Hello! First of all, thanks for checking out this story! So, a few things to point out.. This is my first Pitch Perfect fic and English is not my mother language (I'm Dutch) so go easy on me hehe.. but seriously, it would mean so much if you'd take the time to review and let me know what you think. Also, at this point I'm not quite sure where it's headed with Beca and Chloe, like if they're gonna get involved romantically, I'll see where it goes.. another reason to review, because your wish is my command!

Right, the story. So Beca's father has died just a week after the Bella's have won their finale and the story is taking place a couple of weeks after that, Beca is still at Barden University.

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Beca, get up. Just get the fuck up, this is ridiculous.

Beca had been lying in her bed since she could remember. She could see through her window that the sun was past its highest peak, it must have been some time in the afternoon. She knew for sure that it was past lunch time, because Kimmy Jin left a few hours ago and had said 'lunch' while heading out the door. Beca was glad she was gone. It wasn't that she was that annoying, but she rather not have anyone experiencing her in this state she was in.

She looked at her bag, well, more what was inside her bag. The orange coloured bottle that contained her coping mechanism. Just as she reached for it, the door opened, slowly, and a certain redhead peeked around the corner.

"Chloe!" Beca said surpised and a little nervous, she noticed that she felt caught somehow. She hadn't talked to Chloe in a while. The lack of communication was her fault, she knew that. God knows how many times Chloe reached out to her, but Beca just couldn't do it. She didn't want to talk about it to anyone. Her walls just went up automatically, it was the defense system that had always worked for her. And perhaps she especially did not want to talk to Chloe, for she was the one that had learned to see through the cracks.

"Hey. Woah, have you even been out from under that blanket today?" Chloe said light-hearted and quite amused. "Have you eaten?" She continued on a more serious tone.

"Yeah, of course I've.. eaten. I mean, I like food." Beca said, not really looking directly in Chloe's eyes, even though she felt that hers were fixed on Beca.

A smile ran across Chloe's face. She went to sit on the side of Beca's bed, her hands clutched together on her lap.

"How you holding up?" She asked.

"Chloe.." Beca resisted as if Chloe knew exactly what she meant, and she probably did.

"Fine, that's okay. I'll do the talking then." Chloe persisted, remaining uplifted. She heard Beca heave a sigh, but she ignored it.

"Well.. maybe you're not interested, but I just felt like you should know. I met a guy, and we've been dating for some time now, and.. I don't know, I actually really like him, he's unlike any other I've been with."

"That's nice, Chlo." Beca gave her a smile, but Chloe was right; she wasn't interested in which guy she was doing this time, it was never something serious.

"Yeah, it is. Actually," Chloe glanced over at the clock, "I'm meeting up with Dom right now."

Beca finally looked up at her at hearing the guy's name.

"His name is Dom?"

"Yeah.. well, Dominic actually, but he prefers the shortened version."

"What does he look like?" Beca questioned her further as she sat herself up straight.

"Um, he has dark short hair and he has the sexiest scruff I've ever seen and-"

"Eye colour?" Beca interrupted her.

"Brown.. what's with the interrogation, Beca?" Chloe said, slightly offended by the way Beca was handling this conversation.

Beca's mind was racing and millions of thoughts ran through her head. This couldn't be a coincidence, right? How many guys were called Dom? And he matched the description. Despite everything, Beca wasn't gonna take any chances with this.

"Chloe, listen to me, you need to stay away from him."

"Are you serious?" Chloe called out. It wasn't an actual question.

"I know that it sounds crazy, but I happen to know.. just..he's no good, Chloe." Beca said. She realized that her warning didn't sound that much believable, but she couldn't really convey all her emotions about him. If Chloe knew how she was connected to Dom..

"I can't believe this.." Chloe said with an astonished face. "For weeks, I have been there for you. Maybe you just didn't notice or maybe you just wanted to be alone, but I was there. All I wanted was for you to talk to me, but you never did. You never talked to me, Beca." Beca could hear Chloe's voice break. "And now, I've found something I'm simply happy about and I really do feel the need to talk to a friend.. all you do is judge me? I know it has been hard for you, I get that, I really do.." Chloe said sincere. "But I just.. I need you to be at my side too." Chloe stood up from Beca's bed and walked to the door, but stopped halfway and turned around. "If you don't want me around anymore, please say it. Don't keep me coming here just to make a fool of myself." Chloe bit her lip and slightly shook her head.

Beca was left staggered as Chloe closed the door behind her.