AN: I'm back. First let me say thank you to all of you that left me some suggestions for stories. There were a couple that I really liked and will probably use in the future for a one shot or two but for now, started this story. A few months ago my laptop completely broke down and I had to get a new one. Well as I was trying to think of what to write I remembered that I started this story when I was having a tough time writing 'Burn'. I'd really only had one rough chapter saved at the time and didn't know what I was going to do with it. But then I got back into Burn and kind of just left it. Then I saw the photo reposted on Instagram of the girls on their beach vacation and it was the original inspiration for this story so I just started writing it again. I hope you like it. I have a few chapters written and like to update regularly. Your comments and idea's help me immensely. You can leave them in the comments or PM me if you want. Hope you guys enjoy...


CHAPTER 1: NO WAY THAT YOU'LL EVER SEE ME CRY

The sharp jab to her ribs jolted her from her concentration. She looked down quickly to the spot where the pain was inflected and followed the arm back to its owner. "What?" Stacie hissed.

Aubrey nodded her head across the isle of the small private jet.

Stacie looked across the plane as Aubrey silently requested. She pursed her lips to the side as she watched the redhead. One of her oldest and best friends, sitting with her head rested back. Head phones on. Eyes closed. Tear stained cheeks. Stacie's heart broke. She closed the advanced issue of Vanity Fair Magazine. The one that was coming out next month. The one with her on the cover. She leant closer to the blonde next to her. "This trip will be good for her." Stacie whispered. "She just needs to get away. She needs to reset." Stacie said optimistically.

"I hope your right" Aubrey replied.

Stacie turned her head and smiled. "Of course I'm right Bree. I'm always right." She winked.

Aubrey rolled her eyes and returned to the documents that were sitting in front of her on her computer. Chloe's latest project. The details of the actress's contract laid out in front of her for her review before Chloe would sign it. A four month project in New Zealand set to begin shooting in 8 months. She combed through the document for the 20th time making sure every detail was correct after the studio's latest adjustments.

3. The Artist further undertakes:-

(a) that the artist will comply with all reasonable and notified directions, regulations and rules in force in place where the Artist is required to render services hereunder and will comply with orders given by the Producer of it's representatives from time to time

(b) to keep the Producer informed of the Artist's whereabouts and telephone number from time to time prior to and throughout the engagement

"Ah no" Aubrey said to herself as she used the strikethrough feature on her computer to highlight article 3 section b. "Stalker." She changed the font to red and underlining it as she began typing her addendum in the agreement.

(b) to keep the Producer informed of the Artist's whereabouts as it reasonably relates to the project throughout the engagement only

Aubrey glanced back over to her friend who hadn't moved. She knew she wasn't sleeping. Her breathing wasn't slow and steady. It was too erratic. Aubrey watched a single tear escape from Chloe's eye and travel down the length of her cheek before returning her attention back to her work. Praying Stacie was right. Praying that this is what Chloe needed. A break. A reset.

XxXxXx

"Alright flat butts" Amy said loudly as she walked into the small meeting room. "New charter coming in today." She began passing out the packaged information.

"You can't be serious" Jesse said excitedly as he flipped through the documents.

"There's only two things I'm serious about Jesse." Amy answered quickly. "Money and sex."

Beca recoiled in her chair not wanting to think about Amy and the latter.

"Unless you're talking about sex on money and I've done that a few times and"

"Please stop talking" Jesse begged. "I'm sorry I said anything."

"There's just something about the feel of money against this sexy body" Amy ran her hand over her stomach seductively, "that really"

"Please tell us about the charter" Beca spat out quickly interrupting her friend again.

Amy's eyes snapped open and she quickly returned to business. "Yes. A group of 5 VIPs. Whatever they want they get" Amy said sternly. "And I mean whatever they want. Got it?" Amy asked.

Jesse and Flo nodded quickly. Beca rolled her eyes.

"Spoiled brats" She mumbled to herself under her breath. She didn't even bother opening the information Amy passed around. It didn't matter to her who they were. She was there to do her job and she would. She always did.

"What was that Shawshank?" Amy asked.

"Nothing" Beca replied plastering a smile on her face.

"Okay, so Jesse. I want you off the other charters and on these ladies for the duration of their stay. Where ever they want to go, at whatever time, you take them. Their private plane arrives in about an hour. I want you there waiting for them. They never wait for you, you are always waiting for them. Got it?" Amy asked.

"Done" Jesse said with a smile.

"Lily, security is tight on this one. I want VIP treatment where ever they go. Restaurants, clubs, walking on the beach so you and Jesse will need to keep in constant communication on this one. Absolutely no one gets close to them unless invited by the charter. Understand?" Amy said focusing her attention on her head of security.

Amy squinted her eyes when Lily's mouth opened. It looked as if words of acknowledgement came out of her mouth but Amy certainly didn't hear her. A moment later a head nod gave her the confirmation she needed.

"Flo. Everything set at the Estate?" Amy asked.

"Yes. I was there this morning and everything is in order. The place is spotless. All the requested items were purchased and are loaded in the pantries and refrigerator. My team and I will be there at 10:00 am daily to clean and stock." Flo answered with a smile.

"Great. Also I got an email this morning requesting sunrise yoga session's daily for the members of the charter. I want you to lead it." Amy instructed.

"But, I have 4 other villa's" Flo began to argue.

