HELLO EVERYONE. Hi, Uhm, first fanfic for this movie. Love this movie.

IMPORTANT! READ:

The Trebles and Bella's are closer in this fic, it's really only Bumper they had a problem with, but the no Treble-boning rule still applys.

Well, that's it, I think. Hope you enjoy!


That day. That fateful day when Jesse had slammed the door in her face. She felt rejected, hurt, lost, disappointed, and angry. Rejected by him, hurt because she felt so strongly for him, lost without him, disappointed that he won't give her another chance, and angry at herself. Beca walked through the halls of the dormitory and stopped at hers. She sighed and thumped her head against it as she felt a few tears leak. Kimmy Jin yanked the door open and Beca stumbled into the room, effectively hitting Kimmy Jin's shoulder with her own. Beca slyly wiped her eyes inconspicuously hoping Kimmy Jin wouldn't notice.

"Your sour mood is bringing me down, Beca." Kimmy Jin quickly shifted through the door and closed it behind her.

Beca blankly stared at the wall, if she could make unemotional Kimmy Jin feel depressed, she must be seriously pathetic. She could hear her phone ring and scrambled to retrieve it from her back pocket.

"Dad?" Beca questioned.

"Beca," her fathers voice sounded pain stricken and hollow. "Bec's, your mom, she, oh geez, she passed away last night. I just got a call from Marcus this morning."

Beca couldn't breathe, her heart was thundering, threatening to burst out of her chest. She didn't notice her phone drop from her hand, she didn't notice her throat closing, she didn't notice her fathers voice calling her through her phone abandoned on the ground.

She dropped down to her knees, tears swimming in her eyes, threatening to fall over. Her breathing became a heavy wheeze. Her body turned towards the right as she fell to the floor, her back partially propped up by her bed. She shifted her legs, which are currently being cradled by her arms against her chest. Her tears now freely falling down her face.

She could faintly hear her father screaming her name through her phone. Her sobs wracked through her body in trembles. Her hands shook as she hesitantly reached for her it. Before she got to it though, Kimmy Jin had returned into the room. Her eyes widened as she looked upon Beca.

Beca ignored her roommate and continued her reach for her phone, her fathers distraught voice still on the line. Kimmy Jin quickly snatched Beca's phone and silently held it out towards her. Beca didn't even acknowledge Kimmy Jin's kindness and put her phone up to her ear.

"Dad." Her fathers voice silenced as he sighed in relief.

"Beca," his voice was thick. "Marcus wants to know when you want to come up for her funeral. It's in a couple of days. I'll be coming with you."

"Uhm, I don't know." Beca hesitated. "When's the soonest we can get there?" Beca couldn't recognize her own voice, it was so thick with emotion.

"We can fly out tomorrow at noon. I'll book the tickets now if you want."

"Yeah, that sounds good."

"Okay, Beca, tell me you're not alone right now, I don't want you to have to deal with this by yourself. I've got classes now, but I'll come see you when they're over." Her father sighed in exhaustion.

"No," she lied. "I'm not alone." Beca hadn't noticed when Kimmy Jin had apparently left while she was on the phone.

"Good. I'll talk to you soon, kid, class is starting."

"Yeah, okay, dad. I love you." She whispered into the phone.

She heard her dad heave a sigh. "Love you, too, kiddo."

She heard the dial tone as he hung up. She dropped her phone to her side and blankly stared at the white wall on Kimmy Jin's side of the room. A minute later, her dorm door opened. Kimmy Jin peered inside and glanced down at Beca once more. She had a cup in her hand and offered it to Beca. Beca hesitantly took it from her and looked towards her questioningly.

"You looked like you could use something warm to drink."

Beca sipped the liquid, coffee, vanilla bean, her favorite kind.

"How did you know I liked vanilla?" Beca asked while quickly gulping a swallow.

"I can hear you and your friends on the phone all the time." Kimmy Jin waved a dismissive hand as Beca nodded.

"Thanks, Kimmy Jin." Kimmy Jin simply nodded and looked at her.

"If you want to talk, ya know.." she trailed off awkwardly. Beca quickly nodded as she rose from her seat on the ground.

"Thanks, again." Beca whispered. "But, I think, I'm gonna go take a shower and think for awhile."

"Oh, okay, yeah." Kimmy Jin nodded.

Beca walked out of their dorm silently drinking her coffee and scrubbing her face trying desperately to rid her face of dried tears.


Beca returned to her dorm with a clearer head and a dry face. Her hair was put up into a wet mess of a ponytail at the back of her head. Kimmy Jin was typing away on her computer again and glanced over towards Beca with a small smile gracing her lips. Beca awkwardly smiled back at her as Kimmy Jin turned back around. Beca sat down in her, as she called it, music chair and put her headphones over her ears and began mixing the music to match her emotions.

