Thanks for the reviews! I love you guys! Half the words are italicized because it's part of a new writing style I'm doing. I'm NOT predictable, so I spice things up with each story. So each word that italicized has a deep meaning to it, if you get what I'm saying.

I Never Loved Someone The Way I Love You

Digidestend Angel

I Do NOT Own Victorious or Song Titles of Each Chapter.

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Capitulo Cuatro

Tu Amor Es Mejor Que La Vida

(Your Love Is Better Than Life)

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Beck left the bathroom after brushing his teeth and put a plain t-shirt over his head and straightened it out. He was about to put his socks on when he heard a soft knock on the door. It obviously wasn't his dad, who just busts right in. His mom would've come in on her own. Maybe it was… "Cat." Beck smiled after he opened the door and saw her bright smile that went along with her beige tube top that had a cover over her chest, but it was see-through lace on her stomach. She had tan short-shorts on, along with white TOMs. Her hair was back in a ponytail. Maybe she loved ponytails? It didn't matter…what mattered to him was he felt he was in the presence of a flawless, glowing angel. "Come on in, girl." He held the door open for her and she walked past him up the steps. When she passed him, he could smell her perfume. It was intoxicating. "So what's up?"

"Mom's making French Toast!" She chirped. "She's making a plate for you, so hurry!"

Beck's heart fluttered. He had just met this family yesterday and yet they're already treating him like he's part of the family, who just happens to live next door. "Oh, cool. Let me get my shoes and socks on."

"You might want to put the socks on first and then shoes." Cat giggled.

Beck laughed. "Good one."

"Thanks!" When Beck sat down on his bed to put his socks and shoes on, Cat sat next to him. "Were you still going to help the boys put together the studio in the basement today?"

"I was planning on it, yeah." Beck nodded. "Are you going to help?"

Cat frowned. "I wish, but I'm not allowed to do things like that. Remember?"

Beck nodded, remembering the explanation she gave him yesterday on the way home from the store. "Oh. I forgot. Sorry."

Cat sighed. "Don't be. But my parents said I can take the dogs, our Great Danes, for a walk around the neighborhood! Yay!" Beck stood up after adjusting his shoes on his feet and he held his hand out. Cat took it and he helped her up. "Hey, Beck?"

"Yeah?" He responded, grabbing his keys.

"Did your dad give you that bruise?" Cat asked timidly, but in a serious tone too.

Beck froze. "Um…"

"You don't have to lie." Cat told him. "It's okay. I would understand."

Beck turned to her and saw her looking sincere. "Yes…he did this."

Cat shook her head. "I'm sorry…if you ever want to talk about it or if you need help hiding bruises, you can come to me at any time. I'm an expert on hiding bruises."

He bet a hundred dollars that she was totally right there. He wondered how she kept a secret so horrifying from Andre and the rest of her family when her boyfriend hurt her, but he realized she probably hid the bruises with makeup. "Thanks…and I know you'd understand, Cat…I was just too worried I'd bring back old memories if I told you about what my dad does." He shrugged. "It'd be nice to have someone to talk to."

Cat smiled. "Well, I'm here whenever you need me!"

Beck chuckled. "Awesome. Now let's go eat some breakfast."

"Breakfast! Yay!" Cat squealed as she hurried out of the RV and Beck quickly followed behind her.

She was going to keep him in shape, that's for sure.

And then he couldn't believe what happened after he locked his RV behind him…

Cat wrapped her arms around his arm and walked with him to her house.

It felt wonderful…natural…and so right. He felt like her protector and that with her so close to him like this, he'd be able to make sure no one or nothing laid a finger on her if they wanted to cause her harm. He'd keep his dad away from her. He'd shield her if her ex-boyfriend ever came after her. He'd make sure that she was always safe. He may have only met her the day before, but she was so innocent and sweet, he couldn't let her get hurt. Not anymore than she already had been in the past.

They entered the large house and they immediately smelt the French Toast aroma after they walked through the door. Cat took him to the kitchen where her mother was serving the plates of a large breakfast and her two brothers were already seated at the breakfast nook by the large window. Beck saw plates full of delicious, fresh foods…his mouth watered. French Toast, drenched in syrup, scrambled eggs, brown toast that had butter and jelly on top, and a few piece of bacon on the side. A cup of orange juice was next to the plate.

"Wow." Beck breathed out.

"Sit down, Beck. Don't let your food get cold." Grace urged, motioning to the seat next to Cat, who already slid in. He slid in, next to her, and still was in awe of the food he was about to eat. "You look like you've found gold, Beck." Grace laughed at Beck's facial expressions. "Has it really been that long since you've seen home-cooked food? You had the same reaction last night. You acted like it would disappear on you."

Personally, Beck was afraid everything he had experienced in the past less than 24 hours would vanish and it'd all be a dream…he was worried that Cat would disappear and she would've been a figure of his lonely imagination. "Yes, it has been a while…it's been a very long time." Beck remembered his horrid life, but then shook himself out of it. "Thank you so much, Grace."

