Author's Note: This is second to the last chapter! I promise. I hate ending it on an odd number, damn OCD hah, but I'm glad that this story is going to be put at bay. I'm excited about my other story for you Bori fans to be posted - I'm going to start working harder and harder on it so expect it within the next few weeks. Then I'm going to try to venture into a horror fan fiction. (: But that's all in due time. I don't own Victorious! Enjoy!

Andre's POV

Thanksgiving Day was today. I woke up to the smell of food cooking. And thank goodness, too. Even though Tori was off, she didn't feel like cooking so I ate their normal diet of Lo Mein noodles and pepperoni pizza for the past few days. But something smelled a tad bit familiar. I rolled out of bed, dressed in nothing but my boxers. I stretched and walked down the hall until I reached the kitchen where Tori was dressed in her pajamas and an apron with little apples all over it. I yawned to announce myself to her.

"Good morning, Andre," she beamed and looked over at me. "I made eggs, biscuits, sausage and waffles! Bacon's almost done." she smiled.

"Damn, I didn't know people ate on Thanksgiving morning. I figured you'd have the turkey in the oven already," I said, walking into the kitchen. I stood behind her and held her, and kissed her on the cheek. I grabbed her ass and then her breasts. "How about we do a little somethin-somethin' on the couch before Trina gets up," I said and grinned. She pushed my hands off of her.

"Umph. That hurts. I think I'm getting my period soon. My boobs always get a little tender before I start," she told me, turning around and kissing me on the cheek. She laughed at my face, which turned from a devilish smile to a slight grimace. "Still wanna have sex?"

"Not really, too much info, chica," I said and kissed the back of her hand.

"And we're not having turkey today," she said, moving away to take the bacon off the stove.

"What do you mean we're not having turkey? It's Thanksgiving! We have to have turkey," I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"Well, I didn't want to cook a huge turkey because Trina isn't even going to be here tonight. She's going to work to make some extra money. Apparently they're going to dress as pilgrims and Indians," she shrugged. "Soooo, we're having a spaghetti dinner. Just you and me, babe," she said and smiled over her shoulder.

"I must say that this will be my first Thanksgiving without turkey. I'm sure my grandma will have some turkey leftovers when I see her on Saturday," I snuck in. She didn't know that I was leaving her before Monday.

"Saturday? I thought you were staying with me during your whole break…" she said sadly.

"Tori, I have to see my grandma. It's the holidays and I haven't seen her since July."

"Well, you haven't seen me since July either!" she snapped.

"Hey, hey," I said gently and moved behind her once again. I rubbed her shoulders. "It's okay. I'll be back in a month for two weeks for Christmas and New Year's. I promise I'll spend all of that time with you, because my grandma's heading to Colorado to spend Christmas with my uncle," I said and moved her hair from her neck. I kissed the back of it lightly. She turned around and pressed her forehead onto mine.

"Okay. I'm sorry. Like I said, I'm pretty sure I'm going to start my period like tomorrow or today even. My hormones are going crazy," she apologized.

"Well, I know how you can take out your feelings," I smiled and grinned once again.

"Yeah, I guess we should. Before I'm all blo-"

"Tori. No. Don't ruin the moment," I said, putting my finger to her lips to hush her. "Let's eat first."

"Yes, because I'm super hungry," Tori laughed.

We ate and we had sex. Then Tori ate a little bit more and we had sex again. And we were going to have sex a third time, but Trina woke up and the both of us had promised not to make her feel like a third wheel. Both times were unprotected. The first time, I pulled out and came on her face, just like in the pornos she claimed to like to watch. It was kind of weird, but I couldn't complain. I had always wanted to do that to a girl, because it was extremely hot to me. The second time we had sex, she assured me that it was okay to come inside of her because she was practically on her period and it was safe to do that. Well, safer than to do it than not on her period. After a couple of minutes of debating, I let her have it. She used her pussy muscles and pushed most of it out, again like the girls in the pornos she watched did. When I told her that it was called a "cream-pie" she simply replied, "Mm, that sounds really good right about now." And I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice her weight gain. At first I didn't. Like the day she picked me up. But seeing her naked showed how her tummy was no longer as firm as it used to be. I didn't see her ribs when she lied down beside me, and I couldn't feel her hipbones unless I pressed into them with my fingers a little. Before they just stuck out on their own. She would go ballistic if I said anything though, so I didn't. She was Tori and even if she gained fifty pounds, I would still love her.

"I have like three hours before I gotta get to work," Trina said. It was four in the afternoon.

"Why do you have to be there so early?" Tori asked.

We were sitting on the couch watching what was left of the parade that happened in New York every Thanksgiving as far as I knew. I always wanted to attend it, but I couldn't this year. I already made my promise to stick with Tori my next school break. But maybe next year – hell, maybe I could be a performer next year! Our school had a float in the parade but I already missed it by the time we all remembered that there was one today.

"I have to help set up decorations. It's going to be this big thing. You guys should come," Trina smiled and raised her eyebrow at me behind Tori, who was sitting in the middle.

"Trina quit trying to get my boyfriend to see you naked!" Tori said, elbowing Trina in the ribs a bit.

"Oh puh-uh-lease! If I wanted him to see me naked, he would've already experienced the wonderment that is Spicy Fox here in our apartment, baby sister," she laughed.

"Maybe it could be fun, Tori, we can go after dinner. I mean, we can't just eat and fuck all day and night," I spoke up. Tori gasped and looked at me then at Trina.