A few hours later, there was a knock on the door, but Beca couldn't hear it. She was still focusing on her music, so Kimmy Jin got up and walked to the door. She allowed Dr. Mitchell to enter as she looked at his tired face. Dr. Mitchell tapped Beca on the shoulder as she spun around and screamed a loud 'HEY' in his face. She winced and quietly apologized as she paused her music and took off her head phones as he silently chuckled.

"Sorry," she apologized again. "What's up?"

"How are you doing, Bec?" he asked hesitantly.

"Alright," she shrugged. "It's just kind of a shock, I guess."

"Okay, well, at least, you're not alone." He glanced at Kimmy Jin's back as Beca nodded. He sighed for the hundredth time that day and said, "Our plane leaves tomorrow at noon. So, if you want to stay here tonight, I'll come get you at nine to drive us to the airport. Be packed." he warned as he began walking backwards towards the door.

"Yeah, I will be. Thanks, dad." He nodded and opened the door. He looked back at Beca once more and quirked a hollow smile and left. Beca sighed and raised herself from her chair, her back popping as she stretched. She raised the part of her comforter concealing the bottom of her bed and reached inside for her suitcase. Once she had retrieved it, she grabbed the large zipper and pulled it down and around until it was fully opened. She went to her dresser and pulled out a pile of shirts and pants.

As she returned from her closet with some of her button ups, she saw Kimmy Jin already folding many of her crumpled clothes on her bed and sticking them into her suitcase. Beca smiled a bit and dumped the rest of her clothes on her bed. She and Kimmy Jin folded her clothes with matching smiles and a comfortable silence hanging in the air.


Her father reported to her room at nine o'clock sharp, just like he said. She would never wake this early, but it's not like she had even slept last night. Kimmy Jin was up as well getting ready for class.

Beca grabbed her suitcase as her father walked into the room. She trudged towards the door, her eyes hurting from the lack of sleep, as she heard Kimmy Jin say, "Hope, you feel better when you get back, Beca." Beca simply nodded and walked out the door behind her father towards the parking lot. Towards one more thing she hadn't wanted to deal with.


Beca hopped out of the plane and looked around for her moms boyfriend, Marcus, as her father went to retrieve their bags. She saw a large hand waving at her as she walked towards the large body it was connected to. Marcus was a muscled man, very manly. He had dark brown hair which he kept short, and deep, expressive green eyes. Beca could see his Marine tattoo slightly hidden beneath his sleeve. Even though her was a total badass in more was than one, Marcus' face was stricken in a sad and morose way. He offered her a gentle smile that she didn't return, but instead flung her arms around him. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around her petite body and patted her back awkwardly. While they had a mutually good relationship, they had never hugged before.

Beca pulled away with tears in her eyes as her after walked up behind her and greeted Marcus with a warm smile and handshake. They loaded up Marcus' jeep and drove their way to her mothers home. Beca looked at the door as she rang the door bell. Marcus was speaking quietly with her dad as they were getting the bags. The door slowly opened and Beca was met with a face she hadn't seen since she left for college, Kyle.

Kyle was Marcus' daughter and BECA'S only friend. Marcus and his deceased wife were positive that Kyle was a boy, but were obviously proven wrong. She had short, pixie-cut, Raven hair, with a slight burgundy color on her bangs, which you could only see in the sun or bright light. She was small, only 5 feet and 2 inches, opposite of her father, who is 6 foot and 7 inches. She also had green eyes, like her father, but hers were a lighter color, more playful. Kyle smiled a huge smile at her and Beca smiled a genuine one back.

"Hey, BB." Kyle said. "How ya doin'?"

"Eh," Beca shrugged and chuckled at the old nickname, "alright, how are you CK?"

Kyle let out a full belly laugh, that was one of the things Beca loved about her, she wasn't afraid of who she was and certainly didn't care what people thought. "I'm good, a bit depressed, obviously. I think we all are." She smiled sadly, then laughed a ghost laugh as she let Beca inside and cracked the door where Marcus and Dr. Mitchell could push it open enough to get inside.

"Do you remember when we got those nicknames in junior high? Ugh, people hated us." Kyle giggled.

"And hated us ten times more because we embraced the nicknames." Beca laughed.

"Oh, man. Bitchy Beca and Cunty Kyle, back together at last, huh?"

"Definetely." Beca smiled once more.

The days passed quickly, as did her mother's funeral. Marcus was moving back to New York to be with his family, but Kyle had requested to switch colleges and leave with Beca and Dr. Mitchell. Of course, Dr. Mitchell agreed whole-heartedly, thinking it was a great idea, but not sure if Marcus would be so willing to give his daughter to his girlfriends ex-husband.

"Beca and Kyle have been friends since they were kids, thick as thieves, they'll be fine. Though, I'd watch my wallet if I were you."

