Cat's pov:
Jade has me pinned to a wall, her forearm pressing against my throat making me choke. Maybe i should cry for help. Would help ever come? Would anybody help me? I wouldn't help me if i knew what i had done. I did it again. I just wanted to taste her and feel her soft lips on my again. But now i know she's mad. Where does being mad come from?
Why am i even here? Maybe i should kill myself. That would solve a lot of problems. Jade would be less mad and could get Beck back. Plus my parents, well theirs a lot of good things that would come to them if i died. But I'm mostly worried about Jade. I just want to see her smile again, that sweet real smile that only I see when we're alone. If i look in a mirror and I don't see myself who am i looking at?
Then i see it. The smile flickered across her lips as she read a song i had written a while ago. I told her not to but she never listens. I stare at the smile as it consumes her face, I know in my head that when she finished reading she would probably insult me but i hoped with my heart that she would still smile and tell me it was good. Finally she lifts her head and stares at me. I see her mouth move but i hear nothing. When she asks again whats wrong with me I say "Blame it on my A.D.D baby."