Sorry it took so long y'all! School sucks the energy right outta me so I've had no time. Plus I have to write my other story (A Swan Queen fic if you're interested) But there is an extra long weekend coming up so i'll see what I can do. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect
Beca knocked frantically at their door, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She bit her lip and winced. Oh yeah. The bastard bit me. She remembered. After what seemed like eternity the door opened, and Beca launched herself into the arms of whoever open the door. Arms wrapped around her and she buried her face in the neck of the woman who was holding her and inhaled. Chloe.
"You okay, bug?" The damn finally broke, tears leaked from her eyes on to Chloe's shoulder. The red head started rocking her and running her hands through the brunette's sweaty hair. "Did you walk here?" Beca just nodded, then heard a voice come from behind Chloe.
"Hey, what's going on? Beca, are you alright." Another sob broke out of her throat, accompanied by more tears. Chloe walked backwards carefully so Aubrey could close the door. Beca felt a hand rubbing her back and heard Aubrey quietly say. "Beca I don't know what happened but can you at least tell me if you're hurt physically."
"I'm not." Beca croaked, her head still tucked under Chloe's chin. Aubrey nodded, looking to Chloe with worried eyes. They knew something terrible must have happened if their DJ was breaking down like this.
"Becs, did somebody get hurt?" Chloe felt her shake her head 'no'. She nodded. "Okay, well we really need to know what happened. Can you tell us now or do you want to wait?" Chloe spoke softly, trying not to let her own panic creep into her voice. Beca pulled back, wiping her eyes and keeping her head down.
"Can I just tell you later?" It was spoken so softly the women had to strain to hear it.
"Of course, Beca. Go get some sleep, we'll be there in a minute." Aubrey smiled encouragingly. Beca nodded and began to walk off, but stopped and turned around walking straight up to Chloe. She pulled the red heads face to hers, kissing her with such fervor Chloe had to pull back with a gasp. Beca let go of her and walked up to Aubrey, doing the same thing. She had to get his taste off of he mouth. Both women were stunned when Beca turned around and walked right into their room without a word.
Neither Aubrey nor Chloe knew what to do about Beca.
"Do you have any idea what that was about?" Chloe shook her head at the question.
"I have no clue. When I opened the door she just threw her arms around me and started crying. What do we do, Bree?" Aubrey sighed.
"Honestly, I have no idea. All I know is right now she needs us." The two walked into their bedroom, taking in the small woman on their bed. She was curled up on her side, clutching a pillow with tear streaks still on her face. The sight broke their hearts. They changed and walked over to the bed. Aubrey carefully extracted the pillow from Beca's arms sliding in next to her. Chloe got in on the other side trying not to wake the sleeping brunette. Beca started to shift, turning her back to Aubrey, putting her head in the crook to Chloe's neck. Aubrey scooted closer to her, throwing her arm around the younger woman's waist and lacing their fingers.
"Everything's gonna be alright. I promise."
…
Beca's eyes furrowed while she slept. The brunette's movements became more and more spastic, but not enough to wake the women on either side of her.
She was walking down a dark corridor. The lights flickered in and out. 'I know this place.' Beca recognized it very clearly. It was the place Sheila had recommended she go to because her attitude toward her step-monster wasn't 'acceptable'. She hated it here. Nothing but question after question about her life, her attitude, her feelings. If she was to be completely honest the place looked more like a psychiatric ward or some type of insane asylum instead of a bunch of shrink's offices. The white hallway went on forever. The doors all looked the same except for the distinguishing name tags on each door. 'Why the hell am I here?' She had to beg her dad to take her out of this hell hole. Needless to say Shelia got the last say in the matter, letting Beca out because she didn't want her lovely step-daughter to feel uncomfortable and only cared that she got the help she needed. 'Bullshit!'
One specific door in particular stood out above all the others. She opened it, being immediately blinded by the light that came from the room. 'Damn! It looks like the second coming of Jesus in here.' When her eyes adjusted she saw Chloe and Aubrey standing inside the room with wide smiles on their faces. Except… they weren't their smiles. They didn't belong on her girlfriend's beautiful faces.
"Hey there, Becs. Why don't you come over here and we can check you out." Chloe's smile widened. Beca shook her head. 'This isn't right. Something's not right.'
"I'm okay over here. Thanks though. I'm actually just gonna head out. Lots of homework, ya know?" Beca walked backward slowly then spun on her heel, reaching for the door knob. Except there wasn't one. The door wasn't even there anymore. 'Fuck! You've got to be shitting me right now!' She did a 180 looking back at her apparent girlfriends. They now stood directly in front of her, grinning like Cheshire cats. They each grabbed one of Beca's wrists and dragged her towards a table with straps on it that Beca was all too familiar with it.
"Okay let's just think about this, you guys! C'mon, this is no way to maintain a relationship! Let me out so we just talk about this." Both women ignored her as the continued to strap her down to the table. Both wrists, ankles and her mid-section were now firmly stuck to the table. Her 'girlfriends' stood over her smiling devilishly.
"Isn't that sweet? She still thinks were those two sluts! Think, you little harlot!" Beca's eyes widened at the name she hadn't heard in-
"No…" She whispered. 'Aubrey' smiled down at her and nodded.
"Yes! You know who I am, you ungrateful little shit!" Tears prickled the edges of Beca's eyes.
"Shelia…" All of a sudden Aubrey was gone and standing above her was the step-monster herself. 'If that's Sheila then who's the other one?' Right as Beca thought it, Chloe faded away and Jesse now looked down at her.
