?" "I don't know" "Am I a problem? I'm sorry, I know I just came here out of no where but…" "No, No! I just, well Cat, I don't know" "Then what it is?" "Nothing" "It's something I can tell your lying" "It's just…you can't be gone for a whole weekend away and not expect your mother to have concerns." "Well look she doesn't, now can you stop bugging me about her, please?" "What? Bugging you? You literally bugged me early on a SATURDAY came in to MY HOUSE, WEAR MY CLOTHES, SLEEP IN MY BED, EAT MY FOOD, AND EXPECT TO STAY AT HOUSE ALL WEEKEND YET I'M BUGGING YOU?!" "Ok, Tori, geez" "GEEZ? THERE IS NO GEEZ?!" "Tori calm down" Suddenly something just surged through me, what? I don't know. But I was confused, frustrated, sad, depressed and stressed at the same time. "YOU KNOW WHAT, I DO HAVE A SUGGESTION. GO HOME. JUST GO HOME. JUST LEAVE." "F-Fine, you know what, whatever. This morning I came to you Tori, in need of some love and hope. I trusted you. I let you know things about me that I…I haven't told anyone else. I just f…f-f-forget it. Enjoy your pancakes." And with that she stomps out of the kitchen, and into the living room and out of the front door. And I let her.

Cat's POV

I didn't even know what I was thinking when I stomped out of Tori's house, where was I going to go? True, I had friends that would let me stay, but they would question me and I couldn't afford to reveal any more of the real me. I told Tori enough, another stupid decision. Why on earth did I go to her house and tell her so much? Will she tell anyone? No, I can trust Tori. Can I? Can I not? Did I just ruin our friendship? Will she hate me for lying about my real self all this time we've known eachother?

I hold back thoughts and tears as I walk home. I mean, I didn't really have anywhere else to go. Home, I hate that place and it hates me. I hate the bad times, the horrible memories, the traumatic experiences…

I feel a heavy weight lift off my shoulders when I see that my mother's car isn't in the driveway. I reach the doorway and get the spare key under the door mat. Also, known as, the most basic place to keep a key. Of course, when I open the door, the place smells like alcohol, cigarettes, weed and drugs that I won't speak of. There was also a man on the couch. Not surprising.

"Kitty" He says, "Luke" I say shyly, trying to make it to the stairs. "Come here…" He says. But I keep creeping up the stairs. "Kitty, come here, you don't want your mother to find out your disobeying me, do you? Because we both know what would happen." Ugh, he's right. I breathe in and out deeply before heading over to couch and sitting down next to him. "Come closer" Luke says, patting a place on the couch. I slowly scooch over to him, "Come on Kitty" He says as he pulls me onto his chest. "I missed you" He says and begins to nibble on my ear, and kiss and lick me down to my neck. "Kitty, it's been a while. Maybe we can go upstairs and you know…" "No, I don't know. Stop it Luke" Luke's face grows upset. "Oh, look who has some balls now" He pushes me off him, "Go make me a sandwich hoe." I get up quickly and head into the kitchen to make him a sandwich…

Well guess what? I made him sandwich and he made me do some others things which I don't really feel like describing. Of course, me being me, it's 11PM and I was laying on bed in my bra and underwear crying. Luke was still here, and he invited some of his friends over. My mother was still gone, my dad wasn't coming to see me this weekend, again. So, I just silently cried into my pillow. Nothing else better to do.

*Ding*

My head pops up quickly as I go to check my phone, on the inside I was kind of hoping it would be from Tori, but of course it was just from the Slap.

*Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Caterina!" Oh Jesus, it's my mother. "Yes?" I try to yell, of course it comes out muffled because I was crying. "Caterina Hannah!" She yells, banging on the over and over. "I'm coming!" I say, hoping off my bed and quickly running to the door and opening it.

"Yeah Mom?" "Excuse me young lady?" "I…I mean, yes ma'am?" "Watch your mouth, and who said you can lock doors in this house?" "No one." She puts her face close to mine, she smells horrid and her breathe smells like alcohol. "I mean….Augh, I mean…It won't happen again ma'am" She backs away and grits at me. "That's what I thought." I watch her as she walks down the stairs, "Disrespectful bitch, her father is so lucky he doesn't have to…"