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First, as always, RJRMovieFan, my man. Told you. I still have some surprises for you up my sleeve :P, so sit tight bud. And btw, I know! ;) Ashley is so good. But nobody's perfect, dude. Otherwise she'd become too good to be true. Everybody has their own insecurities. Loving too much causing too much fear and too much damage too. And I just said too many too.
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Right. Now to the story. The last time we read, Chloe and Kristen broke up; Beca and Ashley also broke up. In this short chapter, we'll see how Chloe, Beca, and Ashley take it in the first two days. Mostly about Beca, you know, because she has her name on the tittle. So... let's dig in.
I don't own Pitch Perfect.
Beca and Ashley's Mansion : Sunday
Beca doesn't how long she has been up on the balcony, and suddenly, the sun is already rising yet she doesn't get some sleep again last night. She sighs, standing up, and slowly dragging her feet to the bed in her sanctuary.
She looks at the bed, biting her trembling bottom lip, not feeling to be up there on her own. So she heads downstairs to the bedroom she shares with Ashley instead. Well, the room they used to share together.
When Beca walks into the room, she is hit with this certain scent, the mixture of hers and Ashley's soft scent in their room. Suddenly, she feels like crying again as a lump forming in her throat. But she swallows it down and shakes her head lightly.
Then she heads to bed to lay down, taking Ashley's pillow into her arms, inhaling the soft scent of her girlfriend's soft vanilla scent and falls into a restless sleep.
She wakes up by noon, peeking up to see the time and finds that it's 01.23 PM on Sunday. Weird. It's only been two days since she met Chloe, but it feels like weeks have already passed judging by everything that happened.
Funny how everything in her life has changed only in two nights. Beca groans loudly and decides to sleep again, too tired to do anything else, hoping that this is all just a nightmare.
Then Beca wakes up again at 05.16 PM, feeling so hungry, thirsty, and strangely more tired than before she fell asleep. She gets up from the bed, heads to the pantry, and then makes a simple peanut butter sandwich and a glass of hot milk.
She eats in silent on the balcony, thinking about what she wants to do. After she's done, her mind reminds her of the last thing Ashley said to her. Don't forget your meds, Beca. Please take care of yourself.
With a heavy sigh, she walks to the bedside drawer and takes the pills before jumping into the shower. Beca feels slightly better after showering.
She looks for her forgotten phone, and finds it with dead battery on the table under the TV. She charges the phone, activates it, and the wallpaper comes into her view. It's a picture of her and Ashley on their 5th anniversary dinner.
The picture was taken right after Beca put the B necklace on Ashley. She was standing behind the blonde, leaning forward with their head side to side, smiling goofily toward the camera while Ashley was kissing her cheek. Right after the picture was taken, Ashley immediately set it as the wallpaper on their phones.
Her eyes become teary again, but she shakes it off, opts to check a couple of messages, emails, and missed calls, mostly from Donna reminding her about the works she has to do tomorrow.
She also finds a couple of messages from Stacie, asking her to call her back immediately. Then Patrick also sent a couple of texts and missed calls. However, she is disappointed that there is nothing from Ashley.
Beca hovers her thumb absentmindedly over the contact Honey, wanting it so badly to call Ashley, but she decides against it. Ashley needs time, and Beca will give it to her. She calls Donna instead. After a couple of rings, Donna finally pick up.
"Hey Bec. Fancy for you to call me on Sunday evening. Thought you're still in your lovey dovey bubble after your 5th anniversary."
Beca clears her throat before she says with her hoarse voice, "Hey Donna."
"Is everything okay monkey?"
Beca chuckles weakly for the pet name Donna and Harvey gave her. She swears they treat her more like their child than a friend, though they are only 5 years older than her.
"I uh..." Beca sighs deeply before continues, "I need a favor Donna."
"Anything."
"Please clear my schedule for the next few weeks, I need a break. Can you do it?"
