[Beca's POV]
"What does is say?" I asked, my voice barley audible.
"Sign the papers or I... I won't stop until every single one of you bellas are dead," Amy stammered shakily.
I squeezed Chloe's hand tightly as if that would keep her safe.
"Girls I..." I started but got cut off by Ashley.
"Those papers aren't getting signed, we'll hire some more security and we'll stick together, we'll be fine."
The other girls nodded in agreement.
"Why don't I call the police and tell them to trace the number, because you can't text unknown can you?" Stacie said, sounding determined, Amy shook her head, showing Stacie the number.
"What I don't get is," Lilly started once Stacie had left the room to call the police "is how she knew about the papers."
"Well either she has some inside source... Or she is spying on us somehow," Amy croaked, not even attempting to hide the fear in her voice.
I rested my head on Chloe's chest, feeling it gently move up and down assuring me she's still alive, she's still breathing. I felt her hand move from beneath mine once more and my heart skipped a beat. I looked up at her sleeping face, her eyes still closed.
"Don't worry Chlo, we'll get through this, no matter how long it takes, we will get through this," I whispered.
"Why don't you read the next letter while we're waiting?" Aubrey suggested.
I nodded at her and picked up the next letter.
"Thirteenth of October two-thousand-and-eleven.
"It's Friday the Thirteenth, you scared?" Aubrey teased, winking at me.
"Aubrey the only thing that scares me is what you're wearing, how about this instead?" I laughed handing her some more clothes. She rolled her eyes at me and went to get changed, muttering to herself.
I felt a warm body wrap their arms around me from behind and murmur in my ear.
"Don't worry babe I'll keep you safe,"
I turned around to face you, you arms still around me.
"Why aren't you changed yet Miss Beale?" I asked, giggling at you.
"Well you see I'm scared to go in there on my own," you whisper, kissing me.
"I'm sure you'll be just fine," I laughed pushing you towards the changing room. You pouted at me, but did what I said.
"Girls," Janath said from beside me. I shook my head at her, laughing.
"What are we gonna do with them," I replied.
"Whatever we can," Amy said, appearing beside us.
"You dirty moo," Stacie giggled.
"Is Amy being rude again?" Aubrey asked, joining the group.
"Again?" I said.
"Let's just say our hotel room is next to yours and those walls are paper thin," Stacie explained. Amy opened her mouth to protest, but Ashley cut her off.
"Good job with the outfits Beca, everyone looks great."
*
"Awh I remember that day," AMy smiled at the memory.
I nodded at her realising how much things have changed.
My thought were cut off by Stacie walking back in.
"They tried to trace back the text but it was made by a phone that belonged to some school kid that had his phone stolen," Stacie explained.
"Her Mum," Chloe's Dad piped up.
"What would Chloe's mum have to do with this?"
"She's the only one that wanted to have the life support turned off anyway." he pointed out.
"So are you saying she's hired some girl to kill her?" She said.
"Probably."
"But I don't get it why would she want to kill her own daughter?" Amy
asked.
I shrugged at her and looked at the doctor entering the room.
"You ready for your scan?" She smiled. I nodded and followed her out of the room.
"Well it looks like it's a girl," she said.
I looked at the black and white images on the screen and felt the hot tears slide down my cheeks.
"Thanks," I replied, wiping them away.
I got back changed and went back to Chloe's room, to see a note on the bed. 'Gone to get food, we'll bring back the usual see you soon'.
I sat in my usual seat and started playing with her hair.
"It's a girl," I whispered, kissing her gently. "I miss you."
