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Everybody's Fool

Chapter 46: I Hate My Reflection

I do NOT own Victorious

WHAT'S NEW ON TheSLAP?

Beck Oliver: Going to support my future wife today. I'm praying everything goes okay. Mood: Desperate

Cat Valentine: Therapy today…totally freaking out, but I realize I must do this for Beck and my son. Mood: Nervous!

Robbie Shapiro: Stupid Beck…he doesn't know how to make Cat feel beautiful so he sends her to a shrink? Great fiancée there… Mood: Angry

Jade West: Pissed that Beck is making Cat see a therapist…asshole. Mood: Peeved

Tori Vega: I hope the therapy session for Cat goes well today! I'm behind you 100 percent, Cat! Mood: Praying

Andre Harris: Babysitting baby Anthony while Beck and Cat go to therapy…hope my Lil' Red gets at least a little closure to this. Come on, girl, you're strong. Mood: Hoping

Trina Vega: Thinks everyone is being too weird about Cat's therapy session. Who cares? It's just Cat! Mood: Irritated

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Beck growled in his seat in the waiting room of the therapy office of Karen Lovegood. "Remind me to beat the living hell out of Robbie the next time I see him." He told Cat firmly, who was sitting next to him, holding his free hand. His other hand was clutching his cell phone. "Not to mention tell Jade off as well…jeez, why are those two idiots so against this?" When he received no answer from his bride-to-be, he looked over. He saw her tears threatening to fall from her beautiful brown eyes and she was absolutely pale. "Cat." He gave her hand a comforting squeeze.

"Please don't make me go." Her voice cracked. "I'm scared."

"Don't be, baby." He whispered as he turned his phone off and put it in his pocket. He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "This will be great for you. Just talk to her, okay? Tell her what you've been feeling. She won't tell me anything. It's only going to be you and she in the room and no one else will be listening. Sound proof walls." She sighed and he put an arm around her shoulders. "If it gets to be way too much for you, make sure you tell her to come get me and I'll help you calm down. I'm supporting you, Cat. Remember that. I'm behind you 110 percent. So is Anthony."

Cat nodded while biting her lip. "Kay-kay. I'm doing this for you and Anthony."

"And remember…you, Jade, and Tori are going dress shopping today." He tried to make her smile. "You get to pick out your wedding dress and the girls' bridesmaid dresses."

She looked to him and giggled. "I can't wait to marry you, Beck Oliver."

"I cannot wait for you to become my precious wife, Caterina –almost- Oliver." He chuckled and leaned his forehead against hers. "We'll get through this. We've been through so much. I don't think there's anything in this whole world that could break us apart."

"Except you cheating on me." Cat blurted out, but she didn't regret that.

Beck winced. "Yeah, okay, I deserved that one."

"Yes, you did." Cat pecked his lips. "I love you."

"I love you, sweet girl." He said with much emotion.

The door suddenly opened and they looked over to see a tall woman in a nice dressy blouse, with dress slacks, and high heels. She had medium length brown hair and tan skin. "Hello there." She walked up. "Did my secretary already discuss insurance and co-pays with you?"

"Yes, ma'am." Beck and Cat stood up after Beck answered. "I'm Beck Oliver, and this is my fiancée, Cat Valentine."

Cat nodded, forcing a smile, but she was shaking. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Lovegood."

"Please, call me Karen." She shook both their hands. "Are you both going in?"

"I think it'd be best for it to be just you and Cat for now." Beck answered. "But if you guys need me for any reason, I'll be out here." Karen nodded. Beck gave Cat a hug. "You can do this. You're strong."

Cat sighed deeply and released him, walking behind Karen out of the waiting room and into her office. "You're office is pretty." She said softly, looking around the purple painted walls and wooden shelves, with leather furniture and a black desk.

"Thank you." Karen smiled. "Go ahead and sit wherever you like."

Cat picked the couch, right in the middle. She put her purse beside her. Karen sat in a cushioned sheet across from her. "So it says in your file your name is Caterina." She started out. "Is your nickname Cat?"

Cat nodded. "Yes. No one really calls me Caterina, except for my boss and my grandmother did before she died a couple years back."

"Interesting." Karen said. "I think Cat suits you. With your wild hair color and big eyes, it just fits you."

