Chapter 4

Beca took in a deep breath as she parked outside the venue and looked around. It felt strange to stand in front of the massive building when the parking lot was so empty, knowing that night it would be buzzing with life and energy. Seeing her name scroll across the digital screen on the roof made tears come to her eyes. It dawned on her in that moment that it was real. A part of her was waiting for Sammy to tell her things fell through and the show was off, but he hadn't. Instead, it was Friday afternoon and she was standing out in front of the venue, her venue for the night, her show, and the emotions and nerves consumed her for a moment.

"Crazy, right," called Mikey as he exited the venue and walked over to her. He smiled when she allowed him to hug her.

"You are going to be great tonight, Beca. What are you doing here so early? It is only three."

"I couldn't pace around the house like a caged animal anymore. I needed to see it for myself. Level with me, dude, is this really happening?"

"It better be because Sammy has spent a lot of time and money making sure tonight goes perfect for you. He doesn't do that for anyone else. You really must be his protégé."

"Now don't let him go filling your head with nonsense, Reggie. I just don't like to disappoint," said Sammy as he exited the building and looked up at the sign with them.

"Damn, I am good," he said with an impressed nod and Beca rolled her eyes.

"Nice to see your ego getting a boost," she teased and he eyed her cautiously for a moment.

"What," she asked and he shrugged.

"Nothing, you just look better. Finally take my advice and get some sleep?"

"Or my advice and get some Chloe," teased Mikey and Beca groaned. Sammy had to hide his smile and waved them off as he walked back inside.

"I'm not part of this conversation anymore. See you inside, Reggie," he called over his shoulder and Mikey laughed.

"I love how uncomfortable you two get when I talk about her," chuckled Mikey.

"Dude, seriously, you have got to chill with all the Chloe stuff. It is going to be hard enough trying to focus knowing she is here and I swear to God, Mikey, if you embarrass me when she is here, I will castrate you." His eyes widened and he covered his crotch as she nodded.

"That's right, don't mess with me today," she warned with a glimmer of humor in her eyes.

"Wouldn't want Mikey Jr. to be in danger tonight. Come on, Hazel is already inside, so we can start sound checks. You want to rehearse one more time?"

"Is that even a question," she teased. She took one last look at her name on the sign and smiled before going inside.

Chloe took in a deep breath as she looked in the mirror and put on her new leather jacket. She bit her lip nervously and shook her head in amusement.

"Why are you nervous, Chlo? She will be the one up there," she muttered to herself, but the butterflies in her stomach didn't subside. She took one last glance at herself and fixed her hair before walking out of her room to be immediately met by catcalls and whistles.

"Looking good, Bellas," she giggled as she sauntered down the hallway and Cynthia Rose gave her an exaggerated lip bite.

"Damn, Chloe, you trying to make me question my relationship status," teased Cynthia Rose and Lilly smiled.

"I've watched her sleep a few times," whispered Lilly and Emily's eyes widened incredulously as she looked around.

"How am I the only one that heard that," exclaimed Emily, but Amy waved her off.

"Cool your jets, Legacy. This is Chloe's time. If Beca doesn't put a ring on it, I will," teased Amy and Stacie winked at her as she walked by.

"Get in line," she added. Chloe blushed and looked over her outfit once more.

"Really, it is okay," she asked as they gave appreciative nods. She was wearing a little black dress with knee high black boots and a matching leather jacket.

"In my country, you would be crowned queen for this outfit alone," assured Flo as they all headed down the stairs.

"Thanks, ladies, I am a bit nervous," she admitted.

"Why," said Emily with a teasing smile, but Amy scoffed.

"Um, obviously because the love of her life is about to perform songs that are probably about the awkward triangle between them and Jesse and most, if not all, of them will be rooted in utter heartbreak," informed Amy. They all stopped to look at her and shook their heads as Chloe took in a shaky breath.

"Really, Amy," chided Aubrey as she rubbed Chloe's back.

"Don't look at me. Legacy is the one that asked," defended Amy.

"It was a rhetorical question," argued Emily.

"Well how was I supposed to know you are smart enough to know what rhetorical means," exclaimed Amy. Chloe arched an eyebrow and poked Amy in the shoulder.

"Be nice," she warned and Emily stuck her tongue out at Amy before linking arms with Chloe and walking out of the house.

"You do look amazing, Moms," said Emily and Chloe winked at her.

"You look beautiful too, Em. You want to ride with me?"

"Obviously, you are the only one who will protect me from Amy," grumbled Emily and Stacie giggled as Amy rolled her eyes.

"She is totally going to get you in trouble by the end of the night," taunted Stacie. They got into the cars and headed to the venue to support Beca on her big night.

They were all surprised at the turnout when they arrived at the venue. The parking lot was packed with cars as people lined up to get in. Chloe, Emily, Stacie, and Aubrey waited for the others to park and join them by the entrance before heading toward the bouncer. He put his hand up to stop them as people in line started complaining about them trying to cut.

"Names," he asked sternly and Chloe handed her ID to him.

"Chloe Beale, we are Beca's friends," she informed. He scanned over the list and his eyes widened when he saw the instructions by her name.

"Miss Beale and the Bellas, please just wait one second while I get your escort for you. It will only take a moment," he informed before sending a text on his phone and Chloe frowned in confusion.

"Escort," she questioned.

"As you can see it is a packed house and already a bit crazy inside. I am under strict orders to make sure you each get to your seats without any issues," he explained and suddenly a beautiful raven haired woman walked outside.

"You must be, Chloe, the red hair gives you away. I am Lucy, Sammy's assistant. Beca just wanted to make sure you got in okay. Follow me," she called over the crowd and Amy smiled smugly as she winked at the line of people.

"That's right, special access," she said before kissing two fingers and giving them the peace sign. They were slack jawed as they entered the massive venue. It was a recently opened location with a modern, sleek design. The lights were dimmed already, but it was still bright enough for people to find their seats. There were three sections to the lower level and the upper level was reserved for box seats and booths. Cynthia Rose glanced up at one of the booths where several people were mingling.