"Hey, babe." Bile rose to her throat. Her two worst nightmare in the place she hated most was by far at the top of her 'shit that is seriously fucked up' list. She struggled against the restraints, bucked her hips, kicked her legs, and doing whatever she could to get out. She had to get out. Both figures began laughing at her failed attempts at freeing herself.
"Oh naive little, Beca. You will never escape us. We will always be with you. Always!" Beca began crying. She had no clue what to do.
"No! No, let me go! Get away, get the fuck away from me!" Beca screamed. She felt herself start to shake but she didn't understand why. Beca! She heard. Beca, wake up! 'Wake up? Wake up from what?'
…
Aubrey was woken up by kick to the shin. "Ow! What the hell, Chloe?" She opened her eyes. They were still slightly blurry but she was able to see Beca thrashing around in bed. "Beca! Chloe, wake up!" Chloe sprang out of bed, her red hair flying in her face.
"I'm up! I'm up! What's wro- Beca! What the hell is going on?! Why is she kicking so much?" Chloe's blue eyes were wide as they took in the DJ. She was kicking and pawing at the air, letting out little whimpers here and there.
"She's having a nightmare, Chloe" But before the red-head could respond they were cut off by a scream.
"Get away, get the fuck away from me!" Beca hollered. She was crying and hyperventilating but still remained asleep. Aubrey didn't what to do so she just jumped on the bed grabbing Beca's shoulders.
"Beca! Beca, wake up!" Aubrey shook her shoulders, trying to pull her out of whatever hell she seemed to be experiencing. Beca shot up, gasping as she did. She clambered of the bed, backing up against the door of the room. The women noticed how, her breathing was erratic, and unsteady. How her shirt clung to her small frame, drenched with sweat and how dilated the brunette's pupils were, and not the kind of dilated they were used to seeing.
"Becs. Can you look at me? Focus on my face?" Chloe spoke quietly and didn't move, not wanting to startle the girl even more. Beca's eyes tried focusing on blue ones but everything was too blurry. She shook her head quickly, putting the palms of her hands to her eyes, trying to rub away the fuzziness. When she looked up again she, gasped. Still in a sleep haze, she clamped her eyes closed again, sliding down to the ground.
"No, no, no. You aren't real! You're not him, you can't hurt me!" The senior's eyes widened at Beca's words. They exchanged a look and Aubrey motioned to the edge of the bed. They had no clue what was going on in their little girlfriend's head at the moment but they knew it wasn't anything good.
"Beca, can you tell me who you're talking about? Who do you think Chloe is?" Aubrey spoke softly, wanting nothing more than to take the DJ in her arms and just hold her. She saw Beca look up at her and eyes widen. Another round of tears and sobs came out of the smaller woman, and all they could was watch.
"Not you too! No, you can't be real too. You can't be here." She cried into her arms, which were folded across her knees.
"Beca, why can't we be here? Who do you think we are?" The DJ sniffed and looked up, eyes narrowing at the two women suspiciously.
"A-Aubrey's Sheila and Chloe's J-Jesse. You aren't them. Bring me my girlfriends!" Both older women had looks of horror on their faces. Beca thought they were the two people she hated most?
"Becs, it's us. I'm not Jesse and Aubrey isn't Sheila. We are right here." Chloe started to reach out her hand but pulled in back just as quickly. She saw the brunette shake her head furiously.
"No! I saw you! You were them then you changed! Where are they?!" Beca was so confused. Am I still dreaming? Is this actually Chloe and Aubrey? How will I even been sure?
"Beca, I swear to you we aren't lying. We will stay here perfectly still and you can inspect for yourself." Aubrey put her hands up in a surrendering motion, Chloe following her actions. The small woman eyed them warily, before standing on shaking legs. It took both Aubrey and Chloe everything they had to stay still and not reach out to her. Beca to small steps, stopping every few, to look at every detail of them. They sat perfectly still, with their hands up, keeping the eyes trained on Beca. When she reached them she, squinted, looking closely at their faces. She took her hand and ran the tip of her finger slowly across Aubrey's face. The blonde couldn't suppress the shudder that rolled through her at Beca's soft, cold fingers. Another hand came up, tracing her cheekbones, the slope of her nose, the feel of her hair, everything. Beca frowned a little, confused, and moved on to Chloe. The red-head closed her eyes as fingers began their inspection of her face. She relished in the gentle touch of Beca's hands, but blue eyes soon shot open when she thought of an idea. She took a deep breath before she began to hum.
Beca's hand stopped the moment she heard the song. She looked over at Aubrey who had begun to hum too. She closed her eyes and listened to the calming sound, dropping her hands to her sides. It's really them. Only they would sing this song, this perfectly. She allowed herself to smile as she sat down on the floor in front of the bed, between Aubrey's left knee and Chloe's right. They all sat like that until the song finished, letting the last note trail off. Both seniors moved themselves so they sat next to Beca on the floor, both of them hesitantly taking one of her hand. They waited for Beca to speak, knowing she was coming down from the break down she just had.
"I really love that song." Beca whispered.
"I know." Chloe responded simply, gently squeezing her hand.
"I-I'm not ready to talk about it. I will just… give me some time. Don't worry I'll tell you before the day's over."
"Beca, there's no rush. Yes, we're worried but only tell us when you're ready." Beca gave the blonde's hand a grateful squeeze. She relaxed against the bed and began to sing the song that had so recently calmed her down. The song that she would say started it all.
"I'm bulletproof…"
Did ya love it? Hate it? I could end it here unless you guys want me to keep going which I totally will! Don't worry if you want more i'll give you more b/c I love me some triple treble and do have ideas if y'all are still into this story. I also have a few Swan Queen stories if you love those two ladies (how could you not) so check those out too.