This chapter was hard for me to write for a lot of reasons that I wont bore you with haha. I hope you like it. ALthough the ending didn't go exactly how I wanted it to the next chapter will fix things up.

WARNING: This is an M rated chapter. Sorrrrrryyyy

I DO NOT OWN VICTORIOUS

She's staring isn't she? I can feel her staring at me. Cat was on my side when this all started and now suddenly she's team Jade. "Can you not?" I ask exasperated. She crosses her arms and huffs with the trademark pouty Cat face, "It's not fair. Jadey said she was sorry and she's never sorry! And you won't even talk to her."

I sigh loudly and close my notebook knowing I won't be getting any work done with this one around, "Cat I haven't been sleeping well can we please talk about this later."

"You must really hate her."

"I don't hate her. I… I opposite of hate her. That's the issue we're having."

"She wrote you a poem. Beck never got a poem. I never got a poem. How come you're so special?"

"Wait why would you have gotten a poem?" I ask quizzically.

"Uh," Cat twirls her hair around her finger and looks in every direction but mine, "No reason. The point is she's sorry and so you should at least talk to her and-,"

"Fine! I get it. If you promise to stop bugging me about her I will try and talk to Jade after school."

"Yay!" She claps her hands and then hugs me tightly, almost taking my breath out of my body, "Can I borrow your credit card?" she asks.

"Why?" I say, dragging the word out. She giggles and covers her mouth before shrugging. I'm too tired to ask any more questions so I pull out my purse and hand it over. She swipes it through a portable credit card slot attached to her phone then hands it back. "Uh…okay."

"I bought a hedgehog." She says smiling brightly.

"Yea, okay, why?"

"That guy from one direction, Niall, he kinda looks like a hedgehog so I thought 'Hey! I should send that kid a hedgehog.' And so I did." She laughs before gathering her things and skipping out of the classroom.

The bell rings a second later and I groan loudly. Study hall was my only chance to get my math homework done for the day. In the hallway I can feel another pair of eyes staring into my back, "Cat I said-," I turn around and bump into Jade. She grabs my waist to keep me from falling over my own feet, "Oh. Sorry Jade."

"It's fine." She says. I can tell she wants to say more but instead she just looks to the ground and heads off. I quickly grab her arm and say, "I wanna talk." Her eyes get wide, "Not right now, I mean. I'm literally about to pass out. So you could stop by after I nap today. Come by my house at 7:30, okay?" She nods and let go of her arm. I'm just praying this goes well.

The pale Goth girl sits in her Screenwriting class scribbling notes. She doesn't really need to pay attention in this class since it's sort of her forte but she tries to tune in when she can. But today her head is wrapped around the possible friendship, or maybe something more, with a skinny Latina girl.

Honestly both thoughts terrified her. But the thought of losing her scared her even more.

How the fuck did this happen? She thought to herself. She remembers the first time she saw Tori. She really did hate her at first she just wasn't sure why. Now it was all very clear. Once Tori refused to kiss Beck after Jade had stolen her spotlight, she knew. The raven haired girl was smitten.

She wasn't sure what to tell her though. I mean, she'd spent the past 2 years making her life hell. What could she possibly say, "Sorry I had an elementary school kid crush on you and rather than deal with my emotions I decided to be a total gank." Yea, like that'd work.

Jade rubbed her temples and then her eyes before resting her head on the desk. She must've fallen asleep because suddenly she was in another world where she wasn't afraid to hold Tori Vega's hand and kiss her on the cheek. She could smell the Latina's perfume perfectly and her smile was just as bright as the real thing.

She woke up when the kid in front of her dropped his notebook on the floor. There was only about 10 minutes left of this class so she grabbed her things and headed out the door, "Jade, uh, Jade where are you going?" her timid, gray haired teacher called. She neglected to respond but the stomp of her boots and the slam of the door must've been a pretty good answer.

Across the street there's a quiet little coffee shop that Jade sometimes snuck off to. She ordered her usual and then added a chai tea latte. She paid the guy and grunted thanks before heading back to the school. The bell rang just as Jade walked through the main doors of Hollywood Arts. She considered dumping the tea from embarrassment but swallowed her pride and strutted confidently to the locker of her least favorite (and secretly most favorite) person.

Tori came by a minute or so later with a surprised look on her face, "Don't say anything. Just take it and, yup, I'm gonna go now." She handed the tea over and turned to walk away before stopping. Jade whispered to herself "Fuck." Before turning to kiss Vega softly on her cheek. A blush crept across Tori's face as the Goth disappeared to class. She sipped her latte and smiled.

