Everybody's Fool
Digidestend Angel
I Do NOT Own Victorious or Any Of The Songs Used
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Chapter Thirty-Five
Chance
As he kept his distance from the female co-star of the movie, stunts double Beck Oliver went over his stuns he'd be doing for the scene with the director. "And that's all." The director stated after explaining everything. "Easy, right? You could do this in your sleep."
Beck blinked. "Where do you think I sleep? In a bed? Or in a zoo?"
The director just laughed and walked off. "Alright, we roll in five!" He called out, everyone getting in their places.
Beck sighed as he went to go grab a drink of water when the devil's slut herself walked up to him. He groaned. "Dude, go away." He glared to Alyssa in annoyance and frustration.
Alyssa Vaughn smirked as she leaned against the snack table. "What's the problem?"
"Well, let's see…because of you, my fiancée dumped my sorry ass for weeks, which was complete torture for me to be away from her that long. So I hate you." Beck bluntly, but seriously told her. He hated being reminded of the pain and shock he put Cat through. "Leave me alone." Cat was never jealous, BUT she made it absolutely clear that if he was caught with the supermodel ever again, she'd make sure Jade would bury him in the desert, never to be found.
"Beckett, what is wrong with you?" Alyssa said with venom, getting closer to him. "I'm actually quite attracted to you, and YET you are standing here, rejecting me for a plain girl? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"My fiancée is not plain…she is far from it." Beck said with his teeth clenched together. "She's the most beautiful, alive person on this whole damn planet. I still can't believe I fell into your trap for those magazine stories, but regardless, I have her back and I'm not losing her again. Understand?" Beck warned her. "Besides, you're nothing, but a slutty model, who wants nothing, but attention. Girls like you make me sick."
"Yeah, that's why you made out with me, kissed my neck-"
"Don't bring that up." Beck growled. "Just don't."
"I saw a picture of your fiancée in one of the magazines." Alyssa said, picking at her flawless, clean nails. "She's decent looking, but really? A skeleton look-a-like with freakish red hair and she's so helpless that she was kidnapped? You really know how to pick them." She rolled her eyes. "Why would you want a useless wannabe like her? You can have me…so really, I don't understand why you choose her."
"Easy." Beck glared to her. "I love and adore her more than anything else in this whole world. Without her in my life, I'd be nothing of importance. She's pregnant with my child as well. 3 months."
"If you were with me, you'd be doing MUCH bigger things then being stuck as a stunts double, with a boring girlfriend, and a bastard child." Alyssa seethed. "You could be an actor, model, or anything you want. I could give you that."
"Never happening." Beck told her, walking away. "I'll make it on my own."
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WHAT'S NEW ON TheSLAP:
Beck Oliver: Ooh, Alyssa Vaughn pisses me off… Mood: Offended
Cat Valentine: Eek! My tummy is getting slowly getting bigger! YAY! Soon, Beck's taking me to buy Maternity clothes! Mood: Pretty and Pregnant :)
Jade West: Needs a drink…no, no, I need 10 drinks. Mood: Bugged Out
Tori Vega: I hate homework! It just keeps me from having a life! …even though I haven't had one since high school :( Mood: Lonely
Robbie Shapiro: Anybody remember "Pebble and the Penguin" movie? Brings back old childhood memories…not good ones though. Mood: Childish
Andre Harris: Went to lunch with my Lil' Red today and she snagged me a date with this waitress there! THANKS LIL RED! Mood: Proud
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Cat hummed softly to herself as she sat on the swinging bench on her front porch a little before sundown, listening to Carrie Underwood's new album, Blown Away, on her iPod and reading a baby name book that weighed more than her Yorkshire Terrier, who was now living with her. He was sitting next to her on the cushioned seat, dressed in a pale blue polo shirt and a visor on his head, sleeping. Her stomach had a larger, but still petite baby bump, which she was quite proud of.
When she saw a tall, masculine shadow come onto the porch, that didn't resemble Beck, Andre, or Robbie, Cat looked up and took one of the earphones out. She gulped as the large, dark skinned man in a pure black suit with a shiny white tie on it came closer to her, but stopped a few feet away from her swing. When he didn't say a word, Cat was a little nervous. "Um…can I help you?" She practically squeaked out.
The man cleared his throat. "My name is James Graham. My boss needs to speak with Beck Oliver."
Cat nodded, not wanting to piss the guy off, and took out her phone, dialing Beck's number.
"Why, hello, my sweet angel."
"Beck, can you come over? Like now?"
"Why? Are you alright? I'm on my way."
"Okay…and I'm fine." She looked back at the emotionless man. "There's someone who wants to speak with you and he's standing on my front porch."
