Don't tell me you're sorry 'cause you're not

Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught

But you put on quite a show

Really had me going

But now it's time to go

Curtain's finally closing

That was quite a show

Very entertaining

But it's over now

Go on and take a bow

I must have stood in the bedroom for ten minutes straight after Aubrey left. I slowly bent down and picked up the lilies. I inhaled. White spring lilies, my favorite flower. Aubrey remembered. I transferred them to a glass vase and sat on the living room couch. She had to come home sometime, right? She didn't. I stayed awake all night on the couch waiting for her but she never came. But somehow I didn't cry. I wasn't sad. I wasn't mad. I felt nothing. I was numb.

At some point, the sun did come up and I hadn't slept a wink. I changed and headed to Bellas rehearsal. Aubrey was there in the same clothes as last night, her makeup neglected and her usually gorgeous blonde hair a mess. She looked terrible. "Aubrey what happened to you?" I whispered. "I was worried sick! I didn't sleep at all last night."

She stared back at me coldly. "I wasn't aware I had to notify you of every little bit of my life, Chloe." She clapped her hands. "Come on, Bellas. Let's get ready."

Beca wasn't there. She'd quit after Regionals. "I texted Beca," I lied. Anything for Aubrey to acknowledge my existence.

She glared. "We can win without her," she snapped. An argument broke out.

Aubrey blew chunks. I couldn't take it anymore. "We could have been champions!" I shrieked, lunging at her. I wasn't mad for that reason. I was mad because she wouldn't speak to me. I had done a terrible thing, but she loved me for god's sake. She should forgive me. Aubrey and I rolled on the floor, locked in a girl fight.

"What the hell!" a voice exclaimed. Everyone froze. Beca was standing in the doorway. I stood up, and Aubrey followed suit. Beca sat everyone down. The confessions began.

I took a deep breath. It was my turn. "I've been in love with-" I paused. I looked at Chloe. "Unicycle for the past four years," I lied. I hoped Chloe would get the message.

Beca frowned. "Okay, then."

"Someone else go now," I said hastily.

The confessions continued. I sat on my hands. Chloe told us about her nodes, and I rushed over to hug her tightly. I looked at Beca. "So what do we do now?"

Beca led us to the pool. She turned to me. "Aubrey, pick a song."

I glanced at Chloe. I took a breath. "Bruno Mars, Just the Way You Are."

Beca smiled. "Chloe, are you okay to take the lead?"

Chloe nodded. She began singing. A little way in, Beca jumped in with Just a Dream. I joined her, thoughts of Chloe racing through my mind. No matter what happened, I would always have the kiss.

As the song ended, I glanced at Chloe. She was staring straight ahead at the wall. The girls cheered. We circled and put our hands in. We all sang our notes, but Chloe produced a lower note than she ever had before. She jumped and clapped a hand over her mouth. "I've never made that sound before," she gasped.

Chloe was the Bellas' savior; she could now hit the bass notes. I threw my arms around her before I remembered I was supposed to be mad at her. I stepped back awkwardly. "Great job, Chloe," I said.

She nodded. "Thanks." I could feel Beca's gaze burning into us. I looked at her, but her face was blank and unreadable.

I approached her. "Thanks for helping us out," I said. "I'd like to pass on the leadership of the Bellas to you." I handed her the pitch pipe.

She took it. "Thank you, Aubrey. I won't let you down," she replied.

I pulled her into a hug. "Make me proud, Beca."

She nodded into my shoulder. "I will."

I took a deep breath and followed the Bellas onto the stage for my final performance with the girls. Aubrey began her solo. Her voice was like that of an angel; so pure, so soft, so sweet. Then it was my turn. I looked to my left, where Aubrey was standing. It was then that I realized it. I was in love with Aubrey Posen. She looked so natural on the stage doing what she loved. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. But I had to tear my gaze away after only a second. I couldn't bear it. Graduation was in two weeks, and who knew if I'd ever see her again afterward?

We made it through the song alive. They announced the runners up to be the Treblemakers. We all held our breath. I glanced over and saw Beca tightly clutching Aubrey's hand.