"It's my pleasure, Beck. Now eat up. There's more up here if you want some." She motioned to the island. "I must get to the shop now. They're delivering the fixtures today for the store." Each of her children leaned over and she kissed their heads. Beck was surprised, but touched when she pecked his forehead too. "Be good and be careful when you boys are working on the recording studio downstairs. Don't make a big mess and make sure you clean up after yourselves." She told the boys sternly and then looked to Cat. "Be careful on your walk. Take your cell phone with you."

"Yes, mommy." Cat said sweetly. "Love you!"

"Love you, mom!"

"Have a good day, Grace!"

"YOOLDA LA YEE WHOOO!" And that'd be from the Valentine's youngest child…Frankie. 11 years old and crazy…

Once Grace was out the door, the kids finished their food, with Frankie pretending he was a dog and ate his without using his hands and when they were finished, Cat took the plates. "Did you guys get enough to eat? Beck, did you want seconds?"

Beck shook his head, patting his stomach. "I am so full, Cat." He chuckled and Cat giggled. "That was the biggest meal I've had in years."

"Expect a lot more." Andre told him. "Our parents love you already like you're one of their kids."

Beck thought about it. "They're the parents I never had…"

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"Let's stop for a break, man. It's harder now since Frankie freaking ditched us to go hang from his ceiling fan…" Andre sighed out as he wiped some sweat from his brow. He and Beck were putting up the cushions for the soundproof walls with the plaster, but it was taking a few hours. "Now I remember why I didn't want to move." He muttered as they put down the materials and headed back up the steps. "Because it was already a pain in the ass to put the recording room together three years ago in Cancun, and now to do it all over again, sucks even more."

Beck chuckled. "But I'm glad you guys are here."

Andre grinned. "True. If we hadn't come- wait, do you hear that?" He whispered suddenly after opening the upstairs door a little.

Beck silenced himself and listened carefully…

Two voices…

One was Cat's sweet voice he fell in love with…

And the other was…

"Robbie?" Beck questioned.

Andre sharply looked to him. "You know him?"

Beck nodded. "He goes to our school…stuck up, rich, and always has his hand up his puppet's ass."

Andre had wide eyes. "What?" He cringed, but opened the door wider and the boys rushed over to the kitchen, where Cat was pouring lemonade into two glasses. There was a young man with pale skin, thick afro of brown hair, and large glasses on his face, sitting on one of the stools beside the counter, and he was watching Cat with intensity. "Cat." Cat's face shot up to Andre and Beck. "Who's that?" Andre motioned to the bushy haired boy, who smirked.

Cat was oblivious to the tension, as usual. "This is Robbie Shapiro!"

"Yeah, that's great, but what is he doing in our house?" Andre asked sharply, not liking the vibe he was getting from the teenage boy in his kitchen.

Before Cat could answer, Robbie suddenly glared. "Beck Oliver?" He stood up from his stool as Beck stood close to Andre, who was on the defense. "What are YOU doing here?"

"I live next door." Beck grumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets. "I met Cat and Andre yesterday. They-"

"Oh, so you know each other?" Cat interrupted.

"He goes to our school, Cat." Beck told her, not looking to her. He couldn't believe the amount of jealousy he was feeling.

Cat gasped. "You do?" She looked to Robbie, who grinned to her. "Oh, how wonderful!"

"How did you two meet?" Beck asked.

Robbie smirked back at Beck, who was getting pissed. "She was walking those handsome dogs along my street and I was overtaken by her beauty."

Cat blinked in confusion. "No…your puppet said that my hair was burning his eyes and you apologized for him. That's how we met."

Robbie rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that too."

Cat shrugged it off. "Anyways, Robbie, this is my big brother, Andre Harris."

Robbie's eyes eyed Andre and chuckled. "Sure, he is…"

Andre's fists clenched. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He growled.

"You don't exactly fit the look of her brother." Robbie stated his opinion obnoxiously.

Cat gasped. "Robbie!"

Beck was ready to pound Robbie's face in for his response, but Andre beat him to it as he stomped up to the stranger and punched him to the ground. Andre pulled Robbie up by his hair and glared him in the eyes. "I'm adopted, you son of a…get out." Andre dropped Robbie to the ground, who crawled out of his reach. "Just get out of our house." Beck saw pain and hurt in Andre's eyes. "Just leave."

Robbie stood up, wiping the blood from his nose. "I'll leave when Cat says to leave."

"LEAVE!" Cat cried out as she ran to Andre's arms and cried into his chest.

Robbie looked taken aback, but before any other words could be said from his big mouth, Beck grabbed him by the back of the shirt and pushed him to the front door. "Out." Beck shoved him in that direction, and without another word, Robbie left quickly. Beck turned back to the siblings with a saddened expression. He watched the scene as Andre tried to comfort Cat's broken heart by rubbing his hands up and down her back, resting his chin on her head. "Is there anything I can do?"