"Hey, isn't that Beca's boss," she questioned and Lucy nodded as she looked up.

"This is actually his new project. Beca is the first act from Residual Heat. It just opened at the beginning of the month," informed Lucy.

"This place is impressive. By the way Beca explained it, I thought it would be a hole in the wall," said Stacie and Lucy giggled.

"I think we all know Beca tends to downplay things," said Lucy as they followed her through the crowd of people heading to their seats.

"You know Beca," asked Chloe. Aubrey and Stacie shared a look and tried to hide their smiles, sensing a hint of jealousy in Chloe's tone.

"Yes, I spend a lot of time in our New York office for Sammy, but he asked me to come down to help manage things this summer so he could have more free time to produce the songs with Beca. I have never seen him take so quickly to an intern, but the two of them produce great stuff together. I feel like I already know you too."

"Really," asked Chloe with a bright smile and Lucy nodded.

"Just so you know, Sammy will probably call you Red. He is horrible with names. That's what he calls you around the office. Alright, ladies, here you are, front row center of our premium seats. The general admission crowd is down there closer to the stage. You have access down there, but Beca wanted to make sure you had good seats as well," she explained. Lucy checked her phone before excusing herself.

"Red, huh," teased Aubrey as they sat down and looked around.

"I guess she does talk about me at work." Chloe frowned in confusion when a handsome guy with a carefree smile and wavy black hair leaned over the railing and stuck his hand out in greeting.

"Are you kidding, once I got her to finally mention you, she doesn't stop. I'm Mikey, I'll be on the drums tonight. I just wanted to come meet the lovely Bellas before I have to head backstage. You must be Chloe," he said and Chloe shook his hand.

"It is nice to meet you. This is Aubrey, Stacie, Emily, Amy, Cynthia Rose, Flo, Lilly, Jessica, and Ashley," she introduced and they waved at him. He grinned even more when he locked eyes on Emily.

"Wow, I knew the Bellas were beautiful, but the name doesn't do you justice," he flirted and Chloe quirked an eyebrow at him as Emily blushed.

"How old you are," quizzed Chloe and Aubrey nodded at the question as they eyed him curiously.

"Aw, come on," whined Emily as she started to pout.

"26, why?"

"She just turned 20," informed Chloe and his eyes widened as realization dawned on him.

"Wait, you're Legacy?! She talks about you like you are a baby. You're not like any baby I have seen. Beca would kill me though. Until we meet again, fair Juliet," teased Mikey before walking away and Emily began to pout.

"Was that necessary," she grumbled and Aubrey nodded.

"Drummers are bad news and he is too old for you, Legacy," warned Aubrey and Emily scoffed.

"First off, I like older men. Second, I want a drummer," she whined, but before Chloe could respond, Stacie winked at her.

"I got this one, Chlo. Legacy, keep it in your pants, baby," teased Stacie and Emily rolled her eyes, grumbling about overprotective family members all the while. Lucy pointed to the seats beside them and Chloe smiled when Beca's parents made their way down the aisle.

"Glad to see you could make it. I know Beca will be happy you are here," said Chloe as she hugged them.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," assured Ben as they sat down. They all fell into easy conversation as they waited for the show to start. That is, until Jessica and Ashley alerted Flo, who alerted Cynthia Rose, who alerted Amy, who alerted Emily, who alerted Stacie, who alerted Aubrey, who gasped and clutched Chloe's hand.

"What," asked Chloe and Stacie raised an eyebrow as she leaned in to whisper to her.

"Here comes Treble," warned Stacie and Chloe gritted her teeth as Jesse and the Trebles walked toward the General Admission section. Some of the Trebles noticed them and she cursed under her breath.

"Damn, Bellas, you got it like that," called Donald as he leaned against the railing separating the sections and Stacie smirked at him.

"Of course we do," she assured with a wink and he smiled at her.

"I hear you are throwing a party at your place after to celebrate the night. Save me a dance, Stacie," he asked with a charming grin. Stacie slid her hand over Aubrey's knee as she winked at him again.

"Sorry, but the Hunter is a bit preoccupied," she informed and he bit his lip when he noticed the way Aubrey scooted closer to her.

"Well, if you two are ever looking for a little something extra, give me a call," he said before blowing them a kiss. The rest of the Trebles filed into the other section, but Jesse lingered behind for a second. He gave a nod to all of the Bellas, except for Chloe.

"Bellas….Chloe," he said before walking away and she glared at him. Veronica let out a low whistle.

"So that's the infamous Jesse, seems like there isn't much love lost between you two," she teased. Aubrey soothingly rubbed Chloe's back as she sensed the red hair tensing up.

"There was a bit of an altercation the night you kidnapped Beca," informed Aubrey.

"Oh really, do tell," said Veronica and Chloe took in a deep breath as she remembered the night.

Chloe paced back and forth as she waited for Beca to return. Her mind was racing at all the horrible things that could have happened, but she tried to shake them out of her head as Aubrey joined her on the porch of the house.

"Stacie is heading to some of the bars to see if she is there. The rest of the girls are still checking the campus."

"How could I let this happen, Bree?"

"Chloe, this isn't your fault."

"She isn't home because she is avoiding me. I was such a bitch to her. I said unforgiveable things to her because I wanted to hurt her. I wanted her to hurt like I was hurting. If I don't get the chance to apologize, Bree, I…." Aubrey pulled her in for a hug as Chloe cried. Headlights flashed onto the porch as a car turned into the driveway. They both frowned in confusion when Jesse got out of the car and jogged over to them.

"Is she here," he asked and they shook their heads.

"No, what are you doing here," asked Chloe.

"Amy called me to ask if I had seen Beca."

"She shouldn't have done that," said Chloe and Jesse smirked as he walked onto the porch with his arms crossed.

"Why because you are the only one allowed to care about her? You don't own Beca, Chloe." Aubrey was surprised by the venom in his tone, but Chloe wasn't. The two of them were acquaintances when he and Beca first got together, but as Chloe and Beca got closer, Jesse and Chloe grew to resent one another. They were civil in front of Beca, but were not friends in the least.