"Ugh, fine. But we're only eighteen. How the hell are we going to get in? Isn't it twenty-one and older?" Tori asked.

"Wait, if it's twenty-one and older, how the hell are you dancing there?" I asked, looking over at Trina.

"The dancers have to be eighteen or older. It's twenty-one plus at the door because of the alcohol being served, duh. And besides, I'm going to be twenty-one pretty soon, not that I need to be. I get drinks whenever I want there, and for free," Trina gloated. "So are you guys coming or what? I need to call Arnie and get you on the V.I.P. list so you don't have any trouble."

"Ooh, V.I.P. list!" I said when Tori's eyes looked over and stabbed me like daggers. "I mean, yeah, we going, babe?"

"Yes. If that's really how you wanna spend Thanksgiving, we can. But we aren't staying to see you dance, Trina," Tori said and sighed. "The last time I saw you naked was when we could both fit into the tub together. Now it would just be too weird," she finished and stood up from the couch. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm kind of tired. Mind if I take a nap, Andre?"

I shook my head. "Go ahead. You were up pretty early anyway, and we were pretty busy if I do say so myself. I might come join you in a little bit," I smiled.

"Mmkay. Love you," she said, bending over to kiss me. I kissed her back. "Play nice, Trina. No asking weird big sister questions," she said and walked off.

"Yeah yeah, whatever," Trina responded. There was a brief moment of quiet, besides the TV and then I heard Trina clear her throat. "So, how are you two doing?"

I felt a little nervous. "We're good. You know, it's tough because we're so far apart. But we try to web-chat every day, and if not, we call each other. Even if it's for just a minute. Sometimes, it's what gets me through a bad day," I smiled, turning a bit so that I was facing her.

"She really loves you, you know. And I know about your whole agreement about how you guys can date other people. But she hasn't. You know, except for Beck, but I wouldn't really call what they had dating," she said.

"Wait, what? What are you talking about?" I asked. I could feel my heart beat quicken.

"Uhh, nothing. Forget what I said. Yeah, Robbie and I are the same. I miss him a whole lot. It's hectic because I work at night. Like when it's ten at night over there in France, it's two in the afternoon here and I'm usually still asleep. I can't wait until he comes back next month."

"Trina, stop. What are you talking about? You better tell me or I'm going to just go in there and wake her up," I said. I could feel myself getting angry.

"Andre, don't," she sighed. "Okay, I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to tell Tori that you know. At least not now, not today. Maybe discuss it after you leave? Because she'll-"

"Trina!" I exclaimed. "Just say it."

"She and Beck had sex. It was one time. And she even told him that it meant nothing. That the whole time she was basically thinking of you. Andre, she didn't mean to. She made a mistake – I'm sure you gave into some temptation over in New York. You can't be mad, okay?"

But I was mad. I stood up and started to pace the floor. "You're wrong. Yes, I had plenty of opportunity to sleep with other girls. And yes, I even wanted to. But you know what? I swear on my grandma's future grave that I didn't fuck anyone. I took one of my female classmates to see a movie, yes, but it was for an assignment. I can't believe this shit! I don't know who to be mad at more, Beck or Tori…" I said, my hands were fists that got tighter and tighter.

"Be mad at Beck, Andre," Trina said, walking over to me and holding me still by the shoulders. "You introduced Tori to sex, so of course she's curious. She tried it with Beck to see if she was missing out on anything. She told me she likes it better with you and only you. She loves you, and she made a mistake."

"Just one time, right? I don't want any more lies. You're her sister and she tells you everything. Trina, I love Tori and I've been thinking of asking her to marry me. Not soon, but soon enough, when I can save up for a ring. But I have to know it all."

"Okay. Well. Maybe you should sit down," Trina said softly. I took a seat on the couch once again and looked up at her. She was standing in front of the TV and sighed. "Okay, well, she practiced on Beck. She gave him a blow job once when they took some ecstasy pills. He tried to go further than that, and this was before you guys were a thing keep in mind, but she wouldn't let him. In fact, she puked, heh. And then…um…ugh. I don't even know how to word this. There was one other time, before she got here because as you know she moved here early. Well, it wasn't because of the fight between Dad and her. It was, uh, because Beck raped her, Andre," she said and looked me in the eyes. I knew it hurt her to say it, so I couldn't act mad.

"What…?" I said. It was all I could say.

"Yeah. Um. He gave her a roofie, and they were having sex, this is the only other time though…and she wanted him to stop, but he kept going. He swore up and down that it was just strong X, but she went and got a piss test done to prove it and she had Rohypnol in her system."

I couldn't take it anymore. I nearly exploded. "If I leave now, how long will it take to get to LA?" I said.

"What? Why?" Trina said.

"I'm going to fucking kill Beck. I'm going to murder him," I growled, shooting up from the couch. I started to look for Tori's car keys.

"Andre, c'mon. He got what he deserved. Some kids beat the living snot out of him at school," she said, following after me.

"That's not nearly enough! I ought to chop his fucking nuts off, and feed them to him!" I shouted. It was quiet for a moment as we looked towards the hall where Tori stepped in.

"What's going on…?" Tori asked, sleepily.

I couldn't hold on anymore. I was heated to the bone. I was deeply upset. I started to sob as I walked towards her with open arms. All my anger about her sleeping around with Beck disappeared as I saw that angelic face of hers. "I'm so sorry, baby. I wasn't here to protect you. I'm so fucking sorry," I cried, holding her tight.

I never wanted to let her go.