"I've seen the way Aubrey looks at you. I know that look."

I knew now what Beca meant. She looked at Aubrey the same way Aubrey looked at me, and the same way I now looked at Aubrey. Beca was in love with my girl. I wouldn't have it. I grabbed Aubrey's other hand, but she shook it off. She couldn't still be mad at me. She couldn't!

"And this year's ICCA champions are… The Barden Bellas!" the man announced. The girls shrieked and ran onto the stage to collect our trophy. There was hugging, crying, and rejoicing. I even hugged Beca, despite the anger I was feeling toward her. Nothing, even Beca's crush on Aubrey or Aubrey still being mad at me, could bring me down.

When we finally got home, Aubrey and I collapsed on the couch together. "Aubrey," I whispered. "Please don't stay mad at me. I did a terrible thing to you. I'm so sorry." I reached for her hand.

She snatched it away. "Chloe, what you did was more than terrible. You broke my heart. I loved you. I still do. Nothing you can say will ever fix this." She stood up. "I'm going to take a shower." She walked briskly to the bathroom and locked the door.

I buried my head in my hands and cried, hoping my loud sobs were masked by the running of the shower. Aubrey couldn't just leave me like this. I had to fix things. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was Tom. "Hey," I answered.

"Hey, babe, wanna come over to celebrate your Bellas win?" he asked in a husky voice.

I sighed. "Go to hell, Tom." I hung up the phone and threw it as hard as I could onto the couch. He tried calling back three more times, but I didn't answer. I didn't want anyone but Aubrey.

Graduation came and passed, and Chloe and I shared a tearful goodbye. As friends, of course. It was the only time I spoke to her after the ICCA's. We were packing up the apartment in silence. I was going to a law school in San Francisco, and Chloe was moving to L.A. to make a career of her acting. This chapter of our lives was coming to an end. My only regret was that Chloe and I never ended up together. All we shared was one kiss, and even that was nothing but a lie. I sealed the last box and brought it out to my moving van. My father was waiting in his car beside the truck. "Ready to go?" he asked.

I nodded. "Give me a minute. I just have to say goodbye to Chloe." I went back inside. "Well, I'm done."

Chloe looked up, her eyes watering. "Aubrey, don't leave just yet. Please, just stay with me for one night longer." The tears in her crystal blue eyes were threatening to spill over.

I shook my head. "It's too late. You messed it up. I just wanted to say goodbye. Who knows if I'll see you again?"

Chloe pulled me into a tight hug, starting to sob uncontrollably. "Aubrey, I love you. I just want you to know that. I know I messed up, but that was before I knew. I just want us to be together."

I pushed her away. "Goodbye, Chloe. It was amazing knowing you. I hope we bump into each other in the future. We'll go for coffee." I left the apartment, closing the white door behind me for the last time. I raised a hand to the wood, gently tracing my finger over the 201 written in gold on the door. Apartment 201, the apartment Chloe and I had shared for three years, the apartment I'd never see again. Chloe was inside crying her eyes out. "I wish it didn't have to be this way," I whispered as the tears began to flow. "I'll never forget you, Chloe Beale. You were my first love and my best friend. Please never forget me." I lightly kissed the door before I turned and slowly walked away from the only love I'd ever known.

Halfway down the hall, Beca stopped me. Without a word, she grabbed me around the neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss. We broke off after just a few seconds. "I had to do that once before you left forever," she said breathlessly. Her makeup was smeared. She'd been crying. "I love you, Aubrey. And I know you love Chloe. So get your ass back in there and tell her you love her because all I want is for you to be happy."

I sighed. "Chloe was never mine to love. It's game over for me. We're parting ways. I'll probably never see her again. I'll text you sometime. Goodbye, Beca." I brushed past her and ran downstairs, wiping my eyes, hoping my makeup was still intact. If my father knew I had been crying he'd chew me out for showing my emotions. I got into the car. "Let's go," I said. I stared into the apartment window as my father slowly pulled out of the parking lot. And I swear I could just barely see Chloe and Beca sitting on the couch together, both of them crying. Then it was gone. I was gone.