Struggles She Faced, Chances He Took

Digidestend Angel

Summary: Cat Valentine is the girl that never speaks and hasn't since her parents were murdered before her eyes when she was 7. Beck Oliver was just dumped in a humiliating way by his two year girlfriend. She wants to help him, but he finds ways he can help her too. He learns Sign-Language to help communicate with her better, and he realizes she struggles to survive in the world normally, dodge the prejudice remarks, and dirty looks. What else do people who suffer from Mutism go through? Beck's about to find out.

I do NOT own Victorious

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(A/N: When the text is like this: -example-, it's a text message. When it's like this: "example" it means they're using their sign-language.)


Chapter One

Hello World, Hello Innocent Girl

16 years old. Check.

6' 3''. Check.

Brown Wild Hair. Check.

Olive Color Skin. Check.

Driver's License. Check.

Independent. Check.

My name is Beckett Oliver. Check.

Yup, that's all me, but I prefer "Beck" for short. Beckett sounds way too fancy for me, and I am NOT fancy or anything remotely close to that. I am a gentlemen though, I'll give you that much. I treat girls with respect and dignity. They're all gorgeous and breathtaking, so why not treat them like their royalty? They bless me with the ability to look at them. Ha…ha…ha…I'm not in the joking mood or ready to laugh anytime soon.

You see, I've been dating Jade West for over 2 years now. We became a couple a week after we started high school at Hollywood Arts, and ever since then it has been a roller coaster ride. Jade is the moodiest, rudest, and just pain terrorizing in general, person you'll ever come across in your life! Why have I been with her for over 2 years? Easy. It was a thrill. She wanted to do crazy things, like go to concerts and parties.

But today she dumped me.

Her reason.

"You're just not fun anymore, Beck." I mumbled out loud, even though I'm pretty sure no one can hear me from the safety walls of my RV I live in, on my parents driveway.

I'm fun. Just not in the way she wants anymore. I'm tired of rock concerts, I'm tired of the drunken party nights, and I'm exhausted with the staying out late, doing nothing but making out. It's an awesome feeling, trust me. I love the making out. Lately, though, Jade has been wanting to "take it to the next level", which is meaning Sex.

I don't want sex yet.

Yes, I know, I'm a guy. Guys always want sex or anything related to that subject.

I would appreciate waiting till I'm married, thank you very much. Call me old fashion, but it's the truth, and I'm not changing my mind.

I guess it's a good thing we broke up…I need a girl who will respect my decisions as well. It's not always about the women in the relationship, you know?

Knock, knock, knock…

The knocks on my door were so soft, I almost couldn't hear it. I don't want to see anyone right now. I want to drown in my lonesome depression and eat until I'm fat and old, with grey hair.

Knock, knock…

Why? Just why?

I walk over to the door, down the steps, and open it carefully so I don't whack the person in the face. I'm shocked at who I see, even though it's not the first time she's come to my RV. My small redhead friend has only come over to practice for a scene or something, but not by random.

"Cat?" I ask in disbelief.

She blinks at me, holding up her phone in a timid manner.

"Oh yeah, come in!" I let out a dry laugh, forgetting her…well, I like to call it "condition" since I hate the real reason why she doesn't talk.

Her parents were brutally murdered here in Hollywood. I remember it. I know I was only 7 at the time this all happened, but their deaths were all over the news and newspapers. It was kind of hard not to forget about it. And their daughter, who survived, was so pretty, I couldn't keep my eyes off her.

Yes, I started my womanizing young.

It was surprising when she was in Hollywood Arts freshman year, and she and Jade had been friends since Junior High already. I introduced myself to her first before I even met Jade, but she didn't talk. She waved shyly at me. I was offended, since she didn't speak to me. But then after talking crap about Cat to another guy, Jade pulled me aside and slapped me in the face, telling me that Cat was Mute. Mute by choice, not by an illness. She was still traumatized from witnessing her parent's death.

Ever since then, I've been extra nice to Cat Valentine. Also, quite protective of her too, even though we never spend time alone.

I grab my cell phone and smile at her, motioning for her to sit down on my couches in the corner. She nods slowly and sits next to me, but keeps a decent distance.

You see, we all have to communicate with her SOMEHOW, so she texts on her cell phone. Even our teachers will let her text an answer to them in the middle of class when they ask her a question or something, just to get her to answer something. I mean…she is literally MUTE. She won't even laugh or gasp. Nothing has verbally EVER come out of her mouth. She's a sweetheart though. Everyone loves her to death.

