Hey guys! So, here's another update. I'm kind of in a bad mood today, so I'm not going to blabber because it'll become more of a rant. I'm dealing with some depression issues… But never mind me. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything. And it still sucks.

Beca POV-

For a second, I thought it was a joke. I thought, for a split second, that if I closed my eyes and blinked, that when I opened them she'd be gone, and this feeling in the pit of my stomach would leave. But I tried that, and it didn't work. The feeling is still there, an ache of lingering pain and bitter betrayal, leaving a bad taste in my mouth. "What are you doing here?" I hear myself ask, anger showing in my body stance.

And she has the audacity to look hurt? "Hello, Beca." She says, an emotion I can't place swimming in her eyes.

"Get out." I spit, but she doesn't. Instead, she crosses her arms, looking defiant.

"No." She answers easily. "It's Kaylie's house, not yours. You can't force me to leave." Despite my resolve to remain angry, which I am, I feel tears gathering, blurring my vision.

"Fine." I manage to get out. "If you won't leave, then I will." I blink back tears, forcing them away and taking a ragged breath. Cassidy's bright emerald eyes catch my own dark blue eyes, and the pain in them almost makes me fall for her façade. Almost. With her black hair straightened, her bangs slashing choppily over one of her eyes, I almost believe that maybe she isn't the bitch I remember her to be. But then I think about what she did and my resolve to hate her grows stronger. "C'mon, Chlo'. You can meet Kaylie some other time." I say, spinning around. Chloe's baby blue eyes look worried, flickering from me to Cassidy and then back. "Chloe," I repeat. "It's alright. C'mon."

Chloe shakes her head, softly. "Beca, who is this?" Her eyes shoot back to Cassidy. "And why are you so adamant to get away from her?"

Cassidy steps forward. I can feel her move closer to me. "Beca, can we just talk, please?"

I whip around and step back, away from her. "No!" I shout. "No, we cannot talk, Cassidy!" I'm screaming now, but quite frankly I don't care. "You had plenty of time to talk to me, plenty of time to explain your little bet, and I'm done listening to you!"

"Beca, I miss you." She pleads, and I shake my head, taking another step back.

I glare at her, shaking my head. I feel Chloe's worried gaze focused on me, but I ignore it. "I don't care, Cassidy. I don't miss you. And that's why we're leaving. Right now." Before I can act on my words, though, I hear a squeal that stops me in my tracks.

"Aunt Beca!" I hear Jamie, Kaylie's seven year old son, yell. I sigh, knowing I have to stay now. I can't say no to this kid. He comes barreling through the door, past Cassidy. He jumps up and throws himself into my arms. I wrap my arms around him, holding him up.

"Hey, Jamie." I say, ruffling his hair as I put him down. "How've you been?"

"Pretty good." He says, and then his eyes, which are a bright green almost identical to Cassidy's, lock on to Chloe. "Is this Chloe?" He asks, his eyes cautious.

I freeze. "Uh, yeah?" I respond cautiously, shooting Chlo a confused glance. "But how do you know about Chloe?"

He shrugs. "I heard you talking to Uncle Jesse about her last week, when he came with." He says, his eyes still locked on Chloe. He steps forward, past me, walking up to her. Jamie's a kid, but he's also serious and fiercely protective of those he loves. And for some unknown reason, Jamie loves me. He looks seriously short next to her, but he tilts his head back and says seriously "Uncle Jesse said you broke Aunt Beca's heart and that she needs to get over you." He says, and he hesitates. "But you look nice. So… just don't do it again. Or you'll regret it."

Chloe kneels down and takes one of Jamie's hands in hers, seriousness in her eyes and voice as she says "I did. And I regret it. A lot." Her eyes cut to me, and before she looks away, I see the apology in her eyes. She focuses back on Jamie. "But I'm never going to do it again. She's my best friend."

Jamie nods, smiling at Chloe a little. "She's mine too." He says, and I chuckle, ruffling his hair again. "You're coming inside, right Aunt Beca?" He asks, turning to me. I sigh.

