Author's Note: This is a prelude to a strong sexual scene that will take place in the next chapter in Jade's POV. So reader beware. I do not own Victorious or Gary Busey. Enjoy!

Cat's POV

It was about two hours later. I had already eaten and read my brother a bedtime story; he decided he wanted to take a nap…in the tub. Anyways, the waffles were cold and if I said that I wasn't a little bit upset, I'd be lying. As I was putting the waffles in the microwave, I heard the doorbell ring. My heart filled with glee as I leaped in the air before running to the door. I looked through the peephole and saw her standing there. Her hands were on her hips and she looked perfect. Jade always did. Today she was wearing a pair of black jeans that were rolled up and cuffed at her knees. She wore a sheer black button up shirt with a red tank top under it. She had a large messenger bag that she was adjusting on one shoulder. I opened the door and she walked right in with a sigh.

"Alright, alright, I'm late I know. To be honest, I stayed the night over at Beck's house because my car wouldn't start after going to see him. We were up all night with flashlights trying to fix it before we gave up. Turns out he's not as smart about cars as he seems. Problem was lack of gas," she explained. I acted like I was okay. I wasn't. I knew the two of them were just friends, but I was always going to be suspicious about the two of them. The fact that the two of them stayed the night together made it even worse.

"I trust you didn't do anything, right?" I said, innocently so she wouldn't get mad at me.

"No babe. I stayed in the house while he slept out in the RV. His parents are out of town this week," she said. That didn't make me feel better. The fact that nobody was there but the two of them made my stomach hurt and I didn't want to eat waffles anymore.

"Oh…" I said.

"Tori was there, too. You can call her if you want," she said, raising an eyebrow before digging out her phone to hand to me. Mine was upstairs. "Here, I'll do it," she rolled her eyes when I wouldn't take the phone. She sighed and called up Tori and put the call on speakerphone.

"Hello?" Tori answered.

"Yeah, it's Jade. Sorry I…uh, I was such a bitch last night. That shit about Andre was wrong of me to say, and I guess that I'm sorry." Jade said. She made a sour face throughout the whole thing. I smiled.

"Well, you're right Jade, it really did hurt -" Tori started.

"What? What?! I can't hear you! Hello?" Jade interrupted and ended the call. She pushed the phone down into the pocket of her black Andy Warhol messenger bag with guns on it. She took a step closer to me and put her hands on my hips. "When are you going to trust me? I might not voice it, but haven't you learned by now that I want you?" she said softly and kissed me. Her lips were moist and tasted like spearmint. I would soon find out that her tongue tasted the same way when she pulled me closer for a deeper kiss and slid her tongue in my mouth. We kissed passionately for a couple of minutes. I could feel her hunger for me and in this moment I knew she was telling the truth. She did want me, and maybe she wanted only me. She had me pressed against the door now, and I opened my eyes for a second and looked at the clock on the end table next to the couch. It was going to be three in the afternoon very soon. I broke the kiss by biting her lip. She pulled away and smiled. "You know just what I like."

"I do. And I know you like waffles, and I made some like you asked. They're in the microwave, all I gotta do is nuke 'em," I said and smiled, pushing her gently away when she didn't let go of me.

"Oh. Well, I'm not so sure I'm in the mood for waffles anymore. I'm actually thinking about eating something else," she said, getting closer to me with each word. She slid her hand between my thighs and tickled me with her middle finger. "Get what I'm saying, Kitten?"

"Oh! You're so fresh!" I said and pushed her hand away. "We can't, my brother's still here and-"

"So what? The freak can watch," she grinned. "Please? C'mon, I'm fucking Jade West. I never say please. Because I-"

"…never have to," I smiled, finishing her sentence.

"That's right. So how about you go wait for me in your room, while I freshen up?"

"Yes ma'am, but you gotta use my parents' bathroom. My brother's sleeping in the tub…" I said and shrugged and started heading towards my room.

"We don't have much time, Kitten, so be stripped," she called to me.

"Kay kay!" I called back.

On the way to my room, I closed the door to the bathroom where my brother was curled up in the fetal position now, sleep talking about Gary Busey and chocolate covered toenails. Before I even got to my room, I pulled my dress off and was currently in just my underwear and shoes. I got my first shoe off with ease, standing on one foot. The other one I bent down and started removing it when I felt a quick and burning sensation and heard a loud smack.

"Your ass is amazing, you know. Almost as amazing as mine," Jade said, rubbing her hands together and heading to the bed. She still had her bag with her, but now she was just in her tank top and underwear. She plopped down on it, her hair falling into her face. "I brought something for us," she said and opened up her bag. She took out her clothes and shoes that she stuffed in, and took out a brown paper bag.

"You know I don't like to mix food with sex, Jade," I pouted.

"It's not. Just wait," she said and reached in. She finally pulled out whatever was in there. "Ta da!" she said. There was a playful glint in her eye, a devilish grin on her face, and a translucent pink, thick dildo in her hand. My eyes widened in disbelief. "I have a harness. I really want to use this on you, Kitten," she said. I shook my head.

"Jade, you know I'm a virgin. You know I wince when you put your fingers in me. That's going to hurt too much," I told her while crawling on the bed next to her.

"You said you loved me. You said that you'd only give it to the person that you loved. Don't you want me to have it?" she asked putting it down beside me. "I mean, you're a lesbian right? You're going to lose it to a fake dick anyway."

She was right about the first part. I did love her and I wanted to lose my actual virginity (you know, the whole 'popping the cherry' thing) to a person I loved. But she was also wrong. I wasn't a lesbian. I still looked at boys and found them attractive. When she said I was going to lose it to a fake penis, it really hurt my feelings. At the same time, I didn't want to disappoint her. She went out of her way to get the, err, equipment. But I wasn't ready. In fact, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't lose my actual virginity until the night I was married. Jade knew that, and she was acting like the boys I used to date. I wouldn't give them anything and they'd leave me. I couldn't have her leave me, but this wasn't right. It wasn't even the right setting. Or time. My parents would be home in about an hour and a half, and I wanted to take my time. I wanted it to be romantic, as everyone does. I didn't want to rush, plus, my brother was home. What if I yelled from pain and he came in? There were too many cons compared to pros about giving it to her right now. I hated telling her no, but I just had to. "Jade, I love you. But I don't think I'm ready for that." I finally said, and braced myself for what she would say next.

"That's okay. I get it. The timing's all wrong, and my approach was brash. Don't worry about it," she said and put it away in the brown bag. She leaned over towards the floor and slid the bag under my bed. "C'mere, I wanna make it up to you." she said after leaning back up.

I couldn't wait to be between the sheets with her.