The Runaway

Disclaimer: Don't own Victorious, or FOP

A/N: This is another story inspired by an actor and mutual roles. I've come up with a very dramatic and well thought out story as a result. I believe you will enjoy it. Now, I'm starting this off after the episode where Robbie and Cat sing the bad news, March of 2012. For sake of this, both Fairly Odd Parents movies have taken place in 2012 (The Christmas movie has and both seem the same year). Now for sake of having it make sense (with Tori still in school) I've had to leave Trina at near 20 years and Tori nearing 18 (She is seventeen now), this puts Trina/Tootie at three years younger than Timmy. That is the only age manipulation that I have had to work out with this. Without further ado, I give you, the starter:

Chapter 1 (I'm Gone)

March 2012

Trina Vega screamed at Cat and Robbie to disappear from her presence after having destroyed their guitar. This behavior among Tori's friends was typical, more so than she would like to admit. The boy they sung about, Seth, was to take her to a game. It was going to be a great date, but no, he had to send the two clowns to tell her he didn't want to go. As if he couldn't just tell it to her face!

Upon making it to her room, she put her back to her door and let a violent scream bellow from her lungs. She wasn't upset over this one simple act. No, it was a number of things piling over one after another. "Life was supposed to be good when we moved here…it was supposed to be better." All she was here was Tori's older sister. That girl used to look up to her, and now that she was in Hollywood Arts, it was like Trina didn't even matter anymore. Her father! She used to be her father's whole world! She was daddy's little girl, daddy's favorite, and now he was always busy with work and never paying any attention to her. Their mom wasn't much better.

Her chest heaved as she turned her eyes to a picture on her nightstand, it was when she was much younger. A better time, no doubt. Or at least, better than this daily pain of being her sister's shadow. In the photo was a girl with dark brown pigtails and old looking 'granny glasses' as she used to call them. Her heart cried out as she walked to the picture, smiling sadly at the puppy in that girl's hands. "Now there was a time…A time when I mattered…"

It seemed ironic, she'd become the 'bitch' older sister that all of her younger sister's friends picked on and hated. She'd become the sister that didn't matter. Much like her elder sister. Sixteen at the time, back when Trina was only seven and going by her childhood nickname 'Tootie'. Trina was only five, she didn't remember much of that town. Vicky Vega was a harsh, cruel, jealous elder sister. Trina was the light in her father's eyes and Tori was her mother's delight. Vicky was 'forgotten'.

Four years later, the family moved from that place. Dimmsdale. Vicky refused to go with them, disowning the family altogether. They hadn't heard from her since, and the family opted to just move on with their lives. Did they miss her? Sure. Trina wasn't too certain how she felt, remembering the girl's incessant tortures back in the day. Now, she was wondering if she was destined to be as her sister was? The forgotten, 'ugly' older sister. She couldn't say she hated her, Tori didn't have a big opinion of her.

The one good thing about Dimmsdale was Timmy Turner. He was her first love, and she'd been through a lot of guys. How had he changed? Had he changed at all? It would be nice to see, but then again, she thought Vicky could possibly still be in Dimmsdale. What would it matter? Her family never made an attempt to go back. Her dad's work was far too demanding and Tori simply didn't care anymore.

She wiped her eyes and moved over to her bed. Her body was on fire, her chest ached and her cheeks burned. She yearned for those simpler days, where everyone was happier. Her father wasn't as busy, her mother was always a part of her life, and Tori thought Trina was the best thing since sliced bread. "LA's changed things…Tori's friends are assholes, the guys here are pricks. Give me a real life, a simpler time. Don't give me this-" Her phone went off and she checked it, her heart skipped a beat when she saw it was Seth. She hesitated to answer it at first, having a really bad feeling about it, but decided to swallow her anxiety and give him a shot. "Hello? Trina here…"

"Hey Tri, this is Seth. I was uh-I was wondering, I know I cancelled our earlier date. Maybe you'd still like to give it a shot?" Her hand flew to her chest and she quickly stood up, gasping with surprise. "My friends and I are going to be hitting the town. Join me? Let me make it up to you…"

"A-Are you serious?" This wasn't a joke? He was really considering this? Maybe there was some hope in the boys around here after all! Dare she get her hopes up? "Y-Yes of course!" Everything in her told her to flee, not to go. Throwing caution into the wind, she prepared herself and charged down the stairs nearly running into Tori.

"Trina!"

"Can't talk now, got a date!"