Andre nodded. "Can you help me get her into bed? I think she needs some time to rest." Andre picked his sister up into his arms and Beck opened every door for him and then pulled the bed covers on Cat's pink bed down so Andre could tuck her in. "Thanks." He mumbled and then kissed Cat's head. "Just rest, baby sis."

Cat sniffled. "I'm sorry that Robbie brought up such a mean subject." Her voice cracked. "I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault." André whispered. "I know we don't like to talk about it, but like I said the last time someone said something similar to what Robbie said…people are going to say it. People think it all the time, Cat. There are just some who have the balls to actually ask that question upfront, no matter how much pain it will cause me." He shrugged. "Robbie comes across as one of those who were raised to be opinionated like that."

"But just because we have different skin colors, it doesn't mean we should treat people with no respect!" Cat cried out, sobbing.

If Beck's heart was hurting before…it sure as hell was now.

Soon Andre was able to get Cat to sleep and they left her room to head back to the kitchen. Andre poured himself and Beck something to drink. "Sorry about that." Andre said as he was putting the lemonade away. "My adoption is still a very, very, oh so very painful subject on not only me, but everyone in the family. Mostly Cat and I…it's a long story…" He looked to Beck. "But it's summer vacation…you have time, right?"

"Andre, if you want to tell me, you can. But there's absolutely no pressure." Beck rushed to tell him. "And…I know you told Cat that everyone thinks about that question…but…in all honesty, I didn't even think about that until Robbie said something." Beck confessed and Andre listened. "But I'm not that kind of guy to notice stupid stuff like that…I personally think that different skin colors and different races are no big deal…or anything special. We're all human with a heart, a brain, two hands, two feet, and ugly ass breath in the morning." Andre laughed. "All I really have noticed is that you are probably the best, yet most protective big brother I've ever seen in my life and you love your younger siblings like there was no tomorrow."

"If I didn't have my family, then there would be no tomorrow." Andre told him, staring at the lemonade now. "If it wasn't for Cat…then…I would be dead."

Beck stayed silent.

Andre sighed deeply before continuing on. "When I was born, my mother had given me up for adoption." He started. "I had been in an orphanage from birth to age 8, located in Paris, France. When I was eight, I was sold."

Beck's eyes widened. "Sold?"

"Sold." Andre nodded grimly. "I was a child slave on a cruise ship for almost a year. They beat me and starved me. The only way I ever ate was when people would leave me some of their leftovers because they felt sorry for me. It was a fancy ship, so these passengers weren't poor. I was always so jealous of them, but some of them showed me great kindness." He suddenly gave a little smile. "One night, there was a little brown haired girl with big brown eyes, in a pink party dress, and she was clinging onto her father's leg. She saw me and we somehow instantly had that connection and became best friends. Her trip was two weeks long, so we hung out some when I wasn't working."

"Cat?" Beck asked.

Andre nodded. "Yes, Caterina Valentine was her name. She was my age, only a few months younger…well, a lot months younger." He chuckled. "Anyways, one night I was trying to finish my chores so I could meet Caterina in my usual spot on the deck…but I saw her…she was being messed around with by some teenage boys." Beck's stomach dropped. "They wouldn't let her go. I ran up to them and told them to leave her alone, but one pushed me over the edge of the ship. I heard Cat scream and that was the last thing I remember. Suddenly I was in the infirmary when I woke up. Cat jumped in right after me when I fell over and that caught everyone's attention. Cat's parents, our parents, wanted to thank me and meet my family…but when they were told of my situation, they immediately reported the ship owners and I was rescued. After a lot of paper work and communication, I was adopted into the Valentine family, who actually lived in Mexico, not France."

"Cat saved you?" Beck breathed out.

"If she hadn't jumped in, that would've been the end of it." Andre explained. "Of course, she didn't know how to swim to save her life, so they had to save her and to save her, they had to save me to0…so she seriously risked her life to save mine." Andre motioned to the hallway. "That girl is an angel, I'm telling you, Beck. Anyways, the main reason why my adoption is so sensitive is because my past still haunts me to this day. But I always get through it. I think of it this way: if I hadn't suffered through so much abuse and neglect, then I would never have met Cat or been adopted into the Valentine family."

…If I hadn't suffered through so much abuse and neglect, then I would never have met Cat or been adopted into the Valentine family…

Beck smiled to himself.

If HE hadn't suffered through his father's abuse and neglect almost his entire life, then HE wouldn't have ever met Cat Valentine and been accepted into her wonderful family.

"We all have scars, Beck." Andre suddenly said. "It's the people around us that heal them though."

Beck agreed completely.

Cat Valentine was going to heal his scars. He could tell already.

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