A/N: Hello guys! I'm sorry for the lack of updates. I was waiting for reviews, but they never seemed to come and I was all sad! Anyways, I have no idea where that chapter came from. Seriously, I started with the words 'I tossed, rolled over, and finally decided I couldn't sleep' and it ended with a complete chapter! This chapter isn't really long, and Jade seems to be out of character (OOC). This chapter is in Jadelynn West's point of view, and I hope you will enjoy it... Don't forget to review! And I started a poll a couple of weeks ago about this story, go check it out, it's on my profile!
By the way, maybe I will change my penname. I'm not sure yet, but maybe. You can even vote for you favorite in a review! Here are the choices:
1) CoffeeSam
2) HappySam
3) xRedCupcakex
4) xXxCupcakeSamxXx
I'm not the one that thought about the previous names, except CoffeeSam ;P I just love coffee so much! Now i will stop writing everything that I think of... Except the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious. I don't own iCarly. I don't own the OC's. I own a box of six bags of popcorn. I will pop a bag of popcorn from the box that I own, put butter on it, and then eat it.
ROOM B337; JADE'S POV
I tossed, rolled over, and finally decided I couldn't sleep. I slowly sat up, opening my eyes. I glanced at the clock; 3 A.M. I got out of bed and decided to go for a walk. I kept on my pajamas (That were consisted of a pair of black short-shorts and a deep grey tank-top) and just threw on one of Cat's sweaters, just in case it would be cold. I slipped my feet in my black slippers made of plush. I quietly open the door and walked out, then closed it quietly. I started to walk, deciding I didn't want to go somewhere precisely.
Beck was haunting my thoughts. I couldn't help myself, but think of how much I hate Sam, and how much I feel bad because I should've done something to help him. But no, I didn't even lift my pinkie to help him. But, the entire scene has seemed to pass in front of my eyes in slow motion. Sam ran towards Beck then pushed him. I don't remember anything else except trying desperately to find Beck in the water, trying to kill Sam with my bare hands, being pulled back by my friends. It all seemed so… unreal.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I figured where I was. I never came here, it looked really beautiful. The entire room was painted in a deep purple, and it was really big. I took a step forward.
"Don't go there." I heard a voice say. A voice that I would recognize everywhere, the voice came from Beck's throat, I know that. I spun around, finding myself to look in thin air. Stupid brain, trying to pull crazy stunts on me!
I turned around and stepped on the center of the room. I looked to the top of the room, only to see twenty suspended Chinese lights, all having a different color. I looked closely at them, only to see there were twenty names and twenty pictures on it. It had our names on it, and our pictures that matched our name. I saw that the Chinese lights were painted in our favorite colors, but I saw something else. I saw that Andre's light wasn't working. I saw that Vyctoria's light wasn't working. I saw that Gibby's, Carly's and Beck's light weren't working either. I suddenly saw that Dexter's light was flickering, until it completely went off. It took me time to realize that Dexter was dying.
I ran through corridors, trying to find my way back to our cabins. I ended on the deck, and I took the steps towards our corridor. I arrived at room B338, and I decided to yell. I screamed, yelled Dexter's name. I felt someone behind me, only to see Normandie. She was asking what was going on, but I didn't respond. I screamed and knocked on the door.
A scream was heard, and then, nothing else. Nothing was coming out of my mouth or Dexter's mouth. I decided it was enough, and I burst the door open. What Mandie and I saw made a terrified scream rise in my throat. I couldn't contain it anymore, so I did the right thing. I screamed in terror as Mandie ran to the other rooms, yelling at them to wake up. In front of me was a woman dressed in blue, holding a blood-dripping knife in her left hand. She smiled and waved at me, then disappeared. By the time everyone was here, the woman had disappeared, and everything seemed normal except for the pool of blood and Dexter's eyes wide open, his mouth agape in terror.
THE PURPLE ROOM; JADE'S POV
This is too easy to be a death system. If a light flickers, it means the light will die. That means that the person's name on the flickering light is in danger of death, it means the person will die. So, if I decided to kill someone, I would only need to make a light die? Is that easy as it seems?
I saw a light flickering. In panic, I rose up to see that it was Freddie's light. I was about to run out of the room, when it fully came back on. I smiled and sighted in relief. That meant that not all of the lights would die if they flickered. Good thing to know.
I turned my head only to see something I haven't seen before. It's a picture of a young lady, dressed in a long white wedding dress. She looked really happy on the picture. I saw a little figure that was behind her, and I approached the picture. A little boy was standing there. I took the picture of the wall and turned it around, and saw three names. Two of the three names were extremely familiar.
'Chanel England & Matthew Valentine at Christopher and Chanel Valentine's wedding'
I flipped the poster again, but it didn't look the same. The woman originally dressed in white had a knife in her chest, and she looked like she was bleeding. The little boy wasn't there anymore. There were no guests around her. I realized that the name in the back of the picture was familiar. I realized it was my best friend's family name. I realized that the little boy on the first version of this picture was Cat's dad, and that the woman was actually Cat's grandmother.
But how could this ship have a picture of Cat's grandmother and dad? I glanced again at the picture and saw that it had his original position, with the shy little boy hiding behind his mom and the young lady looking as happy as ever.
Stupid brain.