"But I need you, I have to ask something." Did she hear correctly? Tori needed her? She started to scoff, not wanting to believe her sister needed anything important. Those days were gone. Still, she could hope. She looked to her, eager to help her baby sister in any way. Tori cleared her throat and closed her eyes. "Tonight everyone's coming over to play cards…"

"Yes?" Was Tori going to invite her to join them? Her heart rose to her throat and her face became flush. This was turning into the most amazing night!

"Do you think I should have them play Hearts or Gin Rummy? Or do you think they'd like Texas hold em' better." Instantly her heart crashed down. Tori saw the flash of pain in her eyes and started to say something, but Trina interrupted her.

"They're your friends, why don't you ask them instead. Whatever happened to the days where I was actually important to you, Tori?"

"You are important to me, Trina."

"Whatever, I have a date to go to…"

An hour later, Trina returned to the house in tears. Her cheeks were swollen, her lip bloody, and her dress torn. Her vision was a bit blurry, and her heart was breaking. Seth didn't want a date with her, he just wanted to laugh at her. He and his friends drugged her, threw her in a ditch and beat upon her. She screamed and cried, begging for them to stop hitting her, to stop throwing rocks at her, but they wouldn't.

Worthless! Idiot! You'll never be anything to anyone! You're just a fuckup that's all you are. Who the fuck would ever want to date someone like you?

The mocking didn't stop. Her body trembled as she opened the door, trying hard not to collapse on the ground. Her heart screamed and her tears mixed with the blood. Tori and her friends were playing cards at the table, but no one looked up at her. "T-Tori." Her dad wasn't home yet, she needed to talk to someone. She had to talk to someone. "Tori!"

"Not now, Trina. It's my turn." Trina's eyes widened as her sister studied her cards furiously. She started to stammer, collapsing onto one knee and weeping silently. Why weren't they looking? "I'm losing." She clenched her eyes shut, weeping bitterly.

"Tori I need you right now."

"Just a minute, don't worry Trina, it'll only be a minute. I can't talk right now."

"T-T-Tori please…"

Jade smacked the table, throwing her cards in the air and scoffing. "Oh for god sake!" Her words stabbed at Trina, tearing her open. Her stomach churned as she swallowed down the taste of vomit from the effects of the drugs Seth and his friends hit her with. Jade stared straight ahead, not bothering to look back at her. "Can't you tell no one wants you around right now, Trina?" Tori looked up from her cards for the first time, but didn't look over, she was glaring at Jade. "You're annoying, useless, just leave us alone! Tori will talk to you later!"

"F-Fine! I see, I'm just the useless, ugly sister no one cares about! Well fuck you then! Fuck you! I-I see where I stand…" The pain of this moment was only salt to the wound that Seth dealt seconds ago. "You won't even stick up for me to your friends! I must mean the world to you, huh?!" She turned away and left the house, hearing Tori call out to her before yelling something at Jade.

She ran, for how far, she didn't know. She collapsed on the steps of someone's house and buried her face in her hands, wailing loudly. The lights of the house turned on after a few minutes, startling her. She wasn't truly aware of where she was. The door opened and Sinjin's head poked out. "Trina?" Her lip pouted out as he moved outside and sat beside her. "Oh my god, what happened to you?"

"I…" Instantly he removed his jacket and moved it over her shoulders. He was like her, of the same cloth. He was misunderstood. He'd graduated high school, but still hung around as Sikowitz's teacher assistant. He wanted to be a teacher and was indeed an avid bug collector like his little sister. People thought he was weird to still be hanging around the building, but as such, he had his reasons. "It's nothing."

"You're hurt. You're sitting on my steps, crying your eyes out. What is it?" She gazed into his eyes, he was genuinely concerned for her. His hair wasn't in its usual curls, but combed back. She pointed it out and he chuckled, running his hand through his hair. "Right, I uh…It's strange, I can't stand sleeping with my hair out in its messy afro, so I comb it right before bed. It actually helps get the dirt of the day out."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I take nightly showers and comb my hair. Much more sanitary!" He was missing his glasses too, but she knew he had contact lenses. They actually talked about that a year or two ago. He was a good guy, but she always gave him a hard time because of some crush he formed on her in the last year of school.

"You look better with it that way…"

"You think so? Well thank you." He laughed deeply and raised his eyebrows, "Maybe I should put some gel in it more often."

"You should." She breathed in deeply and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of his coat. Realizing what she did, she looked up at him apologetically and he merely waved his hand. His answer was that he could wash it if he had to, but it didn't seem there was a necessity to do such. "I'm sorry if I woke you up…it's just…everything's coming to a head Sinjin, and I can't take it anymore. I just can't."

