A/N: My second attempt at a Jori. Hope it's to your liking. I previously posted this as a Rade chapter, but thought it would work way better with this couple. So I made some changes and reposted it for you guys to read and hopefully enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Victorious, I never will.
WARNING: Contains a rape scene. Now, without further ado: on to the story.
Jade's POV
It had been another incredibly boring day at Hollywood Arts, when I made my way over to Beck's RV. He had texted me half an hour ago asking me to come over. I'd agreed to go, even though I didn't really feel like it. Lately our relationship was slacking a bit, to put it mildly. Beck just didn't seem like the same guy I fell in love with anymore. The past few weeks, he was constantly flirting with other girls in my presence, knowing just how much it pissed me off. Also, we never really talked anymore, which was odd, cause Beck used to love having conversations about all kinds of random things with me. These days, every one of our meetings consisted of making out, making out and making out some more. Contrary to popular belief though, me and Beck had yet to do 'it'. Whenever he tried something, I always ended up pushing him away. I just wasn't comfortable with so much intimacy. I think that mainly had to do with my parents' unhealthy relationship. Hell, it must've been almost ten years, since my mom had willingly kissed my dad.
Then there was the abuse… I must've been about nine when it started. I remember it well, cause Cat had been over to play that day. We'd been jumping rope in the garden, having tons of fun, when all of a sudden, we were startled by a shriek, and the breaking of crockery. I immediately rushed inside the house, trying to find out what happened. What I found when I came into the kitchen had been terrible: my mom had had a deep cut right above her eyebrow, there was a smashed plate lying on the ground and my dad looked just about ready to throw a second one at her head. Luckily he spotted me and instantly ceased his actions, but it'd already been too late. The damage to my innocent childhood had been done. My dad had tried to pick me up and comfort me, but he failed as I started kicking and screaming and quickly ran up to my room. Once I was up there I'd cried and cried and cried. Then I had slept for a bit, before I started crying again. Cat had come with me to comfort me, but it was of no use. I think that was probably the worst day in my entire life.
I paused my thinking, as I passed by a playground. I saw a little boy being pushed by his mom on the swing. A man I could only assume to be his dad, was standing in front of it to catch him if anything would happen. I sighed: they all seemed so happy. There had been a time, when I'd dreamt of having a family with Beck. There had been a time, when I couldn't have seen anyone else as the father of my children. Now it had all changed though. I just didn't feel the same way about him any longer. There was no more magic when we kissed and there were no more butterflies when he touched me. I gave the little loving family a last glance, before resuming my way to my boyfriend's place. It was quite a long walk, but this was one of those days that I preferred walking. I needed time to think.
I finally arrived at the Oliver's driveway and walked up to Beck's trailer. Before my fist had even touched the door, he'd already opened it. " Hey, come in." " You wanted to see me?", I asked, rather annoyed. He just smirked, before he started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. I pretended to enjoy it, but deep down I thought: ' Oh no, not this again.' It only took two minutes, for the both of us to end up on his bed. He frantically began to kiss my neck and shoulder, while I made the right noises here and there. Then he took off my black tank top and started groping my breasts. Goddamn it, his touch became more rough every time. I couldn't even imagine a time when I'd ever experienced this as pleasant. Yet, I still acted like I liked it. I couldn't afford to lose the one person that had ever loved me. I knew that if I were to break up with Beck, there would be a good chance of me never finding someone again. No one else would be willing to put up with my demeanor.
I flinched, when he suddenly began to fumble with the button on my jeans. He of course noticed my uneasiness and stopped his actions. He knew well enough that this was the part I was uncomfortable with. " Jade, come on babe, please.", he pleaded sweetly, though a hint of frustration was also detectable in his tone. " Beck, I don't want to do that yet, okay? Not until I can trust you completely." I was in shock, when he suddenly started kissing me hard, nearly biting of my bottom lip. He backed away briefly and opened his eyes again. " Come on, Jade, you can trust me." " No Beck, I'm not re…humph." He cut me off with a forceful kiss, as he jammed his tongue into my mouth. He then pulled away and proceeded to unbutton my jeans. I tried to stop him with my hand, but he just slapped it away. " Beck, please…" " No, I've had enough of this little game of yours. You always come in here, seducing me and getting me all hot and bothered. Then you suddenly want to stop. You're a damn tease, Jade West and I'm tired of waiting.", he muttered, with an angry look on his face.
I started crying, cause I couldn't believe what he'd just said. I mean: I thought he loved me. " I thought you loved me.", I said, my voice breaking. His expression changed from mad to sweet for a second, before he stroked my cheek and said: " I do, I do love you, baby. Here, let me show it to you." He then roughly grabbed my face and gave me another aggressive kiss. Meanwhile he was pushing my pants and underwear down to my ankles and I started to feel sick. I couldn't fathom that he was really doing this. But I had to face facts, when he rudely probed my nether regions with his finger. " Damn it Jade, what's wrong with you? You're not even excited or anything!" I didn't dignify him with an answer, as I just lay there shaking violently. " Well, guess it will have to do, right babe? Nothing little Beck can't handle.", He said, while winking at me with a sly smirk. I closed my eyes, trying to swallow the lump that had begun to form in my throat. When he started taking his jeans off, I took my chances and tried to get up.
