Author's Note: For all of you who are wondering why Beck and Tori are the main characters of this story, you're about to find out. This is the reason I named them instead of Andre and Tori. The following chapter is basically going to change Tori's life and since Beck was the reasoning, this is why I chose the two of them as the main characters. Only a few chapters left and this story is complete and I'll be posting a one-shot for all my Bori fans (that has nothing to do with this story, of course). Also, this chapter covers a sensitive subject along the lines of rape. If you are uncomfortable with this, please do not proceed. READER BEWARE. But for all those who are curious about what happens next, please, enjoy! I do not own Victorious!
Beck's POV
I had practically begged her to do it with me. No, not that. I wanted Tori to roll with me just one more time before she left next week. Before I went back to school, especially because I made a promise to myself that I would clean up my act before school started. I couldn't be doing drugs during this next school year. I needed to do my best. But for the rest of this week, I didn't want to do anything but get fucked up. My parents had to go out of town, but would be back the day before I went to school. I almost threw a party, but then figured that the only people that I would really care about being there were my friends from Hollywood Arts…and the majority of them weren't here.
Andre was in New York. Robbie was …well, nobody knew where Robbie was. He wasn't in France yet, but he said he had some traveling to do before he did go over there. And Cat and Jade were visiting where Tori would be this time next week – San Francisco. Cat's uncle and uncle were renewing their vows, so Cat went and had Jade as her "plus one" to the re-wedding. Even Sinjin was out of the picture; he went with that kid Burf and his family to Splash Land. I had nobody to hang out with, except for Tori. And she was pretty much the same. She never went to her house anymore except to collect some clothes. She hasn't talked to anybody but me, Andre and Trina.
I gave her money for gas because she was too scared to ask her mother. She had pretty much cut her dad out of her life, I mean; he did call her a slut. When she told me the whole story about how she was caught with Andre, I was enraged. I wanted to go over there and punch her dad in the face, but instead I slashed two of his tires. Tori didn't know that yet, because she would probably get angry. But I did it, and I got away with it. So in a way, even though I didn't tell her, I felt like Tori owed me. So that's why I pretty much forced her into rolling with me. She was easy about that kind of stuff, anyway. All I had to do was give her the ol' puppy dog eyes and she'd say yes.
"Can't we just smoke some pot or something?" Tori asked me. She was dressed in one of her new dresses that she got for her job. She looked nice. She looked grown up.
"Awh, c'mon. This is one of our last nights together. You're going to be going to your sister's soon and even when you do visit, I'm not going to have drugs. Remember? I promised I'd stop to focus on school and you'll be all professional with your job and won't want to. I just know it." I told her while walking over to my desk for my cigarette holder. In there was two pills, one green and one blue.
"Okay. But we have the whole night, let's just get high first off weed and then we can trip all night," she smiled, twirling her hair around her finger.
"Sounds like a plan. And maybe we can touch, hmm?" I said under my breath.
"What was that?" She asked, looking up from the lock wrapped around her index finger.
"Nothing. I got some drank, too, ya know, if you wanna go all out," I smiled. She gave me a grin.
"You're so bad, Beck. Where the hell did you score booze ?" she asked. We both looked at each other.
"Northridge girl," we said at the same time and laughed.
And moments later, everything was funny. We were high as clouds, lying on my bed like always. Only instead of looking around at all the shit on my walls, we were just looking at each other. Well, every other moment we'd catch each other looking.
"What is it?" I asked and reached out to her and pushed some strands of hair away from her eyes. They were all watery. "Tori, what's the matter?" I asked before sitting up.
"I…I just miss him, ya know? And I feel wrong hanging out with you." She said, patting up under her eyes with her knuckle.
"You don't have to feel that way. We're doing just that. Hanging out," I said. She sat up, and then stood up.
"I know, but I know what's going on in your head. You love me and I might as well be teasing you because we'll never be," she said and started to put her shoes on by the door.
"Yeah, you made that pretty clear yesterday," I said and sighed. "Where are you going? Huh? You can't go home, none of our friends are here…Tori, I'm your only friend now. And you're mine." I said and I heard her shoe drop.
"You're right. God dammit. I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe I should move to New York or something."
"Tori, you have a great job lined up in San Francisco. You really wanna give that up? It was pretty much handed to you," I said, and stood up. I took her by the hand and led her back to the bed.
"It's bittersweet," I heard her say.
"What is?" I asked, turning to her.
