Second to last chapter, warning: Kind of short.

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DISCLAIMER: Nope. In case you wondered, I don't own Victorious. I do own what I've written here, though.

It's times like these,

Where you learn

What you're really made of.

It's these moments,

When you learn

That no one's heart

Is made of steel.

And though we'd never known,

How hard it is to own

Up to the expectations of ourselves,

Those expectations change

Like the seasons

When your worst enemy

Becomes your only friend in the world.

I lost him. The only thing keeping me standing. My rock, my crutch. My Beck.

He's gone! All I had left is now gone!

It's surprising, how easily I lost everything in a matter of months. My best friend in the world has Leukemia. My little sister died, and my big sister left. My Dad won't leave me alone. And now, my boyfriend, too, has left me. And I thought I was bitter before...

Cat wasn't doing well. I visited her often, bringing her all the strange things she wanted. Every time, she looked more pale, more tired, more... sick. Andre bought her a cute little wig, that was her exact same hair color, but a short little bob. She liked it, and considered cutting her hair like that. Until she realized that she couldn't braid it, or do anything fun with it.

My Dad was still trying to get my attention, until one day, he had. Because he was at my house.

"Jade, your father is here." My mom introduced us, like we had never met. It was almost as if we hadn't. I hadn't seen him since that play, Well Wishes. Even then, we barely spoke. He told me to take the jewelry "Out of my face," and left. He looked... less stern. He wasn't smiling, but then, I hadn't expected a miracle.

He cleared his throat. "Jade," He began.

"Dad," I addressed him.

"I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk in the park, while we talked a bit..." He asked hopefully.

I scrunched up my face. Nothing would sound more hideous.

He reconsidered. "How about a graveyard?" He joked.

I smiled the tiniest bit, but wiped it away. "Or the neighborhood?" I suggested reluctantly.

"That's alright." He agreed. He opened the door, and we walked outside and around the neighborhood awkwardly. We had passed Robbie's house and Cat's old house, when he spoke up.

"Jade," He looked straight ahead. "Do you have any idea why I left?" I shook my head, and looked away. He looked at me. "It was because I wasn't well. I... was close to death."

My eyes shot up to meet his. "What?"

He nodded. "I had two heart attacks. We thought I was going to die... I couldn't bear to let my girls see me die, so I left."

"But – you and mom were fighting, the night you left!" I remembered.

"You remember that?" He asked.

"I never forgot..." I muttered.

"Well, your mother thought I should've stayed. I knew I couldn't, so we got a divorce out of anger toward each other." Dad explained.

I suddenly had a flashback. My mother was standing by the door, fighting with my father. "Then we're getting a divorce!" She had shouted coldly. "I won't be a widow, Herold!"

"Why did you remarry?" I asked.

He sighed. "After we found out I wasn't going to die, your mother and I were too bitter to remarry, so I married Jenny. We're very happy together, Jade." He explained.

"Well, I'm not happy." I stopped walking. "Why do you want to come back into my life? After all this, I would think you'd like to forget me."

He turned to me. "Jade, I know we'll never be close. But, I wanted to be here for you, when all this was happening." He placed his hand on my shoulder slowly.

"Dad," I grabbed his hand and moved it off my shoulder. "I'm glad you came back to... clarify. But, I just don't think I can sympathize with you." I said.

He reached out to me. "We can try." I smiled a little, took his hand, and we walked a while, talking about the old times with Daisy. I informed him about Beck, Cat, Lydia, and how I felt about all of them. He listened very well, and reminisced with me. We cried, and we laughed. I knew we would never do this again, but I enjoyed it, sort of. Because believe it or not, I'm a Daddy's Girl.

Note from Jade: If you tell anyone I said that, I'll ruin you. No chizz.

So? What did you think? Even though it's short, it really measures out a lot of the story. Plus, next chapter: Moment of Truth: Will Cat live? Stay tuned!