Everything Falling and Crumbling

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Victorious nor do I have any affiliation with it or any other fan fics!

This day had been so bad. I just wanted to go home into my RV and collapse into my bed. I drove home and parked my car in front of the house. I sulked to my RV and put my key in the lock. Huh..the key wouldn't turn. Somehow I was locked out of my RV.

"Having some key trouble there, son?"

I turned around and saw my father standing there. His facial expression made me extremely nervous. It was a blend of disappointment and anger. In his hand was an empty beer can. One of the ones I had drunken from last night.

"You want to tell me how long you've been having a drinking problem?"

"Dad, I swear I can explain..."

"You don't need to explain anything. I see what's going on here. You run over your friend with your car. Your teachers called me today saying your grades are slipping. And just today when I went to my basement to get a drink, I find two of my six-packs missing. And where do I end up finding them? In your RV!"

"Dad, I swear, the drinking was a one-time thing! It had nothing to do with Tori or my grades!"

"I don't want to hear your excuses! You disgust me! And that's why I had the locks changed for your RV and the house!"

"What?"

"That's right! I'm kicking you out! You're a disgrace to me and your mother!"

"Dad, please! I swear if you just give me another chance..."

"You've had enough chances! Do you even care how much your mother and I have given up so that you could succeed in life? And what do you do? You live recklessly! This could have been going on for years for all I know!"

"Dad..."

"Your stuff is inside the house. You can get it and be on your way. Now get out of here! You're not our problem anymore!"

I was mortified. I didn't see this coming for a second. How could this have happened? I went inside and grabbed my things, which had been consolidated into two bags. I then walked on the sidewalk and away from my home. I couldn't believe what a disaster my life had become. All it took was a few stupid things and my life was completely falling apart. Everything was going as wrong as it possibly could. I didn't know what hurt the worst. Being kicked out of my house for a severe misunderstanding? Hurting my friends by running over one of them? Or getting my spirit crushed by hurting the one girl I truly cared about? Well...at least things couldn't get any worse...right?

In case you haven't figured it out, I'm basically making Beck's life a living hell. Aren't I the nicest? Sorry for the shortness of this chapter.

ScissorLuvCallie - Whoopsies. Going to have to wait on those hopes a bit longer.

Just Say'n - Beck is such a screw-up in this story.

chocolatecheesecake23164 - o.O I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry.

BTRFAN105 - Ouch, even I'm not that cruel...or am I? Seriously though, I'm glad you're enjoying it!

EvilJess - Zzzz...I'm sorry what? I stay up late too (although more like 1-2) so it's cool. I'm happy you like it!

LizGilliesFan - Thanks! Here's another update!

Jeremy Shane - Thank you, come again. =)

Elizabeth (anonymous) - Well there's definitely more. I still have some tricks up my sleeve.

GemmaLeigh - I'd like to write how Beck digs his way out of this. :D

TobiasFangor92 - I'm tossing ideas around for Bori, if I even ever get around to it (I still want to finish this and Survivor first)

SQTGirl - It just got even more screwed up. Kids, this is why drinking is bad.