"Don't care Flo. Work it out." Amy interrupted her.

Beca sat quietly twiddling her thumbs waiting until it was her turn to take orders. Beca tried to hide her smile as Flo began whispering something in Spanish next to her. She knew a couple of curse words and heard both of them in Flo's quiet rant.

"And Mitchell" Amy said turning attention to the brunette.

"Yes" Beca drew out sarcastically.

"This is an important group." Amy said looking down at the untouched document sitting in front of her best friend. "If we do well with this charter, it could open up a lot of opportunities for us."

"Come on Amy. We will do fine. Once we've seen one group of spoiled entitled rich kids, we've seen them all." Beca said quickly. She could feel the eyes of the group on her.

"I'm serious Beca." Amy warned. "I want everything perfect. So do us all a favor and don't be you. Be the happier, nicer version of Beca Mitchell we all know you can pretend to be."

Beca slowly raised her right hand and mocked a salute. "Aye aye Captain."

Amy let out a long breath. "Okay. So, Benji is our best host and already at the Estate. He'll be staying in the guest quarters for the duration of the 7 day charter."

"Great" Beca said as she began to stand up. "Meeting adjourned?"

"One more thing Becs" Amy said. The group of friends all stopped and looked between Beca and Amy. "You'll be staying for the duration of the charter as well."

"What?" Beca said loudly. "Come on Amy, really?"

"Yes really. You're the executive chef. You will cook all their meals. Whatever they request." Amy smiled knowing she saved that piece of information for last on purpose.

"I better run. I need to get changed and over to the airport." Jesse said interrupting Beca and Amy's stare down. "I'll see you at the Estate?" He asked Amy.

"Yes, I'll be there to welcome our guests." Amy confirmed.

Beca waited until all of the other employee's left the room before speaking to Amy. "I'm not staying there. Bumper's a great chef. He can be at their beck and call. I need to be able to supervise the other groups we have." She argued.

"Nope." Amy said quickly as she gathered her paper.

"Amy" Beca sighed, "When we started this company and I agreed to give you the decision making responsibilities it wasn't so you could boss me around. This is half my company too. You're not my boss. You're my partner."

"And not as your boss but as you're partner, I'm telling you that this group is important Beca. Bumper can supervise the other parties. I don't want him anywhere near this charter. I want you there because you're the best chef in Mexico. This group has influence Becs. They could help us take this little company to something big. This can put us on the map. We need this." Amy argued.

Beca shook her head softly. "I like our company how it is. We don't need to be bigger. We are doing just fine. I like being able to cook during the day and DJ at night. I like having time to walk on the beach. I like it just the way it is. I don't want to be on the map." Beca repeated Amy's words. "We moved here and started this so we could be off the map Amy."

"Beca" Amy said gently as she placed her hands on her best friend's shoulders. "Trust me. Have I ever lead you astray?" Amy asked.

Beca narrowed her eyes. "So many times" She mumbled.

XxXx

'I'm never gonna let you close to me

eEven though you mean the most to me

'Cause every time I open up, it hurts

So I'm never gonna get to close to you

Even when I mean the most to you

In case you go and leave me in the dirt'

The past 3 weeks ran through her mind on repeat as she sat on the plane white knuckling the arm rests on either side of her. She wasn't afraid to fly, that wasn't the reason she hadn't loosened her grip on the arm rests. She was squeezing tightly so she wouldn't cry. Out loud anyway. She couldn't contain the tears that silently slipped from her closed eyes but somehow squeezing her hands tightly around something allowed her to remain silent. She hoped that her friends were too busy doing their own thing to notice that she was crying. She didn't want to open her eyes and check so instead, she just listened to her playlist. The one she put the finishing touches on in the car while they drove to LAX. The one she'd been adding to every time she heard another song that reminded her of him. The reason for the tears. Well part of the reason. The other part was because she'd let herself get into this situation again. And it ended up as it always does and she was disappointed in herself. It wasn't his fault, not totally. He was just doing the things that she had pretended were okay with her. Even though they hurt her. She was just being who she thought she should be. But it wasn't who she was. It wasn't what she really wanted.

'But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry

And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry

And every time you walk out, the less I love you

Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true'

Over the sad lyrics she heard the soft ding of the intercom system. Chloe released her grip on the hand rail and reached for her phone. She turned down the volume to listen,

"We are beginning out decent into Cabo San Lucas International Airport and should be landing in approximately 10 minutes. Local time is currently 3:47pm and the weather is a perfect 86 degrees with 40% humidity. I hope that you ladies have enjoyed your flight and thank you for choosing Evo as your private charter company. If there is anything you need before we land please signal our flight attendant. We hope you enjoy your stay in paradise."

Chloe opened her eyes slowly allowing her blue eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight that was flooding into the plane. She glance around at her best friends who were all smiling and eager to arrive and begin this vacation. Aubrey and Stacie were both leaning towards a small window looking out at whatever was below them. Chloe turned around to see CR taking a selfie making her best kissy face to the camera and Jessica darting in and out of CR's camera laughing and interrupting whatever CR was doing.

Just seeing these girls smile. Her best and closest friends in the world smile and laugh made her feel better. Chloe took a deep breath and let the thought that maybe this get away would be good for her wash over her slowly.


SONG CRED: Sam Smith, Too Good at Goodbyes

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