"Leaving. I can't wait. I'm going to miss you, Cat, Robbie and even Jade. But I've been missing Andre and when I get away from here, I'll be distracted. I'll be working and paying bills and I'll make a new life for myself," she said.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to cringe each time she said his name. He's all she ever talked about and I felt a rage building up within me since weeks ago. I've managed to keep composure, but there's only so much I could take. I felt like we were in the rain, and when we talked about him, it was like she was taking an umbrella away from me to shield the both of them. I changed the subject.
"So, are you going to stay?" I asked, yes, using my puppy dog eyes.
"Yes, hand me that bowl," she demanded and smiled.
So we got higher. And after we got our highest, we got drunk. Tori was currently outside smoking a cigarette. But I knew that she was probably just saying it – she was probably tossing her cookies and just didn't want me to see. At least she went outside this time, last time she threw up, it took me like three days to get the smell out of my carpet. I was sitting at my desk, playing with the pills in my hand. I was told to give the green ecstasy pill to Tori by the guy I bought it from. He said that it was supposed to make girls really horny to where they couldn't say no to a dick. I've bought ecstasy before from him, so I took his word for it. This was pretty much our last night to get fucked up and I wanted to spend it having sex with my dream girl. My conscience kept telling me to throw the pill away and just split the blue one, but the devil in me wanted to give the green pill to Tori. I mean, it wasn't like I was raping her. She'd be fully aware of what was going on…it's not like it was a roofie. My doubts disappeared when I heard my door fling open.
"I think I may have killed your mom's begonias," Tori chuckled before slamming my door.
"Awh fuck, not so loud, Tori," I said. I wasn't as happy a drunk as she was. In fact, I probably shouldn't have drunk anything at all.
"Sorry, about the duh-door and the flowas," she laughed and stumbled towards me. She started to rub my shoulders. I looked up to her.
"It's okay. I'm just glad that you didn't puke in here," I smiled.
"Oh, I didn't puke. I peed. I thought I was going to throw up, but I just had to pee really bad and I'd wet myself if I took the time to ask you to unlock the house," she said proudly. "It was my first time peeing outside!"
"Well, congrats," I said, standing up right as she was about to topple over.
"And ya know, you don't have to worry about my vuh-jay-jay. I carry feminine wipes in my purse and hand sanitizer, too! My purse is like Wanko's Warehouse!" she laughed uncontrollably as I walked her over to my bed. She plopped down and propped herself up on her elbows. "Got any ciggies?"
"I thought you had some," I said, moving to my denim jacket hanging on the back of my door where they were.
"I did. But I dropped them and forgot to pick them up before peeing on them. I'll get them off the ground when they dry off by tomorrow," she shrugged and held her hand out. I tossed one to her and she lit it with a lighter that was hiding in her bra.
"Well, now that you're completely fucked up, I don't suppose you-" I started.
"Oh man. You CANNOT tell Andre about this," she said, taking a drag of the cigarette.
"I hardly talk to him, you know…" I said but was again interrupted.
"Because man, he'd hate me. And maybe even you. If he saw me, he'd probably think I look so unattractive right now," she said.
"Well, I don't think so. I like you when you're drunk. You're carefree," I shrugged.
"Oh Beck. You….you're so…"
"Yes?" I asked turning to her.
"Sweet. If you were black and had dreads, I'd probably jump your bones right now," she smiled. And I knew it was supposed to be harmless, but I could kill her with the look I gave her. "What, did I say something wrong?"
"Well, you basically just said you'd do me only if I looked like Andre. So the other night, when we had sex, were you having sex with me? Or was Andre making you scream and moan?" I said angrily.
"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. You're…you're just taking what I said the wrong way," she said nervously. I just lit a cigarette and rolled my eyes. There was an awkward silence before she spoke up once again. "How 'bout those pills?"
When she said that she pretty much wished that I was Andre, she made my decision about the pills. I would give her the green pill and because she pissed me off so much, I wouldn't give her anything. I would just tease her until she begged me to give it to her like I did the other night. Rough. Fast. Hard. I felt like she deserved it, the more I thought about it anyway. And I knew it was just mean drunken Beck saying these things but I couldn't see any reason not to.
"Sure, the pills," I said, going over to my desk for what seems like the billionth time tonight. I put them in my hands and sat down. I wheeled over to her in my chair and dropped the green one in her hand. I took the blue one right away so she wouldn't notice the different colors and ask about it. I heard her munch it up and swallow it, leaning over and getting her drink from earlier. "Now what?" I smiled and got out of my chair. I pushed it towards the direction of my desk and sat next to her.
"I guess we can watch a movie like always? I'm fine with anything that doesn't have Ginger Fox in it. Pop stars should never act…with the exception of myself," she grinned.
