Two hours into Bellas practise and Chloe had not said a word to Beca.

She had been directing the other girls, showing them the range of dance moves they needed to learn, along with the songs they need to rehearse.

Yet all Beca had received was the cold shoulder, luckily Stacey and Amy had been guiding her through anything she was struggling with.

Chloe completely ignoring Beca when they were meant to be working together really stung her deep.

Looking over, the brunette watched Chloe as she spoke to two of the other girls,

"That's it, okay yeah, 1 and 2 and 3 then sway. You've got it! Keep it up" the ginger was beaming as she watched the girl's progress with her help.

Looking over towards the other group she witnessed Aubrey getting to grips with all the girls, spending individual time with each one.

"Beca ready to try it again?"

Stacey asked as she took a swig from her bottle of water.

"Sure, what is it they say? 28th time lucky?"

Stacey grinned back at Beca as they got into their positions ready to try and memorise the choreography.

Growing more and more frustrated at the situation, Beca couldn't help but feel annoyed that Chloe was also ignoring Stacey. She knew it had something to do with the fact that her and Beca were working together, but to punish Stacey for nothing at all wasn't something Beca could let slide.

She strode towards Chloe who was still helping the two fellow Bella's from before.

"What is your problem exactly?" Beca directed her question towards Chloe with ferocity.

"Excuse me?" Chloe's head swung round in shock, as the two girls next to her began to step away awkwardly.

"You heard me. Why do you feel the need to avoid me and Stacey? I thought you could at least be mature enough to help us with the steps"

Chloe's eyes now furrowed in confusion

"You guys seem to have it down pretty fine, I'm helping the others who were struggling. I was coming over to you two next"

"That's bullshit and you know it!" Beca couldn't contain the anger in her voice, at this point the other 6 girls in her group were frozen in their spot watching the incident unfold.

"Becs-" Chloe's eyes flung open wide as she realised her mistake

"Beca, I promise I'm on my way over soon, as soon as I get a chance. If you want to carry this on it will have to wait until later"

"You're a real bitch you know that" Beca stated coldly as she turned her back beginning to walk away.

"What did you just call me?" turning back around Beca was met with hurt spread across Chloe's face.

She didn't mean to be so angry towards Chloe, but the way she was acting was frustrating Beca to the point of turning to aggression.

"Forget it" was all Beca could muster at this point, she didn't want an angry confrontation with Chloe, she would rather silence between the pair than that.

The next sound was Aubrey clapping her hands indicating that practise was over for the day.

"Well done! I want to see even more hard work from you all next time! Mitchell, you can stay and clear this shit up. Everyone else back here tomorrow 4pm sharp!"

Aubrey grinned over at Beca, knowing that the brunette had to follow her demand if she wished to stay in the Bella's.

Beca swallowed her pride and began to stack the chairs on top of one another as the girls started to file out.

"Here" Beca felt her hand grabbed as Stacey slipped a piece of paper in her palm.

"Now, only special people get this so guard it with your life" Stacey jokingly explained as Beca smirked down at the number scrawled on the paper.

"I'll sleep with it under my pillow" Beca laughed as she shoved the number in her pocket.

"Okay, don't make it weird" Stacey replied with a straight face.

Beca blushed slightly, worrying that the girl was taking her statement seriously.

"Oh, er no I wasn't being- that's a joke, I'm not really sleeping with it under –"

"Beca….I'm fucking with you" Stacey interrupted smiling down at the flustered brunette.

"Just text me later yeah?"

"Sure" Beca replied as she watched the taller girl walk out the auditorium.

She swivelled back around to continue stacking chairs only to hear the sound of chair legs scraping across the floor as they were gathered up.

Chloe was quietly stacking the chairs at the side of the room, it was only the two of them left.

"You don't have to do that, I can manage" Beca muttered over to the red head.

"It's fine. I don't mind helping" Chloe replied without looking up from her task.

Silence filled the room as the two carried on tidying up the hall. Beca could still see the hurt visible on Chloe's face and couldn't help but feel remorse.