No, really. We all do.

"So what's up, Cat?" I ask when she just stared at her cell phone in a daze.

She gave me a soft smile, and then texted a message. Soon my phone made a duh-dum sound and I slid my phone open to read it.

-I was checking on you…the way Jade broke up with you today was horrible. I'm so sorry.-

"Oh, Cat, that's not your fault." I tell her to reassure her. "You know that Jade and I have been tense lately, so it was coming. I practically expected it. But you're right. The way she dumped me was embarrassing."

Jade seriously grabbed the microphone during lunch that's on the balcony above the lunch tables and announce to everyone that we were over, so everyone would know. The bad part was: I didn't even know until then. It was absolutely humiliating.

Duh-dum

Oops. I forgot Cat was here for a second.

Her text made my heart soar. -No matter what, I still think you're the best guy in the whole world, Beck.- Cat gave me a shy smile.

"You thought I was the best guy in the world?" I asked, a bit surprised.

She looked to her phone and typed in her message. She looked up at me when she pressed SEND.

Duh-dum

-Yes, and I still do…-

I felt warm inside, with love from a friend. "You're so awesome, Cat. Did you know that?" Her response shocked me.

Cat frowned and shook her head, not sending me a text this time.

I was surprised. "No one has told you that?" Again, she shook her head a little, looking at her phone, but didn't type anything. "Wow. Well, you are."

Cat sighed deeply, but soon after, looked up at me and smiled. She mouthed "thank you" to me and stood up.

I stood up after her, but a little too quickly, since she flinched. "I'm sorry, Cat! I totally forgot you're scared of men!"

Cat looked to me and shook her head hastily. She typed something on her Pear-Phone and then pressed SEND, looking up at me. I'm 6'3'' while she's stuck at a 5' 1''.

My phone made it's duh-dum noise and I slid it open again to read it.

-Not all men. I'm not scared of you. It's a reflex, I'm sorry. I'm terrified of someone coming to get me still.-

That whole message just shattered my heart. "No one is ever going to get you." I couldn't believe I'm making such a big promise right now, but the mere thought of any man putting their hands on Cat with the intent to cause her harm just sends my blood boiling and I'm practically seeing red. "I'll protect you."

Cat blinked and texted me a message.

Duh-dum

-Beck, how can you promise such a thing?-

I looked up at her with a for-sure smile. "I'll be there for you, Cat."

Cat gave me a bright smile and held out her pinky. She did this a lot with Jade; Jade said it's a "pinky promise". It's a stronger promise, and it means you can NEVER break it. I don't know how it's any different than a regular "I promise", but if it makes Cat smile, so be it.

I wrapped my pinky finger around her much smaller one. "You're awesome, Cat." He motioned to my TV. "Wanna go rent a movie and then watch it tonight? We can pig out on red-velvet cupcakes and pink lemonade. There's a bakery in town."

Cat bit her lip, looking nervous.

"Don't be scared of me, Cat." I told her in a stern tone. She looked at me. "I would never hurt you."

To my relief, Cat gave me a smile and nodded. I grab my jacket and head out to my car, Cat by my side.

We went to the movie store, and we were having a good time picking out a movie, but some guys were outside when we were leaving and were whistling at Cat. I never thought I'd see Cat so terrified in my life. She grabbed onto my arm with a bruising grip and cried, shaking violently. I immediately wrapped my arms around her, and led her quickly to my car. I opened the door for her and she cautiously went in, looking around as if someone would walk up and grab her from me.

As I walk to my side, I come to the realization that Cat is definitely still traumatized by the murder of her parents.

The murderer was never caught, by the way.

That is why Cat is so scared of everything that moves without her expecting it.

I came the conclusion. I'm going to help her. I'm going to fix her and fix her mind. I'm going to calm her fears. I'm going to save her.

But first…I have to get her to say something to me.


So how'd you guys like it so far? If you're not fond of it, give it a few more chapters. This story is all about how you see Mute/Deaf people live and go through on a daily basis. And LOTS of BeckXCat cuteness, I promise! (Pinky Promise!)

PLEASE REVIEW! No flames. (I'm pregnant, so I'm super irritated and emotional about every bad comment, that's why.) I'll update when I get a decent amount of reviews.

Keep a look out for chapter 2: Her Guard is Up and He Knows Why

-Digidestend Angel-