I hear voices loud enough to annoy me. Why is everyone being loud in the first place? Can't they see I'm trying to sleep. I try to roll over and pull the blankets over my head to try and block the incredibly bright light but I'm stopped by something pulling at the back of my hand. What the hell?
"Oh my god Beca's moving," I hear from somewhere in my bedroom. Wait… Bedroom? If this was really my bedroom people wouldn't be in here…
Without opening my eyes I try and take inventory of myself and my surroundings. There's a sharp pain in my right side and the feeling of the sheets around me isn't right, they're too thin. I can feel my eyebrows knit in confusion as I hear excited whispering and I notice that the lighting is all wrong. Taking a curious sniff I notice the sterile smell. Oh fuck. The sound of a monitor to my right just proves my worries. "Ugh," escapes my lips before I can help it.
"BECA!" Without opening my eyes I can easily recognize Chloe's voice.
"Chloe," I scold peeling my eyes open. "You are being obnoxiously loud." I reach my hand up to wipe the sleep out of my eyes and sure enough there's an IV in the back of my hand. Before I can actually see I feel her arms wrap around me in a painfully tight hug. "Jesus Chole!" I manage to gasp out feeling a sharp pain originating from my side and travel all through my body.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry." Chloe immediately apologizes releasing me but taking my hand instead. When I look up at her face I see dark circles under her blue eyes and worry lines marking her usually smooth forehead.
"It's fine," I say brushing it off and looking around the room.
Fat Amy is grinning at me and looking relieved. "I thought I was going to have to give you more of my butt confidence to get you to wake up," She says when I meet her eyes and she walks over to me squeezing my hand gently. It is then that I realize that my right arm is all bruised and swollen.
"What exactly happened?" I question the two who share a look before looking Chloe nods and Fat Amy takes a deep breath.
"You lost your wrestling match with the dingo."
"Amy!" Chloe exclaims but I can't help but laugh at Fat Amy's straight face. The gesture hurts, quite a lot actually but I shrug it off.
"I soooo needed that, thanks Amy." I wipe a tear from my eye.
"I figured you did, you ditz."
Chloe shoots Amy a glare before she shoo's her out of the room. "Go tell everyone else that she's finally awake while I catch her up to speed."
"Of course, but first." Amy holds up her hand for a moment and then steps to the other side of my bed. Before I can blink she wipes her hand on her butt and then rubs my arm before stepping, smartly, out of my reach. "You're going to need it." And with that confusing parting sentence she exits the room.
"Would you mind filling me in about what that was about?" I look over at my red haired friend.
"Well…" Chloe absently runs her thumb over the back of my hand seeming to collect her thoughts. "What's the last thing you remember?" Her question shocks me for a minute and I think back wondering why I hadn't thought about that first myself.
"Hmm." I think back. "I remember our kick ass performance." I feel a smile tug at the corners of my lips at the thought of beating DSM and more specifically DSM's female leader who is always getting under my skin. Well I guess was fits now. A pang of sadness rushes through me but I shrug it off chalking it up to the fact that I won't be performing with the Bellas anymore. "I remember the after party… And that's where things get fuzzy."
"Well it's good to know your long term memory wasn't damaged," Chloe says with a relieved sigh.
"Okay so what happened?"
"Well… From what we were able to gather is that you had quite a bit to drink and then you decided to head back to the hotel by yourself without telling anyone and then…" I watch as Chloe bites her lip seemingly trying to find the right words. "Well you walked into oncoming traffic. Thankfully the car that hit you slowed down enough not to cause any serious or long lasting damage, physically at least. The doc was worried that maybe you had brain damage."
As if called by Chloe's words a doctor comes bustling into the room, clipboard in hand and stethoscope dangling around his neck. "Is… she… awake?" He asks in broken English as if he doesn't notice the fact that I am, indeed, awake.
"I am," I reply trying to keep my annoyance from creeping into my voice.
"Good…" The doctor looks at his chart and then at Chloe helplessly as if to say 'I don't know enough English for this shit.' Before he says something in a language I can now recognize as Danish. I roll my eyes at Chloe's angered expression.
After a lot of what probably looks like charades to anyone else the doctor is checking my pulse, eyes and all that other fun stuff. I feel fine until he starts putting pressure on my rib cage. I grit my teeth at the pain and he mutters something under his breath before he straightens and says to Chloe, "Be… back," and walks out of the room clipboard in hand.
The door doesn't even shut all the way before the rest of the Bella's burst into the room all relieved smiles and hugs. It is in the midst of hugging that I realize that there's someone amongst the girls that is not a Bella. As if she could feel my eyes on her the tall blonde meets my gaze with her startling blue eyes and for a moment I am overwhelmed with the emotions running wild on her face. The only one I have a chance to identify is relief before her mask of superior indifference slips into place.
What is she even doing here?
A/N:
Hello people of the Ethernet. I am not sure where this is going nor how often I can update but I thought I would put it out there to see if it got good feed back or not so... (Please ignore the insane shortness of this!) I must admit that I am completely obsessed with this pairing please give me your ideas and thoughts and I will try my best. :)