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She couldn't win for losing, and today was the worst most moral stomping day of her life, and there had been a lot of those especially in the two years since having her brilliant idea to move to LA. It had seemed like a good idea at first.

Moving away from her parents… it needed to happen.

Quitting college... maybe not her best idea she realized.

Pursue an ever promising career in acting… she was willing to take the gamble.

Tori Vega, the young twenty- five year old amateur actor sighed and pushed her way onto the over crowded bus, clear grocery bags in each hand. Spotting an empty seat brought a new wind to the tired woman and she quickly weaved made for it only to be feet away from it when a heavy sweating pig of a man pushed by her, hitting her into a strangers lap and took her seat.

The bus started up again and all Tori could do was stare openly at the rude man until she realized she was still in a strangers lap. "Sorry," she quickly mumbled getting from the man's lap.

"No problem," the bald man smiled at her suggestively making said girl shivers in disgust and quickly moves away. Finding a seat in the back of the bus, the girl sat into it heavily. Another sigh escaped her lips as she was once again reminded why today was such a bad day.

She had bombed another audition and was told she had absolutely no talent. Her shoulders sagged and her grocery bags slipped from her hands. As she retrieved the bag filled with fresh vegetable a small smile appeared on her face.

At least he's always been there for me. The girl thought contently her heart clenching with the urge to see her fiancé. The love of her life, her heart, and the real reason she came to LA. Daniel had wanted to pursue a career in music; her heart had soared when the man had asked her to come with him. She had a hard time telling anyone no, but with him it was impossible.

The woman smiled the whole bus ride after that and by the time the bus came to her stop, the three mile hike to their apartment couldn't reduce her good mood. Tori balanced her bags into her left hand as she retrieved her keys with her right one unlocking her apartment. It was obvious something was wrong as soon as she entered their little apartment. Five large black suite cases blocked her way into the apartment.

"Daniel," She called her voice a little uneven as she closed their door behind her. The tall dark haired male appeared seemingly from their bedroom a smaller suite case in his hand. "What's going on?"

His face remained unexpressive as he gently ran a hand through his dark mane. "It's not working, Tori." He told her simply. "We aren't working. It's been like this for a while…"

She felt her heart lurch and a lump formed in her throat. "You can't leave…" The woman didn't even try hiding the begging pitch in her voice. Her heart couldn't handle anymore hurt.

His eyes darkened but no empathy appeared on his handsome features. "I'm not leaving." He told her making her stomach flip with hope. "You are… I paid for this place. I'm not leaving."

Tori mouth fell open then closed only to open again. "What?"

WD

All he wanted to do was spend time with her. He understood it wasn't really her thing, but why be together if you're not actually be together. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he waved the woman holding a tie up shirt away. His mind too preoccupied with having to comfort his hostile girlfriend with problems in their relationship which she liked to ignore, to worry about a tie.

Beck Oliver ran a hand through his brown hair; pressing his lips together he watched the love of his life approach in the mirror. Her dark blue cocktail dress fit her perfectly and he felt his heart hammer hard in his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"We look good together. We're going to be the best looking couple there." She announced. Beck smiled softly and nodded, which made the woman frown. "What's wrong with you?"

Beck removed her arms from around him and turned to face her, brushing a strand of dark hair behind her ear. "Nothing Jade," he gave her an easy smile that flattered. "We need to talk."

Her expression turned stony. "I don't like the way those words sound Beck Oliver." She moved away from him and walked closer to the large mirror.

Beck followed her. "I don't mean it like that." He assured. He took a breath not really in the mood to argue today but he needed to say this now. "What am I to you, Jade?" Her blue eyes met his brown ones in the mirror.

"That's a stupid question."

He groaned mentally. "I'm serious."

"That's the issue, Beck. You're too serious…"

"I thought we were in a serious relationship, Jade. Are we not? Is that why you haven't accepted my proposal yet?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes. "Why can't you just be happy that we're the hottest couple in Hollywood?"

"Because it's not enough," he answered without missing a mark. This argument had happened more times than he could count. He was getting sick of it. "How about you go to your party by yourself?" He asked not waiting for her answer as she quickly stormed out of the boutique.

The woman didn't even call after him. He would be back she was sure.

WD

She was in his seat, and she wasn't even supposed to be here. He could tell by the off brand cloths and messy pony tail with cringe worthy split ends. No one was supposed to sit in his seat… no one. Though Beck was never an openly rude being – it would ruin his nice guy reputation.

Swallowing his annoyance he took seat beside her and motioned towards the bartender who quickly fixed him a drink. He was on his third one when the woman spoke.

"Why are guys so… cruel?" She asked sadly obviously drunk already. He lightly snorted brining her attention to him. "What's so funny?"

He lightly shrugged and glanced at her, downing another drink. "Woman can be cruel too." He answered simply.

The woman shook her head dramatically. "No… what ever happened it's your fault. I'm sure of it." Her head nodded with her words.

Beck smiled unhappily. "Trust me it's not…" He looked back at her and they both took a shot.

WD

Tori groaned and rolled to her back snuggling into the warm body beside her. The weird thing about it was she remembered Daniel kicking her out. Her eyes sprang and she rolled to her side, her face coming in contact with a muscular tanned chest, weird. Daniel was neither tanned nor muscular, and they had gold sheets not white. Her stomach churned. Slowly she moved the cover from over her face and looked up, coming face to face with an unfamiliar face, handsome, but unfamiliar face. The girl stared at him for a while until the male's eyes filtered open. A blood curdling screaming tore through her lips and a second later the Beck began to scream too. Tori backed off the bed falling off but quickly sprang to her feet. Noticing the man was still screaming but his eyes were on her naked body had her tugging their sheet around herself exposing all of him.

The girl closed her eyes tightly her screaming stopping. His screams finally quieted which made her open her eyes to see why. He was staring at his hand completely horrified, making Tori look down also.

Her eyes widened seeing the wedding ring on her finger. It's shiny and big, not her ring from Daniel. She began screaming again.

"Who are you?"

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