A/N: So, please R/R, I have a little question for the end of the chapter for u to answer in the reviews!
Chase watched Tori break out of Ugly-Betty mode, sing, dance, look good, embarrass Hayley and Tara, the whole 9 yards. As she jumped down, she looked at him expectantly, as if he was to drop on one knee with a "Will you marry me?" He just gave her a small smile and nod. She grinned, and ran forward and hugged him a lot longer than comfortable. He tensed as she crossed the line when her breasts touched his chest. '"Let me go!" 10 year old Chase was being dragged to a thinly frozen lake. The Gang laughed as the threw him 10 feet out to the ice. It broke and he was under, he could barely hear them shouting, 'Have a nice swim, Kitty!" He spluttered and coughed as he his the hole he came out, holding on to the ice for dear life as visions of sea monsters swam in front of his eyes…..' He came out of his horrible past and witnessed Jade's hair extensions flash and she was out of the Karaoke-whatever-the-fuck-this-place–is, and he ran passed Tori and Chased her. He found her by Cat's car, shivering in the rain that so happened to be falling, fitting both of their moods. He walked cautiously. "What's the matter?" he asked her cautiously. "I wouldn't expect you to understand," She said with daggers in her voice. He was confused. "Why?" he asked. "Your antisocial." She responded, cruelly imitating him. He was hurt. "You should get inside. You'll get pneumonia out here." She just stood there, back to him. 'Godammit, Why is she so stubborn?" Suddenly, she just whipped around and shouted, "Let me spell it out; If you tell me your not ready for a girlfriend, tell me I'll be the first girl you choose, and I see you getting touchy with another girl, it kinda makes me want to- to- do it again." Chase was surprised at her outburst. He glanced at her bracelet before moving forward. "I never said you couldn't hug me." He said gently. "Please, I don't want your hugs, your kisses, your love, I don't even want you as a boyfriend!" She said, stamping towards him, until she was inches from his face. He tried as hard as God would let him, but he still tensed. Hard. 'He was under a dog pile, unable to breathe. He felt himself blackout as he breathed out one more breath….' She was staring at him in pure Rage. She hissed so the spit landed on his mouth. "Stop doing that," she hissed so the spit landed on his face. Chase's brain snapped, the loosely held screws in his head fell, the monster in his soul was let loose, he whispered back, "Good. Glad to know you hate me." He headed back towards the club. "Maybe he'll drive me to the airport." Jade flinched and shouted. "Where are you going?" He turned around. "Detroit." He looked her in the eye. He might as well let the truth spill now. "But no, not to live in a basemen, having to steal food from the Grocery store, Because I'm broke as fuck!" He spat the last word in front of her shoes. "Not to get beat up at school or by the local gang. No, Jade, Dear beloved," He said the last words in cruel Irony, "I'm goint to Fuckin' Juvey for 25 years!" Her jaw dropped. "That's right., That stalking cop car was my parole officer! He's probably over there somewhere! Come out, Smith!" He laughed maniacally, walking in circles. He called the name several times, causing Jade to back away in fear of momentary insanity. He turned around, his eyes looking odd now. "I had a choice, West. Go to Juvey for 25 for commiting 1,250 domestic crimes, with an added 10 years for resisting arrest to be takin' to a therapist! Doesn't make sense, huh? 10 years added for resisting. That's Detroit." He spoke the last words in a whisper, turning around to looking away. "….Or I could've come here, become and actor and 'forget' my past. I ain't gonna forget my Dad murdered my mom, or that I was beat up every day, and that's why I can't stop doing that." And he turned away, and within moments, he was in the club. He smiled slightly at Cat and whipered, "Can I use your phone." She sensed the waver and handed him the phone. It was important. Tori, Andrea, Beck, Cat, Robbie, and Rex watched as he dialed a number. "Smith. It ain't gonna work. Yeah I'm sure. I'll get someone to drive me and I'll pack my suitcase." He hung up and handed Cat back her phone. Tori stepped forward. "Chase- are you leaving?" She asked. Chase just smiled sadly and nodded. Tori looked stung as he looked away delibrelty, saying to them all, "I would love it you guys came with me to pack." He than walked out, heading for Beck's car. Beck looked around, shrugged, and followed, trying to act tough. Andrea followed, and Cat, crestfallen put her arm around Tori and led her after them.