I passed out as soon as I got home. Unfortunately it was one of those naps where you actually feel worse after. Like my head had caved in and the light burned my eyes. I went down to the kitchen to make some coffee when the bell rang. Suddenly I remembered just who was going to be standing at the door. "Shit." I mumble.

"No cursing please." My mom says gliding down the stairs.

"Mom, can you distract the person at the door while I do my hair?" She looks at me and winks before heading towards the door. I sneak up the stairs with my coffee in hand, doing my best not to spill.

I pull a comb through my rats nest but it doesn't seem to be getting anywhere when a voice comes behind me, "Damn Vega, I never thought you'd be so worried to look nice for me." I turn around and find Jade wearing a smirk on her gorgeous face. I wanna slap it off.

"Honestly I thought you were Beck." I say with a wink. She gets a little red which makes me glow inside but to ease her mind I take her hand and lead her to my room. I take a hair tie from my desk and throw my mane into a sloppy bun. My head is still aching so I nurse my coffee while we sit in silence.

"Are you going to say anything?" I snap. Jade's eyes get wide in shock but then narrow out with anger, "You told me to come over so you could talk, remember?" She sneers, eyebrow raised. I rub my temples and apologize quietly. The silence covers us again. It isn't awkward but you can feel all of the questions begging to be asked floating through the air.

"Do you like me Jade? Like like?" I say, staring into my coffee.

"Are we in 3rd grade now?' Jade replies. I sigh and consider kicking her out before she adds, "yea… I do like like you." Her hands are in her lap as she fiddles with a bracelet, "a lot actually." I smile despite myself.

"Well? Do you like me or not?" She snaps. I laugh internally and nod my head yes. The raven haired girl drops her gaze back to her lap and tries to hide a smile but I see it and it sends shivers throughout my body.

"So why do you treat me like this?" I ask her.

She fidgets for moment as if she's trying to find the words before she responds, "My mother loved my father desperately. And he did too at first I think. They were everything I dreamt of having but then things got bad. And they fought. And god, they hated each other. And that scared me. I didn't- I still don't understand how someone can be everything to you one minute and then nothing. I never wanted to love anyone. I never wanted to worry about them still being mine in the morning." She says.

"What about Beck?"

"Beck was a trial run. He was safe and simple. I thought it would be okay but then I realized that I never really loved him. Not like that at least." I let her words sink in. They almost make sense.

"I thought that if I hated you first and forever… then we'd never have to know the pain of losing each other." For reasons I can't explain, those words ignite a rage within me, "Oh whatever Jade. Parents get divorced. That isn't an excuse to be a gank to people you say you care about. You can't be afraid of everything just because they signed a few papers and hit the road."

"Screw you Vega," She says with venom in her voice, "My parent's didn't get divorced. My mom killed herself." Jade's words drip from her mouth bitterly. I'm too stunned to respond. Too ashamed to apologize. Her eyes are brimming over with angry tears but she wipes them away, "This was a mistake." She stands to leave but I grab her and wrap her in my arms. She fights it for a second before collapsing into the embrace, sobbing against my chest.

Jade pushed away first and turned away from me. She wiped her eyes before turning back. We stood in silence before she almost whispered, "Now what?" I shrug. I'm as lost as she is.

"What does this make us?" I ask her. She looks into my eyes. There's something there that I can't figure out. She shakes her head, "I don't know." The uncertainty in her voice scares me. It's like we've made all of this progress just to fall short now.

"I want to be with you." I tell her. She smiles and moves towards me. Our foreheads touch and she whispers back, "I want to be with you too." Although she doesn't say it there is an unspoken "but" in the air. But people will talk. But Beck is our friend. But we would never work.

Everything begins to go slow. Our noses touch and our hands wrap around each other. I never expected Jade to be soft but when her lips graze against mine it's almost as if she isn't there. She kisses me slowly. Like she has to hold onto this because she doesn't know when she can have it again. But then I can taste her hunger. And she kisses me again. Hard. Her hands are tangled in my hair while mine are clinging to the back of her shirt. It isn't messy but it is fast and passionate. I feel like she is trying to prove something.

I peel off her shirt and push her onto my bed. I crawl on top of her and kiss her neck. I can almost hear the smirk in her voice when she asks, "Have you done this before?"

"Maybe once or twice." I nip at the skin under her jawline and whisper, "Or maybe I've just dreamt of this for a while." She grabs my chin and pulls me back into her. Our lips are gentle but assertive. We both know what we want.

Normally I'd say dry humping is gross because I've down it with guys and it is. With a boy it just feels desperate. Just an ache to fuck. But with a girl, with Jade, it was desperation to be closer. To feel every part of each other.

My shirt is off next. When our skin meets it's almost like a fire. I kiss down her porcelain chest before remembering my mom is home.

