Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious
Cat's P.o.V
"André, can you take me home now?" I ask him. I've been sat here for a while now and I am still no closer to making a decision.
"Sure thing, little Red," he responds, getting up off the swing.
We walk back to the car in silence. When we get into André's car, he leans over and gives me a hug. Normally I would reciprocate the hug, but not today, my mind is too focused. He quickly starts the car after he realises that I'm not going to respond. He turns on the radio, but I am not listening to the songs, I'm thinking about the envelope. Should I open it or not?
But then I realise, I'm letting the envelope overtake what is really important. Robbie. I should be basing my decision on him, not on the results. I have to start thinking about Robbie and what he needs, not just what I want.
But the thing is I don't really know Robbie anymore. Not since this whole debacle happened. He hid it from us all for so long, and now he has become a different person, now that we know.
Since he hid his parents' illness from us, should I assume that he wouldn't want us to know this too? No, wait. My brother always says never 'assume' anything because it makes an 'ass out of you and me.'
If I ignore this situation with Robbie's parents, I can get a clearer picture of Robbie. Now that I think back on it Robbie has been there for all of us when we needed him in the past, despite him having his own problem. So that means we should all be here for him when he goes through this, no matter the outcome.
But that still leaves the question; do I want to know what is in the envelope? Will I be able to help Robbie more if I do?
"We're here" André says, bringing me crashing back to reality.
"What?" I ask, trying to centre myself after my deep thought battle.
"We're at your house." André clarifies.
I jump out of the car and thank André giving him one of my typical smiles. He says that it was no problem. It's good to know I have a good friend in him. Then he drives off as I walk up to my front door, back in deep thought again.
What am I going to do?
3 days later
Robbie's P.o.V
I'm glad I decided to get away for a few days. It's given me the perfect opportunity to gain some perspective on my current situation. Although I'm not too sure I like what I have found out. I can see clearly now that I have been mistreating my friends.
Not only was I a douche to them when they only tried to help me. But I now realise that hiding my parents' condition form them was a mistake. I didn't tell them because I thought they would only pity me. It is clear that I was mistaken. They would have only supported me and tried to make it better.
The time alone has also made me realise that my parents have never defined who I am as a person. The person I am is completely separate from them. So if I was a mistake or not to them, it doesn't matter. What matters is that I am the person that I want to be.
Sure they may have affected my life by giving me a crippling illness but that does not mean I am them. They chose to deal with it in a way I don't agree with, so if they have given it to me I will get through it in my own way.
It took me a while to realise all of this. The only reason I am able to figure all this out is because I didn't try and figure it out in my head. Instead I worked it out through music. I started writing a song to express my emotions and this lead to me working out my problems.
Yes I have written a song. But unlike my other songs it deals with the real me. It's not a joke type of song or one that explores my feeling of others. This song is about who I am and how I've acted. The one thing I will do with this song is play it to my friends. No-one else will hear it because only they will understand the true depth of the song.
Buzz buzz
Just then my phone goes off. I reach for it on the coffee table and see that the number isn't recognised. Crap! It can't be happening again there is no-one left to take. I gingerly hit the answer button.
"Hello?" I say into the phone, cringing at what might be the response.
"Hey Robbie," a sweet voice replies, "can I come see you? I miss you."
It takes a while for my brain to register that the voice on the end of the phone belongs to a sweet little girl, Alice. My brain then kicks in completely, as it remembers that I gave her my number before.
"Of course you can," I respond, "but I'm not at home right now. Do you want to come around tomorrow?"
"Yay!" She squeals down the phone, causing me to pull it away from my ear. "Will Jadey be there too?"
"She will be, don't worry." I say, pulling the phone back in preparation for the squeal that is sure to come.
Guess I'm going home. I end the call and decide I should tell the others that I'm coming back. I wonder if they decided to open that envelope or not.
New message
To: André, Beck, Cat, Jade, Tori
I am coming back.
From: Robbie
Buzz Buzz
Message: Cat
When you gonna be back?
New message
To:Cat
Sometime later tonight. Can't wait to see everyone, plus I missed your smile.
A/N: I will try and include the song in the next chapter. Bear with me as I'm writing it from scratch. It probably will be rubbish. If it's not in the next chapter it will be the one after that.