Chase shoved open his door. "Where goin' back" Chase snapped at his Grandma. "What? No! I like it here!" His Guardian yelled defiantly. "Shut up, bitch. Smith's already on his way." His grandma looked affronted, then said. "I'll meet you there at 7:30 tomorrow," and promptly fell asleep. Chas'e gang looked shocked. They all walked into his room. It was small, a bed, a few thin blankets, clothes strewn everywhere, a door lead to a small bathroom, and a bookshelf which only held a crumpled letter and one in an envelope. It took them literally 5 minutes to pack and Chase gave them all hugs. Tori refused to look at him. He fist-bumped Andrea and managed to work up the courage to high-five Beck.
Before he left, Cat ran forward for one last hug. "I-I don't want you to leave.." She whispered. "Chase hugged her. I'll miss you, too." "You were fun," "So where you, Cat, and always different." She looked at him through teary eyes. 'oops,' he thought. "I'm different?" "No Cat, not different, you're," He struggled as his small mind tried to find an explanation. He smiled. He had it. "You're just painted a little differently. I'll always love you for that." And he rubbed her red hair in emphases. She looked at him. "Are you painted differently?" Chase planted a small kiss on her head before turning away. "No, Cat. I was never painted. I was Vomited on." Everyone just stared at him before Cat whispered, "Ew," Chase laughed out loud before asking, "You liked my earrings, didn't you? Here, please remember me. I'll remember you." He took off one and handed it to her. She looked at it's shine before stuffing it in her pocket. He turned to Beck. "Sorry for your break up man. It was my fault. You didn't break up with her did you?" Beck looked at him, "No," he said. "Thought so." He looked at Andrea. "Music like yours will always live in my soul, man." Andrea pulled him into a man hug for which Chase didn't tense, (For once!) before turning to Tori. He hugged her tight and whispered, "Without you, I would of left the first day, if it means anything." Tori's gaze told him it did. Chase headed for Smith's car before turning to the group. He had know these people for only 8 short days, and now he was throwing it all away. He hid the tears before ducking into the back of the car. There stood his canvas with an abstract painting, his musician, his broken up friend, and his tour guide. Where was his princess?
The four stood in awkward silence in Beck's RV, until a knock was heard. Beck opened it and Jade leaped in and asked, "Where's Chase?" Beck looked around, anywhere but her. He felt bad she wasn't at the goodbye. "On a plane to wherever he used to live," Robbie, who was behind Jade, said "Uh, he didn't say goodbye to me." Jade glared at him through her running mascara, "No one cares!" Tori looked around and asked, "What's the matter? Where's he going back to?"
Jade told everything. How he lived in Detroit, was cutting himself, his Dad was in Jail for murdering Chase's mom, He was beat up daily, and that's why he didn't like being touched, and he ditched all through middle school because he was beat up. The group saw why he was the way he was, socially indifferent, huge personal bubble, couldn't read, afraid of everyone who was big, and why that police car had picked him up. What shocked them the most though, was that Chase was heading for Juvey for 35 years. "Technically," said Robbie, "He's only going to Juvey for 2 years, and then jail for 33." Before anyone could glare at him, Cat stood up. "Well I'm gonna go and get him," she said proudly and determinedly, "So I can clean the vomit off of him!" Everyone stared at her, dumbfounded. "What?" asked Jade.
The 6 had a plan: Get a plane to Detroit and find him somewhere. Not a very good plan, but a plan. They boarded their plane and Jade took a window seat and simply stared out the window. As soon as the plane started however, she was restless. Tori watched as she paced back and forth and cursed herself the whole time. She was wondering why Jade was making such a big deal out of this. She must really like him, she thought. As soon as the thought attempted to cross the well-polished pathways of her mind, it was pushed out by a surge of jealousy.
"This is your Captain speaking," The intercom said, "And…..uhhhhh…we will be landing in…..uhhhhhhhh…..Detroit in….." a very long pause ensued. "Come on!" Hissed an anxious Jade. "20 minutes." Jade sighed and slumped back in her seat. Anyone could see that this was too long for her. Andrea personally thought they were wasting their time, but he refused to believe it. He too wanted to find the broken Man in Detroit.
A/N So does Chase deserve to go to Juvey. Should I Send him there and be done with this story, or should he be given a second chance and keep going? Answer in Reviews!