491The funniest answer is: Llama's because that's totally good point. This chapter is dedicated to you. Don't worry. My next story: Crazy Ride will have this "dumb question" thing too. It should be out sometime later tonight, hopefolly.
Struggles She Faced, Chances He Took
Digidestend Angel and Izzy
I do NOT own Victorious
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Never Take a Breath For Granted
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(Beck's POV)
It's been about a week since the whole drama with Dean took place at Cat's house and the gossip has died down at school. After school today, we came back to my RV and now we're cuddled up in my bed.
No, we haven't done ANYTHING.
Get those dirty thoughts out of your head.
Unless you weren't thinking that…then what I'm saying has no meaning what-so-ever.
Anyways, Cat is still emotionally distant from everyone, including me. Her back is still sore, but the bruises on her forehead and nose are going away, thank goodness.
Frankie came back home after a few days and spent a couple days doing nothing, but caring for her. All of the sudden, he had to leave again for a day or two. He wasn't sure.
Jeez, the guy travels too much.
Cat wrote another song. It's probably the most depressing song I have ever heard. She has a buyer who really wants the song, so we're both going to Andre's later to have her record it.
I feel her shiver and I tighten my arms around her, trying to give her warmth. It is pretty cold outside. "You feeling okay, Cat?" I whisper to her.
She turns around in my arms, wincing at the contact on her back, and faces me. She simply shrugs and stares into my eyes. "Do you like the lyrics to my new song?"
I sigh deeply. "The truth?" She nods timidly. "It's a beautiful song, but it's so depressing."
"Can I tell you a secret about it?" She gives me a small smile.
My eyes widen a bit. "A secret about the song? Sure."
"You can't tell anyone. Not A-N-D-R-E or anyone." She signs with a serious face. She holds out her pinky for her "pinky promises" she always makes us do.
I immediately wrap my free pinky around hers and give it a kiss at the same time, making her smile again. "I promise."
She bites her lip, but looks back at me. "The song is not to anyone in particular. It is to something specific. My voice."
I get confused. "Your voice?"
"I want my voice to hear my cries." She signs with a sadden expression. "When I dream at night, I always dream of my voice in some way or another. Lately, I have been having nightmares about D-E-A-N, but at least in my dream, I'm screaming."
I want to growl out my anger, but I don't. I'm glad she can hear her voice in her dreams, but the thought of her being frightened and I can't protect her just hurts me.
"I want to talk again." I see tears brim her eyes. "I want you to hear my voice. I want to sing. I want to scream and shout. I want to tell you I love you."
I bring her closer to me and she silently sobs into my chest, gripping my t-shirt with her small fists. "Oh, Cat…" I don't know what to say. "I love you so much. Just seeing you sign to me that you love me is more than enough. I can see it in your eyes when you sign it. You mean it. I know you love me. I love you too. You may not be able to talk, but my God, you're still an angel to me. You're my angel."
Cat looked up and smiled. "I'm always going to be your princess too, right?"
I kiss her forehead. "Forever and always, babygirl. You're my princess, who I'll cherish and protect for the rest of my life." She snuggled closer to me and I smell the scent from her hair, which smells of peach. "I love you, girl." I whisper, wanting nothing more than to stay like this for the rest of my life.
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"Alright, Cat, you ready?" Andre asked, getting ready to press record. His headphones on and a microphone in front of his face, since going to sing the song she wrote. Cat was going to play the piano to it. Cat sighed silently and looked to me. I gave her thumbs up, even though I hate this song more than anything. She gives the OK to Andre and puts her fingers on the piano. Andre presses record.
Cat starts playing on the keys.
I love her piano playing. It's so gentle and soft. I've never heard anything quite as beautiful. She can also play the flute and the violin, which are both the most angelic thing I've ever heard. Her guitar playing is professional and strong. She revealed to me that she can also play the Harp. It shocked me, but she's the kind of girl that would want to learn something to complex.
Andre starts singing.
Hear me…
Hear me…
You gotta be out there…
You gotta be somewhere…
Wherever you are…I'm waiting.
Cause there are these nights where…
I sing myself to sleep…
And I'm hopin' in my dreams bring you close to me…
Are you listening?
Hear me,
I'm crying out…
I'm ready now…
Turn my world upside down…
Find me…
I'm lost inside the crowd,
It's getting loud…
I need you to see…
I'm screaming for you to please…
Hear me…
Hear me…
I used to be scared of…
Letting someone in…
But it gets so lonely being on my own…
No one to talk to…
And no one to hold me…
I'm not always strong…
Oh, I need you here…
Are you listening?
Hear me,
I'm crying out…
I'm ready now…
Turn my world upside down…
Find me…
I'm lost inside the crowd,
It's getting loud…
I need you to see…
I'm screaming for you to please…
Hear me…
I'm restless and wild,
I fall, but I try…
I need someone to understand-
Can you hear me?
I'm lost in my thoughts,
And oh, I've fought
For all that I got…
Can you hear me?
Hear me,
I'm crying out…
I'm ready now…
Turn my world upside down…
Find me…
I'm lost inside the crowd,
It's getting loud…
I need you to see…
I'm screaming for you to please…
Hear me…
Hear me…
Ohh…
Hear me…
Hear me…
Hear me…
Cat finishes piano playing to the end and Andre presses STOP. He sends me a grin. "You're girlfriend can play that piano there. Mmmhmmm."
I chuckle. "Back off, man. I found her first."
Cat is blushing now.
"Anyways, Cat, I'm going to download this onto a CD and we'll go show it to the artist who wants to buy it tomorrow." Andre tells her and she nods, happy she was done.
Did I mention that both Cat and Andre sometimes do this little business together? Sometimes Cat can do these things on her own, but sometimes she can't. When she sold her one song to Katy Perry, that one was on her own. It was a big gig, so her brother gave her some connections. So Cat and Andre split the money for the times they do this together. They present it together and get the credit together.
I kind of wish I had that talent.
I'll stick to my acting, guitar, and dancing skills.
As soon as we leave and get into my car, I put the car in drive and Cat takes that moment to rest her head on my arm, wrapping hers around it, and I take her hand into mine.
I swear…the whole world could be burning to hell, but if I'm with Cat, I'm in complete solitude and peace of mind. Nothing could take me off this high.
"Hey, Cat?" I ask softly.
She takes her head off my arm and looks up at me, with her big brown eyes that I just melt into.
I smile. "Will you marry me?"
She smiles brightly and nods, sitting up to give me a kiss on the cheek.
I chuckle. "I love you, Caterina Valentine."
Thanks to:
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Llama
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