"What is your fucking problem!" Beca screamed as she stared across the stage at Aubrey. "Seriously Aubrey what the actual fuck!"
Aubrey sighed deeply. "I don't know what you are going on about Beca." She began to erase the dry erase board.
"Don't play that game with me!" Beca stormed as she quickly moved over to stand next to the taller blonde. She grabbed the eraser out of the blonde's hand. "This isn't your job any longer." She snarled as glared into the sad blue eyes.
Aubrey sighed and moved away from the angry brunette. "Thought I would help was all."
"You are seriously not going to scream at me?" Beca eyed the backing away blonde as she took a deep breath. "Why are you here?"
Aubrey wrapped her arms around her waist. "I felt like visiting." She shrugged. "Bad idea."
Beca tilted her head to the side. "Why do you say that?" She had learned a few things in the two years of knowing Aubrey Posen. She knew when to come out fighting …. and when to listen. (She was the very first one to admit that she messed up on the singles tonight. She shouldn't have come out fighting. She should have listened).
Aubrey sighed and lowered her eyes.
"Talk to me Aubrey. I'm here." Beca softly spoke as she moved forward. She took it carefully so not to startle her.
"I made a mistake coming here." Aubrey shook head. Turning she started to walk away.
"Aubrey!" Beca shocked voice spoke from behind her.
Aubrey sighed as she stopped. "Why can't it ever be me?" She breathed out in the silence. She started walking once more.
Beca just stood there watching the older blonde walk away. Her chest heart due to the pain in Aubrey's breathing as she spoke those words. Words that really her ears shouldn't have heard, Yet she truly did hear the blonde's words. As the door closed behind Aubrey a lone tear rolled down her left cheek.