My first ever story! I hope you all like it! This will be a story about Cat's recovery from self-harm. Self-harm is a big deal, don't do it. If you already do it, seek help asap. I will probably have this story outlining parts of my self-harm story. i hope you like this!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything having to do with Victorious. i just own the plot.

"They think I'm just some silly, bubbly, airhead girl. That's just my disguise. They don't know the real me at all." Caterina Valentine thought to herself. She got up off of her pink and orange comforter and grabbed her jewelry box. Under the top part of it, sat a shiny silver blade. She removed it and sat back down on her bed. Slowey she pulled her jaket sleeve up and looked over the white parrallel lines on her wrist. She placed the blade on her wrist and dragged it slowly across, drawing a dark crimson colored liquid. She sighed out in relief as all thoughts escaped her mind.

Suddenly her bedroom door burst open, knocking one of the unicorn poster fall off the light pink walls. She pulled her sleeve down quickly then looked up to see her best friend staring back at her.

"Cat, why do you have a blade in your hand?" Jade West questioned.

"Uh, I..I don't know," she said trying to sound all innocent.

"Your sleeve has something bright red on it. Show me your wrist, now." she demanded.

Cat hesitaded before she sighed deeply and pulled the sleeve up. Her wrist had blood splattered around from the sleeve being around. Jade took her wrist in her hand and examined the white lines up and down her arm and the fresh new cuts.

"Caterina Hannah Valentine, why are you cutting yourself? Are there any other places that you've been cutting?"

"No. You aren't going to understand why I'm doing this."

"I'm calling the others than you can explain why you're doing this."

Jade pulled her phone out and called their other friends, Andre Harris, Tori Vega, Robbie Shapiro, and Beck Oliver.

"They'll be here soon, can I get you something to drink?" She asked revealing her softer side.

Shortly after, the others in gang showed up and were standing in Cat's bedroom with her and Jade.

"So, Cat, spill it out. Why are you doing this to yourself?" Beck asked in a calm voice.

"I was stressed out, and I looked up ways to rid yourself of stress. Someone had wrote an article about how cutting helped them deal with the stress. I had cutting on my mind all the time. One day, I was helping my mom cook dinner and I was chopping up some vegtables for her. I accidently cut myself with the knife. Blood got on the vegtables, I thought my mom would get mad at me, and suddenly, the relief over took me. I forgot about the fear I had, and didn't ever pay attention to the rest of the night. So, I took out the blade of one of my disposable razors, it took forever and a year, and I've cut anytime I got stressed out, got worried about anything, things like that. Now, here I am."

"Cat, can the rest of us see your arm?" Robbie asked.

Cat replied by pulling up her sleeve again.

"How didn't we notice any of this?" Tori wondered aloud.

"I took a makeup class for stage, remember? I snuck some of that makeup into my bookbag, and used it. Then I ordered myself some of it from the address on the label."

"Makeup class..of course. Nice, Cat," Jade commented. "Promise us something, Cat?"

"What?"

"Promise us that you'll stop this. Starting now."

"I don't wanna stop it though."

"So, you want to keep cutting, where you'll start cutting deeper and deeper when what you're doing now isn't enough, with the possibility to kill yourself, and where you'll have scars for the rest of your life, covering them up constantly? What are you gonna dowhen your future kids see the scars and go 'Mommy, what are these marks from?'What are you gonna tell them? What would you do if you found out that your kids start doing this in the future? You're sixteen, Cat. Stop this before you take it too far." Beck cut in.

"Oh, I never thought of all that. Alright, I'll stop it, but on one condition.."

"What?"

"You all have to help me stop." She replied to everyone in the room.

"Done."

"Deal."

"Of course."

"Anything for you."

"Alright."

Cat smiled. She got up off of her bed and grabbed the blade Jade had placed on the desk. "Here," she said. "This is what I've been using. Throw it away for me please."

Jade took the blade, and put it in her pocket. "I'll do it when I get home." She smiled.