"Of course that's what you are going to make this about. It is about you, right, Jesse," challenged Chloe and Jesse gritted his teeth.

"You always do that! You always twist my words so you can be some sort of victim in whatever twisted game you are playing."

"I am playing a game? Are you serious right now? Do you hear yourself? Beca is missing and you want to rehash old shit because you can't move on?"

"You are one to talk about moving on. I mean how many years does a girl have to not be with you before it is just pathetic?"

"Jesse," warned Aubrey, but it was too late. Chloe was enraged as she stood toe to toe with him. He took a step back as she poked him in the chest.

"Listen, you little prick, you can stand here and act like the wounded puppy all you want, but the rest of us are actually trying to find Beca. This isn't even about her for you. It is about trying to swoop in to play hero in hopes that this will play out like some old school Hollywood film where only the guy is allowed to get the girl. Let me be the first to assure you that none of us need your saving, so take your knight in shining armor bullshit and get the hell out of my face," yelled Chloe and Aubrey had to step in between them before it escalated.

"Alright, enough! Both of you need to calm down. You are worried about Beca and taking it out on each other. You both love her, okay? It isn't a competition and no matter how you feel about one another, you have to acknowledge that. You both want her safe and home, so how about we take it down a few notches and focus on the task at hand," suggested Aubrey. The two of them were quiet as they tried to control their anger for one another. Chloe was the first to give a curt nod.

"Fine," she conceded.

"Whatever, I don't need to be here to help. I am going to make some calls and see if any of the Trebles spotted her today. I'll be in my car," he grumbled as he pulled out his cell phone. He walked away and Chloe took in a shaky breath.

"I was so close to punching him," she admitted and Aubrey nodded.

"Trust me, I noticed. Your balled up fist was the first hint, Chlo," she teased to try to lighten the mood.

Chloe snapped out of her thoughts and realized everyone was staring at her. She cleared her throat and shrugged.

"Water under the bridge," she mumbled and Veronica smirked.

"That must be some bridge," said Veronica as Ben nudged her.

"Hold up, can we talk about the fact these two are hooking up and we didn't even know it? You snuck past my spidey senses on this one, Aubrey. I didn't know you were cool going downtown," said Cynthia Rose as Stacie tried to hide her smug smile. All of the Bellas, except Chloe and Emily were shocked by the revelation. Emily shrugged.

"I knew," she said.

"You did," asked Aubrey and Emily smirked.

"Dude, Stacie and I share a wall and you two aren't nearly as quiet as you think you are," said Emily as Aubrey blushed. Stacie couldn't contain her laughter anymore and Aubrey shook her head in amusement as well.

"We are sorry, Legacy," said Aubrey.

"Yea, Em, we will take the late night shows to her place from now on," agreed Stacie.

"Good because going to bed with headphones on isn't nearly as comfortable as people act like it is. I am impressed with your stamina though. Are you guys in there drinking Red Bull or something?" Stacie smiled smugly.

"It is the only form of cardio I enjoy," replied Stacie and Emily began to pout again.

"Well if I could have a go with the drummer, maybe I would know," grumbled Emily and Stacie winked at her.

"He was cute," agreed Stacie and she scoffed when Aubrey gave her a look.

"For Em, Bree, sheesh. You are pretty sexy when you get jealous though," added Stacie. Before Aubrey could give a witty response, the house lights went low and the screens above the stage welcomed them to the venue. Chloe took in a deep breath as her nerves started up again. It was time to hear Beca's music.

Beca took in a deep breath as Sammy walked up to her. The rest of the band was waiting in the back hallway and she tried to keep her nerves under control.

"You are going to be great, Beca. These songs are yours. Everything about this opportunity is possible because of months of hard work. You have worked your ass off, so go out there and just have fun," advised Sammy and she nodded. Lucy handed him a microphone and he winked at Beca.

"Break a leg, Reggie," he said before jogging out onto the stage as the video ended. The audience clapped for him and he let out a whistle as he looked around.

"It is so good to see such a packed house tonight. Welcome to Atlanta Keys, the exclusive music venue for Residual Heat artists. I am the owner, Sammy Cage, and I am honored to welcome you to the first sold out event in this venue. It would not have been possible without all of you amazing people blowing up our social media accounts, so give yourselves a round of applause." He clapped as well and Beca felt her chest get heavy as panic started to sink in. The months of sitting in the studio, the pain, the heartache, what if it was all for nothing? What if none of the music executives liked it? What if Chloe hated her for making it in the first place?

"Stop doubting and overthinking, you got this," said Mikey, effectively breaking her from her thoughts.

"You have to say that. You get paid to make me look good."

"Actually, I get paid either way. Oh, I met Emily a few minutes ago. You didn't tell me she was gorgeous. Don't worry, your girl and some of your friends ran interference, but I would tap…."

"I would murder you," she warned and he chuckled.

"There's that fire. Now, use it to go kick some ass," he said and she frowned at his response since she was dead serious.

"Beca Mitchell," announced Sammy and Beca's eyes widened as Mikey and the rest of the band pulled her onto the stage. Sammy handed her the microphone with a wink.

"Made just for you, Beca. Go get 'em," said Sammy before walking off the stage. She looked down at the microphone in her hand and let out a laugh for the first time that night when she saw the name scrolled on it.

"Reggie, really," she called and he chuckled as he stepped backstage. The crowd quieted down and she chanced a look out at the audience. It was difficult to see with the bright lights beaming down on her and she was somewhat thankful for it as she walked to her seat by the piano. She placed the microphone in the holder and gulped.

"Um, before we get started, I just want to thank Sammy and Residual Heat for the opportunity. It has been an amazing, terrifying, heartbreaking, exhilarating, and yet productive few months. Tonight, I am going to play some songs I just needed to get out of my head. The thing about music is that it is universal. We can all share in it and feel through it, so I hope tonight, you will feel it with me. This is called Nineteen," she explained and the audience clapped for her again. She closed her eyes for a moment and placed her fingers to the piano keys before belting out the first words.

