AN: Hey guys, I'm back! I'm sorry it's taken me literally forever to write this, but I'm really proud of it. Benannahollars47 on Instagram help me write this, as she helps me write most of my fics. Anyways, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or the characters.
"Grow up, Beca! We both knew this would never work out!" Jesse exclaimed as he paced the shorter brunettes room. "You can't be serious!" Beca said incredulously, tears running down her pale cheeks. She knew the day would eventually come, but not right now. She truly thought they were perfect for each other, given her childhood, but she wasn't ready. Jesse stopped in his tracks, looking the senior in the eyes. He sighed, bending slightly until he was eye-level. "I'm sorry, Beca. It's not you, it's me." Beca had had enough, she didn't need this. "Oh my god! Why? Why isn't this working? Huh? I put everything I had into this relationship! And this is what you do?! You dump me?" She stood up, pacing the room as he was just moments ago. "Beca, it's not like that." "Then what's it like, Jesse? Was I just some fling to get you through college? That I never meant anything to you?" She was yelling by now, but she didn't care. "You know that's not true." "Do I? Because it's what you're implying here! You know what? Just leave, I don't care anymore!" Jesse momentarily dropped his head into his hands, before getting up and walking towards the door. He stole one last glance at the girl he had loved, turning and closing the door behind him.
8 months later….
"Chlo." Beca whined as she made her way towards the redhead, arms wrapped around herself. She laid down on the couch, curling into a ball as she put her head on the older girl's lap. "Oh, well, good morning to you too." Chloe smiled down at the brunette, though it faulted at the look on the younger girls face. "Everything okay, Becs?" Chloe asked, trying to figure out the girl. Beca nodded, taking comfort as Chloe gently ran her fingers through brunette locks. "Cramps." Beca said. "Oh." Chloe merely responded. Aubrey eyed the brunette slightly, knowing that her period had ended just under a week ago, or so she thought. Living in a house with 8 other women in it, someone had to sink up, and it just so happened to be the two who had once "hated each other's guts". She let it go though, assuming it had been something that the younger girl had eaten.
Throughout the rest of the morning, if you could call it that as Beca had woken up at nearly 10, the brunette sought out comfort in the older girl. At one point, Chloe had managed to help the Dj upstairs into bed, willing to cuddle the day away. Beca was thankful it was a Saturday and neither of them had classes, because she was sure she would die due to the immense pain surging through her stomach. "Beca." Chloe had practically whispered, not wanting to wake her if she was asleep, but wanting to gain her attention if she wasn't. "Hmm?" Beca hummed in response, not wanting to disturb the quietness they were in. "Do you want me to grab the heating pad?" The redhead asked gently. "Umm, maybe?" Beca squeezed her eyes shut as another painful cramp ran through her body, groaning slightly. Chloe watched as her small girlfriend blindly reached for her hand, gripping it tightly. She let out a few soft whimpers, gently suppressing her grip on the older girls hand. As the pain slowly went away, Chloe got up and found the heating pad, plugging it in, before putting it on her girlfriends stomach. She walked back around the bed, laying down behind her again.
As the brunette's cramps had gotten progressively worse throughout the day, Chloe had asked, more than once, if seeking help from the hospital would help, to which Beca had shot down time after time again. "Do you wanna see if relaxing in a warm bath helps?" Chloe asked, gently swiping the brunette's hair from her forehead. Beca nodded as Chloe leaned over and placed a kiss on her head, before getting up and going to the bathroom. The younger girl squeezed her eyes shut as another cramp hit, somehow even worse than the others. She had always had cramps during that time of the month, but these were different, not to mention that she wasn't even on her period. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was, then again she did have times when they were worse than any other cramps she had had. Either way, she truly did feel like death. Her whole body hurt, and she just wanted to sleep, but every time she would actually fall asleep, another shooting pain in her abdomen would wake her up. "Becs," Chloe said quietly, "your bath's ready, sweetie." "Thank you." Beca looked up at the redhead, smiling fondly, despite the pain. Chloe smiled sadly, rubbing the smaller girl's shoulder.
