New fanfiction I'm working on. Be patient, I have a very busy schedule coming up, but I'll update as much and fast as possible!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect nor the characters.

"Okay, nerds, I heard someone sing off-key. Who was it?" Beca said annoyed. It had been a long day at rehearsals and some of the girls were getting on my last nerve. It was hard being the captain of the Barden Bellas of her. All of the responsibility was really taking its toll, and Beca was tired. Not only that, all the shitty awkwardness that came from her break-up with Jesse a couple of weeks before was tiring. She just wanted to get over everything , she just wanted to focus on the Bellas, but she couldn't.

"I think that could've been me?" Stacie finally confessed.
Beca sighed. "Come on, Stace, you can do this. It has to be easy for you now. If we want to get to the ICCAs this year, we need to step up our game, so that means there's no room for mistakes. We need to-" Her speech was cut off by the melodies of The Naked And Famous. It was her ringtone. Beca sighed. "Okay, everyone, just take five." Beca walked over to her bag and grabbed her cell phone. Looking at the screen, she didn't recognize the number. She pressed the button and put the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Beca? Is that you?" She recognized the voice of her mother's boyfriend on the other end of the line. Weird… he never called. Hell, they never even spoke.
"Uh, yeah. Hey, Dean. What's going on?"
"It's… It's about your mother." Beca heard his voice crack, which made her worried. She didn't say a word, so Dean continued his story. A sigh left his mouth.

"She- She was in a car crash. A terrible car crash, Beca. She was on her way here and-"

"What?" Beca furrowed her eyebrows. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Beca… Your mother didn't make it." The words echoed on in her head. Her mother was dead. Her whole body went numb and her sight vague. A tear left Beca's eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Beca. I really am…" Beca's phone slipped from her fingers and fell to the ground, which caused Amy to look at her. She found Beca staring into nothingness and she was shaking. Apart from that, she didn't move. She stayed put in her place while a voice calling 'Beca' came from her iPhone.

"Bec?" Amy called, causing more people to stare. "Beca, what's going on?" She walked over to her and Beca sat down, head hidden in her face and elbows resting on her upper legs. She silently started sobbing. Amy took the seat next to her and began to comfort Beca by rubbing over her back. "Beca?" She asks again in that Australian accent. When Beca still didn't answer, Amy really started to worry. She had never seen Beca crying. More Bellas had come around to see what was going on and Beca was still crying. They kept quiet for a while and just let her cry before asking anymore questions.

When Beca's sobs started to slow down, Cynthia Rose dared to start talking again. "What happened?"

Beca looked up with bloodshed eyes. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and she quickly wiped them away while multiple sets of eyes were staring at her. "My mom." Her voice croaked.

"Is she sick?" Ashley guessed.
"She…" Beca couldn't get the words out of her mouth. She didn't believe the sentence she had to speak out loud, but she had to. It was a fact. Her mother was gone. It was as simple as that. And yet nothing seemed more difficult in the world. Amy's grey-brown eyes searched Beca's blue ones for answers.

"She's dead." Beca stated bluntly before bursting into tears again.
Everyone was speechless. They all looked at each other while Beca was back to her previous state, sobbing into her own hands, curled up in her seat.

"I'm so sorry, Bec." Amy finally said.

Beca stood up from her seat and pushed through the small crowd of girls to snatch her phone from the ground. Dean had hung up a while ago. Then she started to walk to the exit. "Becs, what are you-"

She turned back abruptly and lifted her hands. "Just leave me alone for a bit, okay?" Her voice croaked as she spoke up. It came out meaner than she had planned it to be, but who could blame her. She turned around to the door again and walked out, more tears left her eyes as she made her way to her own dorm and her own safe bed.

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