I felt you in my legs

Before I ever met you

And when I lay beside you

For the first time I told you

I feel you in my heart and I don't even know you

And now we're saying bye, bye, bye

And now we're saying bye, bye, bye

Chloe felt her heart ache as the memory of her leaving for the summer played in her mind. She could never erase the sight of Beca trying to apologize while she packed up the car. She would never forget the emotions running through her as she glanced in the rearview mirror one last time and realized for a couple that never was, it felt like the worst breakup ever. Aubrey slipped her hand into Chloe's, sensing her friend's despair and Chloe was thankful for the support as she clutched it and listened to the heartbreakingly beautiful song.

I was nineteen, coming

I felt you in my life before I ever thought to

I need to lay down beside you and tell you

I feel you in my heart and I don't even know you

And now we're saying bye, bye, bye

And now were saying bye, bye, bye

Drove home back to where we met

Stayed inside I was so upset

Cooked up a plan

It was good except

I was all alone you were all I had

I love you

You were all mine

Left me

I was yours right?

I love you

You were all mine

Left me

I was yours right?

But I was nineteen

Coming

I was nineteen

How could you blame me?

Could you blame me?

I was nineteen

Coming

I was nineteen

Coming

The cheers and applause from the crowd made Beca open her eyes again and a small smile crept onto her lips. She could do this. When she was singing, it felt like the only time she could express herself without fear. Sure, she was nervous before, but once she touched the keys, all the anxiety and fear dissipated and all that was left was love and hope. She glanced over at Mikey and he winked at her. She stood up from the piano and grabbed her electric guitar. Two stage hands placed a microphone stand in the center of the stage while she grabbed her new microphone. She thanked them and placed her microphone in the holder before addressing the crowd.

"Good, you're still here," she said and they laughed. Sammy smiled at how much of a natural she was on stage. Beca was so introverted and guarded, but she was different on stage.

"This next song is a bit painful for me, but I think it is necessary. The more people I meet, the more I realize that a lot of us don't feel worthy of love. We want it, but it doesn't seem realistic. It is for movies and TV shows, but not for us. I wrote this song when I believed that, but I am trying to work through the reasons I always felt that way. This is Blade." The audience applauded and Lucy jogged over to Sammy with a smile.

"The execs love her. Her charm is already showing through," informed Lucy and Sammy smiled proudly.

"I knew it would. The others are here too, aren't they?"

"The Big Three are all present, so you definitely have some competition tonight. Was it really smart to promote it on the radio so much?"

"Charles refused to make a move, so he left me no choice. I know Beca already won over Kat, but if they aren't willing to sign her yet, then I had to force their hand a bit."

"And if it backfires and she signs with someone else?"

"I'll cross that bridge if I ever come to it and I am sure Charles will be right there ready to push me off," he grumbled before turning his attention back to Beca as she played the first chords of the song.

Don't think of me at all

My kisses burn your skin

Don't wait for me to call

In love I never win

When I hear your heartbeat

Harmonize my heartbeat

I know that my force field must be wearing thin

Recognize the symptoms

I'm losing my resistance

Even though I know my touch is poisoning

Why do I do the things I do?

I don't wanna hurt you

But in my arms you're never safe

So hold me like a blade

Why do I break the things I touch?

Do I want them too much?

Oh my love I know you're brave

But hold me like a blade

Veronica wiped away a tear as the words resonated with her and she felt Ben slip his hand into hers. When their eyes met, she knew he recognized it too. All their years of fighting and bitterness tore at their daughter in ways they didn't acknowledge. They were the only example of love she had and she didn't believe she deserved it. In that moment, understanding passed between them. They would do whatever they could to help her heal and realize not only was she worthy of love, but she deserved the one person she was afraid to have.

Like water through your hands

Like a wound filled with salt

It's just the way I am

I swear it's not your fault

And when I hear your heartbeat

Harmonize my heartbeat

I know that my force field must be wearing thin

Recognize the symptoms

I'm losing my resistance

Even though I know my touch is poisoning

Why do I do the things I do?

I don't wanna hurt you

But in my arms you're never safe

So hold me like a blade

Why do I break the things I touch?

Do I want them too much?

Oh my love I know you're brave

But hold me like a blade

Tell them don't get too close

I know that I'm hard to hold

But people like me don't change

So hold me like a blade

Tell them don't get too close

I know that I'm hard to hold

But people like me don't change

So hold me like a blade

The crowd applauded again and Chloe wiped a stray tear from her cheek as Aubrey whispered to her.

"You two are going to be together, Chlo. You heard those lyrics. She was afraid of hurting you. Show her she shouldn't be," advised Aubrey and Chloe nodded. The crowd quieted down and waited for the next song to play, which is why Emily's voice was able to echo off the walls.

"We love you, Pops," shouted Emily and Chloe couldn't help but to laugh as Beca shook with mirth onstage. All the Bellas laughed as well and Beca walked back to the microphone.

"Oh I know exactly who that is," she said and the audience laughed as well.

"I love you too, Legacy. Mikey, hands off," she warned as she pointed back at the drummer. The crowd laughed again and Mikey tapped the drum once in acknowledgement.

"This next song should speak for itself….hopefully. My amazing band is going to help me out with the backup vocals for this one, so give them a round of applause." The audience cheered and Beca smirked when they quieted down.

"Except for Mikey," she teased and giggled when he started drumming loudly.

"Okay, okay, even Mikey, jeez," she laughed along with the audience.

"This is Let Me Go," she announced as the band started playing and Stacie gasped.

"This one has to be for Jesse. She told me there was a song she was afraid Chloe would think was about her, but it isn't, Chlo," whispered Stacie and Chloe sighed in relief.

"Oh thank God," she whispered back and Aubrey giggled.

