Beck Pov

"So what should we do our scene on" I said after collecting myself from hours of laughter. Cat had come home with him to create a scene showing true fear. We had a couple of ideas at first. But the ideas turned into silliness and the silliness turned into laughter. It was all creative procrastination from there. "I don't know" Cat said a pillow tucked between her arms. "What about chickens on the moon. They could be like I keep trying to eat the bird seed but it keeps floating poking me in the eye." I couldn't help but laugh." And what about the first man on the moon" She continued. "He said one small step for man. I would have just said look at me I'm on the moon".

"Cat" I said stopping her before she could get any more of subject."What does this have to do with fear?" Cat was the sweetest girl he had ever met but sometimes she could be a little extreme. She was also an amazing performer which is why I chose her to be my partner in class today. I remembered when we met in the ninth grade. I was just another awarded teen trying to work his locker combination. My hair kept falling in my face and i had big metal braces that still ached from the last tightening. Practically out of know where there was this girl with red hair that could stop traffic. "Hi my names Cat" She said with a smile n her face. "Your hair is pretty." She said delicate stroked her hand through it before I could say no. "Thanks you too." I say pulling her tiny hand from my apparently pretty hair. "I came over her to tell you my friend thinks you're cute." Whoa this girl really gets to the point I think to myself as I fallow her finger to a girl on the other side of the hall way. The girl had dark brown hair with a scowl on her face. She was dressed in black from head to toe.

"Oh my gosh Beck" Cat yelled and woke me from my blast from the past." It's almost midnight I have to get home. "

"Its cool" I tell her and offer to drive her home. It was not even a full two minutes before we collected her things and were out the door.

Cat Pov

The drive home was silent Beck need to concentrate because he wasn't use to driving at night. I hand to think of a excuse to tell my parents so I wouldn't be in so much trouble. It was so nice of him to give me ride home. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to have to call my parents this late at night. I would call my brother but he's not allowed to drive anymore. "You ok?" Beck says finally breaking the silence. "I never knew this many cars would be out this late do these people ever sleep." I returned he gave me a smile. That loving smile that I knew I could always count on. "What the hell!" beck yells.

I look up just in time to see a man dart in front of the car. We swerve and my stomach tightens and twists. Beck struggles to keep hold of the wheel. At that point I wonder if it's true that before your about to die your life flashes before your eyes. But I saw one thing the day beck and I met. It wasn't until we were at a complete stop that I realized the pain I was in. My neck was stiff and the tingling in my back burned furiously. I wanted to check and see if Beck was ok but I couldn't turn my neck. Even if I could turn my neck it wouldn't do any good. The closest street lamp was at least five yards away.

"Cat are you ok!" It felt good to hear his voice it made me feel safe. But I didn't say anything I was afraid to speak, To move a muscles. Everything was finally still and I didn't want to change that. Beck Called once more and this time I answered.

"My neck hurts."

I whispered, able to turn my neck ever so slightly to see beck slowly pushing up from the steering wheel. He winced with every inch. Even though he was in pain he still had the strength to tell me that everything was going to be alright. I wanted to cry but we didn't have time. Though the worst was over I still felt uneasy. Beck no longer made a sound so I feel I had to take action.

I couldn't see any cars so I knew we were off the road but I could still here them. It made me feel a little better knowing we weren't sitting in the middle of the road.

But then I saw him the man how ran into the road. He slowly picked himself of the ground and started walking towards the car, His finger pointing at us. At first I was relived to know that we didn't hit. But with every step he took fear consumed me.

"Beck…Beck….Beck he's coming!"

I don't know why I was afraid of the man. I guess because from what could see he wasn't. Beck could barely get a word out before the once dark figure became a tall paled skin man with hair that looked as if it hadn't been brushed for days. He stood at Becks window with blood shoot eyes. Beck spoke fist" Sorry for almost hitting you back there man are you ok." his calm voice was very resurging. "To tell you the truth the man said his voice was gruff. " I nearly got killed by a kid driving a nicer Car than I ever had the chance to touch." A raw smell floated from him and filled to open car window. I don't know what but there was something of about that man."Why could you get things you don't deserve? And you take advantage of it." His words sent chill down my spine what had we done wrong. He was the one who ran into the street this late at night. "Sir what do you want" My voice shook with fear. "Everything I want everything you have that I deserve. I did everything right and she still left." His voice echoed in the night and at that point I felt truly alone. I look over at Beck but he wasn't moving. I thought the worst but then he spoke. "You don't have to get upset whatever you need I can help you." Even in the worst situation I can count on him to be collected. "No!" The man yelled a silver handle swung from his dim lit body to my face. Terror shoots though my body. I heard a muffled cry and I put my direction towards Beck. His eyes were fixated on the gun. "Relax" His voice not so calm any more. "Y don't have to do this I have money is that what you need." I felt like I was watching everything play out. I Realized that the muffed cry was me, and the gun pointed at my face was real. Out of pure adrenaline and panic I fumble through my pure trying to find anything to bribe him with. By then I was in full blown tears painting with every breath. The last thing I remember hearing was "Cat No!" Everything after that seemed to be in slow motion. There was a click the Beck trusted himself towards the man. Grabbing the gun the two of them fought for it but the. These noises came that seemed to shake the earth, Life as we know it. As if it was stronger than the built itself.

A white noise rung in my ears and my body felt light. It felt as if sound itself hat died. But then I heard him the piercing scream to my toes. It was the sound of terror and pain. Though the sound frightened me at first I didn't react. I looked for the man but he had gone. What I saw was Beck clenching his knee harder than he could clench his teeth. I claimed my mouth shut to keep from throwing up. He squeezed his led so hard his knuckles were white. But not as white as the shards of bone sticking from his knee, or were it use to be. Blood splurged out with such fours it sprinkled my face. I wanted to do something but I didn't know what. This couldn't be real. Bones crackled as Beck held what was left of his knee together. I sat there and watched him tears running down my face pushing the blood with it until my teeth were red and my mouth salted. I felt so selfish because even though he was in pain. I still wanted to hear him say It's ok Cat everything is going to be ok. But it never came; his scream became a white noise. If fait itself had planned it I experienced true fear.