Hey, Guys, it's me! It's been years since I uploaded my first stories which you all are welcome to read. It's not a Pitch Perfect story, but why not right? Well, it's obviously I'm back, because I miss writing. And I love Pitch perfect...so freaking much! and I know you all do. I've been planning to write a Pitch story years ago but I didn't really have the time for it, and I'm not gonna lie, no inspiration yet and all my energy are pumped up just when I heard about Pitch Perfect two, so here I am. It's an AU story by the way. Well, hope you all enjoy!
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There he was, looking at me with a questioning look on his face. There was hope, or maybe hate in his eyes. I coudn't tell. But one thing for sure, there was no love in it. I couldn't breath. What is this feeling? I have tasted the worst feeling in the world that no one could ever imagine, but it's not it, it's worse. I want to scream at his face, I want to smash his face with a chair I'm sitting on right now. How is it possible feel like you're flying high in one second to this feeling like you're being judged, like you want to justify yourself but you know you can't, and you never will. So, I did what I do best. Run.
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" It's been two years, Beca".
Beca turned around to see a fully dressed up Chloe putting her purse on the counter and walking seating beside her on the couch. Beca sighed and said nothing, she was not in the mood to deal with this redhead's you-need-to-go-out-there-and-start-your-life speech. She just kept trying to focus on her work but she still could see Chloe sighed and looking at her with her left arm resting on the couch and her legs folded on the couch.
" Seriously? you're not even going to say 'hi' to me?".
Beca still in silence.
" Tom's going to pick me in 15 minutes and I need to have this conversation with you since you won't talk to your father, your step-monster, the girls, now the burden's on me, me and Tom had planned this date for months and I won't leave till you're talking to me, and I know that you do care about me and you wouldn't want to screw this my magical night, now talk".
Chloe gave the coldest look she could. Chloe knew Beca. It could take forever the break her walls, but it's been two years, forever is not literally forever,TWO YEARS, it's not healthy, not even for Beca.
" Hi." finaly she decided to talk still not looking at her. Chloe still waiting for her to continue. Beca sighed at throw her head to the couch and turned her head and looking at Chloe. "What, Chloe? you know doesn't matter how inspiring your you-need-to-go-out-there-and-start-your-life speech is, it won't change nothing. I'm happy with things are now you don't have to worry about me and also tell that to the girls for the 456th times, I don't need any guys, dates, or whatsoever to make my life better, and if you please excuse me, I have work to do and I believe your date is gonna be here in any minutes." Beca closed her laptop and walked to the fridge and took a cold beer. Just when Chloe was about to say something, there was a knock. Saved by the bell.
I know it's kinda short, scratch that, it is a short story, i promise I'll try to post longer in future chapters. And to be honest I haven't watched Pitch Perfect 2, I know, pathetic, but i'm going to, soon I hope. I'd really hope to what you guys think of this first chapter so please leave a review and I take critics, suggestions, anyhthing. So don't forget to review okay, it'd really help :)