You made plans and I, I made problems

We were sleeping back to back

We know this thing wasn't built to las

It's good on paper, picture perfect

Chased the high too far, too fast

Picket white fence, but we paint it black

Ooh, and I wished you had hurt me harder than I hurt you

Ooh, and I wish you wouldn't wait for me but you always do

I've been hoping somebody loves you in the ways I couldn't

Somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made

Someone you don't have to change

I've been hoping

Someone will love you, let me go

Someone will love you, let me go

I've been hoping

Someone will love you, let me go

It's been some time, but this time ain't even

I can leave it in the past

But you're holding on to what you never had

It's good on paper, picture perfect

Chased the high too far, too fast

Picket white fence, but we paint it black

Ooh, and I wished you had hurt me harder than I hurt you

Ooh, and I wish you would have waited for me but you always do

I've been hoping somebody loves you in the ways I couldn't

Somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made

Someone you don't have to change

I've been hoping

Someone will love you, let me go

Someone will love you, let me go

I've been hoping

Someone will love you, let me go (go, go, go)

Someone will love you, let me go (go, go, go)

Someone will love you, let me go (go, go, go)

Someone will love you, let me go (go, go, go)

Someone will love you, let me go

I've been hoping somebody loves you in the ways I couldn't

Somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made

Someone you don't have to change

I've been hoping

Someone will love you, let me go

Chloe couldn't control the megawatt smile on her face and Aubrey giggled at her as they watched Beca glance back at her band. Chloe frowned suddenly.

"She's nervous again. I can tell, but why? She is doing amazing," whispered Chloe and Stacie nodded.

"I think this song is the most personal to her. She said the least about it," whispered Stacie and Aubrey shushed them both as Beca spoke up.

"This last song is the hardest song I have ever written. It's about that type of darkness that is almost consuming. I guess I liken it to a tunnel right before you realize there is a light at the end, where you are too far in to see the way back from where you came and you panic. It is just pitch black and for a moment, you think you aren't going to make it. There was never a light. It was a lie sold to you by cheesy Hallmark movies. But then you do something about it. You fight. You push and even when you think you have nothing left, you escape that darkness, and you finally see that flicker of light." Many members of the audience began nodding as the message resonated with them.

"I think I am a pretty weird chick. I also pride myself on being a badass, but that darkness is a bitch. I almost didn't want to play this song tonight, but I know I am not the only one to ever feel that darkness. In fact, I think a lot of us have. We all experience loss in some shape or form, grief, heartbreak, so this one goes out to every person that has ever felt like that darkness is going to consume you. It won't. It doesn't and I am proof of that." The audience cheered and many already had their phones out recording.

"Hallmark movies are still cheesy though," she added before walking back toward the band and the audience laughed. Mikey could tell she was nervous and he winked at her.

"You got this, Beca," he promised and she glanced offstage at Sammy, who nodded as well. She looked back at the band and Hazel smiled warmly at her.

"Do the honors, DJ," she urged. Beca walked up to the sound board and looked at the loop button. She knew she had to push it, but she took a second to regain composure before she did.

"Hey, you are going to rock the hell out of this song," assured Hazel and Beca smiled at her before winking.

"No, we are," she said before pushing it. She turned back to the audience as the beat she made months ago filled her ears.

And another one bites the dust

But why can I not conquer love?

And I might've got to be with one

Why not fight this war without weapons?

And I want it and I wanted it bad

But there were so many red flags

Now another one bites the dust

And let's be clear, I trust no one

You did not break me

I'm still fighting for peace

The lights began pulsing to the beat in red and white streaks as Sammy beamed with pride at how strongly Beca was belting out the lyrics. It was just like that night in the recording booth when he realized they had a hit on their hands.

Well I've got thick skin and an elastic heart

But your blade it might be too sharp

I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard

But I may snap when I move close

But you won't see me move no more

Cause I've got an elastic heart

I've got an elastic heart

Yeah, I've got an elastic heart

And I will stay up through the night

Let's be clear, I won't close my eyes

And I know that I can survive

I walked through fire to save my life

And I want it, I want my life so bad

And I'm doing everything I can

Then another one bites the dust

It's hard to lose a chosen one

You did not break me (You did not break me, no, no)

I'm still fighting for peace

Well I've got thick skin and an elastic heart

But your blade it might be too sharp

I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard

But I may snap when I move close

But you won't see me move no more

Cause I've got an elastic heart

Even Beca was surprised when she glanced back and saw a video appear on the screens of her in the studio while they worked on the song. It was a montage of moments in black and white clips of her and the band recording, her belting out the lyrics, her placing her face in her hands when she felt insecure about what she was recording, and her and Mikey jamming out to be the beat as she remixed it for the final time. The last clip was of her singing the various parts during different sessions. She winked at Sammy and continued belting out the lyrics.

Well I've got thick skin and an elastic heart

But your blade it might be too sharp

I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard

But I may snap when I move close

But you won't see me move no more

Cause I've got an elastic heart

When the song ended, the crowd erupted and everyone was immediately on their feet chanting for an encore. She was surprised by the response and Mikey hopped down from the second tier of the stage to hug her. The rest of the band joined in on the hug and she laughed. The crowd chanted her name and she gave a shy smile and bow. Sammy sighed in relief and looked over to see Lucy wiping happy tears from her eyes. He turned to leave and Lucy frowned.

"Aren't you going to congratulate her? She was amazing."

"No time, got something to do," he said and she frowned in confusion. Sammy opened the door that led back to the audience and jogged down the stairs. He squinted as he approached the railing and looked at all the young women cheering raucously for their friend. He sighed in relief when he noticed one with red hair.

"Red," he called and Stacie's eyes widened when she saw him.

"Hey Sammy, what are you doing," she called and he pointed at Chloe.

"Red, I need to talk to Red," he called again and Stacie grabbed Chloe's hand and pulled her toward the railing.

"You're Red, right," he called over the applause and Chloe slowly nodded.

"Uh, yea, Chloe, but yea."

"Sorry, right, Chloe, wow, she has good taste," he complimented and gave an impressed nod.