"Awh c'mon. You know she's my favorite," I teased.
"Yeah, well, I'm not going to sit through her bad acting and you oogling her for two hours. You want me to puke?" Tori laughed. I noticed that she was gripping my sheets as she laughed, and her bare feet ran over my carpet over and over. She was rolling.
"Okay, fine. We'll watch this," I said and held up a DVD.
"Ew, Beck! I'm not watching porn with you!" she said and covered her face with her hands.
"Why not? I know you watch porn. I saw it in your history on your laptop one time," I confessed. And so did she.
"Yeah…okay, well, fine. Put it in," she said before looking up at me. "I mean the DVD!"
We were thirty minutes into the porn. We watched it on her laptop, sitting side by side, our backs leaning against the wall. Our feet were touching, and she started to rub mine with hers. That's how it always is when she's rolling. She chuckled nervously and stopped. Next, came her accidentally touching my hand with her fingers. She tried to lace my fingers in hers but I purposely reached up to scratch my nose. And then she did it. She reached for me and slammed her face into mine, kissing me. She was the hungriest I've ever seen. I stopped her.
"Whoa, whoa, I'm not going to be your stand in for Andre," I said. She gave me a quizzical and sweet look.
"What? You have no problem with it any other time," she said forcefully and tried to kiss me again. I moved away.
"Tori. Stop," I said, putting my hand on her chest to keep her from moving forward. She basically flung the laptop to the bottom of the bed and slid my hand down the front of her dress.
"Please Beck, I'm rolling really bad and I need this. I need you right now," she begged. Just like I wanted her to.
"I don't know…" I said, shifting. I had a huge erection right now and couldn't hide it anymore. Nor did I want to.
"Yes you do. Just say yes," she panted before sitting up and straddling me.
I put my hands around her waist as she grinded on me. It wasn't for long, though, because she leaned up so she wasn't on her dress and basically ripped it off of herself. I'm not sure what rule she's following, that says you have to be completely naked for sex, but I liked it. When I had sex with Jade, she'd leave her shirt on claiming that she was so fat and would jiggle. And even though they were bold, the Northridge girls I fucked were the same way. But not Tori. I think that's why I liked sex with her the most, although this would just be our second time with actual penetration. Not long after that, she pulled my shirt from over my head in a frenzy. We tongue kissed for a while, her hands pressed into my shoulders. She slid off of me but not before leaving a kiss on my neck. She hurried over to the laptop and put it on the desk.
"I kind of need that for work," she smiled as she set it down. She proceeded in taking off her panties. She waltzed back over.
"Aren't you going to take off your bra?" I asked, taking my own pants off, but leaving my boxers on.
"No, I like the support for when I'm riding cock," she said with a devilish grin. She came shooting to my bed and crawled right back on top of me. The only thing keeping me from sliding into her was the thin layer of fabric provided by my boxers.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, reaching up to touch her tits.
"Yeah. Like when I ride it like this," she smiled before lifting up and sliding me right into her. She started to fuck me. It felt so good to have her wrapped around me like this. I started to thrust back, making her moan louder than the time before.
"Mm, fuck Tori. Yeah, fuck that cock," I groaned.
"Yeah? You like that?" She said, her hair bouncing into her face with every thrust.
"God, I love that," I said and pushed her off of me. I motioned with my hands for her to move on her knees. I got behind her and shoved myself into her. She sucked air through her teeth. "Oh fuck Tori. Your pussy is so tight!"
I started to fuck her, and the louder she got, the harder I'd slam myself into her. I wasn't only on ecstasy right now, I was in it. When it dawned on me that Tori didn't seem to be enjoying this. Maybe it was the position. I pushed her on to her stomach and she looked back at me.
"God Beck, don't be so rough…" she said and turned over.
"Shut up slut. C'mere," I growled and used her legs to drag her towards me. I threw her legs over my shoulders and started to pump.
"I'm n-not into th-that, Beck," she gasped.
"What? You can't take it? You can't take this big cock?" I said, staring her right in the eyes.
"Okay, stop," she said and tried to get her legs free.
"Stop? No, this is what you wanted so I'm giving it to you. You know you like the way I fuck you," I said and grabbed her legs tighter and started to pump her hard once again.
"Beck! Quit!" she yelled and tried to get me off of her.
But I didn't quit. It was almost as if I couldn't. Like I was another person. I could blame it on the drinking and the drugs, but after all, people are responsible for their own actions. I knew deep down I should've quit. And I didn't.
At least not until I was finished.