"Of course, J-man." I answer, and Chloe slips her hand into mine. "How about you and Cassidy go inside and tell your mom and dad that I'll be in soon?"

Jamie, looking disappointed that I'm not coming in, sighs. But then he nods. "Okay." He pauses. "Are you okay?" He asks.

I smile at him to reassure him. "Of course, bud. I just need a minute." He nods, still looking skeptical, and tugs Cassidy inside. I sit down on the step, and I set my shoulders, waiting for Chloe to yell, demanding that I tell her who the fuck Cassidy is.

Instead, Chloe wraps her arm around my shoulders and asks, so softly I almost don't hear, "Are you okay?" I start to say no, but then I just break down. I collapse in her arms, sobbing, and Chloe just holds me. "It's okay." She murmurs into my hair after she kisses me on my forehead. She keeps repeating it, even after I pull away. She keeps saying it as I call Jesse, who informs me that he's on his way. She keeps repeating it after that, when I break into tears again. After about twenty minutes, I compose myself, pulling away. Only not that far, because she doesn't let me go very far.

"I'm sorry." I whisper finally, and Chloe shakes her head.

She leans her forehead against mine. "Never apologize for crying to me, Beca Mitchell." She growls fiercely. She pauses for a minute. "Who is Cassidy?" She asks, and I sigh.

"She's my ex-girlfriend." I say. Chloe just continues looking into my eyes, expectant. I sigh again. "We were together for over a year and a half. One day, she was talking to one of her friends, and they asked her how the bet was going. I expected her to say something to him about some stupid bet they'd made. And she did. She said 'Oh, it's great. She's totes in love with me.'" I pause, sucking in a deep breath. "The guy… he said 'Well, at least there's only a couple months less until it's been two years, right? Then you can dump that pathetic bitch and we can get back together.'" Chloe's eyes are swimming with sadness and shock, and then just as suddenly to rage.

"I'll rip her fucking head off." She growls, but I grab her wrists before she can move, smiling softly at her.

"As much as I love this protective side of you, it won't do you or me any good." I say sternly. "I just feel betrayed. It's not like I still love her, or anything. But it just…" I trail off.

Chloe nods. She's so close, too close, as she whispers "It just hurts."

I nod. "Exactly." I whisper, and I'm not sure why. I'm not sure why we're whispering, I'm not sure why Chloe's lips are getting closer, I'm not sure why my eyes are closing, I'm not sure of anything but the anger I feel as Jesse's truck door slams closed and Chloe jerks away. And even then I'm not completely sure because some part of me feels relieved that he inadvertently cock-blocked me.

He walks over to us. "Beca." He breathes out, pulling me into a hug. Over his shoulder, I see Aubrey, who smiles sheepishly at me as I give her a knowing look. Blushing, she raises her eyebrow at Chloe, who smacks her arm and shakes her head. I pull out of the hug and smile gratefully at him.

Walking through the door, it's like I'm hit with a ton of bricks, but then Chloe slips her hand in mine again and Jesse wraps his arm around my shoulders and his other around Aubrey, and we walk like that into the kitchen. Cassidy's standing there, along with Kaylie and Kaylie's husband, Jason. "Hey, guys." Jesse says, and Kaylie raises her eyebrow, a small smile tugging at her lips.

A jolt of pain shoots through me as I see that, and the small smile I've managed to muster up slips. "Jesse, what a surprise to see you!" She says, and it's like this woman keeps punching me in the gut. Not Kaylie, not Kaylie, not Kaylie. I rant to myself. Her smile falls as her eyes come to rest on me, her face set with worry. "Beca, are you alright?

No, Kaylie, no I'm not. My sister isn't my sister anymore, but she looks exactly like she used to and it's tearing me apart. Instead, I say "Yeah, Kaylie, I'm sorry. I'm fine." Cassidy looks like she's about to say something, but then her eyes lock on Chloe's hand in mine. Her eyes look sad and surprised, but I don't really care. Just as I realize that, Chloe squeezes my hand reassuringly. I turn my head and smile at her, she grins back, obviously relieved. I turn back to Kaylie. "Oh. This is Chloe, my best friend-."