"That wasn't a weird thing to say to a stranger at all," said Chloe as she gave him a curious look.

"Her sense of humor has rubbed off on you too. That's cute, look, I am Sammy, Beca's boss, so I know this is going to be a bit inappropriate, but I have to ask and I highly suggest you just answer honestly."

"Answer what," questioned Chloe as Stacie and Aubrey leaned in to listen. The applause was almost deafening.

"Do you still love her? I mean are you actually in love with her?"

"Of course, but why are you asking…"

"Nope, don't need to know any more. I am already way too deep into this mushy crap as it is. Take this, it will get you backstage, and go talk to her," he said before putting a lanyard around her neck with a backstage pass attached to it.

"Okay, but…"

"Red, go," he stated and Stacie nodded in agreement. Aubrey pulled her friend in for a hug.

"This is the part where you go get the girl, Chlo," reminded Aubrey and she beamed with happiness before taking Sammy's hand and climbing over the railing. Beca's parents smiled as Chloe jogged toward the backstage area. The bodyguard let her through the door and she felt her heart race even faster when she saw Beca laughing at her band as they huddled backstage.

"Red alert," called Mikey and Beca frowned in confusion. He pointed behind her and she spun around to see Chloe heading her way. Beca gulped as she looked her up and down.

"Wow, Chlo, you look absolutely…." Before Beca could finish, Chloe captured her lips in a passionate kiss. They were immediately met with catcalls from the band as Beca deepened the kiss. She flipped off the band and pulled Chloe into the dressing room down the hall. Before the door was fully closed, they were all over each other. Beca moaned as Chloe pressed her against the door.

"Chlo," she whimpered as Chloe peppered kisses over her neck.

"I love you, Beca. I am so in love with you."

"I love you too. I am so sorry."

"No more apologies, no more waiting, just be with me, Becs."

"Forever," promised Beca before passionately kissing her again. Their lips meshed together and Beca's hand slid down Chloe's thigh. The red head gasped when Beca hitched her leg up onto the brunette's hip, hiking her dress up in the process.

"I need you so much, baby," whimpered Chloe, but before Beca could answer, knocking on the door jarred them from their lust-filled haze. Beca cursed under her breath and Chloe giggled at her frustration.

"Don't worry, babe, no rush. We have plenty of time," assured Chloe and Beca begrudgingly nodded before kissing her again. The knocking continued and Beca growled in frustration. Chloe sweetly wiped her lipstick from Beca's lips and winked at her.

"Go," she urged and Beca kissed her hands before opening the door to see Sammy wearing an apologetic smile.

"I probably should have planned that a bit better. Note to self, make sure she gets the girl after making sure she talks to the big wigs. Come on, Reggie. Sorry, Red," called Sammy as Beca walked out of the dressing room and Chloe shook her head in amusement. Beca fixed her hair as they headed down the hall where several people were waiting for them. A man tried to shake her hand, but Sammy stepped in between them.

"Beca, come meet Katherine Stone. She is one of the heads of Residual Heat. Kat, this is Beca Mitchell," introduced Sammy and the two shook hands.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Beca. You were absolutely amazing up there. That was some performance. You wrote all of those songs and produced them?"

"Yes, I want to be a producer and Sammy challenged me to rise to the occasion."

"Well you certainly did," said the man that tried to shake her hand before. He stepped in front of Sammy and handed Beca his card.

"Oliver Jameson, but my friends call me Ollie. I work for Atlantic and we are definitely interested in making music with you, Beca. You are an amazing talent," he said as she blushed and took the card.

"Thanks, I appreciate that." Another man tried to step forward, but a woman's laugh made them all turn around as she approached them.

"Give her room to breathe. She just put on some performance out there. Since they were being so rude about it, I will do the introductions. Beca, I am Bridget Winters from Capitol. You already met Ollie from Atlantic and that is Carter Hayes from Sony. We are the big three. We own most of the successful labels in the industry and we are all interested in you. I guess you have quite a decision to make. How about you stop by our Atlanta office on Monday after you have had some time to mull over which of us three you would want to sign with," suggested Bridget, but Sammy smirked.

"She means four. After all, Residual Heat is the label that discovered her talent in the first place," reminded Sammy and Bridget smiled slyly at him.

"But not the one that can give her the most resources," reminded Bridget.

"Tell that to my bed of Grammys or has it been too long since you have worked with real artists," challenged Sammy.

"Alright you two, keep it civil. Beca, Bridget is right though. We are all interested and I am sure you are a bit overwhelmed," said Kat.

"Oh I shut down mentally the moment we shook hands," said Beca and Ollie laughed.

"You have a cool sense of humor and great stage presence. We'll be in touch soon," said Ollie before walking away. Carter gave her his card.

"Very soon," he agreed and Beca stood there dumbfounded as she stared at the cards.

"I can send a car for you on Monday if you like," suggested Bridget and Beca shook her head.

"You don't have to do that. I drive into town all the time."

"You aren't going to be able to woo her that easily," warned Sammy and Bridget smirked.

"Then I guess it is a good thing I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve and lucrative deals. See you Monday around noon," asked Bridget and Beca nodded before the woman walked away. Beca sighed in relief when she saw Chloe walk out of the dressing room. Sammy noticed and smiled at her.

"Sorry everyone kind of ambushed you. The competitiveness got the best of us. Go be with Chloe and take the weekend to think. You have next week off, but I would love it if you could come in and hear about our deal," said Sammy and Beca smiled at him.

"Of course I will and thank you so much. I can't believe that just happened."

"You rocked it, Beca, and while I hate all this mushy crap, I have to admit I am a proud mentor." They high fived before Beca ran back over to hug Chloe. Kat eyed Sammy carefully as he watched the girls talk happily and the rest of the Bellas suddenly run over to them.

"Lucy was right. This one is different. You do care about her."

"I told you, Kat. She is my protégé and you should have listened to me earlier. Now we have The Big Three breathing down our necks to sign her."

