A/N: Cat has Anorexia. If you look it up, Anorexia can also involve them throwing up their food because someone made them eat, but otherwise, they don't eat. Cat doesn't eat until someone makes her eat…but what does she do afterwards? Throw up her food. Does she eat when no one's around to make her eat? No… Bulimia is people who binge, which means eats and eats non-stop, and then they feel guilty about it and throw up the food. Bulimics constantly do that. Cat hates food in this story, lol. Big difference. :) Yay, it's all happy now that we understand it! I should've posted this on the first chapter. I'm not the smartest tool in the shed.

Everybody's Fool

Digidestend Angel

I Do NOT Own Victorious or Any Of The Songs Used

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Chapter Two

Nothing

"Good job, girls!" Our favorite 5'2'' redhead cheered her dance class of young girls, who loved her as their dance teacher. "We're going to start practicing for our dance recital next week, so come prepared!" She smiled sweetly to the 20 girls between the ages of 6-10 years old.

"Bye Miss Valentine!" They all rang out at the same time as they grabbed their dance bags and water bottles, scurrying out and going to their cars where their parents or drivers were waiting for them. Cat smiled as she went to her stereo where her iPod was plugged into. She scrolled to her song she would be performing a solo for at the recital this summer. It was currently February. Her boyfriend would be picking her up around 7:30, and it was now 7:05.

With her hair up, her dance shorts, and long sleeve blouse, but the top was loosely hanging on from her upper arms and above her chest, leaving her shoulders bare. Her dance shoes that were almost identical to converse sneakers on her feet tightly and perfectly fit. She walked to the middle of the room and took the remote and pressed play before putting it in her strapless bra.

There's something I wanna say
Something that I've been holding back
Can't let it go another day
Let me start by saying that

Her left foot slid on the side of her body before spinning around, her hands sticking out to her sides, while her eyes were closed, getting into the music.

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, means more than the truth.

She did her famous jazz walk across the room before turning in her ballerina stance.

And truth is that I realize, love is fading from your eyes
Don't know how it came to this, but we gonna get it fixed tonight
Cus nothing, nothing,
Nothing, is worth losing you

She quickly glided across the room again before jumping in the air, doing a split while flying, before landing gracefully.

Tell me what could the problem be, that's got you drinking way too much
What could it be 'bout us
Don't you tell me not right now, I can't let it go
(I can't let it go, no I can't let it go, Oh nooo)

She slid to the ground, turning herself around on the floor, before jumping to her tippy toes, slowly standing up.

What can I do to help you see,
That there's no need for jealousy or insecurities
I'll do anything you want
You can even have the password to my phone

Cat spread her hands above her head and let them fall to her sides in a slow motion as her feet turned her around on the wooden floors.

Because nothing, nothing
Should come between us
Trust in me
Trust in me

Cat faced the mirror that took over the front wall, staring at herself, watching as her feet marched backwards, as her arms moved with her body roll that she did gracefully.

We should cherish every moment like it's the last
Trust in me
Trust in me

She repeated the move again, seeing that she just so happened to love that dance.

If your issues is with trust, hear me when I tell you this
No one else has shared my love, no one else has had your kiss

Cat playfully blew a kiss to the mirror as her right leg kicked up and dropped down to the ground.

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, can make me forget.

Cat shook her head at her reflection, letting her fingers make a "no-no" motion as she stepped back a few steps to the side.

(Noooo)

She did a stance before lifting herself up with one leg and spun around like a ballerina would quickly and with force to make herself spin faster.

Forget that you're a good man and I know that you've had it hard
Cus you're more than adequate, you're more than I wish for

Cat slid to the slide, doing a jazz walk across the floor again.

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, can make you any less.

Cat steadied herself before jumping up and doing a cartwheel with no hands in the air, and when she landed on her feet, standing back up, she lost blood in her head and fell backwards onto her bottom. She fell with a grunt. She heard running towards her. She let herself smile through her minor pain. Her boyfriend was here early. As he put his arms around her waist, she took out the remote and pressed "pause" to the music, making it stop. She moaned. "Hey, baby." She said with a sigh, knowing he would be worried now.

Beck kneeled in front of her, one of his arms wrapped around her to hold her close to him, and he put his other hand on her cheek. "Cat, what happened? You were perfect until that last cartwheel. You looked like you lost balance."

Cat forced a smile to him. "I'm fine. I didn't eat much before coming to work, so I must've felt a bit faint. I'll be fine, I promise."