"Hurtful!" Jesse interjects playfully, earning him a light shove from me, a playful smack from Aubrey, and a satisfied smirk from Chloe.

"-and her best friend, Aubrey." I finish.

"She also just happens to be my girlfriend." Jesse states proudly.

I turn to Aubrey, mock hurt on my face. "Oh, really?" She nods, looking slightly confused. "What, so that night really meant nothing to you? It meant a hell of a lot to me!" I shout.

Aubrey looks confused and lost, Jesse looks pissed, Kaylie and Jason look confused and slightly amused, Cassidy looks just as pissed as Jesse, and that's when I hear Chloe start to giggle uncontrollably. As everyone, including me, turns to look at her, she stutters out "Y-You should've seen your faces." She giggles, and I grin at her.

"At least someone realized I was making a joke." I tease, and then I get smacked in the head. By Jesse. And Aubrey. At the same time. "Ow!" I yelp, and then they start laughing. "You guys suck." I whine.

Kaylie turns to Cassidy. "Are you alright, Cassidy?" She asks, and that's when I notice that Cassidy's expression changed only a bit, adding jealousy to the rage.

Cassidy nods, tight lipped. "I just… I'm a little surprised." She says, and her gaze is locked on to mine.

"About what?" I challenge, and she glares at me. "That I got over you? That I can be happy?"

Her face falls, and the anger fades. "I just… can we please talk, Beca?" She pleads. "I miss you. A lot."

"You also broke her heart." Chloe cuts in, Jesse backing her.

"Yeah!" He exclaims, angry. "What kind of person does that to someone?"

Cassidy's cheeks flush with embarrassment and anger. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, yeah. I think he does." I shoot back. "I didn't lie, Cass. I'm not you." I dig.

She flinches. "I deserved that." She admits. "But, Becs, I didn't ever mean to hurt you. You have to know that. It wasn't just a bet to me. It was at first, before I knew you, but after I talked to you it was never just a bet." She says, and it's an odd sense of déjà vu. I remember then that the words she just spoke are almost the exact same as the night of the crash. "I thought maybe you'd forgiven me, because when I saw Kaylie at the store today and said hi, she told me to come over so that we could catch up. I don't know…" She turns to Kaylie. "Why would you invite me if Beca still hates me?" She asks, and there is a lot of pain and confusion in her voice.

I know that no matter what, I at least owe her this explanation. "She doesn't remember you." I tell, her, and her eyes widen.

"What do you mean, Beca? You can't just… forget someone. Especially not if she broke your little sister's heart. Especially because you're more like her daughter. After what your parents did…" She trails off. "She wouldn't forget that." She shoots a questioning glance at Kaylie, who looks frozen.

"Beca, is that true?" Kaylie asks, looking between us before her confused gaze settles on me. "Were we that close before the accident?" She questions, looking shocked.

I suck in a deep breath of air. "Yeah." I say, and it's barely a whisper.

"Wait, what accident?" Cassidy asks, as Kaylie's eyes fill up with tears.

"Beca," She lets out, her voice cracking. "Why didn't you tell me that?"

I shrug, very aware of my friends behind me, knowing that we're still standing in the kitchen. "There's a lot of things about our lives that I never told you." I confess, and her eyes widen.

"Why?" She asks, and a tear spills. "Why are you keeping all of this from me?"

Cassidy steps forward. "Beca. Please tell me you told Kaylie about your parents." I don't say anything, looking at the floor, unable to confess to the secret I've never told anyone. Kaylie doesn't know anything about our lives. When she woke up and was deemed unfit to parent me anymore, someone got in contact with our birth father. He took me in, and I hated him. It's how I ended up going to Barden. "You didn't, did you?"

