Like I promised to the readers of my other story, here is a Cade romance story. Before you go on, this story is rated M for a reason, so if you aren't comfortable with it you should stop reading now, but I would appreciate it if you went out of your comfort zone and read my story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious, because if I did then this story would be a long series of episodes instead.

Things have been strange lately. I feel like Beck is drifting away from me. It feels like he's hiding something, keeping something from me. I know I'm always paranoid about Beck around other girls, but he's been acting different for a few weeks now. We hardly talk, his kisses seem halfhearted, and he hasn't touched me sexually for a long time.

Every time I confronted him about it he had some lame excuse for me such as "It's been a long day" and "I'm not feeling well" or my favorite "I'm not in the mood" which is bullshit because he's a guy, and guys always want sex. I basically offered it to him on a silver platter many times, and every time he refused.

On Friday at lunch I followed Beck, hoping I wouldn't find what I thought I would. He went into the girl's bathroom which could only mean one thing. My heart sank. I knew what was going on, but I just had to know who stole him. I entered the bathroom quietly and immediately heard muffled moans. I silently walked over to the stall where it was coming from and opened it.

As the door opened I saw Beck there naked. I was expecting to see this, but it still hurt. What I didn't expect, but should have seen coming from a mile away, was that he was fucking that slut Tori. They stopped the moment the stall door opened.

Just the thought of them hanging out sickens me, so seeing them having sex made my blood come to a boil. They noticed me right away, fear filled both of their eyes, most likely from seeing the fury I knew had to be in mine.

"What the fuck are you two doing?" Beck and Tori tried to cover up. As they did I could see Beck trying to come up with some bullshit excuse. "We're through! It's over!"

"Wait! I didn't mean to..." Beck trailed off.

"Mean to what? Put your dick inside her? It was some magical fucking accident? You thought you'd get away with this? You had to know I'd find out! Especially when I smelled her cheap perfume all over you!" I took the lid off my coffee and splashed the hot drink all over them and stormed out.

I ran to the other bathroom and locked myself in one of the stalls. I wanted to make their lives miserable. I wanted to see those two suffer, but sadness started flooding my mind. I started crying uncontrollably. I hated crying. Unfortunately I heard the door open. I tried to stop, but I knew whoever it was heard me.

"Um, is that you Jade?" It was Cat's voice.

"Go away, Cat." I said weakly.

"But I heard you crying. Are you okay?" She asked sweetly.

I never hated Cat and hell, she was good with this kind of thing, so occasionally I'd let her in and tell her my problems. It was always a large rant though and I never let her see actual tears.

I wiped my face off, cleaning off the running eyeliner and unlocked the door. I got out and there she was, cheery pink flower top with her usual short shorts. She looked at me in a concerned way, but I knew she was mentally preparing for me to begin.

"That asshole!" I started and felt the anger rush back, giving me an adrenaline rush. "I can't believe he'd do this to me! I'm going to cut his fucking throat!" I saw Cat flinch at every curse, but she had to know this was coming.

"What happened?" she asked quietly.

"I was following Beck. When I saw him enter the other girl's bathroom I knew he had to be cheating." I was slightly more calm, but I was about to lose it again. "I saw them! I opened the door an saw Beck fucking that whore Tori! They tried to come up with some bullshit excuse! I can't imagine how they thought I would even believe it after seeing that!" I punched the stall door in my rage.

"Jade!" Cat took my hand and looked at it. It hurt, but was far from injured. "You could have hurt yourself." She said.

"Who cares?" I really didn't care at that time.

"I care. You're my friend and I don't like seeing my friends hurt." Cat told me. "I'm sorry about Beck. I thought he was a nice guy."

"Well he a fucking asshole!" I spat. I was so furious I began pacing back and forth. I was serious about cutting his throat.

"Jade..." the small girl got in my way. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. "You need to calm down. You're going to burst a blood vessel." I try to do as she says. She's always calm and serious when I vent to her. It amazes me that she's the same playful, happy, and somewhat spacy girl she usually is. Though I've never admitted it, she's my best friend.

"Okay. I'm calm." I really wasn't, but I held everything in.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yes." I was actually beginning to calm down, but only a little.

"Then you won't have a problem if I take your knife. I don't want you really cutting Beck's throat." I rolled my eyes and reached into my pocket. I pulled out my knife. It was a Christmas gift that I always had on me. I handed it to her. She put it in her purse.

"I'm coming over today." I told her.

"Are you spending the night?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"Yay!" she was back to her happy go lucky self. The bell rang signaling lunch was over. I headed to class.

After school I went home and grabbed some clothes to change into at Cat's. I also grabbed my pillow. I hate sleeping without it. I know it's ridiculous, but I really don't care. It's the most comfortable thing ever. When I had everything I got in my car and drove to Cat's house.

I pulled up and knocked on her door. She opened it and was excited I was there. She was excited even though she knew I was only there for one reason. I always got drunk at her house. Cat's parents always have a fully stocked liquor cabinet. The best part is they never notice if anything is missing.

Even though she knew I was going to get hammered as soon as possible Cat was excited whenever I'd come over. I always assumed she didn't have many people over and just liked the company.

I went in and got settled. I gave Cat my phone. "Remember. No matter how much I threaten you DON'T give me my phone. The last thing I need is to drunkenly crawl back to Beck at 2 am."

"Don't worry. Also my parents are away on business until Sunday so you don't have to worry about them coming back." She informed me. Another great thing about this place is that Cat's parents are workaholics and are rarely home for more than a week at a time.

I don't remember much about that night after I finished off the entire bottle of vodka, but I think I remember eating. I wasn't sure what though.

I woke up that morning with a wicked hangover. I rushed to the kitchen and drank as much water as I could. My mother always said if you're going to get drunk you should know how to deal with hangovers. I know, wonderful role model. My eyes were so sensitive to the light.

I went back upstairs and saw that it was seven. Normally on the weekend I'd go back to bed, but I didn't feel like it. I went over to her windows and closed her curtains, keeping the light out. After I was fully awake I noticed Cat's web cam was on. Why was it on? I walked over to Cat and violently shook her.

"What's going on!" she sat up looking surprised. She looked at me and smiled. "Good morning, Jade."

"Cat. Why is your web cam on?" the question didn't even phase her.

"Oh. I record you when you come over to drink. When you get drunk you're really nice. I keep the videos because they're kinda funny too." I looked at her, not believing a word she said. Me? Nice? If anything I should be a horrible drunk.

"Prove it."

"Kay kay." She excitedly walked over to her computer and turned the monitor on. She stopped the recording and saved it. She then started it up from the beginning.

For those of you that did in fact step out of your comfort zone, thank you. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Now I ask of you, review. Reviews are motivation for quicker updates.