"What do you mean you 'can't'?" Concern flashed through his eyes as she began trembling. "Trina talk to me, what's going on?"

"Tori doesn't care about me."

"Now I'm sure that's not true."

"It is! Ever since we moved to this godforsaken place, it's like…everything's different! I hate it! Tori won't even stick up for me when her friends talk shit about me. I can't get a date because people consider me only 'Tori's dumb sister'. Even tonight, my 'date' took me out with his friends and…" She whimpered as she remembered Seth laughing at her and throwing bottles her way. Sinjin put his arms around her and pulled her close, it was a comfort for her, but not major. How could anything comfort her anymore? "They beat me Sinjin. They beat me, they mocked me, they told me I was useless, that I wasn't worth anything to anyone."

"Now that isn't true. If anything, you're worth something to me." She started to smile and closed her eyes. "When I look at you, I see someone who is strong, intelligent, and you can kick ass. You think I haven't seen you in those martial arts classes?" She chuckled and wiped her tears away with her hands.

"Thank you…but I'm done…I'm just like my older sister it seems like."

"Older?"

"Yeah. Vicky. No one talks about her because she pretty much disowned us. She was mean, cruel to kids, probably just because she was always jealous Mom and Dad gave me and Tori all the attention. I mean we think about her, but we've never gotten in contact with her…"

"I'm sorry. And you are not like that in any way, Trina. I know you're hurting. Don't let what those people say hurt you, they're not right. Hey, I have some hot chocolate on the stove inside if you'd like some?"

"I thought you were asleep."

"Nah, my sister was. I leave the lights on dim in the house so I don't bother her. Her bedroom's on the end of the hallway closest to the living room, and I like to watch some television before hitting the sack."

"Oh…well…I'd love to, but, I just can't…" Maybe she could, for just a little while. At the same time, she didn't want to be tempted to stay in this hellhole any longer. "I hate it here, Sinjin. I hate this town, I just…I want to get away."

"Trina?"

"No…I've made my decision…" It wasn't a hard decision to make. All she had to do was remember when she was happier. Dimmsdale. That town was the happiest place on earth and she wanted to go there. "If they don't want me around, then so be it. I won't be around to bother them anymore."

"Trina."

"Call me a drama queen if you want." He closed his eyes as she stood up and huddled the coat closer around her body. Without thinking, she started walking off. Sinjin called out to her, but she didn't respond. "Don't turn around," she thought. If she turned around, if she looked at him, she might not have the courage to make this step. She was damn near twenty years old, she could leave if she wanted.

It was the middle of the night when she got home, the house was dark and everyone was asleep. She found a note on her bed that said 'I love you, your little sister'. She tucked it away in the coat, struggling as she smelled the faint aroma of cocoa powder. Had she forgotten to return Sinjin's coat? She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet smell, smiling lightly and shaking her head.

She packed up her things and left a note for the family. It didn't say much at all, she didn't want them to find her. She didn't want them to look for her. Therefore all that the note had were two simple words.

"I'm gone."

January 12, 2013

Trina awoke with a startled gasp, her nightmares haunting her again. She hugged herself and looked around the tiny one bedroom apartment. Moreover, it should be called a shack than anything.

On the other side of the room in his bed was her doting boyfriend, Timmy. Much like his usual pink outfit, he was sleeping in pink footie pajamas. When she arrived, she learned of an activist clause and found him. Nothing had changed about him, perhaps that was what attracted her to him?

He thought of her as 'Tootie' and never even thought to ask about her real name or her family. She was happy with that, she honestly didn't think he could mentally deal with that. "For a guy that's twenty three and still in fifth grade…huh." She never quite questioned whether she 'loved' him or not, he seemed to care very deeply for her. They could never speak of intellectual things though, and still, he didn't know she ran away from her family so long ago.

At least here, she was wanted by somebody. Here, they were using magic of these strange little fairies to grant everyone's wishes. She should be happy, shouldn't she? Though sometimes she couldn't help but wonder about her life back in LA. She had to shake that trauma from her mind, it didn't matter.

Her body was in a hot sweat and her lungs were moving as rapidly as her heart. She saw the three fish in the fishbowl watching her and flashed them a quick smile. "Good morning Wanda, Cosmo, and Poof…" Yeah, this wasn't a strange transition at all.

So how do you like it? I have all chapters written, so that is a plus. Tell me your thoughts, Chapter 2 is on its way.