"Sure thing. No problem. I'll take care of everything. But is something wrong?"
"It's me and Ashley." Beca answers, trying so hard to keep her voice intact. "We uh... we're taking a break from our relationship."
Beca hears Donna gasp on the other side.
"Are you okay?"
Beca exhales in relief, glad that Donna knows her so well that she doesn't ask about the problem right away. "No, I'm certainly not. That's why I need a break."
"Do you want me to go there? I can be there in 15."
With a weak smile, Beca says, "It's okay Donna. You don't need to come here. I'll manage."
"Okay. But if you need anything, just call me or Harvey immediately. Have you eaten and taken your meds yet, kid?"
"Yes mom. I will call you if I need anything." Beca rolls her eyes. "And yes, I already ate and had my meds."
"Do not use that tone with me, young lady. And I know you just rolled your eyes."
Beca chuckles lightly, rolling her eyes again.
"What are you going to do on your break?"
"Actually I'm thinking of going to Atlanta. It's been a while since I visited mom."
Then Beca hears Donna sigh again. "Don't forget to bring your meds. Just take care of yourself, okay? No funny business Beca."
"Yeah, I will." Beca replies, knowing what no funny business meant. "And no funny business. Promise."
"Are you taking Pascal and Rico with you to Atlanta?"
Knowing that Donna wants to make sure if her bodyguards, who always follow her wherever she go, will be taking care of her, Beca answers with bored tone, "No. Let them have a vacation with their family. I'll be fine on my own Donna. In case you forget, I'm 32 year old now. I don't need a baby sitter."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep."
"Okay. But your phone have to be reachable all the time."
"Yes mom."
"And you have to call me at least once a day."
"Deal." Beca rolls her eyes.
"Okay. If you need anything or anyone, you know you can always count on Harvey and me. We'll always be there for you."
Beca smiles and says, "Thanks Donna. I know I can count on you. Tell Harvey I say hi, and give little Stevie a hug from me."
"I will. Love you monkey."
"Yeah. I uh..." Beca stutters, still finding it hard to say the word Love other than to Ashley. Then she hears Donna chuckle lightly.
"I know you love us too, monkey."
"Um... yeah, that. Thanks Donna." Then Beca ends the call.
After that, Beca calls Patrick. It takes a while until he pick up.
"Hey bud."
"Uh... hi dude." Beca suddenly doesn't know what to say.
She hears him sigh on the other side."You okay there? I can be there in 20 if you want."
"I appreciate it." Beca replies instantly. "But it's okay. I uh... you don't need to come."
"I was there earlier. But your maid said that you've been in the sanctuary the whole day. So I didn't come in."
"Thanks man." Beca takes a second to consider her next question before she asks, "How is she?"
"She's uh... holding on. She's been crying the whole night and day. But don't worry, Troian and Shay haven't left her side at all."
Beca remains silent for a second before she says, "Thank you all for this."
"No need to thank us, bud. Both of you are our best friends. You'd do the same for us. In fact, you had."
Beca remembers almost 2 years ago Patrick was caught kissing a stranger in a club while he was already engaged to Troian. It was a hard time for them. Troian lived with Beca and Ashley for quite some times. It also caused some fights between Beca and Ashley, because Beca stood by Patrick that the drunken kiss was unintentional and Patrick was really sorry about that, while Ashley stood by Troian that drunk or not, it was inappropriate. Thankfully, the couple made up and still going strong.
"Still, thanks."
"How are you feeling?"
Beca swallows hard before she answers with cracked voice, "It feels like someone just ripped my heart out of my chest and left it open."
It takes a couple of seconds before Patrick replies, "It's going to be okay dude. You two love each other. She just needs some times."
Beca clears her throat. "I hope so."
"You sure you don't want me to come?"
"Yeah. I need to pack my stuff anyway."
"Going somewhere?"
Beca purses her lips before she answers honestly, "Yeah, I'm going to visit my mom's grave."
