Summary: A look at Beck and Jade's dysfunctional relationship and how it works for them and for then only.
A/N: This is a song fic. The song is My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson. Hope you like it. Read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or the Song.
My Life Would Suck Without You
I guess this means you're sorry you're standing at my door.
(Sunday)
She knew who was knocking at her door at 7:00am. She didn't expect it to be this early though. She looked in the mirror. Her eyes and cheeks were still red and swollen. The night before was almost a blur.
I guess this means you take back all you said before
Like how much you wanted anyone but me
Said you'd never come back but here you are again
(Saturday)
"Jade I'm tired of fighting!" Beck was drained. They had been fighting for two hours. This had been the worst fight they have had by far.
After another twenty minutes of intense fighting Jade was fed up. She grabbed the coffee mug off the table and threw it at Beck's head. It just missed him, it hit the wall and shattered.
"Jade what the fuck!?" That was it he was done, he was done with it all. "You're fucking crazy! I'm done with you. I would rather be with anyone but you." He grabbed his keys off the table and headed toward the door. He opened the door, but pulsed and looked at her. "Even Tori!" And with that he slammed the door on his way out.
Ok the Tori part definitely hurt. Jade thought.
Cause we belong together now yeah
Forever united somehow again yeah
You got a piece of me and honestly
My life would suck without you
(Sunday)
She stood there staring at the door deciding whether to open it or not. She was still pissed but she couldn't stay mad at him for too long. He was the only life she knew and she liked it that way.
Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye
Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight
I know that I got issues but your're pretty messed up too
Either way I found out I'm nothing without you
(Saturday)
A few hours had passed and she was already regretting throwing the mug. And maybe she did start the fight. She might have over reacted. But he called her crazy and she was but he had problems too. But unlike her crazy which everyone knew about, no one knew about his crazy, just her.
Being with you is so dysfunctional
I really shouldn't miss you but I can't let you go
(Sunday)
She opened the door, they stared at each other for a while but before they knew it their lips had crashed together. He slammed her against the door. Clothes were literally being ripped off each other. Sex was hard and rough. It was exactly what they needed to get their frustrations out. They laid in bed silent. Beck started to think about their relationship, it was so crazy and dysfunctional and he liked that because his life would suck without her.