Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious it belongs to Dan Schneider, no cash is made out of this work of fiction since it's simply written for entertainment purposes only so uh yeah, DONT SUE! Kay?

This second chapter was unexpected, originally it was meant for my "50 Shades Of Jori" until I realised our two favourite girls didn't make an appearance, at least physically.

Be warned, this can be a bit sad, not to mention that it might make you all feel pity towards Tori's mother for the first time ever.

Holly Vega was having a restless sleep, or more accurately a nightmare, a very familiar one.

After the terrible conversation she had endured with her youngest daughter a few weeks ago, the broken old woman had felt remorse among other things that had made her question her motherhood day in and day out.

Something she knew she had given up on long ago.

So it was no surprise that she was getting some very unpleasant dreams, courtesy of her psyche almost every night.

Either it was Trina, sometimes Tori, maybe even her ex-husband would made an appearance in dream-land.

She was just glad her daughter-in-law never showed, otherwise she was sure that there would be a coma involved.

The religious woman was sitting in her living room, looking at all directions, hoping to see someone, anybody.

She had grown to hate her loneliness.

"Are you proud of who you are?"

"Hello?" She asked uncertainty, having recognised that voice, it was one after all that she would never forget "Tori is that you baby?"

"Are you looking forward to having a nice gravestone that will mislead everyone who never knew you?" Tori's echoed voice asked sarcastically. "Beloved Wife, Mother, Co-worker and... And what?"

"Baby... I'm sorry... I know I did bad but... I... I just want a second chance!"

"So you can what?" Her daughter asked darkly "Show everyone what you always been?... A Neglectful Mother, A self-centered religious bigot? An Abuser!"

"I wasn't that!"

"What was that?" Tori asked mockingly "You weren't an abusive woman?"

"No! I wasn't!"

"Just because you never hit your children it doesn't make you free of any guilt "Did you know there's more than one kind of abuse Holly? I can list them to you if you want me to. I can show you which ones you've done to your daughters!... All the times you made breakfast, lunch or dinner for yourself, leaving Trina and Tori starving... Yeah, great parenting right there!"

Holly lowered hers head in shame.

"Do you even remember when you promised to love them forever?" Tori hissed "I bet that went out the window when one of them came out of the closet and the other decided to support her, huh?"

You used to be so nice, Holly. So sweet, so kind, so loving. That's why your family loved you." And then, what did you do? You destroyed that love when you cheated on your husband, that was strike one! Then what did you do? Oh yeah, you disowned your youngest child for her sexual preference! You undermined your first born and plenty, plenty more..."

Holly was crying uncontrollably as the voice continued to cut deeper and deeper into her mistakes.

"Was it worth it?" Tori asked sorrowfully "Did your beliefs made you any happier? You're all alone now and the people that at one point loved you, now want nothing to do with you.

Two words can describe such a person.

Unfit Caretaker.

Abusing Bitch.

Careless Woman

And plenty, plenty more.

Because that's where it'll lead, Holly.

Because you should have known better, you should have been the loving mother Tori yearned for when she was at her most vulnerable, instead you pushed her away,

One word can describe Those actions.

Bitch.

Monster.

But never a mother.

Holly woke up screaming, horrified at her latest nightmare, she was breathing hard after such a bad dream, looking in all directions, hoping to see Tori around even if she knew it was a lost cause.

After she had calmed doen, the aged brunette started to cry at the lost of her daughters and the grandchildren she would never get to meet due to her bigotry.

Getting out of bed, she knew there would be no sleeping tonight, so she went to the kitchen to eat something, all the while looking at a photo of the family she quit on years ago, conveniently set in front of the fridge.

"The dream seemed so real" Holly muttered to herself. "But.. Maybe it was a wake up call?"

Maybe her subcouncious was telling her she shouldn't quit, she shoild keep trying to reconnect with her girls, otherwise she would be alone.

And she didn't want that, she had been by herself for far too long.

But she just couldn't pop up on Tori or Trina's homes unannounced, after all they made it clear they want nothing to do with her.

She sighs in defeat "And I can't blame them... But if I try hard enough I could get a second chance"

So she got to work, Holly needed to write down what she wanted to tell them, letting know how sorry she was.

The sorrowful mother hoped she wasn't too late.

She hoped to get some happiness in the few years she had left.

Or die trying.

Truth be told, I actually been toying around with the idea of giving Holly some redeeming qualities, that being said, she may just make an appearance in my fic "Parenthood" but for now, this story is over, I may eventually come back this though... Maybe.

All in all, what do you guys think? I'm not exactly good when it comes to writing for Holly, but I sure hope I did a decent job on her character development.

Invader Johnny Signing Off.