Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious

André P.o.V

So I just got a phone call from an upset Cat. I could barely understand her through her loud sobs. I got enough out of her to find out she is in the park. It is quite clear that she needs some help. I think about calling the others, but decide against it because she might not like to be confronted by all of us.

I am currently in my car driving to the park. Normally I have my music blasting, but not today. This situation seems too serious for music. I just need to focus on getting to Cat. I pull my car into a practically empty parking lot, well it is nearly 8.30 in the evening. A family walk past my car, probably one of the last in the park.

When I get out of my car, I realise that I have no idea where in the park Cat is. I take a little break to think of the most likely places Cat will be. Only two places stick in my mind: the pond and the playground. The pond is closer so I head there, knowing that Cat needs me as quickly as possible

As I reach the crest of the hill that leads down to the pond, I begin to wonder what has made Cat so upset. My mind immediately settles on Robbie. Last time, I saw the two of them he didn't exactly treat her too nicely. But then even Cat must have understood that the only reason he did that was because he was hurting. Surely she knows that he would take it back if he could.

I take a quick look around and see no sign of Cat. Her red hair would have made it obvious if she was around here. She must be at the playground, really should have checked there first. I mean she is always asking me and the gang to go with her. The only one who ever does is Robbie. He stopped a few months back, should have really picked up on that as a warning sign.

As I turn the corner, the park comes into view. I am greeted by the site of red hair. I quicken my pace because even from here I can hear her crying. Damn whatever this is, it must be serious. She cries a lot but never like this.

As I enter the playground, I head straight for the swings that Cat is sitting on. I sit on the swing next to her and slowly begin rocking. I look over to Cat to see that her eyes are fixed on an envelope in her hands.

"Hey little Red" I say alerting her to my presence.

"Hey André," she responds. I hear the sadness in her voice mixed in with what I feel to be confusion. No wonder she was crying so hard, there is so much conflict in her voice alone. I hate to think what is going on in her head.

"So, what's got you down?" I ask, trying to get her to open up. I may not want to know what is going on in her head, but it's clear that she needs to tell someone.

"It's Robbie." Ok that I expect. "And Jade." Wait, what?

"Do you mean that something happened between Jade and Robbie to upset you? Or they both did something separate that upset you?" I ask confused. I mean most conversation with Cat leave me confused. However that is normally because she is talking total rubbish. Now I'm confused because she isn't making herself clear.

"It's something that they did individually and some of it together. I tell you everything. You'll need to know everything before you can really help me." She explains.

She then starts by telling me that the reason that Robbie threw us out because the letter that he found said that he was a mistake. Then after they were thrown out Robbie text her saying that Jade needed her at his house. She explains that Jade had stayed behind to talk to Robbie and that Robbie had gone somewhere. Once Robbie had returned Jade had proceeded to destroy a room, while Robbie explained his actions. She then explains that Robbie had been to get stuff from Jade's house because she has been thrown out. This is where tears fall down her face even harder as she describes how Jade said that Cat couldn't understand her situation.

"Wow that's a lot of information to take in one go," I say having pulled her into a hug by the end of her explanation. "But I can tell that you missed something out. As you said before, I need to know everything if I'm going to help you."

"How did you know I left something out?" she asks a look of amazement on her face.

I simply reach over and touch the envelope. She jumps at the contact as if she had forgotten that the letter was in her hands, her story obviously distracting her from the situation.

"None of what you just said explains why you have this envelope." I explain.

"Oh, right." She sighs as if in defeat at my logic. "Well there was this lawyer man who came and gave Robbie this" she says, indicating the envelope. "Robbie says that it will tell him if he's dying or not."

Crap! That is one heavy burden for something so little. "So, why do you have it?" I ask, confused that something that clearly means so much to Robbie isn't with him.

"He's gone away for a few days. Said he couldn't deal with this on top of everything else. He told me and Jade to look after. Even said we could open it if we want. But in the end when he does return he is going to find out the results." Cat explains.

"So I can see you haven't read it yet," I say, seeing that the envelope is still intact. "Are you going to read it?"

"I don't know. I'm not even sure why he gave it to me." She confesses.

"Before I tell you what I think. Can I ask why you called me?" I ask, this sounds more like something Tori should deal with.

"Because it meant revealing stuff about Jade that I don't think she'd want Tori or Beck to know."

"Well I'm not going to lie, this is some serious chizz." I say, "But truth be told I don't think Robbie cares about what you do to the envelope."

"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?" she yells.

"Just that I think Robbie will care more why you did it than what you did." I clarify.

"But I still haven't decided if I'm opening it." She explains.

"Well then you need to decide what you want to do, and be clear as to why you want to do it."

"What would you do?" she asks me pouting.

"I would leave the letter alone. He should know that his friends will be there no matter what. But I'm not sure if that is the right thing for you. You have to find that out for yourself." I explain, knowing that she wanted the decision made for her.

She then goes back to how I found her when I first got here. Her attention focused fully on the envelope.