AN: Honestly this is super short and not really my style. But I do find myself quite proud of this. So please let me know what you think?
I saw it coming, the way his eyes stared after her a little too long. How his "I love you"'s became less and far apart until finally they stopped altogether. It was all her fault. Tori Vega, little miss fucking perfect. Even the sound of her name makes me want to punch something. I settle for tearing the head off of a stuffed dog that Beck gave me for my birthday last year.
I toss the severed toy dog back onto my bed before grabbing my phone to call him. He doesn't answer so I hang up rather than leave a voicemail. I don't really want to put this off any further so I grab my purse and make my way to the garage. I get into my car and peel out not even bothering with putting on my seatbelt; it'll only prolong the inevitable.
I disregard every sign tell me to slow down, that I'm going too fast for my own good. I guess it's a good thing that I don't give a shit right now. Luckily Beck lives 10 minutes from me, or 3 and a half according to today's journey. I drive right up to the RV and park haphazardly just feet from his door. I'm banging on his door repetitively. I would have just barged in but the bastard locked the fucking door. I keep banging until he comes to the door. He answers the door looking like he just woke up; his long black hair a disheveled mess and wearing only a pair of wrinkled boxers.
"Hey Jade what's up babe?" He says trying to sweet talk me as he blocks the entrance. I don't fall for it as I push him out of the way and walk into the RV.
"I came here to break up with you."
"What? Why?"
"You lied to me, you don't love me."
"What makes you say that? Of course I do. Stop talking crazy." He said trying to comfort me.
"Don't fucking touch me, and don't try and lie to me right now. Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice, shame on you."
"Where is this coming from babe?"
"Don't act like you don't already know. Tori." I spat the name out like it was acid on my tongue.
"Tori? What about her?" He asked defensively folding his arms over his chest.
"Don't act all innocent. I know how you feel about her. I see the way you look at her when you don't think I'm watching. I've seen how close you two have gotten since she came to school with us. I've been in denial this whole time but I'm done. You're in love with Tori and I don't think it's fair that you lead me on so I'm leaving you." I let out not caring that I've started crying.
"But babe, I love you." Beck whispered trying to hug me to stop my crying.
"I said don't touch me!" I screamed pushing his arms away from me. "You don't love me" I added in a shaky breath.
He doesn't say anything now. He just stands there and looks at me with a look that is a mixture of sadness and guilt. I watch as his eyes dart back and forth from my face to the door and his bed. He still hasn't said anything.
I get up to go and I can see some relief wash over his face and I can see it all clearly now. I do a 180 and head for the bed, drop to my knees and pull out the brunette girl hiding underneath it.
"Why hello Tori, glad you could make it." I say to the half dressed girl standing between Beck and I. "'I Love You' has 8 letters but baby so does 'bullshit'" I say slapping Beck across the face. I see Tori cringe in fear as I walk by her on the way to the door. "Sweetheart, you're not worth my time."
As I drive away I can feel the nail being driven into the coffin of my relationship with Beck when neither of them comes after me and I'm okay with that.
AN: So there it is, my first Victorious fic and I've killed my favorite couple off in favor of my least favorite. What do ya know. Don't expect this to be a regular thing, I really am a sucker for happy endings.