AN; So this is my first fanfiction on Victorious. I love the show it's so good! The story's basically based on Beck and Jade during the birth of their first child. I know theres a lot of stories on this but this is sort of different. So yeah, enjoy, review please 3 (:
Chapter 1: Becks POV
'The sunlight hit her pale face, she winced at the brightness. The events of last night hit her like a sack of bricks. "Shit..." she whispered. She looked up, her icy eyes burning through my brown ones. A look of regret flashes through her eyes. And that was the look that snapped me like a twig. She had regret of last night yet I didn't. I should give her credit; she did actually come to my birthday party, even after our messy breakup. I still love her, even after how we both treated each other. I thought she loved me too but that look explained everything. "I'm sorry this happened," I choke out, breathless in this heat. My RV suddenly felt like a sauna, burning through my skin. She pauses for a moment. "Don't lie to me," she says coldly. "What?" I ask. "I know you wanted us to have… sex," she says simply. "Jade, we haven't spoken in 5 months, you don't know anything about me," I say. This causes Jade to look hurt. "Are you saying you didn't want to have sex?" She shouts, oblivious to the fact my parents could hear her from their house. "No I'm saying YOU didn't want to!" I yell my voice straining. "I never said that." She whispers quietly. "Your eyes did," I say quietly, I stand up covering my nude body with a soft blanket. Her eyes scan me. I pick some clothes up and quickly get dressed. "Your clothes are on the dresser, you can change now. I'll be in the truck," I say coldly. "Can you drop me off to school?" She asks. Her voice wasn't angry or upset. No it was hollow, which is worse. I nod, slamming the RV door and walking to my truck. I open the glove box and pull out a comb; I drag it through my knotty hair. I wince at the pain. A few minutes later, a very rough looking Jadelyn West, comes to join me in the truck.
I stop at the waffle place to pick up some breakfast. She eats her waffle silently. Ignoring me like it was her mission. "Jade-"I start; she cuts me off. "Answer me one question," She says. "OK..." I say unsure of what else to say. "Did we use protection?" She bursts out. "Jade where has this come from?" I almost shout. "Just awnser my question!" She snaps back, irritated. I stop, my brain racking for an answer. "No." I choke out. She stops looking ahead and turns and looks at me. I ignore her gaze and continue driving. "What do we-" She begins. Now it was my turn to cut her off. "Jade stop. We don't know if you're pregnant OK? Loads of people have done this and everything turns out fine." I say, firmly. "What do we do with us?" She whispers quietly. This was a question I couldn't awnser. I didn't know how to. There's always going to be a question that you can't think of an answer to. So I say the 3 words I have been dying to say for 5 months. I park the car in the school car park. "I love you Jade," I say softly. "I love you too Beck." She says just as quietly. I lean in and my lips press against hers. For a moment it feels like the world has stopped moving and there's only me and Jade left. Those were the lips I was dying to taste for 5 months.'