Chloe helped Beca sit up, giving her a minute to steady herself. She didn't say anything as the brunette turned and slid off the bed, instead supporting her girlfriend. Beca grasped at the taller girl's shirt, her face scrunching as yet another pain shot through her. "Chlo." Beca whimpered, looking up slightly as a few tears escaped down her cheeks. Chloe took pity on the younger girl, pulling her closer and whispering soothing words into her ear. "You're okay, baby, it's okay." Chloe said gently. She continued to hold her girlfriend, waiting until the pain subsided. As the girls breathing began to even out again, they started walking towards the bathroom, Chloe helping Beca out of her clothes and into the tub.
"Becs, I'm worried about you, do you wanna go to the hospital?" Chloe asked rather worriedly. "No, Chlo. I'm just gonna start my period." Beca said. "Your cramps are never this bad." Chloe stated plainly. "Yeah, it's cuz I've been so stressed lately, I haven't had it in like, I don't know. Two, three months?" Beca grimaced slightly as the words left her mouth. "Beca," Chloe chastised, "I really think you should go to the hospital." Beca tensed slightly as she shook her head, opening her eyes and looking at the redhead. "I wanna try some Tylenol first." Beca almost looked pleadingly. "Fine, but if they don't get better, you're going to the ER, okay?" Chloe really didn't want to try it, but she wouldn't deny the brunette, "do you want anything while I'm downstairs?" "Gatorade?" The brunette asked. "Okay, I'll be right back." Chloe said, kissing the brunette's temple before leaving the bathroom.
"How's shorty feeling?" Fat Amy asked as the redhead came into the kitchen. "She seems to be in more pain than before, I don't know what's going on." Chloe sighed softly, running a hand through her hair. "Yanno, back in Australia, this one time I tricked my cousins into thinking I was bit by a dingo. Never happened, I just didn't want to get up and made them do everything." Fat Amy smiled at the memory, not seeing the redheads puzzled expression. "Thanks Amy, but I don't see how that was supposed to help." Chloe sighed again, instead focusing on getting what her girlfriend had asked for. The normally bubbly girl was quiet as she looked for said items, lost in her thoughts. She was scared for the well-being of the girl that was upstairs, not only was she being difficult, she wouldn't go to the hospital, even though she was sure they both knew that was probably their best option at this point. Shaking her head, she reached for a bottle of red Gatorade, somewhat surprised by the fact that they actually had some, before heading towards the cabinet to grab a sleeve of crackers. Continuing her treck, she headed towards the closet down the hall from the kitchen and living room, looking for the bottle of Midol. Her search was cut short though, by a scream of her name. Her head shot up, almost dropping the items in her arms, shooting back towards the living room and bolting up the stairs, as yet another scream was let out, and this time she knew that, for sure, it was Beca.
She could hear sobs coming from the bathroom, making her run just that bit faster. She stopped at the doorway, catching her breath as a strangled "chlo" was called out, barely loud enough to hear if you weren't in the bedroom or bathroom. Chloe's heart broke at the sight of the small brunette in front of her. Tears streaming down her pale cheeks as sobs wracked through her body, panic and worry evident on her face. She gently gripped the smaller girl's cheeks between her hands, trying to calm the brunette. "Hey hey hey, what's happening, Becs? You have to help me out here." Chloe said, taking one of her hands off of Beca's cheek and running it through her hair instead. Beca shook her head as more tears came down her cheeks onto the redhead's hands. "Something…. Something's not, right." Beca breathed through sobs, grasping and holding the older woman's wrists. "AUBREY!" Chloe leaned over her shoulder to yell for the blonde, still trying to soothe the distressed brunette, while trying to not panic herself, "Beca, calm down sweetie." She could faintly hear the pre-med student running up the stairs, though her mind was focused on her girlfriend's well-being. "What's happening?" Aubrey asked, slowing her pace just slightly as she neared the girls. "I don't know!" Chloe panicked as Beca's sobs became louder, turning and facing the other girl, "She's not okay!" "Beca, you have to tell me what hurts." Aubrey spoke softly, trying not to stress the younger girl more. "Somethings…. Coming." Beca panicked.
Guest: Any ideas on what it should be about?
50 Shades Of Pitch Perfect: I know! I had such a hard time writing it, but I did it!
AN: So there will be a part two to this story and I am in the works of finishing it up. Again, Benannahollars47 on Instagram, she's amazing, go check her out. We're both working on a few Pregnancy one-shots, most of them being about Beca, but with a good dosage of Chloe and the Bella's thrown in there.
