DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VICTORIOUS. This chapter is from Jade's POV.
Chapter 2
"I'm scared, Beck."
Five minutes after learning that we were trapped.
"I can't take it! I can't take it! I can't fucking take it!" I shouted, flipping out. This cannot be happening to me!
"Babe, please calm down and catch your breath." Beck tells me.
"Does anyone got cell reception?" Robbie wonders. We all pull out our phones and I see no bars. No reception at all. A cell tower must've been knocked over by flying cars. Everyone says they have no bars. Fucking perfect. I'm gonna go crazy without it!
"Do you have a radio?" Andre asks Vega whose eyes widen and a smile appears on her face. Ugh, she looks like Cat a little and one Cat is bad enough already.
"You bet we do, Andre, let me go get it!" she says cheerfully before running upstairs. I secretly hope the radio works. Cause, it looks like we'll be here for quite some time, and we'll need to be updated on the latest. I have no idea what is happening to my family. My mom is stupid, my dad hates me, my stepmom is a bitch, and my little brother, Alan, is an upstart little shit who annoys me. All in all, I really could care less.
Vega comes back from upstairs, carrying a radio that seems to be battery powered. She sets it up on the piano and turns it on. A faint buzzing can be heard from it. Vega claps her hands excitedly and turns the volume up so the buzzing fills the house. Holy shit, I think she turned into Cat. Vega sits on the piano bench and starts tuning it. The entire house is staring at Vega intently awaiting for a voice to come out of the box. Eventually she stops and a woman's voice comes out of the radio.
"Citizens are told to stay indoors at all times until the storm blows over and take shelter if they have any until further notice." the woman said. The reception was better than I expected which is a good thing.
"Reports are coming in about severe flooding, rain storms, and major damage to all of Los Angeles." the woman continued.
"Holy shit, this is bad." Andre stated.
"Agreed." Robbie replied. I have been silent this whole time, still taking everything in. Beck seems to have noticed my silence and seems to know how scared I am. He moves towards me. As soon as he is at arm's length, I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tightly, not wanting to let go of him.
"I'm scared, Beck." she whispered to me.
"I know; I'm scared too, baby." He said in a reassuring voice. He kissed the top of my head.
"We have got to do something; we can't just stay here with our thumbs up our asses." Rex stated.
"But what do we do? We're trapped in Tori's house." Cat whimpered.
"I don't know." Vega replied.
"How about a window?" Beck suggested. "There has to be one big enough for us to fit in."
"But the woman on the radio said we have to stay inside." Robbie pointed out.
"Who gives a fuck what the bitch said! We need to get outta here!" I shout letting go of Beck and I run upstairs with Vega, Andre, and Beck following me.
As soon as I get up there, I move to the closest door. I kick it open. The door leads to a bathroom and walks in with the three of us in the hallway. I pull back the shower curtains and walks in and reaches up to the window and pry it open.
"Someone give me a boost." I commanded. By "someone" I mean Beck. Soon, I feel Beck's hand wrap around my waist and he lifts me high enough that I can pop my head out the window.
All around me, I see water and vehicles and all sorts of junk littering the street.
"What do you see?" I hear Beck ask after a few moments.
"Uh, a lotta vehicles and water and the neighborhood is in ruins; I'm surprised anything is standing. Pull me back." I reply and he pulls me back inside and puts me down.
"Bedroom windows?" Andre asks Vega.
"Not very big, but let's try." Vega replies moving down the hall to her ugly room, I'm assuming and she goes inside and goes to the window with Andre and they open the curtains and both gasp at the sight of a vehicle propped gingerly against the house, blocking the window. You've gotta be shitting me.
"Oh no; let's see the others." Vega says running outside and going to the other bedroom next door, which I guess is Trina's, who I'm thankful is not here. Because if she were, she'd be the first to go and I would make sure of it. Vega goes inside and pulls the curtains and the window is blocked by a pole of some sort.
"I think that's a transformer." Vega states. That makes since, we lost power several minutes ago, and if that's the transformer, well, that explains a lot.
