I'm not sure I am satisfied with this, but I was feeling down and had to get it out. I apologize for the shortness. Thanks for reading and review if you'd like.
Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious.
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"Jade, stay with me," she pleaded, "Fight it."
Jade was lying on a hospital bed with all sorts of wires and tubes snaked around her in a blindly, white room. She had Hepatitis B when she was a mere eleven years. The cause was from a rapist who had abducted her when she was walking home alone and the only reason Jade was even alive was due to the carelessness of the rapist.
Of course, Jade's parents never being the ones to care for their daughter, only providing her with money, she was not aware of the disease until seventeen, when she was combing her hair and a good chunk came out. After, checking with a doctor, Jade was horrified to discover that not only did she had Hepatitis B, but being oblivious to it led to liver cancer. Now, she was on her bed, with a crying woman next to her. Not that Jade was conscious of that.
She caressed Jade's sickly pale yellow skin sorrowfully, "I've always loved you, you know that? The moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew that I would love no one as much as I do, you."
The girl face suddenly contorted into an extremely pained expression, "How could you leave me to live without you, Jade?"
"I can't go without you, please!"
The heart rate machine flatlined. "Noooo," she wailed, banging on Jade's chest. The doctor gazed from the door window pitifully, noting the time of death, "Poor girl," he muttered, walking away.
"I won't live without you."