Marcus had given Beca and Kyle his jeep. Beca of course refused, not wanting charity from anyone, but he pressured her until she caved and took the jeep to share with Kyle. Instead of taking a plane all the way back to Barden University, they drove, they took this chance as a we deserved road trip. Which, she will never admit, but she actually enjoyed her time with just her and her dad, Kyle was there, too, but she always say in the back with her headphones in her ears, never wanting to interrupt the father daughter moments.

The day they finally arrived back at her fathers home, where she and Kyle would stay for the night, they had been gone for a week and a half now. It was pitch black outside as they walked to the front and Sheila flung the door open. She smiled slightly and allowed them to come inside. Beca and Kyle set their stuff down in the doorway as they looked around. Beca had never really been inside her fathers home, but looking at it now, she could tell that Sheila and he were quite well off.

"I can take your bags up to the guest rooms if you want." Sheila offered Beca and Kyle. Beca had politely declined, grabbing her bag once more, but Kyle being the lazy-ass she was, agreed whole-heartedly. Sheila grabbed Kyle's bags and took them upstairs as Beca held on to hers.

"I made some Chicken Parmesan if you guys are hungry." Sheila mentioned as she returned. Dr. Mitchell had already began his hunt towards the kitchen as Sheila smiled expectantly at Beca. Beca sighed a wistful sigh and said, "Thanks, Sheila. For everything." Beca awkwardly patted Sheila on the shoulder and made her way to the kitchen with a ravenous Kyle behind her.


DURING BECA'S ABSENCE:

Kimmy Jin was silently working on finishing her essay for her psychology class as a banging on her door had interrupted her train of thought. Beca had been gone for four days now and Kimmy Jin expected her friends would come looking for her. Kimmy Jin ignored the banging and continued her essay. The banging had stopped for a sort five minutes, until, the banging started again. Irritated beyond control, Kimmy Jin ripped the door open. Donald stood frozen with his right hand hanging in mid-air. Kimmy Jin stared blankly at the Trebles and Bella's in front of her door way.

"Why are you attacking my door?" Kimmy Jin glared at Donald, who awkwardly lowered his hand as Chloe walked forward.

"Uhm, we were actually looking for Beca. We haven't seen her in a while."

"She's not here." Kimmy Jin started to close the door when Jesse stuck his foot out.

"Look, we need to find her. She hasn't been in our biology class for four days. Nor in Amy's history class." Jesse's worried eyes watched Kimmy Jin's face turn into the first emotion he had ever seen from her and it wasn't one he should want. Kimmy Jin looked angry.

"What do you care anyways, Pretty Boy? Huh? You're the reason she was crying as she abused our door with her forehead days ago." The Trebles and Bella's raised their brows at the show of emotion from Kimmy Jin.

"Look, I may have been a bit harsh towards her, but I was angry, okay? I just need to know that she's alright."

Kimmy Jin sighed. "She's accompanied by her dad. All I know was that she was upset about something, other than you monstrosities," Kimmy Jin waved her hand in the groups' general direction, "and her dad told her to pack her bag for the next day because they needed to catch a plane."

"You mean she's gone?" Aubrey asked.

Kimmy Jin nodded as Fat Amy screamed, "WHAT?!" and burst through the door causing Kimmy Jin's feet to falter and keep her on the ground. Fat Amy was breathing heavily as she looked at Beca's side of the room to see all her stuff still there. With her brows furrowed, Amy looked at Kimmy Jin.

"I thought you said she packed her bags and left." Amy accused.

"No," Kimmy Jin sighed, "I said she packed a bag. A bag, as in one. Non-plural. Are you sure you're in college, white girl?" Fat Amy raised her hand in a first, ready to brawl, when Aubrey walked in and put a hand on her arm to stop her with a cold look.

"Thank you for your help, Kimmy Jin. Sorry we disturbed you." Aubrey used her sickly sweet voice and her sugary smile, hoping to win points with Kimmy Jin.

"You should be." Kimmy Jin's blank voice and stare was back as she pushed them out and closed the door quietly. The Trebles and Bella's all looked towards each other and a collective sighed passed through the group.

"Well," Chloe began, "at least we know she's coming back. She would never just leave all of her music equipment here." The large group agreed and dispersed into their own a capella groups and went to get lunch. Ever since that dreadful day of Aubrey up chucking all over the floor, Lily making puke angels, Stacie's fear of being raped by Cynthia, the war over the pitch pipe, Aubrey realized that they were falling apart. Then Chloe informed them of her nodes. Aubrey had thought it was the end, until she was reminded of Beca by Cynthia and Amy once more. She may not like the choice of their victory counting on Beca, but they had to do this, in order to win.

So, Aubrey reluctantly agreed that they needed Beca. They just had to find her first.


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~StopTheBully