"Thanks." Cat said, fiddling with her fingers.

"So Cat, let's talk about why you have come to me today." Karen started.

Cat sighed. "Well…I've been going through an eating disorder for almost 2 years now."

"Why's that?"

"In my freshman year of college, my professional dance teacher, who is the best of the best, insulted me constantly." Cat explained. "The first day, she said I needed to lose weight and be more graceful. Her words were so hurtful…especially the lose weight one. I never had thought of myself as fat before, but I wanted to do what she said. She's the best dancer around, you know? I wanted to impress her…it just backfired."

"How?"

Cat rubbed her lips together before speaking again. "I gained her respect around March of this last year after I stood up to her from all the verbal abuse. Right after, I was pregnant. And then right after I had my son…I began seeing myself as hideous and chubby in every mirror I looked into and passed." She closed her eyes. "I still see myself that way. I hate my reflection. My fiancée says I'm gorgeous and beautiful, but it's just so hard. I look in the mirror and see ugliness, making me not want to eat and puke out everything I was forced to eat right after a meal. Meanwhile, my fiancée sees a model, as he put it…I can't help, but believe he just says those things to make me feel better about myself."

"He's not." Karen spoke up. "You're a beautiful young lady, who's lost her way."

"They say that the eating disorder and all that verbal abuse now screwed up my mind and now it's become psychological that I see myself like that." She bit her lip. "I can't control this…I cannot control what I'm seeing in the mirror and any reflection I see of myself."

"Since this eating disorder became out of control, what has been the most dreadful thing you've experienced?"

"I think we all began to realize this was getting to be too much for me to handle was when I punched the mirror in my parents' bathroom in my old home." Cat admitted. "I had a nightmare of myself having fat thighs, huge arms, and a baggy stomach…it made me sick so I ran to the bathroom and made myself through up…and I looked in the mirror, still seeing that same ugly duckling and I punched the mirror…over and over and over and over…my knuckles on both hands were stabbed with shards of glass and I had stitches."

"Oh my." Karen breathed out. "You're right. The eating disorder did become psychological."

"Yes…and…" Cat's voice cracked as she tried not to cry. "I can't stop it. I try, but…I can't do it."

"You can't stop this overnight, nor can you do it alone." Karen told her. "People are here to help you, including me now. We're going to set up exercises and things you can do to remember that you are beautiful and you don't need to not eat, you don't need to make yourself throw up, nor do you see yourself in the mirror as, and I quote you on this, an ugly duckling." She said. "But you have to do your part, Cat. Can you?"

Cat shrugged.

"I believe you can." Karen told her. "You said you have a son?"

"Yes…he's everything to me." Cat answered.

"Then you fight for that little boy." Karen said. "Eating disorders can kill, Cat…and the way you're talking, this is getting quite dangerous. I'm worried that these things you speak of and what you're feeling continuously may send you over the edge and you'll hurt yourself."

"I don't want to though." Cat mumbled.

"Mental disorders are tricky things, Cat." Karen explained. "They show no mercy. Now I say we bring Beck in and vaguely discuss what you two will be working on until I see you next week." She said. "I hope we can beat this. We're a team now, Cat."

"A team?"

"Yes." Karen smiled. "But are you ready to face the enemy team?"

Cat let out a shaky breath. "I…I don't know."

"This next week, I challenge you to contemplate that if you are ready." Karen said. "If you don't think you are, then I have a plan to help you there."

Cat nodded. "Okay."

As Karen called Beck in, Cat couldn't help, but wonder if she really was ready to be back to her happy little self…

Was she ready to let go of her Anorexia?

Next chapter…after a couple hours of dress shopping, the girls are on the way home when suddenly a drunk driver comes out of nowhere and hits the passenger side of Jade's car…the exact place where Cat was sitting. Can Beck handle this one? Or was this the last straw that will send him over the edge?

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Random Fact About DA: Today (the 28th of August) is the official day that a year ago, I had written my first Victorious story. I remember because it was my birthday when I wrote it. It feels longer…I just deleted the story that I wrote. It was "Remind Me". I reposted it in my songfic story called "This Is Your Life". But yeah, not only is it my birthday today, it is also the one year anniversary of my first Victorious story. DOUBLE WHAMMY!