A/N: Here's chapter 7 folks. I might be able to post chapter 8 tonight as well or maybe tomorrow, but I'll be busy for the coming few days so it might take time until the next chapter update (maybe a week or so).

I'm not exactly fond of the what-if version of Beca she sees in this chapter, but it must be done to prove a point.

I don't own pitch perfect

"Dude! Do you really have to do your mystical mumbo jumbo thing without warning?" Beca complained. The scene from the hospital getting swallowed up into the light that shrouded them the moment it had settled down.

"We have places to see, or have you forgotten?" Death replied.

"No way, you totally owe me now. I didn't even get any chance to completely get an understanding of what was going on."

"If I tell you that Aubrey called you one of her dearest friends, would that appease you?" Death huffed and by the smug look on Beca's face he could tell that it did. "Good, now come on."

The light that surrounded them had fully dissipated when Beca realized they were standing in her old dorm room. "What are we doing here?' she asked Death.

"This is your dorm room during you're freshman year in Barden." Death says pointedly.

"Really? Didn't notice." Beca grumbled as a reply.

"We're here to answer one of your pressing questions. What if you never joined the Bellas, but in this case you do meet them."

"What do you mean in this case?" Beca asks but before Death could answer her question the door to the dorm room bursts wide open and in comes the what if version of Beca wearing nothing but a bath towel, clearly coming back from the showers. She dropped the towel within minutes as she started getting ready.

Beca instantly jumped to cover Death's eyes. "Uh, what are you doing Mitchell?" he asked.

"You're too young for this squirt." she replied quickly replied before she exclaimed when she saw the contents her closet.

What-If Beca walked out the dorm room, all nonchalant as she grabbed her things for class. "Why the hell is my closet all pink!?" she immediately lets out, letting go of Death and fading through the closet door.

Death follows her with his eyes and with a wave of his hands opens the closet door to where Beca disappeared into, she looked dumb-struck and absolutely mortified.

Beca used to think that heaven and hell never really existed.

She was so wrong.

The incredibly frilly and pink closet in front of her proved to her that hell existed.

"Pink!" Beca gasped. "What's with all the pink?"

"Oh, I see you've noticed your wardrobe. Well, in this world, you have a happy childhood."

"So I wear pink! A lot of pink! Dude, no, this is too girly!"

"Yeah, well, in this world you are girly." Death pointed out.

"Dude, no." Beca replied, shaking her head in disapproval.

"And quite flirty too."

"I resent that."

"And you're also bubbly, and cheerful, and incredibly enthusiastic."

"No. Just no."

"And you're dating Luke."

"What!?" Beca exclaimed and Death couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, so the last one was a lie." Death said after Beca gave him a death glare. Beca chuckled at the thought of it, especially because it did get him to stop laughing. "You are dating Tom though."

"The shower guy?" Beca screamed rather than calmly asked and Death nodded and he quickly pulled Beca out of the dorms and into the quad where Beca saw her pink-loving version strolling hand in hand with Tom the shower guy. She heard Death let out a chuckle while she kept shaking her head saying "Gross" over and over again.

"And how does Chloe feel about all of this?" Beca asked and Death hummed.

"I'm glad you asked." He said before everything in front of them shifted and the scene before them changes. They were in the Bellas rehearsal space and Beca could here Chloe's endless complaints about Beca. Form her conversation with the Aubrey before her, she pretty much gathered that they hated each other.

"This is all twisted." Beca let out as a comment and Death couldn't help but agree. They sat down as they watched the Bellas start cardio. The white haired boy was about to say something when he sneezed all of a sudden.

"I didn't know that you get the sniffles." Beca said.

"I don't." Death replied. "But it seems some of your friends are talking about you fighting me."

"How do you know that? Actually, hang on, how do you know what Aubrey said about me too?"

"I'm still keeping tabs on what's happening around the real world. You're not the only one in a coma in a hospital you know. Matter of fact, hospitals are the busiest place for work for me. Too many souls to gather."