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Beck raced out of his car when he saw a short length limo out front Cat's small house. He raced up to her porch, where she was still there. There was a tall man in a suit standing next to the steps, and another man, who was shorter than both of them in the seat across from Cat. He was light skinned, with a grey suit on, and white curly hair. He had one of those rich, million dollar smiles plastered on his face as he stood up when Beck came up with pissed off eyes. Beck shot Cat a comforting glance to let her know that everything was alright as she was biting her bottom lip, watching the scene. Immediately after, he sharply looked back to the short man with a devilish glare.
"Hello, Mr. Oliver." He held out his hand for Beck to shake.
Beck glared, not accepting the handshake. "Who are you? Why did you come to my fiancée's home to find me?" He didn't appreciate two men practically trespassing on Cat's property. "If you needed to find me, there could've been a way you found my phone number or address. My fiancée is not the one people need to bother at her home." He was sure the two men sensed Beck's rage and anger, which was still rising.
"Mr. Oliver, my name is Eli Cameron and I am a casting agent. We were given a call that you'd be interested in expanding your career in acting. I hear you're a stunts double now and have done a movie before this one as a stunts double. Both movies have made it to the top of the box office. Congrats." Eli cleared his throat before continuing. "Usually my services cost quite a bit, but a lady friend of yours is paying for everything."
"Who?" Beck narrowed his eyes at the man.
"Alyssa Vaughn." He answered simply. "She said you had asked for her help and pleaded with her to help you get some roles in movies and shows, which is where I come in."
Cat gasped.
Beck winced and turned to her. "Cat, Alyssa lied to him. She brought it up to me, but I told her no, and I didn't need her help to get my career started." He turned back to Eli. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in your services. I don't accept help from Alyssa Vaughn, for I did NOT ask for her help. Why did you come to my fiancée's home though? Alyssa, unfortunately, knows my cell phone number. She could've given that to you."
"She said that you come over here often, so you'd probably be here with your middle class girlfriend, as you referred to her to Alyssa." Beck clenched his fists and Eli took a step back. "I'm just repeating what Miss Vaughn told me."
"Well shut up because Alyssa told you NOTHING, but lies." Beck growled. "I am not interested in your services. Please, leave NOW."
"What?" Eli was beside himself. "Mr. Oliver, I have movie roles lined up for you and my services are free to you. Do you really want to pass this up?"
"No, he doesn't." Cat's voice suddenly spoke up. Beck sharply looked to her with an angry scowl and she tried to stand up from the bench. He rushed over and helped her, so she wouldn't lose balance and she put her hands to her pregnant stomach. "Beck, he has a valid point." She said to him. "This chance will not come again. A casting agent costs an arm and a leg. Please, Beck. Take this. This is your dream come true."
"I don't want help from that witch." Beck told her firmly.
"Let go of your pride, will you?" Cat snapped. "Take it!"
"NO!"
"Beck, you have a son or daughter on the way!" Cat glared to him. "You have to support me and the baby somehow! Your stunt double career isn't bringing in the big bucks, if you know what I'm indicating here! You wanted a baby, so you're getting one, but they cost money! Take the job!"
"I can get my own roles ON MY OWN!"
Cat smiled sweetly suddenly. "You can move in with me if you take the job."
Beck suddenly turned to Eli, who smirked. "You have yourself a deal, Mr. Cameron."
Cat giggled. "So pathetic…"
Beck gave her a quick glare before turning his attention back to Eli.
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Beck spent the night over at Cat's that night and as they went to bed, Cat felt that he was a bit tense, so she made him roll over. She climbed on top of him, straddling his back, and put her hands to work on his shoulders. "How's that feel, baby boy?" She said gently, close to his ear, making him shiver with pleasure. She giggled. "I'm guessing you feel good…I thought this would help ease some stress."
Beck groaned, but with relaxation as he enjoyed her back massage he was giving him. "Yes, this feels so perfect. Mm, Cat, this feels so good."
"You have a few knots in your muscles." Cat pouted as she continued on with her mission. "Poor Beck. Did you have a hard day at work?"
"Um…sort of. I don't care anymore though." He sighed out, but hissed at the pain, that eased up some. "Oh, Cat, you are hitting all the right spots."
"I thought I'd help some." Cat said sweetly. "I know my mood swings and cravings haven't helped you out either, since you already have school and work to deal with."
"Hey." Beck firmly caught her attention, but she still worked on his back. "Knock it off. I enjoy being there for you. You make me feel so needed and alive, so I don't give a crap about what you say."
Cat smiled. "You're such a sweet man. How did I ever deserve you?"
"No, the real question is: How did I deserve you?" Beck grinned, closing his eyes. "Cat, I'm feeling so much better. I really appreciate this."
"I could totally sense that you needed this." Cat told him. "I know you so well."
"Yes, you do." Beck looked up for a second to her. "We're just perfect for one another." Suddenly he turned around from under her and she leaned down as much as she could without hurting her pregnant stomach, and kissed his lips.