Vega runs out and goes to the end of the hall and enters the final room, which is a large master bedroom, that happens to have a soggy floor that is covered in shards of glass. The curtains are bulged at the middle like something is pushed against them and they are billowing slightly from the wind.
"Not a good sign." Beck remarks. Vega goes to the window and pulls the curtains and shows the cause of the bulge, another car blocking the fucking window.
"You've gotta be shitting me." Andre states.
"Ugh, now what do we do?" I ask no one in particular. Beck shakes his head slowly.
"I don't know, babe." He replies. We walk out of the master bedroom defeated and headed back downstairs. Cat and Robbie are sitting together at the piano bench, listening to the radio. I notice how close they are. As much as I can't stand the both of them, especially Shapiro, I think they look good together.
"What's up?" Cat asks, without turning from the radio.
"Windows are blocked by debris." Vega replies. Cat squeals a little and clutches Robbie and her purple giraffe tightly afraid to let go.
"Anything new?" I ask.
"Storm's heading north; SoCal is in ruins. L.A. seems to have taken the brunt of the hurricane." Robbie informs us, turning the radio up for us to hear. A man's voice is explaining the situation.
"Hurricane Rick has all but wiped out Los Angeles and is now currently in the northern areas of SoCal. The power plant is currently having issues maintaining power." the man explains. Shortly after finishing, the radio starts buzzing, signaling the loss of signal, most likely from the power going out altogether.
Robbie starts fiddling with the tuners and changes channels, recieving nothing but buzzing.
"Power must have gone out." Robbie tells us sadly, earning him another crushing squeeze from Cat, causing him to gasp for breath. "C-Cat, loo-loosen up a bit!" Pussy. SHe's squeezing him with the same amount of force as she squeezes her fucking purple giraffe, so it's not much.
"Sorry." Cat whines before loosening her grip on Robbie. Robbie turned the radio off.
Everyone gathered in the living room and sat down somewhere. Vega and Andre sat together on one of the red couches; Cat and Robbie sat together next to them; Beck and I took the other couch for ourselves. I sat on his lap again and he wrapped his olive arms around me protectively.
"How long do you think we'll be here?" Cat wondered. Good question and I wish I had a good answer.
"Awhile." Beck replies. I notice how vague his response is. Awhile could be anywhere from a few hours to several days and possibly even longer. I hope it's not gonna come to that; we only have so much food. And I'll probably go crazy before that happens.
"We need to ration all the food in the house." Beck states all of the sudden. Ithink he read my mind.
"That's a good idea; let's get started." Vega responded jumping up from her seat and walked into the kitchen and started opening cabinets that held food in them. Andre, Beck, and I followed and started grabbing food out of the cabinets and placing them on the tables and countertops.
"The food in the fridge will have to be eaten first before they spoil; I'm not sure what to do with all the frozen foods, since we have no power." Vega stated as she motioned to the fridge.
"We could start a fire and do it the old fashioned way." I suggest innocently.
"That's really dangerous, Jade." Tori replied with a worried expression.
"Yeah, how are we gonna make a fire in here that's large enough to cook meat, but small enough that it's manageable?" Andre pointed out.
"Whatever; it was just a suggestion." I say nonchalantly.
"Wait a minute, we have no power in the entire house, right?" Robbie said out of the blue. Everyone is confused by Robbie's blurt out. Idiot.
"Yeah, what about it?" Beck asks him.
"Well, with no power, we won't be able to charge our phones and we might need them if we're gonna be here for awhile." Robbie pointed out. Shit, I hate to admit it, but Robbie's right.
"Yeah, let's turn them off." Vega replied, reaching in her pocket and pulling out her phone and turning it off. Everyone soon follows suit and all our phones are off. We have no signal and no internet, so why kill the batteries? I mean, we'll be killing ourselves in a few days most likely, so why take anything down with us?
Now that all of the foodstuffs are out of the kitchen cabinets we can start to ration them. If we ration them correctly, we should, hopefully, have enough food to last us the rest of the month, which is three weeks away. Unfortunately, we'll have to keep our appetites under check and have to fight the urge to eat.
