Hey Guys! So this is my first fanfic ever and I'm super excited to be writing it (I think the fandom needs more mitchsen fics ya feel?) Anyway, I just want to put a little disclaimer that 1. Any opinions expressed by the characters do not represent my own opinions, 2. I can't write smut so there likely won't be very graphic sex scenes included, 3. I don't own pitch perfect or the characters (because if I did Jeca wouldn't be a thing :))
Chapter 1
If Beca Mitchell wasn't already convinced that the universe hated her, she would be surprised at her recent bad luck.
Her latest album had been a complete flop, a huge contrast to the Grammy Award winners Beca was used to producing (but let's be real, no one had a chance at this year's Grammys with Adele running around snatching edges and shit.)
Then, her partner at Mitchell-Swanson records, Jesse, had insisted that what they needed to get Beca back on track was a fresh faced, Britney Spears wannabe, Pop singer to feature on Beca's next album.
As if forcing Beca to work with a girl who cited Demi Lovato and Ariana Grande as her musical inspirations wasn't bad enough, the girl was Chloe Beale.
The Chloe Beale.
Now, Beca had nothing against her old shower buddy (long story, don't ask) and fellow ex-Bella. In fact, Beca had even had a bit of a crush on the redhead for a tiny portion of her freshman year and she was pretty disappointed to learn that the older girl was unfortunately straight.
But it wasn't a petty crush that made Beca reluctant to see Chloe, it was her best friend, Aubrey Posen.
Aubrey had broken no, shattered, Beca's heart into little pieces, turning her into a womanizing bitch who never stayed with the same woman for more than one night. And to make things worse?
Aubrey was standing right in front of her.
3 years ago
December 12, 2012
Beca Mitchell was drunk, like really drunk. But not too drunk because she was pretty aware of her surroundings.
She was at Chloe and Aubrey's apartment and she was kissing Aubrey.
Wait what?
She'd gone over to the apartment mainly because she was bored and felt like picking a fight with Aubrey. Most of the time they argued about the set list but occasionally Beca's "ear monstrosities" or Aubrey's general bitchy attitude would be mentioned.
Aubrey's lips crashed into Beca's as she pushed the smaller girl onto the bed, breaking her from her drunken thoughts.
"This isn't even your bed" Beca said, still willing to pick a fight even when her opponent was busy attempting to tear her bra off.
"Shut the fuck up, Mitchell" the blonde growled, her green eyes dark with desire and want.
Beca, immensely turned on by Aubrey's dominance did what any girl would do:
She shut the fuck up.
She relaxed for possibly the first time in her life and just allowed Aubrey to do what Aubrey did best. Take control.