Four days had passed since Stacie or someone else for that matter had heard or seen Beca.
The short brunette still hadn't turned on her phone and it seemed like she had locked herself in her home.
The tall brunette didn't have anymore patience to wait until her best friend would finally come around to tell what was going on.
Stacie had thought about every possible scenario of what could've happened. But she couldn't think of anything so bad the redhead could have done that Beca needed to hide.
Concerned about her best friend, she had gone to the redhead to find out what had happened. Chloe refused to tell anyone what had happened and the situation was getting out of control.
The redhead didn't go to rehearsals either and without her and Beca things just weren't the same. Aubrey had refused to accept Beca's excuses through Stacie and therefore she was still considered a Bella.
Stacie realised that this situation needed to stop. If no one would do something about it, she would take it upon herself to get the shorter brunette to talk. Whatever it was that had happened, she was convinced that it could be fixed.
So she rummaged through one of her drawers to retrieve Beca's key. If she didn't want to open her door, Stacie would use her right as best friend and let herself in.
It took another two days for Beca to come to the conclusion that she didn't hate the fact that Chloe kissed her.
It took her another day to finally understand why she had freaked out.
She wasn't used to physical contact with anyone. And the way Chloe had approached her had caught her so off guard that she just had shut down.
She had needed the past four days in total conclusion to come to the realisation what had happened and what it had meant to her.
She also came to the conclusion that maybe she had overreacted a little too much. Instead of taking the time to process things and talk to someone, she had acted on instinct.
What had happened wasn't exactly a reason to quit the Bellas or not wanting to see the redhead. It wasn't even enough reason to shut her best friend out.
She knew her best friend was worried about her. She had knocked on her door various times the past few days. Just like most of the other Bellas had done. To her surprise, she even had recognised Aubrey's voice amongst them. The redhead was the only Bella that hadn't knocked on her door.
After over thinking and locking herself for four days, she thought that it was maybe a good idea to leave her house. Maybe she would feel less confused and frightened if she would take a walk in the universities park. Besides she could use some fresh air. Maybe some grocery shopping would be a good idea too.
All she had to do now was find the strength to take a shower and actually go out the door.
"Come on Mitchell, you can do this" she said to herself.
An hour or so later she was freshly showed and ready to go out and face the world again.
The moment she opened her front door and stepped outside, she bumped into her best friend.
"Stacie, what are you doing here?" she asked confused as she saw her friend with her house key in her hand.
"We need to talk."