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Doggy Dog Day

Digidestend Angel

I Do NOT Own Victorious

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Chapter Six

The Abuse Returns

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(Beck's POV)

Later that night, I'm in the bathtub, which is hardly big enough to fit my big body, and Cat's reaching all over to scrub me down with my new doggy shampoo she bought. She's been a wreck, but tries to be happy in front of me. If she only knew how much I was in the same boat as her. I'm unable to talk to her too. I just want to have a conversation with her, I want to tell her that I'm here and I haven't gone anywhere, and I want to convince her that I haven't been cheating. I'm angry that's she doubts me.

I thought she trusted me enough.

I guess I was wrong.

Then again, Jade wouldn't stop talking about it on the car ride home, so I can't blame Cat for getting that stuck and implanted in her head. My girlfriend is very sensitive.

"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmm-hmm-hmmm." Cat was humming to a random tune.

I silently sigh. I love her voice.

Soon after she rinses me off, she drains the water out before having me get out and puts a towel around my body.

I whimper. I'm sorry, Cat, but I have to! I cannot control this urge!

I shake violently to get the water off my body. Cat screams at the contact and covers her face, but thankfully, she giggles after that. I lean over and lick her face. She puts the towel over me again and roughly dries me off with it. She turns around after and cleans all the hair and dirt that was stuck at the bottom of the bath. We soon leave the bathroom and I immediately go to my bed, feeling tired. Jeez, I slept almost all day in the backyard and took a nap when we came home. What the heck? I'm always so tired.

Cat smiles to me when she grabs her robe. "I'm going to take a shower, Beckett." She blows me a kiss and leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.

I rush over to the dresser that has her Pear-Phone on top. I lean up with ease and use my nose to knock it down to the ground. With a struggle, I eventually open it and dial Andre's number. It rings as I put it on speaker. Man, having paws instead of hands is a real inconvience.

"Sup, Lil' Red?"

I roll my eyes. "Andre, it's me." I clear my throat. "Man, it feels so good to talk."

Andre chuckled. "Where's Cat?"

"Shower." I answer simply, my back leg reaching up to my head and I scratch my ear. Dogs have great flexibility. It comes in handy when I have to…lick that special spot under my leg…oh, gross.

"So are you taking advantage of seeing her naked?" He asks slyly.

I growl into the phone. "If you want to live, I suggest you shut up. Of course not. I respect Cat more than that."

"Whoa, whoa, sorry. I keep forgetting how protective you are of the girl."

"You better believe it." I tell him. "Dude, be honest, have you and Robbie tried anything?"

"We looked online to tons and tons of websites about this stuff. Nothing, man. We're not giving up though."

"Oh god." I groan. "Please, Andre, do everything you can. Jade told Cat that I am probably cheating on her! Cat believes it! Dude, you have to turn me back soon! If I don't "come back" to Cat soon, she's going to dump my sorry-butt and leave me forever! I can't lose her, Andre!" Man, do I sound desperate and pathetic, or what?

"CALM DOWN!" Andre yelled. "Quit panicking. I'll talk to Cat tomorrow at school, how's that?"

"And what can you say to her?" I ask him in disbelief. "Jade seriously implanted that idea in her brain and now she's almost convinced."

"Dang, Jade needs to mind her own business."

"Tell me about it." I sigh deeply and whimper. "Just do everything you can, Andre."

"I'll try."

Before I can say anything else, the door opens and reveals Cat with her wet hair and little rob that I love seeing her in. She looks confused why I'm leaning down to her phone that was now on the floor. She walks up and sees Andre's on the phone.

"Beck? Beck? You still there?"

Cat quickly picks up the phone and I whimper, trying to get her to put it down. "Andre?" She questions into the phone. "Why were you calling for Beck? Have you talked to him?"

"Uh…no…um…hi, Lil' Red! Hey, your dog called me! Ha, ha, I don't know how that happened!" Andre defends himself nervously. "I was calling his name, well nickname I just gave him, and wondering if he was still close to the phone…"

"Oh, okay." Cat looks upset, which breaks my heart. "So you haven't heard from Beck?"

"No, Lil' Red. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Cat sighed. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, Andre." Before Andre could respond, Cat hung up and tears came to her eyes. Instead of looking down at me, Cat looks to her mirror and began brushing her hair, the tears streaming down her face. I walked up to her and leans my head against her covered hip. She doesn't respond to my comfort. She's letting out little sniffles to try and keep herself from crying as she brushes the tangles out of her long, beautiful hair. To get her attention, I jump up onto her table in front of the mirror and look up at her. She gasps, but looks at me and giggles. She pets my head and kisses my head. "I love you so much, Beckett." She whispers.