"Do we have water?" Andre asks Vega. Vega shrugs and moves to the sink and turns the faucet on full blast and water does come out. I can't help but put on a relieved smile.
"Phew, at least we have water." Vega says relieved. Robbie and Cat soon join us in the kitchen to help with the rationing. Cat seems to have calmed down as she doesn't have her purple giraffe with her.
"Do you know what we have for food in the fridge?" Robbie asked. Vega's eyes wandered to the ceiling as she struggled to remember what food is in the fridge.
"Not really and I don't want to open it; we need to keep it cool for now." Vega replies. "We should only open it only when it's absolutely necessary." she added.
"It is absolutely necessary, Vega." I snap at her and walk to the fridge and open the door before anybody could object. The others walked to stand beside me. From what I can tell that is inside, there's dairy, condiments, sandwich ingredients, whole wheat bread, and a containers full of leftovers of foods I can't tell. I shut the door to trap the escaping cool air.
"Not much, but it's better than nothing." Beck states. Everyone nods.
"Agreed; at least we have some idea what's in there." I reply.
Vega left the kitchen and headed for the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Andre asked.
"Getting a notebook and a pen." Vega replied without looking back. She ascended the stairs and vanished.
"Why would she need a notebook and a pen?" Cat asked quietly. Everyone shrugged.
Vega returns after a couple of minutes witha blue notebook and a pen.
"We'll make a journal entry of our stay here." Vega states at our confused looks. What? Why?
"Why? That seems unnecessary." I reply, my confused look contorting to an even more confused look.
"Well, we need it in case we..." Vega started. She looked at us all expectantly. Beck seemed to understand and nodded his head. I got it and nodded. Andre nodded as well. Robbie and Cat didn't reply nor nod, possibly not understanding what Tori means.
"I don't get it." Cat says.
"We'll need it in case we don't make it, Cat." Andre told her. Cat gasped and grabbed Robbie again, who now had a terrified look on his face. Well, what did she expect?
"Yeah; we'll each take turns writing a day out?" Vega suggested as she sat down on one of the couches and pulled the coffee table closer to her and put the notebook down and opened it to the first page after the cover. Vega looked back at us and we all nod. Whatever.
"Ok, then I'll start." Vega said shakily. She doesn't find this easy and I'd be lying if I didn't say I don't find it easy either. I wrap my arms around Beck again and pull him closer to me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in closer. Vega starts writing on the first page. Andre, Cat, and Robbie went into the living room to see what Vega was writing. Only Beck and I remained in the kitchen, wrapped together like a giant piece of candy.
"I want out, Beck." I whisper to him. I don't want the others to see me like this too much. They'll think I've gone soft because of the storm. And I don't want that. If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die tough, not some cowardly weakling like Cat. Beck kisses the top of me head and rubs my back reassuringly.
"I want out too, Jade." he tells me. I love him so much. He pulls back a bit and lifts my chin and leans in to kiss me. I kiss back and run my hand through his fluffy hair. We break up after a few moments and lean in close to each other.
"What are we gonna do about sleeping arrangments?" Andre asked without looking up from the notebook Vega was still writing in.
"Beck and I will take the master bedroom after we clean the glass off the floor." I reply automatically. I have not a single clue when we'll be able to fuck each other next, but I'd do it on that nice big bed. I let go of Beck and grab his hand and drag him upstairs before anyone could reply. I "hate" to scar the others for life.
We enter the master bedroom and I Beck flip the switch to turn on the lights, clearly forgetting that there was no power in the house at all. The master bedroom was around the size of the living room. The window was on the right side and the bed was against the wall opposite the door. The floor in front of the window is covered in glass and soaked from the rain.
"Let's find something to pick up the glass." I state. Beck nods and we started looking around for a waste basket to put the glass in. The trouble was that it was gray outside and hard to see in the dim light and there was no power. I go to the adjacent master bathroom and take the roll of toilet paper with me. We can use it to protect our hands from the glass. I used to like cutting myself, but that was with my special scissors. I reenter the bedroom and approach Beck.