"Oh. It's been a while right?"
"Yeah, it has."
"I can come with you if you want."
"Thanks dude. But I need you to make sure that Ashley will be fine. I need all of you to stay with her. She needs you."
"Don't be silly dude. She has Troian and Shay 24/7. Besides, you need a friend too."
"I'll be fine man. Just please make sure that she take a good care of herself." Beca says firmly, earning a sigh from her best friend.
"Okay, if you say so."
"Uh... I'm gonna start packing now." Beca takes a deep breath before she nervously asks, "Can you uh... do something for me?"
"Anything bud."
"Uh... please tell her I already take my meds. And uh..." She takes another deep breath, making up her mind, clearing her throat before she sadly says, "Please tell her that... I miss her. And I love her so much."
There is a silent moment before Patrick replies, "I will dude."
"Oh, and more thing."
"Hm?"
"Tell Troian to make her a cup of hot ginger milk. It uh... helps her sleep better."
"Will do bud."
"Thanks man." Beca says before she ends the call. Tears are starting to run down her face again, and she lets the hurt sink in, stop fighting it, and just let it be.
Patrick and Troian's Place : Sunday Evening
Troian, Shay, and Patrick are all in the living room, consoling their broken-hearted blonde friend.
On the other hand, Ashley is inconsolable, sitting on the couch with her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms hugging her legs closely, and her chin resting on her knees.
"You need to eat something, Ash." Troain tries to push the blonde to eat.
"I'm not hungry." Ashley replies without looking at her friends. Instead, her eyes are glued blankly to the coffee table in front of her.
"Come on Ash." Shay is getting impatient. "You haven't eaten anything since last night. Just tell us what you want to eat, and we'll get it for you."
Ashley sighs deeply and tiredly says, "I don't want to eat, Shay. I want Beca."
Being the hotheaded one, Shay fires up, "She cheated on you, and you broke up with her, remember?"
"Shay!" Troian scolds her tall brunette friend when she sees tears are welling up on Ashley's eyes again.
Suddenly Patrick's phone rings, and he stands up, walking away as he says, "It's Beca."
"Pick it up here, Patrick." Shay commands in upset. "And put her on speaker. I want to know if she's going to dish Ashley. Or trying to get you on her side."
Patrick rolls his eyes in annoyance and says, "Come on Shay. She's not gonna do that. I'm her best friend. I'm always on her side. And Ashley's. Besides, I don't think Ashley needs this now."
"I want to hear her voice." Ashley says weakly, tilting her head up slightly toward Patrick's direction without looking at him.
After getting a nod from Troian, Patrick sighs and says, "Okay. But you all need to be quiet."
Then he picks up the phone and puts it on speaker before greeting Beca. When Beca asks about Ashley, he becomes nervous, doesn't know what to say at first, but then he decides to tell the truth anyway, earning a deathly glare from Shay.
Troian is quick to sit next to Ashley, hugging the crying blonde when Beca says how she feels like her heart is being ripped out of her chest. Ashley cries even harder when Beca asks Patrick to tell her that she misses and loves her.
After the phone call ends, the four of them stay quiet until Ashley finally wipes the tears from her face, sniffling and weakly says, "I want to eat."
Her friends whip their heads toward her, raising their eyebrows, confused by the sudden change of mind.
"I told Beca to take care of herself. And she did." Ashley explains shyly. "So I need to do the same."
"And you're hungry." Shay comments in half-annoyance.
Ignoring Shay's comment, Troian smiles lightly and asks, "How about lasagna?"
"Sounds good." Ashley smiles back weakly.
"And a cup of hot ginger milk?" Troian asks teasingly. "What are you? 89 years old?"
"Hey." Ashley glares weakly at Troian. "It tastes good. And it helps me sleep better when I don't feel well."
Troian raises an eyebrow, smirking knowingly.
"And Beca used to make it for me every time I'm stressed out of my mind or having a bad day." Ashley reveals shyly.
