Authors note: Hey guys. So I have a few follows for the story but no reviews. :( It kind of bummed me out, but I guess I'll post another and see if that changes.

Trigger Warnings: Underage drinking, mentions of abuse, panic attacks, self harm.

Chloe left Beca in the shower because if she hadn't left then she would've done something completely stupid like help her wash her body, or kiss her or something equally gay. Chloe blushed at the slightly provocative thoughts running through her head. She was usually bubbly but now she was nervous because she would be at the after party soon, and there would be alcohol and Beca. Alcohol and Beca. Oh God, what if she does something stupid? She does that alot when she drinks. So, for safety of course she was not going to drink tonight.

She rubbed her face with her hands and walked slowly to the after party. She grabbed some soda and had a few sips of it as she looked around. They did it. It took some work but her and Aubrey did it. They had the Bellas this year. She grabbed another cup and took a sip noticing it was some shit looking alcohol. Literally. It was some murky brown stuff. She grimaced and decided a little bit of alcohol wouldn't hurt. Now she just had to stay away from hot girls, particularly a brunette.

A few drinks later...

Chloe felt really fucking light headed. She staggered slightly as she picked up another cup. This stuff probably had more alcohol percent then she thought. She couldn't even keep her thoughts straight, not that she wanted to as she was looking for a hot brunette. Ha, she cracked herself up as she stumbled toward the Bellas. She giggled at Aubrey's facial expression as Fat Amy talked to her about boys or something. She glanced around and her eyes fell on Beca, she grinned and walked more like slightly wobbled toward her.

"Beca! Hey!" She exclaimed and leaned off some sort of bench thing? Who made a seat made of concrete? She grabbed Beca's arms and touched their foreheads together. Her lips twitched upward. "I think...we're going to be the bestest of friends." She giggled and looked into Beca's eyes. They were really pretty, and like a chocolate brown...huh she wondered if Beca was always so closed off even with emotions, sure Beca seemed nervous when appropriate, and sort of kinda hot...no wait that wasn't where she was going with this, Beca just seemed naturally closed off to everyone and used sarcasm as a defense so people stayed at least a mile away especially if feelings were involved.

Beca fought back a smile at the tipsy ginger. "Well, you saw me naked...so..." She winked and fought a shiver as the ginger touched their foreheads together and ran her hands up and down her arms. She bit her lip and glanced down at the gingers cleavage before blushing and looking back at Chloe's eyes.

"Do...you...wanna walk me back to my room?" Chloe asked and snorted slightly in laughter. "Like, for safety not in a naked way? Ya know?" She giggled drunkenly and wrapped her arm around Beca's waist. "Well unless you want to." She mumbled and winked.

"Let's just stay clothed and get you to your room." She sighed and wrapped her arm around the gingers shoulders while glancing around nervously seeming to look for someone.

"Whatcha...looking for?" She mumbled and bit her lip trying to walk in a straight line was really hard when you're drunk. "I mean..." She snorted again. "You got a hottie here."

Beca rolled her eyes and sighed in relief as they neared Chloe's dorm. "What's your-..." She broke off as a male voice called out. "Beca!" Chloe furrowed her eyebrows together. Why did he sound all mad?

Beca froze in fear as she recognized the voice. How the fuck was he here? This was a college party? She quickly let go of Beca and moved away from her. He couldn't see her next to another girl, he would get so mad and probably hurt her...or Chloe. She bit her lip so hard that she was afraid she would draw blood...the thought of him even thinking about touching Chloe was enough to make her feel like her skin was covered with needles.

The man walked up and raised an eyebrow at Beca, he was calm...to calm; she thought. She wrapped her arms around herself and felt her usual confidence and bitchy attitude completley dissappear. She bit her lip again and clenched her hands tightly, feeling her fingernails dig into her palm.

"Oh, uh...hi dad." She mumbled and looked at the floor suddenly finding the crack in the sidewalk very interesting. Chloe though slightly tipsy noticed the immediate change in not only the girls attitude but how the man seemed to be a bit...creepy? For lack of a better word. Chloe tried her best ot act like she hadn't been drinking and silently promised Beca that she wouldn't say a word.

The man pursed his lips. "Beca." He said with a nod. "And...?" He asked as he looked at the red head.

The red head really hoped she didn't sound drunk, though the seriousness of the situation seemed to sober her up slightly. "Chloe." She said and smiled softly at the man. "Beca's father?" She asked and held out her hand to shake his.

He nodded. "Dr. Mitchell. I teach literature here." He said and grinned at her. "Chloe, beautiful name." He said and looked at Beca. "Friend of yours?"

Beca nodded stiffly and could tell she would be in for a punishment later. "Well, I hope you girls can stay out of trouble." He said firmly. "I'll see you tomorrow for dinner, Beca." Beca nodded quickly knowing the silent message; You better keep your mouth shut. She fought a grimace as she remembered her punishment for running out of class the on her first day, he didn't want to ruin his "perfect image." If only they knew what he does behind everyones back. She just wanted her dad away from Chloe while managing to keep her secret from her. She watched nervously as he walked away towards his car, while still making sure Chloe didn't touch her.

Chloe looked at Beca and raised an eyebrow. "What was that about, Beca?"

"Oh, he is just...very strict. You know?" She said and forced a laugh. "Wants me to be the best I can, stay out of trouble and all that."

Chloe seriously doubted that but she felt nauseous and didn't want to push it tonight. And she knew Beca wasn't just going to pop out and say it. "Well, since it's late...do you just want to stay in my room?" She asked hopefully. "We can watch a movie?"

Beca dreaded her words that she knew she had to say. To protect her. She swallowed thickly. "No. We can't be friends." She paused and felt her breathing falter slightly. Great, a panic attack to top it all off. She breathed slowly and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry. Just, leave me alone. I'm not a good friend to have."

Chloe's eyes widened. "I know I'm not that drunk." She said as her usual bubbliness deflated. "Why?" Her voice broke slightly and she grabbed Beca's hand. "Why can't we be friends? I thought-...Is it something I said?"

Beca snatched her hand away. "No." She felt needles all over her skin and she needed to get back to her room before she had a total melt down. She felt the familiar tugging in her mind, she needed to go somewhere alone. "Fuck off." She snapped before turning her back on Chloe. For protection...She just kept repeating that and hoped it would lessen the crippling anxiety and depression she knew she would face...probably within the next 5 minutes. She burst into her room totally ignoring Kimmy Jin and grabed her razor before running back out and to the bathroom and into a shower stall before turning the water on.

She tried to push Chloe's tear filled eyes out of her mind as she broke the piece of metal out of the razor. She bit her lip as she slid it across her thigh, she blinked the tears away and just accepted that she would feel a lot worse tomorrow, especially after "dinner" with her dad. She cried as she watched the red mix into the water and down the drain...She wished she could follow it and dissappear into a dark hole too.

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