This is a story by me and Kara, who sadly doesn't have a fanfiction account. But you can follow both of us on twitter. ( karaquirkles and LoveLizMcGills) Anyways, this will be a multi chapter, and it's kind of our take on what could happen with Beck and Jade's dysfunctional relationship if Victorious wasn't a kids show. Because, as we've seen in some recent episodes, Beck can be a bit of jerk. Anyways, enjoy, and please leave a review! This chapter is written by Kara.

Warning: This story contains abuse, so if you're not comfortable with it, don't read!

Jade stepped out of her car, parking it right outside of the Oliver house. She didn't bother to hide it so his father didn't see her here at three in the morning; he was scared of her anyway. Usually she didn't mind when people were scared of her, it's not like it was new or anything, but she actually kind of wanted his dad to like her. She and Beck had talked about marriage and all that stuff, so she would have found it nice to have her father-in-law like her, or at least tolerate her, but she never said anything about it. She never did anything about it either, actually, so she didn't really have the right to complain.

Beck didn't usually mind her little visits in the middle of the night. He knew she never really slept well. She would just check in the window to make sure he was doing any- er, manly things, and then walk in. He was always sleeping by the time she came over, so she would just get under the covers with him, and he wouldn't ask any questions or say anything, just pull her closer and hold her until they both fell asleep again.

She stepped through the rain, mentally cursing herself for wearing her favorite combat boots in this weather. Her hair was getting frizzy and her shirt was so soaked it was becoming see through, but she didn't care. His RV was always warm. She stepped over the puddles, and made her way to the side of it. She stuck her head up to window, and felt her heart stop completely.

Beck laughed inside the metal rv, watching as Cat twirled around in one of his big shirts. She held the sides and curtsied for him, as he gave her a little bow and chuckled. "It's a bit too big for you." He said, still smiling at the little red head in front of him. She shrugged and held it to her, happy to have something warm on her for the first time that day. She smiled at him, and sat down on the bed, rubbing the bruise on her cheek that had formed earlier. Beck brought his hand up to her face, and touched it lightly.

From outside, all Jade could see was her, in her boyfriend's shirt, Beck stroking her cheek gently.

Beck heard a slam of his door, and jolted upward. He felt his face go pale white as he looked at Jade, staring at him, soaking wet. She looked from, him, to Cat, and back to him. This didn't look good. He felt his mouth start stuttering, trying to spit out some form of explanation, but she tore her eyes from him.

"Get out." She said to Cat, emotionless. Cat's eyes grew large, and her mouth opened to talk. "I said get out!" Jade shrieked, her voice burning. Cat didn't say anything, just grabbed her wet clothes and walked out of the door. Beck stood up, and felt himself getting angry.

"We didn't do anything!" He yelled, frustrated. Jade just shook her head. "She had your shirt on. You were stroking her cheek!" Her eyes were getting watery. He just sighed, and rubbed his face in the way she always adored.

"She's has something going on at home right now...She walked over here. I gave her one of my shirts to sleep in 'cuz her clothes were wet from the rain. And that's all." Jade stared at him for a moment. "So you normally have sex with her at her house? That's what you're telling me?" Beck felt himself suddenly getting tired. "I didn't say that, Jade." Frankly, he was done putting up with her doing this. It wasn't like him and Cat were having a sleepover and hooking up. She needed help, and he was always willing to help, especially with Cat. She was so fragile and helpless, he couldn't sit around and do nothing.

"Jade, listen to me. I love you." He said, going for her hands, but she pulled them away, holding them down at her side. "Jade. Stop it. You do this all the time, and I'm sick of it!" He yelled, his anger bubbling up. He tried to control his anger, but sometimes it was so hard. He got so angry easily, and sometimes he slipped up... But he promised himself he would never slip up with Jade.

"I'm done," She said.

Don't lose control

"Please, Jade."

Don't slip up.

"You treat me like shit!"

Don't touch her. Don't mess it up.

"I do not!"

Don't do it.

"I want to break up!"

He felt sweat on his forehead. His heart stopped and his mind took control. He struck out, and suddenly he found his fist colliding with her. As his breathing got slow and deep, he didn't notice her looking up at him from the ground. He couldn't stop the memories.

"Daddy! Please!"

Slap.

"Dad! Don't touch me!"

Punch.

"I'm sorry! It was an accident, Daddy!"

Knocked to the floor.

"I want to break up..." Jade said, her voice small and weak. He stared down at her. "No…You don't," He replied, letting the monster that he kept locked away for so long take over.

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