Sadly, I wasn't successful, as he pinned me down with both of his hands. " Where do you think you're going, missy? We're not done!" His nails pressed harder into my arms, causing me to cry out: " Beck, please, you're hurting me." He smiled down at me. " I promise to release you, if you lay perfectly still. Do you think you can do that for your boyfriend, Jadey?" My whole body screamed at me to say no to him, but my brain knew it would be of no use. " Yes.", I whispered faintly. " Good.", he said, before letting go of me and aligning his cock with my entrance. I knew what was to come, so I just closed my eyes and suffered through it. This proved more difficult than I thought, as he forcefully pounded into me. " Come one, babe. You're supposed to be moaning, not crying." Him saying that, only caused me to cry harder. " Goddamn it, Jade! Stop it!" When I didn't obey his order, he started slapping me in the face and started pumping that thing of his deeper into me. Pain surged through me and I resisted the urge to vomit, as I looked down and noticed a bit of blood pouring out of me. Meanwhile Beck was still muttering random mumbo-jumbo, which only made me want to puke more. " Come on, this is special. We're taking each other's virginity. Show some excitement! I know I'm excited, goddamn you're tight!"
After what seemed like a lifetime of excruciating pain, he finally pulled out and ordered me to get dressed. When I'd put all of my clothes back on, he pushed me towards the door and said: " Oh, and remember… This doesn't leave these four walls." I nodded, while avoiding his gaze. I closed my eyes in disgust, when he pecked me on the cheek, chuckled and said: " Bye babe." Then I walked home, on wobbly legs, disgraced and humiliated. Every fiber of my being hurt, as tears continued to stream down my face. I was wrecked, both mentally and physically and it was the worst feeling in the world. After what seemed like hours, I ultimately arrived at my place. Ha, home is where the heart is. In my case, that wasn't really true, but anything was better than going back to that evil Canadian. I always knew Canadians weren't to be trusted. I'd almost reached the door, when I started feeling dizzy. I looked down and saw a large bloodstain on the crotch of my bleached jeans. In fact that was the last thing I saw, before all-consuming darkness took over and I collapsed onto the concrete ground.
Tori's POV
As I drove up to Jade's house, I was immediately alarmed by the sight of what seemed to be a female form lying on the porch. I quickly got out of my car and rushed over to the door. Goddamn it! It was Jade. I'd expected a lot of things when coming over to her house to work together, but not this. Not an unconscious Jade West! I swiftly kneeled down by her side and grabbed her wrist. I breathed out a sigh of relief, when I detected a faint pulse. At least she was alive. Then I tried to wake her, by lightly slapping her across the jaw. I did it gently, cause I was in great fear of hurting her. When my technique didn't work, I tried shaking her. Still, she did not respond. I grew more and more desperate. I just wanted her to go back to normal! Few people knew this, but I actually cared very much about Jade. Not only was she beautiful, she was also mightily talented, funny and smart. I didn't want her to die, for god's sake! She had a life to live, dreams to fulfill! With that thought in mind, I started looking for a house-key. I had to get Jade away from that hard concrete. I hoped it'd be under the doormat, and sure enough it was. I quickly retrieved the key, unlocked the large wooden door and pushed it open wide. Then I carefully picked up Jade's lifeless form and carried her over to a brown leather couch in the living room.
When I'd lain her body down, I tried the slapping-technique again, as I softly spoke to her, a lone tear streaming down my cheek. " Come on, Jade, wake up, wake up sweetie. Say something, please, it's me: Vega." But it was all to no avail, as her beautiful eyes remained shut. In my frustration, I got up and kicked a nearby chair. This wasn't fair, she had to come back to reality! That's when I got a proper look at her and finally saw it: a large bloody stain that had spread all over her jeans, at the height of her thighs and intimate area. I was in a bit of shock, as I sat down next to Jade, cradled her head in my hands, stroked her hair and pecked her on the cheek. I looked back over to the stain in concern, as it seemed to be expanding. Goddamn it! I could only presume she'd been raped and it made me sick to my stomach. What kind of sick fuck would do such a thing? And another thing: how long had she been lying on that cold, unforgiving ground? I wasted no more time in calling 911. Informing the police could wait. The poor girl needed treatment first. After I'd informed the emergency services, I decided to call Beck. He had the right to know that something horrible happened to his girlfriend. He had the right to know that some crazy bastard took advantage of Jade.
A/N: Ah, but Tori… the crazy bastard was Beck! This was kinda dramatic, but it gets better. So, you want more? Or are you thinking: GO AWAY AND STOP PESTERING THE JORI-FANDOM? Sorry for making Beck a jerk, but I had to, so it would fit the story. SPECIAL REQUEST: TEN reviews and I'll continue this, you guys. Hope that's not too bold.