A/N Hey guys. Had this one in my head and finally decided to put it out there. Just a short little one shot. I was in the shower a while back and Lips of an Angel came on my spotify. I hadn't heard it in so long but the moment it finished I was like 'OMG this would be a perfect Bechloe angst. Let me know what you think. I can't get better unless ya'll help me! '
My wife proof read for me, so hopefully there aren't as many mistakes.
Obviously I do not own Pitch Perfect or Lips of an Angel.
Beca stared at the girl on the couch across from her. She looks so damn happy. Sitting there watching this stupid fucking movie. I can't even be mad at her. Ugh. I should be happy, like her, right? I should be happy to sit with my girlfriend doing absolutely nothing.
It was late, and Beca was bored, yet again. Her girlfriend, Sam, clueless of her boredom. It's not that Beca didn't like her girlfriend. The sex was good. They could laugh together. They had fun. But. It was moments like this. Moments when they were doing absolutely nothing that Beca couldn't stand to be around her. Sam would always try to cuddle in Beca's chair with her, which Beca always griped until Sam got up to move to the couch. The sex, she liked. The laughing and joking, she liked. But the nuances of affection? That, Beca couldn't take. Cuddling for no reason. Holding hands. The little specs of intimacy that didn't actually lead anywhere.
I never had this problem with Chloe. Beca sighed, her eyes fogged over as she remembered the ghost of her past. The woman who still randomly called or sent texts. They never let the conversations linger. They knew better. Neither her nor Chloe wanted their hearts to be trampled due to talking about things they couldn't have, and they knew if they talked too often or too long, then they would talk about it. Then the inevitable heartbreak all over again. Longing for someone you couldn't have.
God, I miss her touch. I miss that little smile she gave only for me. The tiniest of dimples appearing next to the left side of her lip. The one that showed she was trying to hide her smile. But I saw it. I always saw it. Or that crinkle by her right eye when we were arguing. The one that said 'I'm really irritated at you, Beca, but I love you anyways.' God, I miss those sky blue eyes. They always saw right through my bull shit. I miss her laugh. Her smile. Those lips. God. Those lips. Lips of a fucking angel.
Beca felt a tear roll down her cheek, and that snapped her back to reality. She scoffed and rolled her eyes while wiping the tear away.
"What? You don't like it? Come on! This is the best movie ever! If there is any movie you'd like, it's this one!"
Beca rolled her eyes again, clearing the unshed tears before Sam noticed. "That's kinda the point Sam. There isn't a movie I'm going to like. I don't like movies."
"Whatever." Sam rolled back to the side of her couch and got absorbed into the movie again.
Beca felt her phone vibrating in her back pocket. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. She knew exactly who it was and she was already pissed about it. She pulled out her phone and before she could look at it Sam shot her a glare. "I'll take it to my room, geez." Sam nodded and looked back at the TV.
Beca answered the phone on her way to the back room. "Look. I told you I was taking the day off. The whole day! That includes the night. I haven't had a day off in two fucking months! I'm not coming in. I don't care what the crisis is! I'm not comi-"
"Bec?"
Beca froze. Chloe? Beca pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the screen. Yep. That's Chloe. Beca looked back into the hall and decided to shut the door. Just in case. In case what? Chloe shows up like a fucking ninja! Get it together, Beca! She rolled her eyes as she heard the click of the door shutting.
"Beca, you there?"
Beca heard the break and sniffle in Chloe's voice and sighed. "Yeah. Yeah, sweetie, I'm here. Honey why you callin me so late? IIt's kinda hard to talk right now."
She heard another sniffle through the line and her knees went weak. "I just-" another sniffle. "I miss you, Bec."
God. What the fuck did that prick do now! "I miss you too, Chlo. Honey, why you crying? Is everything ok?"
"What? Bec i can't really hear you." Chloe said in a broken voice.
"I gotta whisper cuz I can't be too loud." Beca sad as she slumped into the chair at her desk in her in-house studio. It's supposed to be soundproof right? But is that in not out right Both? Fuck, I dunno.
"Oh. Is she there?" Beca could hear the jealousy in Chloe's tone.
"Yeah. My girls in the next room." Beca paused hoping to hear her voice again, but nothing came. She just heard Chloe's quiet tears. She could practically feel them. She knew why she was calling. It happens every now and then. But it never changes anything. Well. At least try and cheer her up, Mitchell. "Sometimes I wish she was you."
"Yeah-" Beca could hear her trying to control her sobs and it was breaking her heart. "Yeah, I wish the same thing. So much."