I shake my head. "You don't understand, Cass." I whisper, my voice breaking. Somewhere in my mind it registers that Cass flipped the interrogation off of her and on to me.

"Neither do I, Beca, so explain." Kaylie whispers, and it tears me apart to see this girl that I don't really know who looks exactly like my sister cry.

I take in a deep breath. "Our parents beat us." I spit out. "Our mom and our step-dad. It's why we were so close. They didn't beat you as much. I don't know why, but I'm glad about that." My voice softens as I say "You protected me as best you could." I whisper, and I look into Kaylie's eyes. "You were the only thing I'd ever had that was remotely close to a home."

I take in a deep breath. "One day you came home and I was in bad shape, so you took me to the hospital. On the way there I passed out. I woke up four months later, but I could remember you apologizing to me and trying to get me to wake up." I force myself to keep going.

"They were arrested, and when I woke up you became my legal guardian. You were my everything. So, when Cass and I started dating, I let myself fall. I didn't want to be a burden to you. After a year and ten months, I found out that Cass was just dating me because of a stupid bet. I was a stupid bet. I sang an angry and sad song I found that fit the situation to her at the talent show and you yelled at her when she tried to apologize."

I don't know when the tears started falling, but they aren't going to stop. "You were trying to take me home, and then a semi came out of nowhere. When I woke up in the hospital and was well enough to see you, I suddenly knew how you must've felt those years ago when it was me on that bed." I swallow harshly. "You woke up eleven months later. In the meantime, I visited you every single day." I look up, blinking through the tears, and my eyes meet hers. She's crying too. "You woke up." I repeat, and then I let out a choked sob. "You woke up, but the Kaylie I knew, the Kaylie that knew me… she never did." My eyes burn, and I feel guilty for making her cry, barely registering that Cassidy is crying too as I whisper "And I miss her so much. Every time I see you… I miss her."

Before I can do anything or say anything else, Kaylie's arms are wrapped around me. "I'm sorry." She sobs into my hair. "I'm sorry I forgot you. I love you, Beca, so much. Even if I'm not her, I love you as much as she did. I know it." She kisses my hair, everywhere, as if I'm Elizabeth, her ten year old daughter. "I'm so sorry." Chloe puts her hand on my back. I'm not sure how I know it's her, but there are only three people who make me feel safe anymore. Chloe, Jesse, and somehow, Kaylie. Cassidy would have made that list a few years ago… but not anymore. "I'm trying to remember, Beca, I swear to god I am. I would do anything to remember." She whispers, and she's still kissing my forehead, and all I can think is I miss you. I miss you so much.

So… was that as shitty as I think it is? Probably. Whatever. I hope you guys will review more. I'm having some depression issues (mighta said that already) and getting a review literally makes my whole day worth it. So, thanks for reading. :)

Guest: Thank you so much! I know, I was trying to shock everyone with the whole Cass thing. I guess it worked, huh? I enjoy the daily updates just as much as you do, so it's really no problem.

gossipssweetlips: I see your username now and I'm like 'HA I can spell it without double checking now!'. It may not seem like that big of an accomplishment, but trust me, it is. Yeah, I figured it probably wouldn't be a good thing if Chloe didn't know about Beca and Kaylie and her parents. There's going to be a lot more of Jesse, I swear. No lies yet from Cass, but who knows, I could go anywhere with her intentions. ;) And yeah! Jess was there to support her. Jesse's too sweet not to go. :)

Chloe: Don't fall off of your bed again. ;) I'm flattered, really. I don't mind the hardcore Jaubrey shipper. I'm sorry there wasn't a lot in this chapter (like, at all) but Beca needs to get through some stuff before I can really focus on Jaubrey, and I don't want to make some hasty thing happen as a twist in their relationship and then regret it later. But Jaubrey will come, I swear. I'm glad I can inspire you.

To everyone else: Seriously, guys! Please comment! There are… 48 people following this and 13 have favorite it! (OMG, can I just say that I freak out every time I think about that?) I'm so grateful to everyone that's enjoying this. See you soon.

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