Thanks to all you lovely people who took the time to read and review my story! You guys make my heart swell 3 This chapter has a lot of similarities to Jennifer's Body but I added my own little twists. I use the song performed in the movie as well just because I think it fits the story perfect. After this chapter there will be little similarities between my story and the movie. Also things are going to start getting intense. :)
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(I DO NOT OWN PITCH PERFECT NOR JENNIFER'S BODY)
To The Devil: Chapter 2
Oh my god this is going no where! Why do I have to dress like a hobo for a living? Let's just face it guys, I'm not going to be able to find anything hot to wear and Chloe is going to find someone new to go to Randy's with and I'll be stuck here studying for physics while she goes and gets married to the rich drummer in the band raising two huskies leaving me all behind!"
Veins were popping out of Beca's neck as she finally finished her rant. She was tossing clothes left to right, up and down, covering every inch of carpet on her floor. Finally giving up, she runs her hand through her hair, gripping the brunette locks as she makes her way to her bed.
"First off, what the hell Beca? Where the hell did you come up with that ridiculous scenario?"
Beca flops herself onto her bed and lays on her back next to Aubrey and Stacie who were desperately trying to help the troubled girl.
Beca huffs blowing the hair out of her face "Doesn't matter Posen. I am fashionably challenged."
Stacie and Aubrey were really the only people she befriended through high school because she didn't think anybody would compare to her and Chloe's friendship. Freshman year was when she discovered Stacie walking out of her house that happened to be four houses down from Beca's. She figured Stacie had been drinking due to her lack of coordination and how she couldn't stand up without tumbling over. The puking was next and that was a dead give away. That night consisted of hair holding and a sentimental heart to heart with a plastered, leggy brunette. Beca didn't understand why she opened up to the girl but she honestly had no one else to talk to about these things and even though she knew Stacie wouldn't even remember the conversation in the morning, it was good to open up.
Turns out Stacie did remember the conversation when she sat next to Beca in her Chemistry class. She honestly wouldn't picture Stacie taking an AP Chemistry class but she soon tossed that assumption away when she glanced at Stacie's GPA. The girl had brains for sure and she was hot. Must be nice to have the best of both worlds.
As far as Aubrey, she met Beca through Stacie.
It was half way through their freshman year and it wasn't until she walked into Stacie's unlocked house when she walked in on the two of them playing tonsil hockey on Stacie's bed. Awkward and shocked were an understatement of how Beca felt. She would be less in shock if it was a guy who Stacie was straddled over but she got nothing but blonde hair and green eyes under that promiscuous brunette. She should really, really stop making assumptions about Stacie because she was the definition of conundrum wrapped in a riddle.
Stacie and Aubrey are so different it's astounding how well they work together. The flirt and the prude is how Beca categorizes the two but they're bound to be together forever. They were already the ideal high school "sweet hearts".
"Doesn't matter Posen. I better go get my books to study."
"Beca stop. You're acting more pathetic than your usual self." Aubrey continues to play with Stacie's hair as she lays on her lap.
Tossing her girlfriend off of her, Aubrey gives her a shove, "Babe, work your magic and help her before she get's worse."
Stacie searched through Beca's mountain of clothes that were now on her floor hoping she would find something to blow the redhead away.
"Bingo!"
Beca shot up from her position on the bed to look at what Stacie found for her to wear.
A vintage beading, long-sleeve, asymmetric black button down blouse and a pair of black, heeled boots were the winning outfit Stacie presented to Beca.
"Wow. Where do you find these?!" Beca held up the black boots "I don't even remember purchasing these."
"It's crazy what you find in the black hole you call a closet. They should be calling your room Devil's Kettle."
The story behind the name is as vapid as it may sound. There is actually a hiking trail that leads to a waterfall which is surrounded by unusual rock formation. The river also known as Brule River flows throughout Minnesota and nearly half of it disappears into a pothole. Scientist have thrown things in this pothole but everything they've thrown down there, never surfaces. They say it could lead to another dimension.
"Har har." Beca flips Stacie off and she grabs the items of clothing Stacie picked out for her. Since she missed out on the pants part, Beca went to her pile and picked out a nice pair of white skinny jeans. When her outfit was finally complete, she headed to her bathroom to change and fix up any make/hair problems.
