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Chapter 14: Little White Lies

Beck's POV (for a bit of a change)

They say that mercy is always bought to the good. They also say that punishment is always dealt to the hand of the sinful. What had I done to deserve this? The forte body of Mr Vega stood a few metres away, his hands fiddling absentmindedly with the blunt poker that had scarred me a few minutes ago. What deed had I done wrongly to receive the okay to be plunged forcefully with a fireplace prod? Honestly? I glanced at Jade, the black curls that usually framed her face were knotted and beads of sweat were evident on her forehead. Her hands gripped the cheap edges of the wooden chair, turning a little pale and her eyes, her beautiful eyes, were glaring into Vega, studying his every move. Tori sat beside me, her worried and questioning eyes also pointed at her father, her mouth was stuffed with material that tied around her face, preventing her terrified screams. I had no idea where her mother and sister, Trina, were. I wondered whether they knew the true nature of this man, whether they knew his real personality was one of a psychotic dealer or whether they were in on it too.

My heart still longed for the moment that Zach jumped out of his stance and helped us escape. There wasn't any other feasible explanation for him to stand there letting all this happen besides having some sort of back-up plan. He couldn't have sided with Vega… could he?

My wrists ached as the rope burned against my tanned skin, I wanted to reach around to my wounded stomach and clutch it so that just a little of the excruciating pain would subside. I could only lean over and put pressure on it with my belt buckle, however I think that the metal of the buckled was making it worse. Jade's eyes continued to scan the interior of the basement, her fingers tapping almost unnoticeably against the worn wood of the furniture. I exhaled loudly, momentarily easing the pressure on my wound, but only for a second. It came back, the raging wildfire that was encapsulating my veins and I felt like the hole in my stomach was much larger than it was.

"Right" Vega started; he spun on his heel facing us. His eyes were bloodshot and he sniffled loudly, Jesus Christ, he was stoned. Yeah, thank you higher power, that gave me hope for Jade's survival. Is that what it is? Is it because I am valuing Jade's life over mine that you are torturing me? I paused the battle with the invisible authority in my head to ask myself more self-rhetorical questions regarding Mr fucking Vega over here. Why the hell had he tied Jade and I up? And you know, casually poked us with a bloody blazing stick. How do I know that I'm in pain, panicked and frightened? I didn't laugh at my alliteration of bloody blazing, yeah, that's how I know something's wrong. Well, besides the setting we are in, tied up in chairs in a basement with a drug-addicted psycho in front of us.

This all ran through my head in a matter of seconds, the human brain truly was magnificent. However, I do question, why had I not began to form a plan of escape with those few seconds of rhetorical questions and inappropriate language? There's another one.

Mr Vega continued his sentence,

"You are going to tell me, right now, why you came to Los Angeles Jade? I know you aren't here just to attend Hollywood Arts"

"You're fucking stoned! How would you know anything right now!" she shouted, the aggravation showed in her voice now. It was bad enough when he was being all sarcastic and serious, but now this was taking it too far.

He strode briskly towards her and she pulled her hands to her chest. He placed his hands where hers were originally and leant close to her, his lips next to her ear.

"I found your little cameras Jade"

My eyes widened a little and I glanced at Tori, tears rolled down her face as she couldn't even begin to comprehend the situation before her eyes. Jade shuddered as his breath tickled her ear, then he started to run his hand up her leg and I lost it.

"Oi, mate! Back off!" I bellowed angrily. His hand continued to run up her leg, his fingertips now pushing the hem of her dress up. He glanced at me and winked,

"Is she good in bed Mr Oliver? Or do I have to find out myself?"

My jaw dropped and I struggled in the chair as Jade's mouth and eyes widened at the same time at his insane response.

"Now Jade, I'm going to propose something to you" she nodded, her eyes closed, not wanting to face him.

Jade's POV

His calloused unfamiliar hands tickled my skin badly. It felt absolutely horrible and I winced as they ran closer towards me. I inhaled, calming myself down and nodded. His hands, unfortunately, stayed where they were, mid-thigh as he took in a breath to begin the questioning.

"Why is there a pretty little camera in my office?" he asked softly but threateningly.

What did I do? Do I tell him about Cherub and put the whole campus at risk? No, I can't do that. Do I tell him nothing and let him continuingly slide his hands further towards my core? No, I couldn't take that. Or do I make something up and risk being caught? Looks like it's the latter.

I took a deep breath as if I was admitting the deadly truth.

