Monster Under My Bed

-This chapter has M-related scenes. If you don't read that stuff, just scroll through it: it's the part in this print so just don't read that part of the chapter. Thanks for the reviews.

-This writing means flashbacks.

-This writing means Sign-language.

Do NOT OWN Victorious.

*Cat's new hair color is the same hair color on my profile picture.

Chapter Two: Beautiful Brunette

The next morning…2 days after the assault…

Beck and Cat had gotten back from their morning run and Cat went up to take a shower while Beck made them some breakfast. They both had that in common: they couldn't eat before their workout, they had to eat after or else they would feel nauseous. He smiled at the thought of sharing so much in common with his best friend…and love of his life. Although he was still only 15 and the thought of being in love gave him butterflies, he knew he was in love with her. Sure, she still wasn't talking, but he couldn't do anything about that. She refused to talk. It's a positive impact that they took Sign-language as their foreign language in Junior High school. That's how he's communicating with her.

Her parents were getting fed up with little Cat, but Beck tried to defend her as much as he could. He didn't dare reveal what happened 2 days ago that changed their whole worlds…and stopped Beck's world. Cat's parents just were getting impatient and strayed away from Cat…so was Beck's parents with him, since he wanted to stay next to Cat's side constantly. He didn't care. Cat was everything to him. Their brothers? Nothing.

Their parents were off for the day, going to meetings for their business they're opening up down there. Yes, the Valentine's and Oliver's had a combined business together and it was all over the California coast. Just a regular clothing line, but very popular. They hope to one day expand all the way across the United States. Their brothers, Charlie Valentine and Jonathon Oliver, were planning on taking over their parents' business come retirement, so they were following them around everywhere.

They had the large beach house to themselves and Beck couldn't be happier. Maybe he could convince Cat to talk…

He had just finished breakfast and called Cat down when she walked in…he smiled as she glowed in the morning sun, wearing one of his t-shirts that looked a size too big for her and some pajama shorts. Her hair was up in a towel on her head, wrapped around. He guessed she took a shower. "Breakfast." He said as he just put their milks down on the table.

She nodded and signed –thank you- as she sat down.

They ate in silence, as Beck burnt his tongue on the hot foot here and there. He was surprised when Cat quickly finished her foot, eating quite fast, and then washed her own dishes, before running back upstairs. He was a bit happier when she came rushing back in, kissed his cheek in thanks, and then ran back up. What was that girl up to? He chuckled and shook his head. "That's my redhead angel." He whispered to himself as he finished his food.

But an hour later, when she didn't come downstairs again, he was getting a bit worried. He walked upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door, hearing her humming…humming and singing…that was the closest he was able to get to hearing her voice. He didn't mind. He loved her singing. He knocked and listened. "Sweetheart." He cursed himself silently though. Sweetheart? Too strong! Too forward! Stupid Beck! He mentally hit himself 10 times over as the door was slowly being unlocked and opened. "Sorry to bother, I was just worried and I wanted to make…Cat…" He breathed out the last part as she opened the door fully to reveal herself. "Oh my…Cat, why?"

She looked down as she signed –my old hair reminded me of the bad man- she sighed and looked towards the mirror. Her hair was straightened, but curled at the ends. She put her hair up in a half up/half down style that she loved so much. Her hair was no longer red-velvet color. It was a light brown. She looked very sad. –you do not like it?- she signed out as she looked on the verge of tears and sorrow for life.

Beck let go of his own sadness for her as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, kissing her cheek. "Like it? Girl, I love it. If it's what you want, or prefer, then I'll be behind you. No matter what, you're still a gorgeous angel."

She looked him in the eyes with the help of the reflection in the mirror and saw that he wasn't lying, but he wasn't exactly happy either. She wasn't changing it back either. She hoped by changing her hair color, maybe the bad man wouldn't recognize her if he ever saw her again. He wouldn't hurt her. He wouldn't take her innocence…oh wait…he already did that. She let a tear fall, remembering that awful day…where she felt the bad man's member enter her special area where she wanted to save for Beck one day…the man she truly loved. Not this man, who took her fairytale away from her.