"But we have something they don't, your relationship with her. You know Beca. I already cleared it with Charles. Tell us what would tempt her to sign and we will see what we can do," suggested Kat. Sammy nodded and smiled at Beca one more time before leaving her to enjoy the moment with her friends and family.

By the time the Bellas got back to the house, the lawn was full of people waiting for them and Beca's eyes widened.

"Holy shit, Amy, what happened to a small party to celebrate," said Beca and Amy shrugged.

"I tried, but then people were like, me too, and I was like, of course," she said and Beca shook her head. Chloe giggled at Beca's flustered expression.

"Don't worry, baby, it will be fun," she assured as she wrapped her arms around her and Beca nodded as she got lost in Chloe's baby blue eyes. Stacie smiled at the couple and winked at the others.

"Let's clear out and let the love birds feel each other up in peace," teased Stacie. Chloe bit her lip with a seductive smile as Beca's hands slid up her thighs.

"How about we skip this party, head upstairs, and finally celebrate the only way I want to," she suggested and Chloe happily nodded as they hurried out of the car. Beca's gasp made Chloe look up and her heart plummeted into her stomach when she saw Jesse heading their way. Chloe grabbed Beca's hand.

"Becs, let's just go," she said.

"Beca," called Jesse and Beca gulped as he reached them. Once again, she was standing in between the two people she cared about and she let out a nervous laugh.

"Jesse, what are you even doing here," she questioned and he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"I saw you perform tonight, Beca," he admitted and she cursed under her breath as he looked down.

"Jesse…"

"Can we talk," he asked and Beca noticed Chloe's hand tighten around hers. She turned to Chloe and kissed the top of her hand.

"Just give a moment, okay," she asked and Chloe immediately dropped her hand.

"Unbelievable," mumbled Chloe before heading inside and Beca groaned.

"Chlo," called Beca, but Jesse stepped in front of her.

"All I am asking for is ten minutes to talk. Go for a walk with me? It is important," he said and Beca glanced back at the house before hesitantly nodding. They headed down the street and away from the house as he spoke.

"You were amazing up there tonight. I don't think I have ever seen you so free, even while performing with the Bellas."

"Yea, I know. It was crazy. I love the Bellas, you know that, but there is just something different about performing your own music. Every word is yours and when the audience responds, it is like they are responding to your emotions, they are feeling it too."

"I definitely felt that," he admitted as he looked down.

"Look, Jesse, about Let Me Go…."

"I get it and you are right. We broke up months ago and you obviously are still into Chloe." Beca frowned at the comment.

"Of course I am, Jesse, Chloe isn't just some random girl."

"Yea, just the one that was always in our way."

"That's not true."

"Isn't it? She was running interference from the beginning, Bec. The worst part is the more time I had to think about it, the more I realized how deep her claws were into you."

"Hey, watch it. You don't know what you are talking about."

"I know that she cares about you, but she constantly tried to come between us."

"Yea, dude, and I let her because I felt the same way. Look, I am not going to stand here and just let you bash her because you are pissed and hurting over what I did. I am the one that cheated on you, Jesse. I told myself it was the alcohol, but I wanted it. I had for a while and I just was too much of a coward to end it with you. This is what I am talking about. It sucks knowing that I hurt you, but I am not the girl for you."

"How do you even know that since she was making moves from the beginning?"

"Because I am in love with her, okay? Is that what you needed to hear? Jesus, Jesse, this is part of the problem. You romanticize us. You romanticize me. You see whatever movie is playing in your head, but you don't see me. You see parts of me and I know that you love those parts, but you completely overlook the rest. I don't like to watch movies every week and quote lines from them. I hate Indian food, but ate it because you loved it. I could never watch the Oscars again and be just fine with that. Jesse, we aren't compatible and I pretended so long like we were because I do care about you," she cried and he fought back tears as well as she continued.

"I lied to myself for years about who I was and what I wanted because I was ashamed. I mean, how could I have this amazing guy that is so sweet and yet…." She looked away and he crossed his arms.

"What, Beca, it is already out there so you might as well finish us off. Not having closure is the worst part." She took in a shaky breath and wiped her tears away before nodding.

"And yet, every time I was with you, I was thinking about her. I would lie and say I was just excited to get back to the Bellas, but I wasn't, Jesse. I was excited to get back to her. I wouldn't stay the night after sex because I would come home and spend the night talking with her. It has always been Chloe, Jesse. I was just too damn much of a coward to tell you that because I didn't want to see the look you are giving me right now."

"And what look is that?"

"Like I just shattered your world," she whispered and he slowly nodded.

"Well, I guess that's what I get for letting my world revolve around you. I think it is time I change that. There is this job up in New York working with a few composers scoring films. I am going to take it."

"Wow, that's amazing. That's what you always wanted. Why weren't you going to take it before?"

"I have to leave in a couple of weeks."

"Wait, what, Jesse, that's insane. You are a senior and so close to graduating. Can't they wait?"

"It doesn't work like that, Beca. If I wait until next summer, that job will be gone."

"But there will be others and you will have a degree."

"I don't need the degree if I have the job! Look, this really isn't your concern. I came to see you because I just needed to know if there was anything left here. There isn't and if anything, I know now what I want. I can't stay here. Every inch of this place reminds me of us."

"Jesse…" He kissed the top of her head and fought back tears as he stepped away from her.

"Some movies are meant to end in sadness. The boy doesn't get the girl and instead disappears into the night. End scene. Roll credits," he said before heading down the street in the opposite direction of the party. Beca ran a hand through her hair and took in a deep breath. It hurt because she knew he was hurting, but it wasn't unbearable. It wasn't like the pain she felt when she watched Chloe driving away at the beginning of the summer. She wiped her eyes and hurried back toward the house in search of Chloe, but instead was greeted by a furious Aubrey when she entered the house.

"What the fuck, Beca," shouted Aubrey over the music and Beca sighed.

"It isn't what you think or even what she probably thinks. Jesse is leaving. He is taking a job in New York and completely fucking up his life."