"Come here" Aubrey says curling her index finger up and down "You're so good with fashion it should be a crime."
Stacie hovers herself over Aubrey and taps the outside of her thigh to give her the hint to make room for her to lay in between.
"What can I say?" She gives a peck on her girlfriend's lips. "It's a gift."
"I can't disagree with you there though there are many other things you are more talented with."
Aubrey's tone was a anything but chaste. She brings her fingers up to Stacie's eyes and wiggles her fingers.
"Oh babe, Don't make me blush."
Aubrey's neck was tugged being brought into a sinful kiss. She allows Stacie's tongue that swipes across her bottom lip to roam the inside of her mouth while her tongue fights for dominance. Just as things were about to get heated, Beca emerges from her bathroom.
"Dude!" Beca shields her eyes, attempting to erase the image out of her brain. "I saw tongue oh my god! NO MAKING OUT ON MY BED!"
Stacie bites her cheek to hold back a laugh as Aubrey rolls her eyes.
"Calm down Beca. You look nice by the way."
"Wow" Beca glance up at her ceiling leaving questioning looks from Stacie and Aubrey "There is a god. The Aubrey Posen just gave me a compliment."
Aubrey flashes Beca her middle finger "Better record this moment Beca, it's a once in a lifetime thing. Seriously though, you should wear your hair like that more often. You don't even look half raccoon with your make up!"
Beca decided on straightening her hair since Chloe loves how long it is and she took off some of her eye liner that she had on from school.
"Chloe's here." Beca announces as she takes one more look in the mirror.
Stacie cocks an eyebrow,"How do you know? I didn't even hea-"
"Beca!"
A sweet, bubbly voice calls from downstairs echoing through the halls of Beca's house.
"That's fucking weird."
Stacie and Aubrey get off of Beca's bed and follow Beca through the newly, dark halls.
Chloe sat at the edge of the staircase waiting for Beca to come down. She turns around and makes eye contact with Beca. Her jaw drops as she receives a glance at Beca's outfit.
"You Beca Mitchell, are an arresting figure."
Beca fights back a blush that emerges from her cheeks and Chloe is staring at her.
Chloe's choice of outfit was pretty similar for the most part. She decided on a white, American flag tank top that showed her perfectly toned arms and back, a pair of black, short shorts that also showed off her toned limbs. She finished her outfit off with black, Chunky heeled boots that defined her calf muscles. The hair was in loose curls framing her face perfectly and makeup was done light. Like always, she was wearing the studded moon around her neck.
"You don't look to be yourself red." She trots her way down the rest of the steps and stands beside Chloe. She can feel Chloe's smile generating off of her as they wait for Stacie and Aubrey to come down.
"It's really muggy in here" Chloe squints her eyes at the couple and sniffs the air. Beca raises her eyebrows as she tries to get on the same page as her best friend. "Were you two banging?!"
Beca nearly chokes on her saliva at Chloe's bluntness. She tries to laugh away the awkward tension flooding the room but the tension is only getting stronger.
"I wish but Beca has certain rules when it comes to her bed." Stacie replies to Chloe and takes a look at Aubrey who looks like she is two seconds away from dying of embarrassment.
"Ugh Beca live a little. That rule is going to have to change."
Chloe tosses her keys at Beca and she catches them last second.
"Why did you give me your car keys dork?"
"I'm not even going to lie. I may have taken a shot or two or three back at my house before I came to get you." Chloe gives Beca a shy look while she flashes a tight grin.
Beca rolls her eyes "You're incorrigible."
"But I'm cute though." Chloe then demonstrates, striking a pose with one of her hands placed behind her head and the other resting on her hip. Beca can't even keep a straight face because it's nothing but true. Chloe Beale is an absolute angel.
"Okay big head let's go before I change my mind about going out."
Chloe, Beca, Stacie and Aubrey separate from each other bidding their goodbyes but not until Aubrey tells them to be careful.
The two make it to Chloe's car and they both get situated.
