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Aubrey woke up to the sound someone banging on the hotel door.
"Get your ass up aca-bitch!" Fat Amy shouted before she left.
Before she could even ask herself the mental question of why the hell Fat Amy was banging on the door, she was met with body still sleeping and covered in the sheets. It was a petite female body with brunette hair. And before Aubrey could even process the fact she was lying naked with some girl. She saw the tattoo on the girl's back.
Beca Fucking Mitchell.
'I fucking slept with Beca? I don't even remember anything. How drunk was I?' Aubrey thought.
Beca. Of all people. Just this week they were arguing and couldn't be in the same room together now she apparently had slept with this wanna be music producer.
Aubrey was pulling her hair. In complete disgust she started dressing herself. But halfway through she saw something shiny that caught her eye on her left hand. She had a ring on her finger?! She screamed in shock. Aubrey's scream could have easily woken up the dead.
'What the fuck happened last night?'
"Settle down some of us are sleeping here." Beca said in the sleepy voice.
"Beca Mitchell get the fuck up now" Aubrey shouted.
"Aubrey? What the fuck?" Beca shot out of bed upon hearing Aubrey's voice. Then immediately noticed their lack of clothes.
"Exactly, what the hell happened last night?!" Aubrey was panicking. Being a stress vomiter wasn't exactly helpful in getting answers when all she could feel was the stress rising up. Beca scrunched around looking for clothes to cover herself. Ain't no way the aca-nazi was seeing her junk more then she had too.
"Okay I'm equally in horror but can you mute yourself a bit, I have such a motherfucking headache." Beca said rubbing her head and walking up to the table to grab the bottle of water.
"Beca, look!" Aubrey shot her hand up level to the blondes face to show her the younger girl the ring that was situated on the ring finger.
Beca turned. Instead of her eyes meeting with the half-naked blonde, her eyes met with the ring. Her dark steel blue eyes were big in horror. This was not happening. Beca couldn't have wedded and boned Aubrey Poesen. Boned she can deal with, wedded. No. Never.
Beca was still processing everything as fast as she could with a giant hangover that was looming over her. Naturally the blonde was in a similar shape, but shock she in was far greater than any hangover.
"What? Now you don't have anything to say?" Aubrey started pacing the room.
Beca didn't say anything. Her eyes were still big in shock but this time she opened her mouth with the intention of saying something to try and make the situation better but no words came out.
"Beca! Please tell me you remember something!" Aubrey said trying to chock her stress down.
"I cannot remember anything. Nothing. It's a big gap." Beca said rubbing her eyes.
Upon hearing those words Aubrey flew to the bathroom. Her stress got the better of her and she couldn't choke the vomit that came with it any longer.
Back in the bedroom, Beca herself was internally just as stressed. She couldn't have married Aubrey. Could she? There must be a perfectly good explanation what happened. Although Beca couldn't remember what happened last night, she remembered how they came here. To Vegas.
*FLASHBACK*
"Okay ladies. We have an announcement to make" Chloe was chipper.
"So because of our win, we have been given an all-expenses paid trip to Vegas!"
Majority of the Bellas cheered upon hearing the news.
Between Aubrey and Chloe they explained everything in detail. Turns out they were scheduled to leave this weekend.
"Wait. So this is legit then." Beca enquired.
"Yes and since we worked extremely hard we deserve to let our hair down even if it's for a week." Chloe hummed.
"Exactly, campus is on vacation so we should be too." Aubrey smiled at the girls.
The rest of the Bellas were satisfied and beyond excited that they could unwind in Vegas. There weren't any strings attached where they had to perform in Vegas, which made the girls look forward to a week of just enjoyment and pleasure. They planned to leave the weekend and were all set and packed. The only Bellas that were slightly off about the trip was Cynthia Rose and Beca.
Cynthia was concerned for her own will as Vegas was home of the casinos. With casinos came gambling. Her addiction. The Bellas knew for of her addiction and each vowed to not let her fall back and get caught up again while they were in Vegas.
Beca wasn't all that excited. She needed to know where her future stood. She was supposed to spend the weekend at her dads, before going back home, to find out if he was really going to fund her LA dream or not. She needed to get her life in order and not spend another year going around in a circle. After all she did what he asked, she joined a group and she showed passion. But she still felt the same way. She wasn't going to give up on her dream.
*END FLASHBACK*
Aubrey walked out of the bathroom. Her emerald eyes met with Beca's.
"What now?" Aubrey managed to muster.
"We piece together what happened. We still have our phones, hopefully once they are charged they will give us some answers and we can find out happened."
"Good idea." Aubrey indicated to the ring on her finger "But-"
Beca cut her off. "We might not even be married. Or maybe you married someone else because I don't have a ring." The brunette seemed confident in her words, but internally she didn't believe a word of what she had said. Truth be told she was just as unsettled as Aubrey.
"Sure, I married someone else but fucked you, what type of person do you think I am?" Aubrey scoffed offended at the alt girl's remark.
"You don't know what we did. You don't remember." Beca remarked.
"That's exactly why we both woke up naked in the same bed. Nice logic Beca." The blonde retorted.
"Maybe I don't want to believe I slept let alone married a control freak that can't seem to keep her head out of other people's business." the brunette snapped.
"How do you think I feel? You think the thought of sleeping let alone marrying a pig-headed 'wanna be'" Aubrey air motioned with her fingers, "that ditches people is sitting with me well?" The blonde didn't step down.
Beca averted her gaze to the wall behind Aubrey. She didn't have the energy to fight with Aubrey again about this…not when there were more pressing issues to deal with.
"Let's get ourselves cleaned up and meet up when we are done. Then we can figure this all out. Since this is my room you are welcome to leave to your room." Beca picked up the rest of Aubrey's clothes and handed it to her.
Beca's tone was surprising to Aubrey. The younger Bella and her had butted heads more times than she can count, but she had ever heard the Bella sound so cold to her, in fact to anyone like she just did just now.
Aubrey speedily dressed herself appropriately to exist Beca's room. Beca ushered her out and closed the door after the blonde left out.
The young DJ sunk down against the door she just closed. Covering her face with her hands, the brunette thought 'What happened last night?'
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