A/N: If you want a part two, let me know, because this could end like this, or with the second part, but I'm only putting up the second part if you guys want it. If you have any prompts you want me to write, PM them to me and I'll get to them ASAP! I won't be able to post for a little while as school is coming to a close with five weeks left, but I'll try to post as much as possible. If you haven't already, go check out my other one-shots, I'd appreciate it, thanks!
~Yours truly, MoviesOccupyMyLife
Inspired by: One Call Away- Charlie Puth
It has been five months since Beca found out she had pancreatic cancer. Her best friend, Jesse, has been with her since the first day she found out.
It has been four months since Beca was suggested a therapist to go to. Four months since Beca went to see the therapist for the first time. The therapist was nice, and helped Beca through the rough times. Her therapist was great, and was always there for Beca.
It has been three months since Beca and her girlfriend broke up, that was an especially hard time for her. She lost one of the only people that she trusted, one of the only people in her life. Her girlfriend claimed that 'she couldn't do this anymore'. Then, two days later, Beca saw that she had a boyfriend, due to Instagram.
It has been two months since Beca's survival rate has dropped like a bomb. Two months since the doctor suggested more than chemotherapy. Beca wanted nothing more than to get better, but she wanted to think the surgery over.
It has been one month since Beca agreed to the surgery. Beca finally thought about getting surgery, and took the doctors suggestion about getting the surgery.
It's the night before the surgery, and Beca is sitting alone in her house, just staring at the wall, tears spilling over her eyelids. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared shitless. Now that the surgery is so close, and death could be right around the corner, Beca is terrified.
"It's….going to be okay, Beca. You are going to live through the surgery, and come out fine," Beca tells her self, closing her eyes.
Beca lets out a long, needed scream, and starts crying harder. I'm not going to make it through the surgery, and I'm going to die, Beca thinks. She puts her head in her hands and cries.
What feels like an hour later, Beca lifts her head from her hands, still crying, and looks at the time. 3:24, only nine more hours until surgery…until possible death, Beca thinks. She looks at her phone that's sitting on the coffee table in front of her, and reaches for it. She picks it up and tosses it back and forth between both of her hands, until finally deciding to do it.
She scrolls through her contacts and stops when her eyes find her therapist's name in her phone. She presses her contact and presses the little phone icon next to her name, before putting the phone up to her ear.
"Beca?" the voice fills her ears.
I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away
"It's like three in the morning, are you okay?" the voice fills her ears again.
Call me baby, if you need a friend
I just wanna give you love
Come on, come on, come on
Reaching out to you, so take a chance
"Beca?" Chloe asks nervously.
No matter where you go
You know you're not alone
"You're not okay, are you?"
Come along with me and don't be scared
I just wanna set you free
Come on, come on, come on
You and me can make it anywhere
For now, we stay her for a while, ay
'Cause you know, I just wanna see you smile
"I…." Beca pauses taking a deep breath and closes her eyes, holding the phone tightly against her ear. "No," Beca finally says after a few minutes of silence.
"What's going on? Do you need me to come over?"
No matter where you go
You know you're not alone
"I'm coming over," Beca hears ruffling of sheets.
I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one call away
"No," Beca says quickly. She hears the ruffling of sheets again. "I'm just….scared about the surgery," Beca says. It's silent for a minute. "Chloe, what do I do?" Beca asks, breaking the silence.
"Don't freak out, you're going to be fine. I'll be right by your side as soon as I'm aloud to see you, and I'm sure Jesse will be there too," Chloe says, knowing of Jesse because Beca talked about him all the time in therapy.
And when you're weak, I'll be strong
I'm gonna keep holding on
Now don't you worry, it won't be long, darling
And when you feel like hope is gone
Just run into my arms
"How can you be so sure?" Beca asks, tears silently streaming down her face, her hand that isn't holding the phone bunched into a fist, resting on her knee.
"I just have this feeling," Chloe says.
I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing on me
I'm only one, I'm only one call away
I'll be there to save the day
Superman got nothing one me
I'm only one call away
"Would it make you feel better if I met you at the hospital before your surgery?" Chloe asks.
I'm only one call away.
"Yeah Chloe, it would," Beca says, with a smile.