Author's Note: Today's is for my unbiological sister CrAzY E. Her prompt: Angry tears. Say there's a christmas party or something and Chloe is getting hit on and Beca steps in to defend her but the problem she has is when she gets angry she ends up crying.
It was the day of the annual Barden a capella Holiday party, being hosted this year by the Harmonics in their practice space. Beca was in her dorm room, having a mini meltdown as she rifled through her closet. Kimmy Jin was taking a final and then getting together with her Korean friends, something she was thankful for since it meant she wouldn't be there to cast her silent derision on her. She was a little startled by a knock at the door, though only momentarily when she remembered she'd asked Stacie to come help her up.
"Thank the Holy Noodle you're here." Beca said as she let the taller brunette in. "I have no idea what to wear to this stupid party. Part of me doesn't even want to go to the bloody thing."
"Since when do you say 'bloody'?" Stacie asked, raising an eyebrow Beca's use of the word.
"Luke must be rubbing off on me." Beca shrugged
"If I didn't know how incredibly gay you are, I'd be making some kind of joke about that." Stacie said, sitting on Beca's bed. "So let me guess, you're searching for the perfect outfit to impress Chloe?" she asked, adding a sing song lilt to her voice on the redhead's name.
"It's stupid I know." Beca said, sitting at her desk chair and covering her face with her hands. "I probably don't even stand a chance, I don't even know if she likes girls."
"Do you not have gaydar?" Stacie asked with a chuckle, shaking her head at Beca's antics. "Even before I started sleeping with her best friend I knew Chloe liked girls."
"Even still, that doesn't mean she likes me." Beca said.
"Sweetie, we need to do something about your self esteem, because you're awesome, why wouldn't she like you?" Stacie asked, getting up and heading for Beca's closet. After searching through it, she picked out a black blouse with cap sleeves and a red plaid skirt. "Wear this with those black ankle boots of yours, and play up your Badass Beca Mitchell charm, you'll have her all over you I promise."
"I...I can do this." Beca said, taking a deep breath. I can do this. I owe you big time.
"Eh, make me your maid of honor and name your first child after me, we'll be good." Stacie laughed. "Go get ready, I'm going to do the same. "Want to share a shower?"
"I don't think your girlfriend would like that very much." Beca said, blushing furiously
"Probably not, I just couldn't resist riling you up a little." Stacie grinned, ruffling Beca's hair. "Seriously, you'll be fine."
The party was in full swing. The Harmonics, having all elected to wear 'ugly sweaters', were amusing themselves singing Madonna's version of Santa Baby. The room, which reminded Beca of the choir room from Glee, was festively decorated in a fashion that Jesse said looked almost like John Waters had decorated it. Of course the reference went over Beca's head, but she didn't care, she was steeling her nerves, waiting for Chloe to make her appearance. She had just gotten talking to Benji about his plans to go home to Minnesota for Hanukah, when she heard Donald call out to Chloe.
"Hey Red, looking good tonight girl." He said, moving towards Chloe. Chloe didn't say anything, just smiled and blushed at the compliment. This wasn't missed by Beca, who felt her blood began to boil and tears come to her eyes. His next words pushed her over the edge. "Heard you broke up with that dude you were banging. His loss is my gain."
"You ok Beca?" Benji asked, concerned for his friend.
"Not really." Beca said, tears still flowing as she balled her fists. She couldn't take it anymore. Excusing herself from the conversation, she went and pulled Donald away from Chloe. "Back off, second rate Tom Haverford, Chloe doesn't want anything to do with you."
"Why don't you let her make that decision, April Ludgate wannabe." Donald spat back. "Why don't you go hit on Aubrey, she's a rug muncher like you."
"For starters, I have a girlfriend, something Beca is aware of." Aubrey joined the conversation, wrapping an arm around Stacie's shoulder. "You remember Stacie right? I should thank you though, your little dalliance with Kori and Unicycle's soiling of Mary-Elise taught my girls a valuable lesson. Our oath is real. No Trebles."
"Dahell, you girls all a bunch of crybaby lesbos?" Donald asked, looking around at the other Bellas who began swarming around their captains.
"Doesn't matter if we are not. Go hit on one of the girls from the High Notes, you're getting nothing here." Amy said. "And you know why? Because I come from a land down under, where beer does flow and men chunder. Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder? You better run, you better take cover."
"Yeah!" Beca called out, tears still flowing as Donald slinked away. She turned to Chloe, trying to calm herself. "Sorry about all of this. I don't...I don't handle anger well."
"That's ok Beca, I thought it was very chivalrous of you jumping in to defend me like that." Chloe said, putting her hand on Beca's cheek and wiping away tears with her thumb.
"Go out with me." Beca said, Chloe's touch soothing Beca's anger and transferring it to nervous trepidation. "I'm having dinner with my dad tomorrow night, but maybe Sunday.."
"I wouldn't be opposed to going to dinner with your dad, I liked Dr. Mitchell when I had his class." Chloe said. "Unless you think it's too soon. Does your dad know you're gay? Like, he won't freak out and want to throw you in one of those camps will he?"
"I mean, I took a girl to prom and he liked the pictures on facebook." Beca pointed out. "He knows, he's fine."
"Then yes, I'll go out with you." Chloe said, kissing Beca.
"Pay up girls, it happened before Christmas" CR called out
Note 2: Tomorrow starts the run of pregnant Beca stories.