Ch. 17
Cat's POV
I haven't seen Tori this happy in ages; she is very giddy for a woman whose man just got stabbed. I am honestly a little jealous of Tori-the truth is I have been in love with Beck throughout high school-even when he dated Jade. I just never wanted to tell anyone; not even Tori. I know I am such a pathetic friend-I am sure there are many secrets my Vega has hidden from me. But sometimes I feel as if she takes everything for granted. She has loads of talent; a boy took her in and sheltered her. I sometimes think she looks over all of these details and focuses her energy on the negative.
I will never tell her my feelings for Beck-it would only end our friendship. I am sure going to college with both of them would be the end of me. I have actually applied to a school in New York and have gotten in. And I will most likely go there-seeing them together bothers me to no end. But at least Ontario, Canada and New York City are neighbors and we could visit on weekends. I am not doing it to be selfish-but for my mental health I need to get away from Tori. She would kind of ruin my reputation in college; she is a sweet girl don't get me wrong. But I want nothing to do with Hollywood Arts friends anymore. I have moved on from Tori; and I can see that now. She has allowed Beck to get in the way of our friendship; but I don't have the guts to say "Beck or me take your pick."
My thoughts are interrupted when we arrive at Beck's trailer. I forgot we were on our way to get her clothes-oh great she is staying with me for a week. I roll my eyes.
She opens the door slowly, and something doesn't feel right. When we walk in-it feels as if someone is watching us. I am not sure why I feel this sudden shiver going through my entire body. My skin feels as if it is detaching from my bones. "Tori do you have a bad feeling?" "Yes I do Cat-something feels wrong?"
"Hello Ladies…And why have you come to Beck's trailer and so alone?" We turn around and see two hooded figures standing before us. We know it's the Harris brothers, Andy and Andre, it doesn't take a genius. "Hello twins." I say trying to sound brave. These bastards don't know I always carry a pocket knife and a gun on me. Who would ever suspect a small petite 18 year old girl of carrying such deadly weapons?
"And what brings you here? Andre and Andrew? Beck is in the hospital thanks to you Looney tunes" Tori says. Her voice is going up about ten octaves; she does this when she is scared.
"Well Tori, I thought we could finish making that video. The one that you ran out on; remember the hotel and how you ran away pathetically?" mocks Andre. His lips curl and I can tell how much he has changed since high school. His posture is slouchy and his eyes aren't very focused on the "task ahead." In my mind Andre is all talk and no action; but his brother is focused and ready to strike. I slip my hand into my pocket casually just in case; I am so lucky my dad was a Marine and taught me how to use this weapon.
I notice Andre and Andrew are getting ready to attack us; they aren't just seeking revenge they are looking for "toys" to play with. If they think I am willingly going to have sex with them they are wrong. I put my hand on the grip of my NAA mini revolver-I am only begging my .22 mag to save my ass if necessary. Andre is about to touch Tori-and without thinking I pull out my weapon. BANG BANG- I nail his hand and his shoulder. Andrew is about to take my gun from me-BANG BANG. I hit his chest with two bullets. I might have over done the ammo just a bit but anything to kick these guys' asses. I then see Andre trying to get up-I strike him again with a third bullet. And he shuts up-Tori is standing in the back of the trailer; crying tears of joy- I have just saved her ass. Maybe I am glad to be friends with her; I am sure glad she is safe this time. But all I know is I have just become her hero.
I gaze upon the Harris Twins, "I bet you didn't see that coming. That will teach you to NEVER mess with any of my friends again." They are both bleeding; but they deserve it for all the wounds they have caused Beck and Tori these last few months. I look at the NAA mini revolver in my hand and think of my dad, "Semper fidelis daddy!"