Emily Junk was the first one of the Bellas who couldn't resist the list. She was the youngest and the most naive one. Perhaps that's why she was the most vulnerable to give in to the list.
It was just an ordinary Wednesday. She had gone to her classes and nothing unusual had happened. After her classes she had attended the Bella practice. And she hadn't messed up more than usual. So that was a good thing.
After they had dinner together Emily went to her room. Wheb she finished her homework she thought about what she could do with the rest of her evening.
She was so bored that she decided to clean her room. It has been a while since she last cleaned it and halfway through the cleaning process her eyes fell on the list. She hadn't thought about the list since Lilly had given it to them weeks ago.
She made herself comfortable on her bed and start reading the list carefully. Some of the ideas on the list were downright scary.
She didn't see herself going into the sewers at night to look for a date. And the idea of dating a senior citizen for his money wasn't something that she would ever do. She didn't understand how those things would make feel anyone alive.
A lot of the things on the list weren't things she ever considered doing. Either they cost to much effort or it would be likely for her to end up in jail.
However number 46 on the list seemed to call her name. She thought about the pro and cons of it. Would she have the gut to do something like that?
She decided she would go for it. This was her chance to show everyone that she wasn't a stupid little girl.
She looked a last time at number 46.
46. Go to a restaurant and steal the most expensive bottle of wine.
It wasn't the most daring thing on the list, but she had never done anything illegal. So for her, stealing something was a huge thing. If she could accomplish this, maybe they wouldn't treat her like a baby anymore.
From the moment she decided to do it she was obsessed with number 46. Every free minute she had, she spent planning the whole thing. She was so into this thing that the other girls had asked her if she was alright. She had told them that she was fine and that they didn't have to worry about her.
Not everybody believed her. She noticed that Beca kept an eye on her. Stacie and Chloe had told her that if there was something that bothered her, she didn't need to hesitate to come to them.
She wouldn't do that. This was something she needed to do by herself. This was her moment to proof she was someone.
After she planned everything carefully, she needed to decide which restaurant she would go to.
But for once luck was on her side. The Bellas had been invited to perform at the opening of a new restaurant. This was her chance to do it.
Before the official opening they were invited to come by. This would give them the chance see how big the stage for their performance was.
They got a grand tour through the restaurant. From the kitchen to bar. And of course the area where the guest would sit. And the stage. She recorded everything with her phone and she wasn't the only one who did that. They were all impressed. It really was a nice restaurant. The owners and the staff were really friendly and answered every question they had. She felt slightly guilty about what she was going to do. But she couldn't go back. She needed to do it.
The day of their tour wasn't the day she would do it. She would wait until the day of their performance. That day the place would be packed and the chance of her being noticed would be smaller then.
After their visit to the restaurant she went straight to her room. She locked her door and watched the clip she recorded over and over. She watched it until she could dream it. It was important that she would know exactly were to go. That way she wouldn't waste any time.
The day of the performance came and she was more nervous than usual. The rest of the girls seemed to notice it, and had asked her if she was feeling alright. She shrugged it off and told them that she was just exited to perform again after Fat Amy's fiasco.
The performance went perfect. Everything went as they had practiced. Everybody was enthusiastic about their performance.
After their performance everybody wanted to talk to them. This was the moment for Emily to do what she needed to do since everyone else was occupied.
She managed to sneak to the bar. She looked around her to see if anyone would notice her. When she was sure that no one was around, she grabbed the bottle of wine. She hid it in her bag and went back to the rest of the Bellas.
She was proud of herself. She did it and nobody had noticed it. Or so she thought.
When they were back in the Bellas house she excused herself and went to her room. She hid the bottle in her closet. She was to young to drink and wine wasn't really her thing.
She didn't think about it anymore. She had done it and that was that. But a few days after the incident she started to get texts from an unknown number.
The person who texted her, let her know that they had seen everything. And from that moment things escalated quickly. Her actions had consequences she hadn't thought about.
She didn't know who they are, but they knew who she was. From the texts she received, she concluded that they were watching her every move.
And then they started to blackmail her. They pressured her to do things for them. Illegal things. Dangerous things. Things she wouldn't normally do. The more she did the further they pressured her.
She was so busy with those things that she started to miss practice. She didn't have any time to do her homework. She didn't have any time for kept demanding more and more of her. The rest of the Bellas had noticed it. They asked her about it, but she couldn't tell them what was wrong.
The price she paid for stealing a bottle of wine became to much for her. She knew she had to confide in someone. She was embarrassed to go to anyone, but she had no choice. This had to stop because it was slowly killing her.
But who could she go to? Fat Amy and Cynthia Rose weren't an option. Chloe, Stacie and Flo couldn't help her with this. She needed someone badass. Someone who wasn't afraid to kick some ass. So Jessica and Ashley were out of the question too. That left only Aubrey, Beca and Lilly. She thought about the three girls and quickly decided that Aubrey wasn't an option either. Lilly scared her to much so only Beca was left.
The next assignment they gave to her was to set the Bellas house on fire while her friends were inside. That was the moment she decided she had to go to her captain. She didn't care anymore if her secret came out. Her only concern now was to protect her friends.
That night she found herself knocking on Beca's door.
"Legacy, what's up?" Beca asked her.
She didn't know were to start. She just sat there on her captains bed feeling miserable. And when she didn't say anything, Beca grew more and more concerned.
"Maybe I should get Chloe. She knows…" Beca said before Emily cut her off.
"No, please don't tell Chloe or anyone else" Emily said finally.
"I won't. But you better start talking Legacy" her captain said.
"It all started when I read the list" Emily started.
The next thirty minutes she spent explaining Beca what she had done. And what happened after she stole that bottle of wine.
"And now they want me to set the Bellas house on fire. And I don't know what to do anymore" Emily said in tears.
Beca couldn't believe her ears. Again that fucking list. She thought she was clear about it. Apparently she hadn't been clear enough.
Quickly she realised she needed to do something. This was getting out of hand, and it was destroying Emily.
The first thing she did was asking Emily for her copy of the list. When the Legacy had brought it, she burnt it.
The second thing was confiscating Emily's phone. When they contact her, Beca would deal with them. At the moment that was the only thing she could do.
She didn't care what she had to do to save Emily. Soon she would wish that she wasn't a captain. But for now she did what she thought was the right thing to do.