I'm about to upload every chapter left and be done with FanFic forever. I screwed up and found out I upset a faithful reviewer/great writer on here. In all honesty, Jayson my fiancée abuses me, guys. So every time I have a moody episode, I'm sorry. I get overwhelmed, okay? I'm so sorry! I know nothing I can say can make anything better because I (excuse my language) fuck up everything all the time! I seriously never do anything right! I'm done! I'm just done! With this site and WITH LIFE! I leave you with these last chapters and then I'm done…I'm sorry for bothering anyone and hurting people's feelings. I'm a fucked up screw up and always will be.
-D-A-
Everybody's Fool
Digidestend Angel
I Do NOT Own Victorious or Any Of The Songs Used
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Chapter Thirty-Two
Another Bridge To Cross
WHAT'S NEW ON TheSLAP?
Cat Valentine: Received good, yet bad news from the doctor…phooey. Mood: Still Pregnant :)
Jade West: Cat, what do you mean bad news? That's it. I'm coming over! Mood: Worried
Tori Vega: I'm coming too, Cat! Don't worry! I'll be there soon! Mood: Worried-er!
Andre Harris: Worried sick about my Lil' Red…let's hope everything turns out okay. Mood: Worried Sick!
Robbie Shapiro: WHAT? Cat, are you alright? WHAT'S WRONG? I'M HEADING OVER TOO! HANG ON! Mood: WORRIED TIMES 50!
Beck Oliver: Um, WTF did I miss? I'm on my way too, Cat. Mood: Uh, WTF?
Cat Valentine: Uh…okay. I guess I'll have Andre take me to the store so we can have a barbecue if everyone's coming over… Mood: Pregnant :)
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Andre watched as Cat took forever picking out meat in the frozen meats section and sighed. "I'm bored."
"You could've just dropped me off and I would've taken a cab back." Cat sounded as if she repeated herself a million times already.
"I told you that I would rather have my balls cut off than leave you here at the store alone." Andre replied, also sounding like he said that a few times before.
Cat sharply turned to him. "That can be arranged."
"Please, don't." Andre watched her put two pounds of meat in the cart and he followed her to the vegetable tables. "So how are you going to break the news to Beck and the others?"
"Hell if I know." Cat sighed, putting a hand subconsciously on her teeny tiny baby bump. "Beck's going to be absolutely devastated though. I'm a bit worried to tell him."
"He just wants you healthy, Lil' Red."
"That's the thing." Cat looked to him. "That's all he wants, but the doctor just told me that there's a high possibility that giving birth to the baby could cause heart failure for me. The baby will be perfectly fine, which I know Beck will be relieved about, but the last thing he wants is to lose me." She sighed, grabbing a plastic bag and picking out a few tomatoes. "I don't know what's going to happen now."
"Just do what the doctor said. Try to stay off your feet as much as possible." Andre told her.
"Easier said than done." Cat replied, moving on to the watermelons. "I'm a dance teacher, who has to add one more class in the week because the recital is only 2 months away. AND my dance teacher wants me to step it up a notch for my recital dance, so I have to add an extra hour to my lesson. So now on Wednesdays, I have to be there at 6:30, not 7:30." Cat let out a breath. "Oh, I'm already stressing out."
"Okay, well, other than those things, try to stay off your feet." Andre tried to compromise.
"We'll see."
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As Andre and Cat pulled up to her home and parked in the driveway, the others were already there, talking outside the front door until they rushed up to the car. Beck walked over to the passenger door and helped Cat out and kissed her lips. "Cat, what happened?" He asked, with a hint of concern in his voice. He wrapped a protective arm around her waist as he shut the car door and walked her up to the front door. The others followed with the grocery bags of food.
Cat took out her house key. "I'll tell you guys after dinner." She said firmly as she opened the door and walked quickly over to the alarm system, turning it off with the code.
"Dang, Cat, you're house is beautiful!" Tori exclaimed as she followed the others to the kitchen.
"You haven't seen it yet?" Cat put her purse and keys on the table in the living room. "Oh, oops. I guess we should've had a get-together sooner."
"You've only been here two weeks." Jade told her as they put away the food for her. "But damn, I wish we had appliances like this at my apartment. These are freaking expensive." She said, admiring the see-through cabinets, dishwasher, and fridge. "Why can't my parents be like yours?"
"My parents are the best ever." Cat smiled. "Okay, please tell me one of you knows how to barbecue."
Beck chuckled. "I do, don't worry."
"Yay!" Cat cheered, kissing his lips. "It's all happy!"
"I hate happy." Jade mumbled.
"We know that, Queen of Doom." Tori scowled as Jade grabbed a knife. "AH!"
Cat reached over and snatched the knife away. "Not in my house!" She suddenly giggled. "That has a nice ring to it."
