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Beck POV

I was having an all out spazz attack. Jade was dying and it was my fault. I killed her...with the assistance of Tori. We're murderers. Oh my god! But then I realized, Jade wasn't dead...yet. We were still driving to the hospital. Tori was going as fast as she could without going over the speed limit but it didn't feel fast enough.

"Come on, Jade. It's going to be OK." I said to Jade, my voice panicky. I don't know what I'll do if I lose her, I can't lose her. It just can't happen. I need her. My life depends on her. I can't just go on without her. We're BeckandJade, world's best couple at Hollywood Arts. There's no BeckandJade without Jade. Then again, there's no Beck without Jade.

"We're almost there!" Tori screamed. She was freaking out, not because she was scared for Jade, but because of the blood. We finally pulled up to the hospital and I picked up Jade and ran with her into the hospital. As soon as the hospital workers saw her, they called for doctors and nurses who put her on a gurney and they took her away.

Just like that.

I just stood there with this shocked, sad, angry, and scared expression on my face. I walked over to one of the chairs in the waiting room and sat down. I put my head in my hands, just an hour ago everything was fine and now Jade could be dead.

It's my fault.

Tori came over and sat down next to me. She caused this. She's the one that kissed me and was mean to Jade and its her fault...and mine...but mostly hers.

"Beck...I'm-" Tori started.

"What? You're what? Sorry?" I snapped.

"Yeah, well-"

"Sometimes sorry doesn't cut it. How could you do that? Why would you do that?" I was getting so angry.

"I l-like you." She whispered so quietly I could barely hear it. Wow, Jade was right.

"That doesn't matter! If you like somebody you can't just kiss them if they're in love with someone else!"

"So you don't like me?" She asked all innocently and confused. How stupid is she?

"No! I mean I used to like you as a friend but I never liked you like that. And, I don't like you as a friend anymore because you just practically killed my girlfriend!" I screamed.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Should I go?"

"Yes."

"OK, bye. Good luck." She said and quietly turned around and slowly walked out of the waiting room.

I sat down and waited nervously. I thought I should call Cat. She and Jade we're best friends and she'd probably want to know that Jade was hurt. I took out my phone and dialed Cat's number.

"Hello!" An overly happy voice came.

"Hey, Cat."

"Hi, Beck!"

"Um, Jade's hurt and she's at the hospital and-"

"OMG! What happened?"

"She got a really bad cut and-"

"I'll be right there!"

A couple minutes later Cat ran in...with Robbie, 'Rex,' and Andre. Shoot, this means they would all know Jade's secret. Cat was crying, Andre and Robbie just looked nervous.

"Is Jade dead?" Cat screamed.

"What happened?" Robbie asked.

"Did the Wicked Witch of the West fall off her broom?" 'Rex' asked.

"Uhhh, well Jade is...she had a..."I said not knowing how to put this.

"Jade was cutting herself and screwed up and is now bleeding to death." Andre said in a monotone voice.

"How'd you know?" I asked, seriously know one knew except for me, Jade, and Tori.

"It was honestly only a matter of time, I mean that girl is obsessed with scissors." Andre said like it was extremely obvious and no big deal.

"So, no one told you?" I asked trying to clarify.

"Who would?" Andre asked confused.

"Tori. She's the one that pretty much caused this." I said coldly.

"What'd she do?" Robbie asked. I explained the whole story from when Jade showed up in my car that morning with the bruise all the way up to me telling Tori to leave the hospital.

"Wow." Robbie said.

"Oh my gosh, that's horrible!" Cat cried.

"So Tori really isn't that nice?" Andre asked.

"Yeah." I said. Then a doctor came out.

"Is Beck Oliver here?" The doctor asked. I walked up to him nervously.

"Hi, I'm Beck." I said.

"Oh, hi. You're here for Jadelyn West, right?"

"Yes."

"OK, good. She's doing very well. She lost a lot of blood so we brought her into surgery and gave her blood transfusions. We fixed her vein and everything should be fine. She'll just be tired for the next few days because of the blood loss."

"Thank you."

"How did this happen?"

"She was rapping a birthday present and the scissor slipped." I lied.

"I see, just making sure she wasn't cutting herself."

"Never."

"You can go see her."

"Thank you." I said again.

"She's in room 143."