She closed her eyes…

I felt the gun in the back of my head as he led me to the cavern next door to wear we left Beck. I hope he's alright. I don't want him to be hurt. "Please, do whatever you want to me. Just don't hurt my friend." I whimpered to the man, but he just grabbed my hair and shoved me face down onto the ground. I felt some sand get in my eyes, but I didn't have time to get it out as he flipped me over roughly by the arm. He had the most evil eyes…they weren't brown, nor blue, nor green…they were black colored. He lifted my large sweater above my head and used it as restraints for my wrists above my head. I cried loudly as he undressed himself from the waist down.

As I screamed for him not to take my virginity, he ripped my bathing suit bottoms off my legs and put it to the side, spreading my legs wide open.

I felt the sharpest, throbbing pain down there in my precious, tiny opening.

I couldn't control my screams…

He was the devil.

He showed no mercy.

"CAT!"

"No!" Cat screamed as she slapped Beck's hands away and ran out the door. But she didn't make it far as she was grabbed from behind. She tried to kick Beck away, but he gripped her so hard, she couldn't move. "BECK! STOP! LET GO!" Her voice was scratchy from lack of use for the past couple of days, but it was heaven to hear her voice to Beck…but terrifying for him to see her in such a state. "GET OFF OF ME!"

"No." He whispered deeply as he turned her around forcefully and held her to his chest, comforting her. He didn't stop her from punching his stomach. "Cat."

"He raped me! He tainted me!" She screamed. "No man will want me! You'll never love me romantically now! You'll never want me! I'M RUINED! He ruined me!"

"STOP IT NOW!" Beck screamed back, pushing her against the wall. He grabbed her wrists and put them above her head, holding them down with one hand, while his other hand went to her chin to make her look at him. He positioned himself between her legs so she would stop kicking him. "I love you!"

"No, you don't! You're just feeling sorry for me! Don't!" She was trashing around, trying to break free. "I hate myself! I'm so weak! AHHH! I JUST WANT TO DIE!"

Beck's heart strings were tugged harshly at that last sentence…but then he was filled with rage. "HEY!" He forced her to look him in the eyes. "DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT AGAIN!"

Cat shut up, seeing the pain and agony in his eyes and in his eyes.

When she calmed down all together, he picked her up like she was a child and took her to their bedroom, laying her on his bed. He sat on the side of the bed, breathing heavily, but tears leaving his eyes. "Don't leave me…ever…you're not just my best friend." She blinked in confusion. "You're the love of my life. I'm not lying or feeling sorry for you." Beck saw the surprise in her face. "Cat, I've loved you since we first met as babies…you've been my best friend, whom I loved, but soon I realized it was more than just friendship. No, you're everything to me. You're my whole life. Everything I do, everything I say, I make sure it's for you. You're perfect. Yes, you were assaulted…I know…because I blame myself." When she tried to argue about that, he put a hand to her mouth, shushing her. "Don't try to tell me otherwise, Cat. It is my fault. I'm your protector. I'm your shield. I'm supposed to protect my baby girl. And yet…when I saw that gun to your head…I froze, Cat. I could not bear the thought of losing you…because…I'll die without you." His voice cracked as more tears released from his eyes. "Just promise me…promise me…that you'll never harm yourself. You'll never put your life at risk…because when you said that you wanted to die…you killed a part of my heart."

She reached up to wipe his tears away. "I'm so sorry."

"Promise me, Cat." He took her hands in his, noticing how tiny her hands are in his, and kissed them. "Promise me that you'll never harm yourself."

Cat gave him a tiny smile. "I promise with all my heart."

Beck sighed in relief as he pulled her up by her wrists and hugged her close to him as if it was the last time they'd ever hug again. He sighed into her hair. "I love you so much. We'll get through this. Everything will be okay."