The spaces between the right hand Beca currently wasn't using to drive fills with soft, cold hands. Chloe takes their newly intertwined hands into her lap and they fall into comfortable silence.
Randy's was a small, rock bar where students from Barden would come on the weekend since there was absolutely nothing else to do. Everyone knew each other because the population max was about four hundred.
For it being a Friday night, the bar wasn't AS packed as Beca thought it wasn't going to be.
They get their hands marked at the door that simply told people "I'm a pussy and can't buy my own beer yet cause I'm still in high school" and make their way into the bar.
"I wonder where the band is?" Chloe asks as they both search the perimeter for the band. Out of the corner of Beca's eyes, she spots a group of people dressed in black and dark eyeliner. "Band. nine o'clock."
Chloe listens to Beca and turns her head to get the view of the people she pointed out. They were definitely the band since now they were getting their instruments ready for their performance.
Chloe squeals "Let's go say hi!"
She grips Beca's hand and pulls her toward where the band was setting up. They make it to their destination and the band suddenly pauses their movements when Beca and Chloe drop in front of them.
"Hi I'm Chloe!" The lead singer takes her offered hand and smiles. "Nice to meet you Chloe. I'm Coby and that's Erin, Adam and Jen"
Erin was the bassist of the band. Adam was on the guitar and Jen was their drummer.
"Oh this is Beca, my best friend" Beca gives a small wave with a tight grin. Coby stare lingers on Beca a little longer than she wanted and he gives her a simper grin. "Nice to meet you Beca."
"Like wise."
It was short and sharp but Beca was getting a weird vibe from this dude and it wasn't an attractive, mysterious vibe but a dark, creepy, threatening one.
"You guys fans?"
"Oh totes! I follow you on twitter and fell in love." Chloe beamed a smile towards the band only to make eye contact with Jen.
"You're really hot." Once she realizes that she said her thought out loud she turns into a frazzled mess. "Oh I didn't mean that! Well I did mean that because you ARE super hot, sexy even. CRAP! I mean pretty. You're really pretty. I totes meant pretty the whole time."
The band is at a loss for words because of Chloe's word vomit but Jen starts to chuckle. Chloe face then turns the exact same color as her hair.
"Thank you" Jen gives her a genuine smile. Chloe realizes she has an accent and her mouth plops open. "You're not too bad yourself red."
Beca catches a familiar word coming out of Jen's mouth and snaps her neck to give her a scowling look. That's my nickname for Chloe not her's.
Jen doesn't even notice Beca mugging her because her eyes are fixated on Chloe.
"Oh my god, and you are British. I-I can't. I need something to drink. Do you guys want anything?"
"Yeah, surprise us."
Jen flashes Chloe a wink and she pretty much melts into a puddle. Chloe turns to leave but before she does, Beca grabs her wrist.
"How are you going to get alcohol? Did you forget the X's on your hands or the fact you're fucking eighteen?"
Chloe takes Beca's hands and moves them to the top of her tank top where a surprising amount of cleavage is shown. Beca gets a good handful of Chloe's boob's and snatches her hands back "Dude I basically felt you up in a bar!" Not that she's complaining but still.
"Honey. We have tits for a reason. They're deadly weapons when you know how to properly use them."
With that being said, Chloe throws a smirk at Beca and makes her way to the bartender.
Beca decides to sit down for a bit so she makes her way to a table, close to the stage.
"Guys. What about her?" Beca snaps her head up to find where the conversation was coming from.
"No man. That's definitely not true." Adam shakes his head at Coby's question. Beca soon finds out it was the band that was talking and actually talking about Chloe was still talking to the bartender.
"No man I've seen this before. The girl walks around like she is a hot piece of meat and when it comes down to getting dirty she never puts out."
By this point Beca is fuming. Getting up off her seat, she marches over to the band.
"I don't know dude I mea-" Beca cuts them off.
"That's my best fucking friend you're talking about and it's none of your fucking business if she's a virgin or not."
Beca walks off without even letting the band speak.
"Yep. She got defensive or her. You're right." Adam turn to smirk at Coby.
Beca storms off nearly running into Chloe in the process. She was carrying a tray of multiple shots all resembling a different color.