"Here." I say, handing him some toilet paper. He took the roll and unrolled a large amount of it and started wrapping it around his hand to protect it from the broken glass. A few layers should do the job. When he finished, he tore the toliet paper and hand the roll back to me and I do the same. He then takes a waste basket next to the bed and move towards the glass shards with a flashlight in his mouth. He kneels on the floor and with the shine of the flashlight and starts to pick up the shards and put them in the waste basket next to him. I finish wrapping my hand in toilet paper and tear it off and put the now smaller roll on the bed and move to where Beck is and I kneel across him and begin picking up large shards of glass.
Eventually, all the glass shards that we can see are gone. The floor is a beige carpet, so it is hard to see small pieces of glass.
"Ok, I think we got them all." He states standing up.
"Want me to call Robbie up here and have him walk barefooted around here?" I ask, trying to sound innocent. It doesn't work on him unfortunately.
"No and why would you want Robbie to do that?" He asks me like he didn't already know the answer to that question.
"Cause he likes broken glass. Remember that stupid song that he tried to get us to play for those sticky three year olds?" I remind him in a duh voice.
"Four year olds and yes I do." He replies. Eh, worth a try.
"Whatever. Let's go check on the others." I say before leaving the room. I hear Beck following behind me.
"Hey you guys." Vega greets us as we enter the living room.
"Tori finished with the day log." Robbie explained to us.
"What did she write?" Beck asks. Vega takes the notenook and hands it to Beck. Beck takes it and hold it so we can read it together. There were many crossed out words.
Day One June 12th, 2011:
Hurricane Rick has hit Los Angeles and the city is all but destroyed. The roads are most likely blocked and the power is out. SolCal took the brunt of the storm. I am writing this daily journal so that should anyone find us too late, they'll know what has transpired here.
My name is Victoria Vega. I'm a student at Hollywood Arts high school and this is my house we are trapped in. My friends are as follows: Andre Harris, the boy with dreadlocks; Robbie Shapiro, the boy with the afro and the glasses and his puppet, Rex; Caterina Valentine, the little redhead with the purple giraffe; Beckett Oliver, the boy with the long hair; and Jadelyn West, Beck's girlfriend, with the highlights and twenty pairs of scissors.
We are trapped in my house and all entrances and exits are blocked by debris and vehicles. We have managed to ration what food we have in the house and we have a source of water. The food supply should hopefully last us until the end of the month.
The radio told us what has happened but we lost the signal due to the storm, leaving us cut off from the outside world. We have no signal on our cell phones, which we have turned off to conserve the batteries.
End of log.
"Where did you get the idea that I'm your friend, Vega?" I ask as soon as we finished reading the log. "And I do not have twenty pairs of scissors! I have fifty-nine!" I add for good measure, and I catch Beck grinning out of the corner of my eye. I'll deal with him later.
"I'm trying to be nice to you, Jade!" Vega defends.
"Why?!" I shout. I don't like her!
"We may die here! Do you want to die alone with me and feel nothing but hate for me?" Tori asks. I contemplates this for a moment. Um...
"Yeah." I reply. Vega rolls her eyes in defeat. Ha ha bitch!
"But, Jadey, why can't you and Tori get along?" Cat asked desperately. Grrrrr! She used that nickname again! How many times to I have to fucking tell her!?
"Don't call me that! And I don't want to get along with Tori because she's fucking annoying!" I snarl. Cat covered her ears. For some reason she hates swearing. Whatever. I really could care less about that.
"It's a good start, Vega." Beck comments on the journal to change the subject. Oh, he'll regret commenting on her journal.
"Thank you, Beck." Vega replies with a smile. I roll my eyes in annoyance. Seriously, Vega has got to stop hitting on Beck if she wants to survive this.
We've been trapped for what, two hours, and I already am going crazy!
Chapter 2. Jade's POV. Next, Andre's POV.