"I guess we never really moved on." Beca felt a tear roll down her cheek and her nose start to run. She sniffled and wipe her nose with her sleeve.
"No, I guess we didn't. I know I didn't. Beca-" she heard rustling through the line and then Chloe's voice turn into a whisper. "I love you."
Beca closed her eyes and let her head roll back. She had to take a few deep breaths to slow her breathing. You can't say it back, Beca. That would be cheating. You're not a cheater. Chloe made her choice. You have to be faithful. You're not your father. Don't tell Chloe that truth. Not that one. Tell her all your truths besides that one. "it's really good to hear your voice saying my name, it sounds so sweet." Smooth,Mitchell, real fucking smooth.
"Bec-"
Beca couldn't let her finish. She knew she would ask if she felt the same. She can't ever lie to Chloe, but she can't answer. "Coming from the lips of an angel. Hearing those words, it makes me weak. I never wanna say goodbye." God, Beca! How is that any better! You're walking a fine fucking line here!
"Beca." She heard Chloe sigh and sniffle again. "Do you still love me?"
"Girl, you make it hard to be faithful with the lips of an angel." Oh real fucking nice roundabout way of saying the same fucking thing, Beca! Change the subject! Now!
"It's funny that you're calling me tonight-"
Chloe cut Beca off. "I woke up from a dream of you. I thought it was real." Chloe sobbed some more.
"Yeah, I've dreamt of you too." Beca couldn't control her tears anymore. A crying Chloe Beale is kryptonite to Beca Mitchell. "Does he know you're talking to me? Will it start a fight?" She knew it was kind of a low blow, but he's the reason Chloe's not here with her right now. They agreed to take a break when Beca got the job in LA but Chloe still had two years left of vet school. They agreed to see other people to keep the loneliness at bay. They knew a long distance relationship wouldn't work for them. But then-
"Does Sam? Does she know you're talking to me?"
Beca didn't want to argue. But Chloe always got jealous even though they weren't together. Sure, Beca got jealous too. But she never took it out on Chloe. She couldn't. So she just answered the question. "No, I don't think she has a clue."
"Can you sing to me, Bec? I could really use it right now. I haven't been getting much sleep. Bella started teething and Josh refuses to get up with her. He says he needs sleep for work."
Beca saw red. That fucking asshole! Knock her up then guilt trip her into staying! Now you won't even help her with your fucking kid! One day I'm gonna knock his teeth down his throat! "What about you, Chlo? You have class. You need rest."
"I um-" Chloe sobbed even harder. Beca couldn't understand what she was saying.
"Angel, you're gonna have to slow down. I can't understand you." Beca couldn't stand Josh. He took her girl. He knocked her up because 'the condom must've slipped off.' Yeah fucking right. Asshole just didn't want to wear one. Then he made her take the whole fucking year off. Didn't want her going to class pregnant. 'it'll be too much stress on the baby.' Psh.
"I. Um. I took this year off, too." Chloe whispered.
"What?! Why?! Bella is six months old! Surely you can get a nanny! Chloe, I told you I'd help pay for a nanny."
"He didn't want a stranger raising our kid, Beca! And I can kinda see his point. I mean. I'd miss a lot if I went back to school. Her first steps and real words."
Beca tried to control her tears. She muted the phone until she could get her sobbing under control. She's really never going to come here. She's really going to stay with him? Why does this hurt so fucking much! You knew she was staying, Beca. She told you that when Bella was born. Why didn't you believe her?! Maybe you could've already healed! But no! You kept on hoping that she'd finish school and change her mind! "yeah. I guess."
"Beca? You still there?"
Beca looked at her phone. She had forgotten to take the phone off mute. She turned it off as fast as she could. She didn't want Chloe to think she had hung up. "What about you, Chlo?" Beca whispered, trying to control the wavering of her voice. "What about becoming a vet?"
"Beca, I don't want to fight about this. I'll finish eventually. Maybe when Bella starts school."
Beca sobbed hard. When she's five? What the fuck?!
"Bec, sweetie what's wrong?"
Beca coughed then sniffled and wiped her nose. "Nothin, Chlo. I gotta go."
"Bec, wait-"
She didn't let her finish before she hung up. She just couldn't. She couldn't hear that sweet voice and let her heart be ripped from her chest completely.
She looked at the picture on her phone. The same one she looks at after every phone call and whispered. "I love you, baby."
A/N 2. So. I guess this could go into an actual fic, but I just don't know if there will be enough interest in it. Eh. Anyways. Thanks for reading guys!