"Slow down Becs. This could've ended badly."
"Forget them Chlo, they're assholes."
"What happened?"
"I overheard them talking about how you were a virgin and stuff."
Chloe gasps as she drops the shots onto a nearby table. "As if! I haven't been a virgin since sixth grade. I'm not even a girl virgin."
She tries to fight off a laugh because she was angry but Chloe never fails to lighten up Beca.
"Hey guys we have some special guests with us tonight. Coming all the way from Oregon, let's give it up for Shoulder High!"
The band walks onto stage to pick up their instruments. "What's up Devil's Lake."
Beca scoffs "It's Kettle!"
She wanted to punch Coby in the throat because he was such a tool. Devil's Lake? What the fuck?
"Fucking A right it is!" He responds and the band starts to play. Chloe takes Beca's hand and drags her through the crowd. They find an area on the floor where it isn't too crowded.
Coby spits out his gum before he starts to sing.
All alone in an empty room
Nothing left but the memories of when I had my best friend
I don't know how we ended up here
I don't know but it's never been so clear
We made a mistake, dear.
And I see the broken glass in front of me
I see your shadow hanging over me
And your face, I can see…
The band honestly sounded pretty good which Beca hated but she couldn't even lie to herself if she tried. Chloe intertwines their hands and Beca heart starts to flutter. She doesn't know why all of a sudden since they've always held hands. It was a frightening feeling but she pushes it to the side for the time being.
Through the trees
I will find you;
I will heal the ruins left inside you
Coz I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
Chloe releases her hand and already, Beca misses the contact. She tries not to let her disappointment show but then Coby is singing right at her. Making eye contact.
I'm still here breathing now...
Until I'm set free.
Go quiet through the trees
There is something wrong with this guy for sure. He was so creepy he made Beca's skin crawl. Evil was permanent in his glare and venom was wrapped around his voice.
Beca looks over to Chloe and she looks like she is in a daze or a trance because she was just staring at the band. Emotionless. Lifeless.
All of a sudden the wires coming from the amp the band had brought catches on fire. The flames spread like wildfire across the walls where flags and paper hung and eventually spreading on the floor. Everyone started to shove their way towards the exit of the bar to get to safety. The band stops playing with a confused look. It was hard trying to keep Chloe by Beca's side since everyone was trampling over anyone in their way and also because Chloe was still acting weird. It wasn't long until Chloe's fingers slipped through Beca's and the two got separated.
"Chloe!" She got nothing.
"Chloe follow my voice!"
Beca was panicking. Screams were all that could be heard. Screams of people who were scared, screams of people who were trying to bulge their way out and screams of people who were hurt or burning to death. The smell of flesh caught up to Beca and she was gagging trying to find Chloe. It was useless. Chloe was nowhere to be found and the bar is ten seconds away from collapsing. Beca figured Chloe was outside so she squeezed her way to the front. She really hoped Chloe was outside.
Making it outside to receive a cool breeze, she searches for Chloe.
"Chloe! Chloe!" Beca yells and yells but hears no response.
In the distance she catches a glimpse of flaming red hair and it's definitely Chloe. Chloe is getting into a creepy, white van and a person behind her closes the door. The mysterious person turns around and of course, it's Coby. He catches Beca's view and flashes her a wave smirking at the fuming brunette.
"Fuck!" She starts sprinting towards the van but it was farther than she expected. She was also having a hard time running in heels. These fucking boots oh my god! She takes them off and continues running toward the van. She was so close to the van but the engine soon started, tires squealing, leaving behind a breathless Beca behind.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuck!" Beca slammed her hands down on the ground receiving a sharp pain throughout her palms. Tears stream down her face as she sobs into the dirt.
She needs help. She doesn't know what to do. Chloe is in danger and it's all her fault.
Finally getting up, she runs to Chloe's car. She needs to go home and figure out how to find Chloe.
Starting the engine, she speeds off in the dark streets.
Beca makes it to her house and she sprints her way to Stacie's door.
Beca's hand started to hurt as she pounded on her door. There was probably going to be bruises tomorrow but she didn't care.