"Whoa, he is dropping out of college in his senior year? That's insane."

"Yea and I think a part of him expected me to stop him, but I can't give him what he wants. Instead, we just had a very painful conversation."

"What did you say?"

"That it has always been Chloe and I was just too much of a chicken shit to admit that. Where is she?"

"In the kitchen getting drunk with Stacie, you are mind fucking her a bit too much for my taste, Mitchell." Beca let out a frustrated growl, but then smiled as she got an idea and ran upstairs. She made it to her room and started sifting through her flash drives.

"What are you doing," asked Aubrey and Beca smirked.

"Getting the girl the best way I know how," she said as she found the flash drive she was looking for. She grabbed her laptop and brought it downstairs. She made her way through the crowded house until she reached the living room speakers where the music was coming from. She plugged her laptop up to the system like she had done countless times before and found the playlist she wanted. Suddenly, the music changed to her playlist and it echoed through every room of the house. Aubrey looked at her curiously as she made her way toward the kitchen. Emily stopped her in the hallway and Beca sighed when she saw the disappointed look on her face.

"Beca, what the hell is going on? You are back with Jesse?"

"What, hell no, I was saying goodbye to him. Look, I will explain later, but I need to see Chloe. I am in love with her and she is the only person I want to spend the rest of my night with." Emily happily hugged her.

"I knew you weren't an asshole, Pops!"

"I wouldn't go that far, kid. I already made her cry and we just got together. Wait, did I just call you kid? Jesus, I am turning into my mother," she groaned. Emily laughed as Beca made her way into the kitchen where Stacie was pouring Chloe another shot. Before Chloe could drink it, Beca grabbed and downed it.

"What the hell, Beca," shouted Chloe.

"Jesse has horrible timing and may be making a decision that could mess up his future, but I can't worry about him anymore. Worrying about him is what keeps making me hurt you and I am over that shit. I was telling him goodbye, Chlo. Now, come dance with me."

"Beca…"

"We are dancing," called Beca over her shoulder as she pulled Chloe out of the kitchen and into the living room where the rest of the Bellas were now dancing. Chloe gasped when Beca pressed their bodies flush together and grinded against her. Chloe's arms instinctively wrapped around her and Beca kissed her tenderly. They melted into one another as the music pulsed around them. Beca's hands trailed up and down Chloe's body as they became lost in one another. Everyone else faded into the background and Chloe whimpered as Beca peppered kisses all over her neck.

"Damn, Shawshank, get it," called Amy as the others high fived and sighed in relief that the couple was finally together. Chloe's eyes met Beca's and they smirked at each other, knowing exactly what they wanted. Chloe grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs, ignoring the catcalls in their direction. As soon as they were inside Chloe's room, Chloe locked the door and pressed Beca against the it.

"Déjà vu," teased Beca and Chloe giggled.

"So you and Jesse…"

"Jesus Christ, woman, I am in love with you. You are it for me. Get that through that gorgeous head of yours." Chloe leaned her forehead against hers and beamed with happiness.

"I have just wanted it for so long that it feels too good to be true. When you walked off with Jesse, I thought it was."

"He is not in the picture. I only want you Chlo. You are the one I need in my life forever."

"There's that word again. You said it earlier too, forever."

"I am all in," promised Beca and Chloe tenderly kissed her. She suddenly pulled away as she listened to the music.

"Did you make this playlist?" Beca sighed happily.

"Yet another thing I love about you. Of course, you would recognize my music tastes. How did you know?"

"Because I know you, Becs, and I love you. Now, make love to me."

"Hell yes," growled Beca as they made it to the bed. Chloe tossed their jackets on the floor before passionately kissing her. It all happened in a lust-filled haze as they stripped each other of their clothes and were suddenly on the bed. Chloe loudly moaned as Beca crashed their lips together and slipped a finger inside of her.

"Fuck, Becs," she whimpered and Beca smirked.

"Oh trust me, I am going to fuck you. I have wanted this for so fucking long, Chlo. I am going to explode," she whispered in Chloe's ear as she added another finger and picked up the pace. Chloe moaned breathlessly as Beca plunged her fingers into her wet core to the rhythm of the song.

"Becs, you feel so good, so fucking good," cried out Chloe as a mind blowing orgasm rippled through her. Beca watched her through hooded eyes as she came down from her orgasm. Chloe tenderly kissed her and started trailing open mouthed kisses down her body. She paid special attention to each of her nipples, sucking and nipping at each as Beca's moans spurred her on.

"Tell me what you want, Becs. Tell me," urged Chloe as she positioned herself between Beca's legs.

"Chlo."

"Tell me," insisted Chloe and Beca bit her lip.

"I need you to taste me, Chlo. I am ready to fucking explode already." Chloe smiled smugly and gave her a seductive wink before doing what she wanted to for months. Beca let out a cry of pleasure as Chloe tasted her. She buried her tongue into her wet folds before latching onto her clit. It didn't take long for Beca to reach her peak and Chloe watched as Beca gripped the sheets and arched off of the bed in pleasure. She collapsed moments later, gasping for air and reaching out for Chloe. The red head happily curled up next to her and snuggled into her warm embrace as Beca pulled the covers over them.

"You are so amazing, Chlo. I love you and I am sorry about Jesse. I didn't know…." Chloe placed a finger to Beca's lips and smiled at her.

"You more than made up for it and trust me, Becs. I definitely don't want to talk about Jesse right now." Beca giggled and tenderly kissed her. Their kisses were no longer frenzied and desperate. Instead, they took their time, kissing and caressing one another until they finally fell asleep in each other's arms. The music pulsed around them as the party continued on downstairs, but they were content to fall into slumber together.

AN: The songs used in this chapter are of course not mine. I did tweak a few of the lyrics to fit the situation. You can see the full playlist of songs for this fic on my profile.

- "Nineteen" by Hayley Williams

- "Blade" by Cider Sky

- "Let Me Go" by Hailey Steinfeld

- "Elastic Heart" by Sia