Beck gulped, not knowing if he should believe her or not. He decided to go with believing her. "Let's get out of here and get some food in you. We can see that movie another day." He told her firmly as he helped her stand up. Cat smiled up at him. He leaned down and kissed her lips softly. "I love you."

Cat smiled against his lips. "I love you."

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Beck opened the door for his girlfriend of two years and Cat walked into the diner she and Beck had been going to together since they started college. They adored the service and milkshakes the place named Merles shared and gave to them. Beck took Cat's hand when he stepped in after her. They both smiled politely at the waitress on duty. "Hi, Darla!" Cat greeted in her usual happy tone.

"Hello, Cat! Hi, Beck!" The middle age woman called out as she was grabbing a tray of burgers from the cook. "Go ahead and sit, wherever you want!"

"Thank you!" Cat led Beck to the right side of the round restaurant.

They heard whistling.

The couple recognized them as the football team from their school.

"What's up, sexy?" One called out.

Cat regretted wearing her dance shorts out in public.

Beck wrapped a protective arm around Cat. "Back off." He threatened as they walked a few booths farther and then sat down. Beck noticed Cat was turning all the guys' heads in the diner as he put his arm over her shoulder and she snuggled up to him while looking at the menu. He smirked. Cat was with him. She was his. They could look, but they couldn't touch. He kissed her head and looked to her. "What are you getting?"

Cat hummed. "I don't know because everything looks so good!"

He chuckled.

"Beck, Cat, do you want your usual drink?" Darla called out from the counter.

They nodded and the waitress went straight to work on their milkshake.

Cat entwined their hands together with the hand over her shoulder. "I think I'm going to get the hamburger with no onions."

Beck nuzzled his head on hers. "Sounds delicious. I think I'll get the same."

Cat giggled. "Copy-catter!"

Beck shrugged. "You'll get over it."

She stuck her tongue out at him.

Darla came up in her roller blades, putting their milkshake on the table in front of them. She took her notepad out. "So what's it gonna be tonight, kids?"

"Two hamburgers with no onions, please." Beck ordered as Cat handed Darla the menu.

Darla nodded. "Coming right up!" She handed them two straws and a spoon, and then skated off to give the cook their order.

Cat squealed as she put the straws in. "I love our strawberry milkshake!"

Beck loved it when her eyes lit up. "I do too." He leaned forward and took a few sips through his straw out of their milkshake. They always shared the dessert. There were always two cherries on top. Cat squeaked as she took one and put it close to Beck's lips. Beck opened his mouth and Cat put the fruit inside, before he closed his mouth. She grabbed the other cherry and put it in her mouth, leaving the stem behind. Beck took the stem out and chewed the yummy treat. He kissed her lips, which of course, tasted like cherries. "I love you so much. You're so beautiful."

Cat looked up to him. "Am I really beautiful, Beck?"

Beck nodded. "Yes." He never could guess why she always needed the reassurance from him, but he constantly gave it to her. She was flawless in his eyes. "How was your dance class?"

"It was good." Cat licked some whip cream off her lips. "The girls are doing great! I decided we're going to start working on our recital dance next week!"

"That's going to be tough." Beck responded, taking his finger and wiping off some leftover cream on his girlfriend's face.

Cat giggled at his touch. "Yes, it is, but I think I can handle it."

"Of course you can." He kissed the top of her nose. "You can handle anything."

"How was work?" Cat asked him.

"Boring." Beck mumbled. "I hate my job."

"You're a stunts double, baby." Cat raised an eyebrow. "How can that be boring?"

"Because I have to sit there, watching the star do all the talking, acting, and stuff, while I have to do a 10 second part every now and then." Beck whined. "I hate waiting."

Cat kissed his cheek. "One day, you'll be the one up there on screen being the star."

"I hope so." Beck smiled. "You're always encouraging me."

"I'll always keep you going." Cat leaned her head on his shoulder and he held her closer to him. "Just like how you keep me going and going."

Beck kissed her forehead.

He couldn't live without her.

He'd never let her get away.

"I liked that song you were dancing to." Beck spoke up. "What's it called?"

"Nothing by Janet Jackson." Cat answered on the spot. "It's the song I'll be solo dancing to at the recital."

"I can't wait to see the whole thing without you collapsing." He teases her and pokes her stomach, making her roll her eyes. "Seriously, Cat, we've been through this already, haven't we? You need to eat before working so hard."

Cat sighs. "Can we please stop lecturing me?"

Their food comes and they eat, pay the check, leave Darla a big tip, and get out to walk out. As they do, a teenager playfully, yet harshly slaps Cat on the butt, making her squeak with fright.

Wrong move.

Beck put Cat behind him and punched the teenager in the face.

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