Hello! It's been years since I've last written! My last fanfic was when I was still in high school, and now I've just finished my third year of college! I've forgotten about Beck and Jade and Victorious actually, and only recently started watching and reading them again. I can't help it, I have to write about them again. This is my take on how Beck and Jade got back together, disregarding TFB&J. It's multi-chapter and told in various POVs. Hope you enjoy it!

"Andre, someone's at the door for you!"

It was midnight and Andre did not expect anyone to be up searching for him. What he really did not expect even more when he went down the stairs to greet the visitor, was to find a wet, shivering brunette at his front porch. His mouth gaped open soundlessly as he slowly took in her form; from her untied boots, her ripped tights, a large duffle bag thrown over a pale shoulder, and up to her face where he finally gasped at he saw. Aside from mascara leaving black streaks down her cheeks, Jade was also sporting a black eye and busted lip.

"Jade? Wha-?"

"I-I need your help," her voice trembled, causing Andre's heart to constrict. "My um, mom kicked me out and I need a place to crash for a few days."

Andre was shocked again. Kicked out? But why come to him out of all people? And he was about to voice out his thoughts when he caught another glimpse of her bruised face and shivering form. Without a second thought, Andre shifted aside.

"Come in, Jade."

Andre gazed at the nearly bare room that he had led Jade into. "You can stay in here. It's my brother's room but he's away in college in New York and hardly ever comes home."

Jade nodded, her fingers tightening over the strap of her duffel briefly before letting it fall to the ground with a dull thud. They were surrounded by an uncomfortable silence. Andre cleared his throat.

"I'll uh, let you settle down. Do you want anything to drink?"

Her answer was so soft that Andre had almost missed it. "Coffee would be nice."

Andre exited the room and closed the door just as she took a tentative step towards the bed, arms wrapped around herself. When he stepped into the kitchen, his mother halted him in his tracks.

"So who's that girl Andre? Is she staying over?"

He scratched his neck, trying to find a good reason to tell his mother but he realized that he himself didn't know what had happened.

"She's my….friend from high school. She said she needed a place to stay for a few days since she got kicked out. I hope you don't mind, mom."

A soft smile grazed the woman's lips; she was the one who opened the door upon hearing the frantic knocking and with one glance, knew immediately that the trembling girl needed help. She reached up to pat her son's cheek,

"She can stay as long as she wants, dear."

Andre kissed his mother goodnight before proceeding to the coffee machine. Luckily, his father was just as obsessed with coffee as Jade was so a pot of the black liquid would always be around. While pouring her a cup, Andre's mind began racing with questions.

Why was she here? Why didn't she go to Cat's or Tori's? Who hurt her? How could her own mother kick her out?

Shaking his head, Andre grasped the mug and made his way to his brother's old room. He knocked on the door and Jade's muffled voice could be heard telling him to come in. Opening the door, Andre was once again baffled at what he saw. Jade was curled up by the foot of the bed, wearing a large plaid shirt that he'd sworn Beck had worn before. Her long, pale legs were bare and tucked under her arms. Glancing up at her face, he noticed that the make up had been scrubbed clean, making her bruise even more noticeable than before.

He made his way to her cautiously and took a seat next to her on the floor. Jade's shaky fingers reached out for the mug that he had thrust towards her.

"Thank you," she whispered.

They sat in silence together, only accompanied by the soft patters of rain on the roof and Jade's occasional sips. When she had finished her drink and set aside the mug, Andre finally spoke up.

"So," he paused. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Jade hesitated for a moment before replying, "Not now, no. There's just too much going on and-I don't think either of us can handle it right now."

A pause. "But you're okay right? You're not um, hurt anywhere else?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"But," he frowned, "Who hurt you? You have a black e-"

"Andre, please," Jade interrupted, pulling her legs tighter against her chest. "I really don't want to talk about it tonight," she mumbled over her knees.

Andre nodded. "I understand. Just-I'll be here when you're ready to talk, okay? And you're welcome to stay here for as long as you need."

He was about to get up and leave when he was stopped by slim arms wrapping around his neck. His heart started to beat wildly in his chest when Jade hugged him and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you Andre," her voice shook and he felt tears wetting his shirt, "You're a really good friend." His stomach did somersaults.

As quick as it started, the hug ended when Jade withdrew her arms and discretely wiped her face with her sleeve. She gave him a strained smile. "I think I'm going to sleep now."

That was his cue to leave then, Andre realized. He shot her a comforting smile before getting off the floor and leaving. As he walked back to his own room, his head started spinning with all these new infos he'd learned about Jade. He'd never realized that she was even capable of shedding tears. Yeah, he knew that she's just human but her tough bitch act made her seemed unbreakable. Perhaps only Beck knew this side of her.

Andre's feet stopped moving and his eyes widened comically.

Shit! What the hell was he going to tell Beck?!

Andre glanced at Jade who was in the passenger seat as he drove them to school. He was surprised this morning when Jade walked into the kitchen and all evidences from last night were gone. The bruise was expertly covered by make up. Her hair once again sported colorful extensions and billowing behind her. Andre almost thought that he had dreamt everything last night, that Jade had never cried in his arms. As she sat across from him to eat breakfast (his parents had went off to work hours earlier, leaving them with his housekeeper), he caught a glimpse of her eyes and everything was real. Beneath the dark make up, her icy blue eyes still had pain in them. Andre didn't know what to say so he munched on his toast silently.

"Are you really sure about going to school?" He asked her as he pulled up to the parking lot of Hollywood Arts.

Jade rolled her eyes. "God, Andre, for the millionth time, yes, I'm sure. I can't afford to skip anymore classes. Lane will have my ass if I skip."

They exited the car and Andre made sure to maintain a distance from her as they walked towards the main building, not because he was ashamed or anything, but because he didn't want people to get the wrong idea. Gossip spreads fast in this school.

Andre cleared his throat. "So um, what do you want to tell our friends?"

Jade raised an eyebrow at him. "Why do you want to tell them anything?"

"Well, they're going to start asking questions when they see us showing up to school and going back together."

"Just tell them that I'm carpooling with you," she sighed as they reached her locker. Andre paused. Should he wait for her, then walk to class together? He shook his head and hurried away from Jade towards his own locker. He wasn't her boyfriend! Why would he walk her to classes? He threw his locker open and shoved his head inside to get his bearings together.

"Hey Andre!"

Andre jumped, hitting his head inside his locker. Cursing under his breath, he rubbed his head and looked up. He started sweating.

"He-Heey Beck," he laughed nervously as he straightened up to face his friend. Why was he so nervous?

"Listen," the tanned boy started, "Tori wanted to have a movie night after school today. You're in?"

"Oh um, I don't think I can, man. I gotta go home straight after school."

Beck frowned. "Why? You got something else to do?"

Andre shifted his gaze, looking at everywhere expect Beck. He could feel sweat trickling down his back. "Just, you know, school stuff, ha ha."

Beck's frown deepened even more. "Are you okay? You're acting all-weird."

Andre laughed again. "No no, nothing weird is going on, at all! I swear!"

Stop acting so nervous! You didn't do anything wrong!

The bell rang before Beck could question further and Andre took the opportunity to sprint down the hallway to his class. Truthfully, he knew why he was being so nervous around Beck. He still had a teeny bit of a crush on Jade and seeing her all raw and emotional yesterday made him want to get to know her more. Her living with him, albeit temporarily, was certainly not helping matters. He entered Composing Class, one that he shared with Jade, and took his usual seat. Jade strode in a moment later. As she walked past him, their eyes met and she gave him a small yet hesitant smile. Andre's stomach flipped again.

He was in deep shit.

TBC