Her eyes flitted close as the breeze came, taking her woes and tears along. She sat cross-legged on the edge of the patio, breathing in the fresh air around the lagoon. The sun has long set its sail over the horizon and now the sky is blanketed with black velvet. If you look closely and block out the bonfire that burned in a distance across the yard, you'd see the stars littered across the corners of that velvet piece.

Each one of them looking down like guardians as the red-head wiped away yet another fresh teardrop. Her mind desperately willing her lips from curling down, failing miserably.

i stopped me from walking any further, afraid to let and watch misery play out itself.
you've single-handedly written the farewell to our next chapter, leaving me in the ruins that laid in the wake of you.

Aubrey watched from a distance in the beach-house where the ceremony was held earlier.

Luke and Beca didn't continue the ceremony, choosing to postpone the wedding yet again. "Fourth time's the charm!" quipped Luke as he helped to clear the furniture that laid haphazardly around in the yard. Beca had hit him in the arm in playful retaliation before casting a worried look at the two girls who were still locked in a wet embrace; Chloe was beyond herself while Aubrey simply held her still.

"So, mind if I ask - whose wedding has she wanted to crash?"

Aubrey whipped around to find Beca standing next to her; those navy eyes fixed on the lonesome red-head who has collapsed into another fit of tears.

"Someone she loves dearly."

"… That's… Helpful."

"Helpful?"

"She looks like she needs help."

Those words led Aubrey to break her watch over Chloe and fixed her hazel eyes on the brunette. "What do you mean she needs help? We don't even know you."

Smiling, Beca held up her hands in mock surrender, "Hey, I'm just sayin-"

"-I know what you're saying. Look, we're.. I'm terribly sorry that we crashed your wedding-"

"-literally."

Aubrey closed her eyes to stop herself from going on a full-on tirade, knowing full well what trouble they've caused for the couple that evening. She took a deep breath before continuing,

"Right. Anyway, again we're sorry. I'm sorry. Chloe, she's…"

"… Heartbroken."

"Yes."

"Her love has married another."

"… You could say that."

"And you guys had wanted to crash that wedding but went for the wrong turn."

"… Yes, again we're sorry."

Beca tore her eyes away from Chloe for the first time since she stepped up next to Aubrey to look at the blonde girl. Both girls could feel each other's eyes burning into their own.

Meanwhile…

Chloe sniffled and decided that she had enough of sitting and moping around the patio. She stretched her legs over the water and slowly stood up, dusting her shorts as she turned around to head back into the house. She took a few steps and stopped, cocking her head as she observed the two dark figures talking animatedly near the window that overlooked the lagoon. One of them looked suspiciously a lot like Aubrey.

She strained her ears but couldn't catch any word. Shrugging, she started her walk back to the house, looking around at the aftermath of the crashed wedding. Most of the furniture had been cleared; the guests were mostly gone except for a few family members. There's a brunette man talking to Luke with a goofy smile on his face.

As she walked past her beetle (the wedding guests have kindly helped to pull the car out of the lagoon and have set it somewhere along the yard), she couldn't help but glance over the side where the other wedding was held; the wedding that felt like the end of her world.

The lights were still lit and she could still hear people chuckling and cheering, albeit softer than earlier. She couldn't see anyone over the tall woven fence that separated the two beach-houses, but she could imagine the smiles on the women's faces.

"That smile should have been mine. All mine." Chloe mumbled to herself, breaking her walk as she leaned up against her car.

"Hey you…" the tall brunette smiled as she wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's waist. Chloe grinned and basked in the taller girl's embrace. "Mmm you smell so good, Chlo."

"Of course." Chloe turned in her arms and rested her forehead against the other girl's. She sighed in contentment and closed her eyes, "You know, I can totally live like this forever. In your arms, hearing your voice, breathing you every day, seeing your face and knowing you're here…"

As she looked up into her lover's eyes, she saw a sudden glint of hesitation before it was stolen and covered with eyes that spelt full-on adoration and lust. Shrugging inside, she closed the gap between them and felt the other slowly return her kiss.

/

"Beca, listen. Let her grieve over this. They've been together for three years and-"

"Let us help her. She looks like she could have some fun whilst grieving. If that other girl is anything like you said, maybe her mourning period won't be as long as you'd think."

Aubrey kept silent. Beca could tell that she's mulling over the shorter girl's words and smirked.

"… You're going to cave, aren't you?"

The blonde sighed and looked at her friend again, "You know, that beetle. Stace bought that for her. It must have meant something for her, for both of them really. I just don't understand why."

Beca nodded for Aubrey to continue.

Letting out another frustrated groan, she turned her eyes back to the brunette, "I just want to see her happy again, even when she's with things or people that remind her of her."

The shorter girl didn't respond this time; she twirled and played with her engagement ring on her finger, forgetting in that moment why that ring was there. Images of the red-head wrapped in tears kept playing in the back of her mind.

Meanwhile…

"Hey look! A shooting star!" Jesse yelled, pointing at the sky excitedly.

"Yeah," Luke smiled and looked over to where Beca was standing.

"And someone just made a wish, I'd say."