Everyone rolled their eyes and went their own way. Beck went to start up the barbecue, while Tori and Jade worked to get the meat ready. Cat started washing the veggies down so they were clean to cut up and eat. Andre went over to her, as Robbie went out with Beck to see if he needed help. "Cat, you really should rest and stay off your feet." He told her sternly. "I'm just looking out for you." He defended himself when Cat gave him a glare. "Don't kill me."
"I'll rest later." Cat told him as she continued doing her work.
Andre sighed deeply. "Here, let me help."
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After eating dinner out on Cat's back patio and relaxing, catching up on things, and filling their stomachs up, Cat knew it was just about that time to talk about what's going to be happening. She was so worried about their reactions. Andre wasn't even taking it well, so how would the others? Beck was going to be heartbroken and in quite a panic, which she was completely sure of. He was so protective of her, but he'll be saddened to realize that this is the one time he can't save her from this.
It'll crush him.
"Well, as you guys know, I went to the doctors today." Cat started after everyone settled down. She let a shaky breath and her palms were sweaty with nervousness. She was just about ready to cry. She looked across the table and saw Andre giving her an encouraging, yet sympathetic look. Beck softly began rubbing her back, waiting for the news of what would be happening to his fiancée. Tori was sitting on the other side of her, holding Cat's hand suddenly, with fear in her eyes. Jade sat beside Andre, shockingly, and stared at her best friend with intensity. Robbie was on the other side of Jade, looking worried as well. "Let me start by saying, the baby is fine and healthy, and he or she will be alright."
Everyone let out a breath.
Beck froze. "Wait…so if the baby is alright…Cat, what's the bad news?"
Cat looked at him, tears brimming her eyes. "It's me that's in trouble."
Beck's eyes squeezed shut, his lip trembling. "No…"
"What's wrong with you?" Jade asked, with true concern. They weren't used to hearing that from the usually heartless Goth.
"Well…even though I had only starved myself and forced myself to puke for a year and a half, it's already taken a toll on my insides. Long story short…giving birth could overwhelm my heart and…" She sighed. "It can cause heart failure for me. The baby will be perfectly fine, as far as we know, but I may not be okay." When she saw everyone speechless, and Tori began crying silently, Cat decided to continue. "They kept trying and trying to convince me to abort the baby, but I strictly told them no. I'm going to try and get through this. I'm going to be strong."
Beck suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him, and rested his chin on the top of her head, trying not to try. The rest of the gang were still in shock, unable to comprehend the reality that their little redhead friend they cherished so much may not be there with them after giving birth to her first baby, which scared them greatly. They were her protectors, just like Beck was, so it hurt to know that they couldn't do anything to keep Cat sheltered from this.
"We're going to be here for you, Cat." Tori finally spoke, wiping her tears away. "We're not going to abandon you or Beck right now or anytime soon."
"Is there anything you can do?" Robbie asked.
Cat nodded. "They said it'll help if I try to stay off my feet as much as possible. They totally didn't want me to continue my dance classes and my lessons, but I've already pushed myself this far, so I can't stop now. I have to eat healthy, which they gave me a packet of what to eat and what not to eat, along with maybe some exercises I could try out, if I feel up to it." She grinned to Beck. "Sorry, honey, but they said no sexual intercourse."
Beck attempted to chuckle, but it didn't come out very well. "Damn it all." He said in a raspy voice.
Cat rubbed his leg to comfort him, knowing he was dying inside. "It's going to be alright." She looked to the rest of the table. "With you guys by my side, supporting me and giving me the courage to face this, I can fight this. I'll make sure my body will be up to this and…if I don't make it, that's okay. It's God's Will. God has a plan here. Just like He does for the rest of our trouble that each and every one of us goes through, He has something up His sleeve."
"That Dude upstairs needs to stop messing with our lives though, because sometimes it pisses me off." Jade muttered, making everyone laugh half-heartedly.
Beck kissed the side of Cat's head and held her close, with both arms wrapped around her. He was the main one of the group that wasn't handling this well, obviously. Cat was his sweet, precious angel, as he continuously named her as. He just was able to get her back after being separated and hated by her for weeks, and now he has to face the harsh truth that there was a chance he may lose her to giving birth to his child. Yup. The world might as well put a gun to his head and pull the trigger because he felt like jumping off the nearest bridge.
As everyone was cleaning up, Cat came up from behind Beck as he was wiping down the barbecue. "Hey." She whispered as she wrapped her arms around his torso, leaning her head on his back.
Beck gulped, trying not to breakdown. "Hey, babygirl." He whispered.
"I love you." Her small voice made it to his ears.
He smiled softly. "I love you too."
"We can get through this, okay?" Cat said as he rubbed his thumbs over her hands that were holding him close to her. "Together, we can get through anything." He nodded numbly. "Remember what you said?" Cat asked. "We've crossed so many bridges together, so we can cross this one too. We're in deep love and have unconditional love. There's nothing that can stop us from facing the world hand-in-hand."
"You're right." Beck rubbed his lips together. "I can't lose you, Cat."
Cat smiled. "We just have to pray, okay?"
"Okay." He sighed deeply. "I'm praying. I'm praying."