A/N: I love these reviews. Also, quick question:G!P Jade, G!P Tori, or no G!P?

God fucking damn it. God damn shit. God damn shit. GOD..DAMN...SHIT. I cannot believe this crap. THERE'S A FUCKING VIDEO.

"What do you mean there's a freaking video of me and Jade?!" Normally, I'd be laughing at Vega's hysterics but there's...a...FUCKING VIDEO.

Andre looks a little scared now. The little wuss. "Um, well you see...what had happened was..."

Ugh. I pull him by his shirt and look him dead in the eyes. "Show us...the fucking...video."

"It's on The Slap. Why don'tcha just go home and watch it on your laptop, where you can't harm me and my body—"

My eyes narrow as I realize why he's so nervous. "You made that video, didn't you?"

His eyes widen as he pulls out of my grasp. "GRANDMA, evacuate the house! There's a demon on the loose!"

I take a deep breath and turn to Vega. Her eyes are wide and she's as frozen as a statue, staring at her phone. I decide to take a look at what's freaking her out on her phone. It's a video. THE video.

The video of us making out. Intensely. My hand down her pants, her hand and my boob and she was making the most deliciously sounding moans. I AM GOING TO KILL THAT PRICK.

"ANDRE!" I start running in the direction that he left. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING CASTRATE YOU."

I finally find him under his bed. Fucking pussy. I pull him out and drag him back downstairs. Vega shoots up from her spot on the couch and slaps him. "Tú pendejo! Me odia tú, tú hijo de puta."

I have no idea what she said, but it was hot enough to pull me out of my rage to think semi-sensibly. If he made the video, then he may know what happened to us last night. "Alright, I have a proposition. I won't kill, maim, or castrate you if you tell me what happened last night."

His face goes from being scared to being serious. "Naw, I'm not allowed to tell you that. I'm under oath. Besides, it's my house, it was my party, and that means that you're in no position to tell me what to do."

I have to say, I admire his balls. Which is why I decided to acquaint them with my foot. I pull Vega out of the house while Andre's on the floor, writhing in pain. God, that felt good. "Okay, so now we know that Beck was involved."

Her confused face was so adorable. This girl's turning me into a softie. "How do we know that?"

I do my best imitation of Andre's voice,"'I'm under oath. I'm not allowed to tell you.' The only person he'd protect like that is Beck. Ugh, I should've know. That fucker is always fucking shit up."

Vega makes a face. "You curse too much."

I jump into the driver's seat of my car. "You curse too less. What were you saying back there anyway?"

She blushes as she puts on her seatbelt. Such a goody-goody. "Ummm, curse words."

I imitate her Southern Belle accent, "My, oh my. Lil ole Victoria Vega actually cussin'? Why, pigs must be flyin'."

She pulls her stupid pouty face and crosses her arms. So disgustingly adorable. "I do not talk like that. So, off to Beck's place?"

"Yep. And I feel like someone's gonna lose their balls today."