"And you where do you keep all of them? Where do you take them?"

"To their individual paradise. They're all in my pockets, and they'll be there until we finish our little trip."

"So how about the other souls questioning life and death right now?"

"Surprisingly, you're the only one at the moment. Most people have the common sense to fight for their lives." Death commented and Beca simply quirked her lips to one side not having any response ready.

The pair sat through rehearsals and Beca was glad to know that Aubrey was actually listening to everyone else's suggestions.

"Okay, so, again, they seem to be getting along fine. Even better than I expected. And other than the nightmarish version of me – that I won't be able to forget by the way, thank you very much – what you're showing me is simply telling me that everyone's better off without me joining the Bellas in the first place."

"Not exactly." Death tells Beca as she stood up. He offered his hand to the DJ and they soon found themselves in the quad, activities fair of their sophomore year.

Beca finds herself standing in front of the Trebles table yet again. "The Trebles win, of course the Trebles win." she says, throwing her hands up in the air in resignation. "What else?"

Death points at Amy and Stacie, the new co-captains of the Bellas, as they recruit new members. The evil-pink-loving version of Beca walks past by them and bumps into the two new co-captains, trouble starts to brew between them and Jesse steps in to save the day. He starts to calm Stacie and they walk hand in hand away from the booth, Beca's other version walking towards a different direction.

"What did I do? And is this Stacie dating Jesse?"

Death nods. "You see, the Bellas lose Nationals because of this version of you. You dump Tom, and play Chloe's heart before dumping her and then try hitting on Aubrey. Aubrey and Chloe fight because of you and you simply denying anything and everything, which tears the Bellas apart a bit. Chloe moves to LA after graduation, Aubrey to New York…"

"I still inadvertently ruin their friendship. Well, the last time I wasn't even existing to do it. Is this your way of saying that because I had the 'happy childhood' I never had, I become this selfish bi-"

"Language Mitchell." Death interjected before Beca groaned.

"You will never let that go, huh?"

"Nope, but yes, you are right. Sometimes the happiness we yearn for actually turns out to be superficial. So yeah, your parents didn't separate but you always got your way, they gave you everything to distract you from the cracks that they didn't want you to seem, and it made you feel empty. As for Chloe and Aubrey, you end up breaking their friendship, mostly because you end up causing so much damage. Oh, and Chloe doesn't get her nodes removed when she was supposed to, again, but she does after graduation. She loses some of her range but it wasn't as bad as the last reality."

"I won't ever do that to Chloe." Beca said adamantly.

"You really did love her, you just couldn't believe that she actually fell for you either, after all the business with Tom. Music still brings the two of you together, but you never get too into music though. You're not into the whole DJ business, and you could care less for acapella, but Chloe was starting to make you care, and you start to lose arguments, you don't always get your way anymore. So you did what you could do, afraid that you love her more than she could ever love you, you hurt her. You wanted to prove that you can hurt her more than she can ever hurt you."

"That's stupid." Beca immediately replied.

"Yeah well, this version of you isn't my favorite either."

"And Aubrey? Really?

"Oh, well, Posen doesn't fall for it and calls you out on it. But you know, mean girl Beca is mean so she twisted the truth around."

Beca felt sick to her stomach with the version of herself she just saw. "Why are you even showing me this?"

"You asked if the Bellas would be better off with you not joining them. It just so happens that the only way for you to not join the Bellas but still meet them is this."

"Take me away from here, I don't like this place." she simply said as she nudged Death.

"Well, we do have a different version of you that never gets to meet the Bellas to visit, so if you're ready, we can go." Death said.

"Please tell me it would be better than this."

"It is, actually. I can at least promise you that nothing bad happens to Chloe in that reality."

Beca looks at Death suspiciously. "Why do I have a feeling that there's a 'but' in there somewhere?"

"Because there is, but you'll only know the answer if you're willing to see it."

"Let's go then." Beca replied, ready to see what else lies ahead.