As much as she had hurt Beca, the last thing she wanted to do was to be the cause of sadness for the ginger.

"I'm sorry for calling you a bitch. I didn't mean it"

"Yeah you did" Chloe curtly replied, with no trace of malice in her voice.

Beca stopped her actions and looked over at the girl who was still quietly arranging the equipment to one side.

Taking a deep breath, Beca walked over so she was only a metre or so away from Chloe.

"I didn't, I was angry, I lashed out. I'm pissed at you but I had no right to call you a bitch"

Chloe's head rose up as she glared into Beca's navy blue eyes.

"Yes you did Beca, you and I both know you had every right" She looked away ashamed of her actions as the silence in the room deafened them.

"Three times" Beca muttered quietly, awkwardly gazing at her feet.

"What?" looking up trying to meet Beca's gaze

"Three times. Three times you have hurt me, and I could handle the first two…but, but that third time Chloe…" this time she glared right into those bright blue eyes.

"Why? I need to know why" Beca knew the red head could take off at any moment, she could tell how uncomfortable she was getting as she observed Chloe fiddling with her fingers.

"I'm so sorry Beca I…I can't even" Chloe quickly turned her head to the side shielding her face with her flowing red head.

The quiver in her voice had not gone un-noticed by Beca.

"And then to just fucking ignore me, like I'm worthless. Like I didn't even exist to you!" Beca could feel her heart begin to race as her adrenaline pumped through her body.

With no response Beca rapidly ran her fingers through her hair

"But that's all I'll ever be to you isn't it?! All this shit it meant nothing, I meant nothing!"

"YOU MEAN EVERYTHING" Chloe screamed, her face looked pained as she released the words, her hands were balled into fists by her side as she spoke fiercely.

"You're all that exists to me! Don't you get it! This thing Beca is-"the red head dropped her head into her hands, before lifting it back up.

"Everytime I see your frigging face I think of the kiss…" her face suddenly softening as she looked at Beca with loving eyes.

Beca could barely function at this point, she couldn't believe what she was hearing all this time she had assumed Chloe thought it was a huge mistake.

"Chloe, why are you fighting this?" Beca gently asked as she tried to reach out and touch her hand, only to be met with air as Chloe pulled her hand back.

"Because everytime I see your face…" Chloe paused as she looked over at Beca sincerely as she bit her bottom lip.

"…I want to kiss you all over again"

The words made Beca's stomach flip, all she could focus on was Chloe's eyes.

"But I can't. It's…I can't do it Beca, I'm not as brave as you. I'm scared and weak and…" Chloe took a step backwards away from Beca.

Still gazing at Beca she spoke softly

"You're so beautiful…I'm so sorry Becs" Chloe made her way towards the exit leaving a bewildered and alone Beca standing in the auditorium.

Walking back to her house, Beca was just as confused as ever. The thought that Chloe actually liked her too, but was too scared to do anything about it, hurt more than not being wanted back.

Walking into her room she threw her bag to the side as she slumped back on her bed, laying down she was looking up at the ceiling wondering if she should get lost in her world of music.

Distracting her from her current thoughts of Chloe, Beca felt something poking her in her thigh.

She reached down to retrieve the piece of paper causing this, unfolding it, she stared down at Stacey's number.

Without thinking too much about it, she sat up and reached for her bag, searching through it, she eventually grabbed her phone.

Hey, it's Beca. Just checking you didn't fake number me x

Beca quickly pressed send before tossing her phone to the side, she knows she should be trying to analyse the Chloe situation right now but she didn't have any emotion left in her to deal with it today.

She needed a light hearted conversation with someone who made her smile. That someone was Stacey Conrad.

You'll be pleased to hear no fake numbers were exchanged! So you managed to prise my number from under your pillow then huh ;) x

Beca grinned down at her phone, the flirtatious energy from the girl was contagious. She needed this to stop the Chloe thoughts, for one night at least.

Standing up she put her phone on charge as she settled comfortably on her bed, ready to send the next reply.