"Okay mild mood killer. My mom is here somewhere."

"No she's not." Jade says with mischievous smile, "She tried to distract me at the door so I mentioned the 70% off sale at Loft and-"

"She was gone." I finish laughing. She nods and I place a kiss right above the hem of her jeans. I add more as I unzip and peel them off of her legs. I graze my thumb over her panties and she shivers. I kiss the inside of her thigh before slipping her underwear off as well.

"Vega, I've only done this with Beck and it was okay but it never really got me anywhere so if I make noise don't laugh because-," The last of her words slur over as she falls back into my pillows. My tongue is gliding over her clit and into her. Her legs get tight around my head and her hips buck up against me. Jade's covering her mouth desperately but her moans still slip out. Just the fact that I made her feel this way makes my body warm.

Her muscles got tight and she moaned out "Fffuck." Before a rush of wet warmth dripped onto my lips. Suddenly she grabbed my arms and pulled at me to come back up to her. She kissed me desperately as if everything she couldn't say was left in each peck.

Her hand dipped into my pants and rubbed over my panties. I grinded against her hand aching for her move under the wet fabric.

"T-Tori," She says looking up at me with sad, anxious eyes, "Do you love me?" Her features are soft. Too soft to be her own almost. Too soft to be anything other than sincere.

"I love you." I kiss her cheek, "I love you." Her lips, "I love you." Her jaw, "I love you." Her throat.

She finally dips into my pants completely and I can't help but hide in the crook of her neck. I breathe heavily against her and moan into her ear so that this is a secret. So that it's just for her and I. Her fingers move in deeper and I almost lose control.

"Tell me you want me." She says.

"Jade, fuck, I want you." She thrusts her fingers in deeper, "Jesus, I need you." I crash my lips into her in attempts to wipe away all doubt from her mind. Her fingers are making me want to sing and the warmth of her topless body against mine sets me on fire. A wave of, of… oh fuck a metaphor. She made me cum. I died a hundred ecstatic little deaths and dripped onto her fingers.

She slid out of me and pulled me even closer to her body. I pulled a blanket over us. Jade's heart beat was steady and comforting. I could feel her drawing little circles into my back as she kissed my forehead.

"I love you Tori Vega." She said softly, almost as a whisper.

"I love you too."

We stayed like that all night. We didn't talk, we just breathed in the unfamiliar air of each other. Of accepting this…thing we had between us. I fell asleep thinking we had started something beautiful. I was wrong.

"Jade you can't just fuck me and then leave." Tori says playfully as the raven haired girl pulls her clothes on.

"I stayed the night, what more did you expect?" She responds. Jade had become herself again but Tori ignored it. She assumed this was just how Jade was going to be. Just because they'd confessed their love for each other didn't mean Jade would become a romantic comedy character.

"Spend the day with me, please. It's a Saturday." The Latina pleaded with a playful pout on her lips. "No Vega. Jesus, don't be so clingy."

The comment hurt but Tori tried to ignore it until the pale girl said, "I'm sorry about last night."

"What do you mean?"

Jade sighed, "You're like a lost puppy. Last night was a mistake. I shouldn't have let you touch me." The Latina looked at her with confusion covering her face, "Oh my God, you didn't- Vega, you don't actually think you and I could ever be a couple, do you?"

Tori's eyes burned but she refused to cry. Instead she began to laugh bitterly. Jade looked at her curiously but Tori was silent. "Look, it just wasn't meant to be."

"One minute you're begging me to say I love you then the next you're telling me that it was a mistake. You're hilarious Jade. You're so funny."

Jade suddenly felt guilty which was a new feeling for her. She was trying hard to pretend she didn't care but she couldn't, "Tori I do love you. This is just-"

"Shut the fuck up Jade. Don't ever say those words to me again. You're pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. Get out of my house." Tori grabbed a change of clothes and stormed from the room. She had let her in again. She had let Jade try to fix things and she'd only made things worse. Why couldn't she just let herself be happy? Why was it so hard to let the Latina love her?

When Tori got out of the shower all traces of the pale Goth were gone. It was as if she'd never been here. But she had. And that was something she couldn't forget.

She took out her bottle of anxiety pills and popped 4 into her mouth. 2 more than she was allowed to take a day. At this point it didn't matter.

Her phone rang. Looking at the caller ID she sees Jade's name flash on the screen. She ignores it and turns the damn thing off. She goes over to her desk and opens the bottom drawer. She pulls out a half empty bottle of vodka. The top twists off easily before she chokes down as much as she can. Tori wanted- Tori needed to forget Jade's name.

So yea. that just happened. Notes?