I stay leaning on her stomach as I stay up on my two back legs, leaning on the table. Cat goes back to working on her hair. Soon, she's done and walks to her dresser to put her phone back on top and digs through a drawer to put some pajamas on. I turn away again and walk to my bed, pretending I was just walking that way. When I turn around, she's finished. I think she looks gorgeous. She's wearing baggy pajama pants and a spaghetti strap. As she walks to her bed, we both hear the front door open and slam shut. Cat gasps while I growl.

She looks to me and runs over. "Beckett, no, don't growl or make a sound! Don't move! If you do, he'll take you away from me! Please, please, please, don't!" She begs me. "I love you too much for you to go to the pound!"

"CATERINA!" I hear her dad's voice roar up the stairs.

Cat whimpers and looks back at me. "Don't do anything, please." She squeaks out before walking to her bed and sits down, acting casual, but she's shaking. I force myself to lay down on my bed and put my head down in between of front paws before me. Soon, her door slams open and her drunken father appears, looking angry. Cat is breathing heavy out of fear. "Daddy?"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT, YOU LITTLE WITCH!" He runs up and slaps her in the face, making her fall to the ground harshly.

I almost get up and growl, but I restrain myself from doing so. Cat begged me to not do anything. I silently cry to myself. Please, please, make this end. I hear Cat cry out in pain. I force myself to open my eyes and I see her holding her stomach with tears. No, no, no! Why is this happening? Her dad kicks her harshly in the stomach again, but this time, I see blood cough up from her mouth. Oh, God, make it end! PLEASE!

"Daddy, stop, please!" Cat begs him.

He suddenly grabs her by the neck and yanks her up, punching her in the face. She falls backyards to the ground. I can see her nose is broken. I whimper, but not enough for her dad to hear me. I don't make a move. "You useless piece of-" He kicks her in the back and it makes her roll over onto her stomach.

I close my eyes again.

I hear Cat sobbing quietly. Her dad suddenly leaves the room and slams the door shut behind him. I immediately get up and run to her side as she's still crying to herself on her stomach, looking limp on the ground. I nudge her cheek with my nose and she hisses in pain. I think that's the side of her face he smacked. With a lot of work, I use most of my strength to help her to her feet. She has to lean on me quite a bit. We slowly make it to her bed because I'm practically dragging her and she tries to get up onto it, but when she looks like she can't, I put my head under her bottom and lift her up. She collapses on the bed and I bite the covers to pull them back from under her and then jump up with my two front paws on the bed and I gradually use my teeth to put them over her. She's breathing heavily on her pillow. I get down, but lean my head on her bed, staring at her with concern and worry…and guilt.

She looks at me and reaches out to me, and gives me a weak smile as she pets my nose softly. "Thank you for doing as I said, Beckett." She whispers. I can't believe she can be so relieved through what she just went through. "I'm glad he doesn't even remember you're here. He changes his mind a lot. That's why I didn't want you to do anything. Thank you. It's strange…he hasn't done anything that bad in years…but I'll take a billion beatings just so you can stay here with me." She sighs sadly. "I wish Beck was here. I would run to his RV on foot just for his comfort." She winces. "Oh, my ribcage and nose hurts so bad."

I can't take it anymore as I whimper over and over. Inside I'm crying. Cat stops petting me and her hand goes limp in front of me as she falls asleep. Her nose is bruising, as much as I can see and it's definitely broken. I lean my head on her hand. I don't care about me. I'm going to watch over her all night. She's not leaving my sight until she leaves for school tomorrow. If she's going to take so much abuse just for me, then I'm going to make myself worthy of just being with her.

I sigh. "I love you so much, Cat." Tears leave my eyes.

I didn't know dogs could cry.

I guess you learn something new every day.

Preview for Chapter 7: Hanging Out

Before we can do anything else, the front door slams open, hitting Tori on the butt, since she was leaning over at me, and she crashes right into Cat, both falling to the ground. Cat lets out a cry of pain. Remembering her harsh beating from the night before, I rush to her side when Tori gets off of her and I help my fragile girlfriend up as much as I can. Again, I use my head on her lower back to help her up as she puts her hands on my back, pushing herself up.

Jade, who had slammed the door open, and Tori stare at us in amazement. "Did he just help you up, Cat?" Tori asks in shock.

Cat nods, recovering from the fall, but I see her putting a hand on her side, where one of the bruised ribs is. I whimper and nuzzle her side. "Yes." She says, hiding the pain well, putting her hand on my head. "He's very protective of me. Trust me. He helped me into bed last night."

"Why did he help you into bed?" Jade asks her. "What happened?"

Cat bites her lip and I look up at her. What now?