[A/N] Couple of notes before I get started.

First of all, this story takes place in a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT UNIVERSE from the rest of my Splatoon stories. Exactly what happens in that universe will become apparent as the story goes on. But this is gonna be a total one-off story. Nothing else will come out of this. …I think.

Second of all, this is the angstiest piece of trash I've ever written (and also the angstiest piece of trash I'll ever write, probably). You have been warned.

Finally, props to my good friend TrickyJebus for giving me the idea (as well as several plot points, seriously this wouldn't be possible if it weren't for you, thanks man).

Jake's phone buzzed. He jolted, and took it out of his pocket. Seeing the name on the screen, he tapped the button and held it up to his ear.

"Hello?" he said.

Tori watched him curiously. "Yeah, I'll be right over," he said into the receiver, and hung up. He looked over at her. "Sorry, I gotta go visit someone. I'll be right back, okay?"

"Who is it?" Tori asked.

"She's a… friend," Jake said. "It's kinda complicated. Let's leave it at that."

He walked out the door. Tori stared after him.

Something didn't feel quite right.

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He stood outside the door, and looked up at the building. Yup, this was the place, alright. He pushed the studio door open and walked inside.

He could see a faint light coming from the end of a hallway, and followed it. The light was coming out from under a door, so he opened it up and stepped inside.

She was sitting on a couch, legs crossed. She looked like she was staring off, but her head snapped toward the door when it opened.

"Hey, Marie," Jake said with a smile.

She smiled back. "Hi, Jake."

He sat down on the other side of the couch. "So, uh… why'd you call me down here?"

"Well, I, uh…" Marie stammered for a minute. "I just wanted to tell you… I miss you. I miss… us."

Jake's grin faded. "Yeah…" He was unsure of what else to say.

There was an awkward silence as Marie got up off the couch and started to pace in front of him.

"Was that all you wanted to tell me, or…?" Jake's voice trailed off.

"No, there was something else," Marie replied softly, still pacing. "I'm just… I'm trying to think of how to say it."

"Take your time," Jake said.

Marie mused for a moment. "I was thinking… I kind of wish we were still together…"

Jake stared at nothing as he reminisced. "Yeah… We had some good times, huh?"

"Yeah, we did," Marie replied. She stopped pacing, and was now looking directly at him. She took a step closer.

Jake tugged on his collar. "W-was there anything else?"

And in one swift movement, she was straddling him, pushing him into the couch, kissing him passionately. Jake found himself returning the kiss for a good few seconds before his thoughts won over and he pulled away.

"M-Marie… I… This… No… I…" he stammered.

Marie placed one finger over his lips, shushing him, and began kissing his neck. She gently bit him as she slipped her free hand underneath his pants, working to get them off. Jake struggled to push her off of him, but she pushed him back, and kissed him again.

He thought he saw a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye, but quickly disregarded it and tried, in vain, to shove her off. His body wouldn't respond to his thoughts.

Marie continued pressing her lips against his, and quickly slipped her tongue into his mouth. One hand slowly began to pull away the fabric of her dress, exposing her breasts, while the other moved further down. Jake's pants began moving down his legs, and his underwear came down shortly after.

Against his greatest efforts to hide it, Jake's erection sprang into the air. Marie gave him a sultry smile and moved her body down in between his legs. Her lips wrapped around the tip, and her tongue worked to pleasure him. Marie's mouth slowly began to slip down his length.

At this, Jake was finally jarred into reality, and he jumped up off the couch. "Marie, w-we can't do this… I-I… No… We can't…" He quickly tried to pull his pants back up.

Marie stopped his hands and pushed him up against the wall. She reached down and began massaging his member. Jake let out an involuntary moan. "Why can't we?" she asked him. "Don't you remember how I pleasured you? How you made me scream?" Each word was punctuated with a kiss as she stroked him faster and faster.

"Marie, I have a girlfriend!" There, he finally managed to get it out.

"She won't be as good as me," Marie whispered. "She can wait."

She pulled away and blinked. That wasn't what she wanted to say. Before she could say anything else, Marie caught the look in Jake's eye.

He was staring at her coldly. "Wow. And here I thought you were better than that, Marie."

She took a step back. "Jake, that's- I- That's not-"

"Don't bother," Jake said harshly. He yanked his pants back up to their original position. "If that's how you're gonna be, I don't wanna see you around anymore." He stormed over to the door and opened it. Without turning around, he said "Good night." He left the room and slammed the door behind him.

Marie slumped back onto the couch, eyes wide. She didn't know what had come over her. That wasn't what she wanted to say. If Jake had a girlfriend, she shouldn't interfere. Marie wasn't that kind of girl.

It definitely didn't help the way she still wanted him, though.

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Jake angrily re-entered his apartment, carelessly tossing his keys on the counter. They slid off. He didn't bother picking them up.

Tori had been in the bedroom. She came out when she heard the door open. Jake couldn't quite pinpoint the look in her eyes. It didn't look like anything good, though. Her lip started to quiver, and Jake's anger melted away.

"What's wrong?" he asked tenderly. "Are you alright?" He moved to embrace her, but she flinched away.

Now Jake definitely knew something was wrong. She didn't usually act like this.

"Tori, what's wrong? What happened?"

She hesitated before whispering something he couldn't hear.

"What happened?" Jake asked again. "Please tell me, Tori. I can't do anything if you don't tell me."

"I saw you."

Jake's blood ran cold. "You can see me right now," he said lamely.

"That's not what I mean and you fucking know it."

Jake eyes widened.

"I saw you with her. I saw you kissing her. I saw you not even trying to stop her."

"Tori, that's not-"

"Shut up and let me talk!" she shouted. Jake flinched at her tone.

"I don't want to hear your fucking excuses, Jake! I saw you cheating on me, plain and simple! I don't need to hear your shit!"

"Tori, if you would-" Jake started, but cut himself off. Something clicked in his head. "You followed me?"

Tori looked away. "I… I had a feeling…"

"You followed me because you had a feeling?!" Jake shouted. "Don't you trust me?"

"Obviously I had a good reason not to!" Tori shot back, tears streaming down her face. "I saw what happened!"

"You obviously didn't see everything!" Jake retorted. "I fucking stopped her! She was all ready to fuck, and I said no! I told her I had a girlfriend, and she was still ready to go, and you know what I did after that? I got the fuck out of there! I got out of there because I knew I still had you! Doesn't that mean anything to you, Tori?!"

"How am I supposed to know that you're telling the truth right now?!" Tori shouted.

"Don't you trust me?" Jake asked again.

"I did before, but after what I saw tonight, I'm not that fucking sure! How am I supposed to know that this hasn't been a regular thing? How am I supposed to know you didn't get bored with me after what I just saw?!"

"I- I can't- I don't-" Jake stuttered, and clutched at his tentacles, desperately trying to think of what to say.

Tori crossed her arms and nodded solemnly. "That's what I thought." She turned around and started walking back into the bedroom.

"Tori, wait-"

"No," she said firmly. Her lip was still quivering, but of course she wasn't gonna let him see that. "I'm not talking to you, Jake. Not right now. Not after that." She closed the door and locked it behind her.

Jake stared after her. Left with no other options, he stepped back into the living room and settled on the couch, desperately trying to get some sleep.