"Tori and I were going to make a pornographic film"

Tori's eyes bugged out of her head and she glared at me with brown orbs of enquiry. Beck nodded and pouted a little, trying to cover up this propaganda with an approving nod as any horny boyfriend would. I almost rolled my eyes at his too casual acceptance of my little white lie.

"Excuse me?"

"Your pristine daughter and I were going to involve ourselves in a pornographic film in your office" I said slowly, emphasising each word. Mr Vega's eyes narrowed and he glared at his daughter. Please, please just nod and help me out here! I was praying for her to just consent to the fact that if she wanted to be alive and well tomorrow, she had to lie, right now. She nodded slowly and her father's eyes widened a little. I had stumped him. I had stumped the psychotic drug dealer. That was one of my best achievements. Score one for Jade.

Unfortunately, his hands hadn't moved from my legs but fortunately they hadn't moved up my leg. I glanced over at Zach and he had his poker face on but behind those sunglasses, I'm sure he was shocked at my quick abilities to lie under pressure.

"Okay, but why Tori?"

"She's hot, duh" I answered.

"Are you lying to me Jade?" he threatened.

"Do I look like I'm in a position to lie!" I shot back, furrowing my eyebrows, I prayed to God that I was convincing enough.

"I'm going to find out"

"Look, just get over the fact your daughter isn't as pure as she seems" I try once more but he has a smug smile on his face.

"Oh Jade, I'm going to bring someone else in with their opinion on why pretty little cameras are in my office" he chuckled evilly.

"But, who?" I choked out; please don't tell me he had Maria too. Because that would be really fucking inconvenient in regards to getting out of this hell hole. Zach walked briskly over to the doorway and yanked open the large door. A boy was shoved inside and he glanced up, dreadlocks framing his dark complexion. Andre.

"Andre" Vega cooed arrogantly. Andre looked up pleadingly and regretfully, misery written all over his face as he saw Tori tied up in one of the chairs, her cheeks tear-streaked and her eyes smudged with mascara. He gave her one of the most apologetic faces and she just shook her head, unsure of everything.

"Now boy" he continued, clapping his hands together and finally taking them off my legs. My legs now had red hand prints of sweat on them, disgusting. "Do you happen to know why Jade placed little pretty cameras in my office?"

"How do you know it was her?" he challenged,

"Oh she's already admitted to it you fool, now tell me why"

He looked at me for direction and I went for it, I had to do something.

"Vega, Andre didn't know that Tori and I were making a porno"

Andre's eyes widened, "You put cameras in his office to make a porno!"

Andre didn't even know that I had put cameras in Vega's office so he was playing along quite well. If Beck didn't have a hole in his abdomen somewhere, I'm sure he would probably be laughing at this situation, you know, besides the three psychotic dickheads standing before us with murderous expressions.

"Take the asshole outside!" Vega shouted to the others. Zach stayed put but the two other men grabbed Andre's arm and dragged him out of room by his arms. Andre looked confused but obligingly walked out of the room, fear flashing in his eyes with the unknown. Vega pulled a knife out from his belt and everyone went silent in the room. This guy was fucking insane, Jesus Christ, what the hell was he on? He came towards me and I flinched as he swung it across my cheek, drawing blood. I felt small drops of metal-tasting liquid drip onto my lip.

"Jade?" Beck cried, his chair rocking as he almost jumped out of it. Zach didn't move a muscle and Tori just look stunned. Okay that was it. I swung my arms over my head, my shoulder's protesting as I potentially fractured my shoulder bones. The knife he was holding snapped the rope around my wrists and I quickly grabbed his head. I pulled his head down to my knee and lifted my knee up quickly. I put as much force into it as I possibly could, hoping to knock him unconscious. It all happened so quickly that he didn't really have any time to react. His head made an uncomfortable noise against the bone in my knee and he fell limp. Zach jumped into action and ran towards me, the gun pointed straight at me. I swung quickly around and ducked, knocking Zach over with the chair that was still attached at my waist. The gun fired and I heard the bullet whiz past my ducked head. But the worst thing was I heard a cry of pain other than Zach's when he hit the ground. I looked up to see Beck's face in anguish, his hands trying to reach around to where the bullet had hit.

CLIFFHANGER! I am so sorry that it is shorter than all other chapters but I had to get something up here. My exams are this week and next week and I have been studying all weekend so updates for the next week may be difficult.

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Bade – romantic/angst, Bade – cute/first met, Elavan – cute/romantic/drama, Bade or Elavan – future fic, whole Victorious cast – cute/teenage/romantic, whole Victorious cast – scary/drama/romance

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