The door opens to a confused Stacie and Aubrey. "Beca what's wrong?"
She pushes herself into Stacie's home and the couple started to worry. They were watching Beca cuss and pace back and forth with her hands gripping the top of her hair.
"Beca you need to tell us what's wrong? What happ-"
"She's gone! She is being held hostage with the band from the bar and they took her in his creepy van!" Beca interrupts Stacie as she continues to pace.
"Beca, did you get a license plate number or names? Appearance?"
"Coby is all I remember and no Aubrey I didn't because creepy vans I guess don't come with those since they don't want to be caught for kidnapping redheads!"
By this point, all three of them were freaking out. Chloe wasn't answering her phone or texts. She glances out the window and her front door is wide open.
"Guys I think she is at my house!" Before Aubrey or Stacie get the chance to say anything Beca is rushing out the door. "Ill text you guys don't worry!" Beca yells at the couple before running to her house.
She wondered why Chloe left the door wide open and didn't turn on any lights.
"Chloe?" she whispers as she tiptoes around the wooden tile trying to not make a lot of noise. She was about to call out for her again until she is being pushed into the wall. Firm hands grip her shoulder as she was railed. The back of her head slams into the wall causing a picture frame to fall off the wall. She opens her eyes to face her best friend who was covered in blood. Her white tank top being completely drenched in dark, red fluid as it streamed down onto her shorts and legs. Blood was around her mouth and down her neck dripping off the moon hanging from her necklace. Her eyes also lost their color being changed from light, cerulean blues to pitch black.
Terrified. That's what Beca was.
Finding the courage to speak, "What did they do to you?"
She doesn't respond. It was silent in the hallway and the only noise that was heard was the sound of blood dripping off of Chloe's tank top.
Chloe slowly creeps a grin at Beca.
Blood again, covers her teeth and lips.
She never replies but let's go of Beca's shoulders, dropping her to the ground. Chloe stumbles her way into the kitchen tossing out food from the fridge onto the kitchen floor.
Chloe picks out a container of roasted chicken and tears the top off.
"Chloe you don't eat meat."
Beca tries to take the chicken away from her grip but she was greeted with a bone-chilling roar. Whatever that was, it didn't sound human.
Beca flinches and throws herself back hitting the counter.
"I'm. Just .hungry." The response is dark and cold.
Beca couldn't take this anymore.
She whips out her cell phone and was about to call the police until Chloe snatches the phone out of her hand and throws it across the kitchen.
This wasn't right. It felt like she was in a nightmare.
Chloe throws herself on her hands and knees and starts to dry heave. Black, prickly liquid pours out of Chloe's mouth covering the kitchen floor. Once she is done throwing up, she start to scream.
Banshee screams were erupting the kitchen and Chloe was slamming her palm to her face.
"WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME" Chloe cries out, palms still smacking her forehead.
"Chloe. I don't know what's going on but you need to go to the doctors" Beca reaches for her phone but Chloe grabs her hand.
Beca notices her hand is warm. Really warm.
"Don't call anybody." Chloe is staring right into Beca's dark, cloudy blue eyes. "Please."
The sincerity in her tone was real and sounded just like her best friend. "Okay."
Chloe nods. "I need to go." She darts her way towards the front door, not looking back
Beca was paralyzed. She knew Chloe was still in her body even though she just experienced some inhuman things Chloe also did. Chloe's eyes were dark as night, she was paler than a ghost and her behavior resembled a rapid animal
She couldn't call the police even if she wanted to because somehow, her phone was gone.
"Beca I just saw Chloe run out of your house. Everything okay?" She heard Stacie's voice at her front door.
She quickly gets up stopping Stacie in her tracks before she was able to take a look in the kitchen where black vomit was still spread across the floor.
"Oh yeah she just had to get home because her parents were worried." Beca forces a smile "It's late Stace. Go get some rest and I'm sorry about scaring you and Bree. I don't know the story of Chloe getting home but I'll ask her tomorrow and let you know."
"Okay I'm glad you two are safe." Stacie kisses Beca's cheek and walk back home.
A single teardrop falls from Beca's left eye and trails down her cheek. She wipes her cheek and shuts her door.