Patrick and Troian chuckle lightly, but Shay rolls her eyes in annoyance. While Troian and Shay get the food, Patrick uses that chance to talk to the blonde.
"I know right now it doesn't seem that way." Patrick softly says, patting Ashley on her shoulder. "But I mean what I said on the phone."
Ashley simply stares at him with puzzled look.
"You two love each other. You'll work it out."
"She loves her, Pat." Ashley croaks with teary eyes.
Patrick looks her in the eye before he says firmly, "She loved her over 10 years ago."
"But what if she still does?" Ashley says harshly. "No offense, but you don't know her like I do."
Patrick scoffs and replies, "No offense Benzo. You might be her girlfriend. But I'm her best friend. And I know her well. Besides, if you can't see pass your fear of losing her and your insecurity over Chloe, then you'll never realize that that tiny grumpy loves you to the moon and back. And she has been for more than 5 years."
"How are you so sure?"
"Because I told her the exact same thing 3 years ago when you left her." Patrick explains with reassuring smile. "Now look how far the two of you have come."
Ashley's breath hitches and she blurts out, "You knew?"
"Told you." Patrick smirks and says, "I am her best friend. She told me bits and pieces. Who do you think was there for her?"
Ashley simply sighs heavily, thinking about what Patrick just said to her. Even though Beca has always said that she's always right, maybe this time she's wrong. Maybe this time, the table has turned and she's the one who's scared.
Beca and Ashley's Mansion : Sunday Evening
By the time Beca stops crying, she decides to pack her stuff. When she grabs her travelling bag, she remembers that it's been a while since she did the packing by herself. Ever since they've moved in together, Ashley has always been the one who did the packing for Beca.
Beca sighs deeply, starting to put a couple of shirts and pants in the suitcase. The odd thing when she's packing is, she can't find her navy hoodie, her most favorite one. She brushes it off, thinking that maybe the maid puts it into the laundry. Then she goes to Ashley's walk-in closet, grabs two of Ashley's favorite shirts, and puts them in the suitcase too.
After the packing's done, she calls Tony, her housekeeper to prepare her jet for tomorrow, and asks him to tell Bastian, her favorite pilot to take her to Atlanta.
When she ends the call with Tony, Beca swirls her phone between her thumb and index finger, considering calling her tall brunette friend. She knows that Chloe must have told Stacie about what happened between them the other night, and she is in no shape to get any lecture. She knows how protective Stacie and Aubrey are toward Chloe.
However, she also knows that she shouldn't hide from her friends anymore. She sighs tiredly, pressing Stacie's contact on her phone reluctantly. Stacie picks up right away.
"Where have you been Beca? I've been trying to reach you the whole day. I went to your place and your maids won't let me in, saying that you were in a sanctuary or something."
"Hey legs." Beca says weakly, and then she hears Stacie sigh.
"You okay there shorty?"
"I uh..." Beca can't finish her sentence because the lump has blocked her airway.
"I'll be there in 15."
Beca clears her throat immediately and quickly replies, "Don't Stace. I want to be alone now."
"You need a friend right now, Beca."
"It's okay, Stace. I'll manage. If you come, I don't think I can hold myself up. I just need some space. Please."
"Okay. But tell me what happen."
Beca closes her eyes, trying to gain some composure, but she fails miserably as she chokes out, "Sh- she broke up with me."
"That's it. I'm coming over whether you like it or not."
After the phone call ends, Beca relents to the tears for the umpteenth times, dropping herself to sit on the edge of her bed with her face in her hands.
Posen-Conrad's House: Sunday Evening
Stacie hurriedly rushes to the kitchen after the phone call ends.
"Right on time for dinner. Your food radar is working way too well Babe." Aubrey teases before kissing her wife.
"Sorry Babe, I've got to go." Stacie says as she pulls away from her wife.
Aubrey grabs her arm right before she turns on her heels. "Where are you going?"
"I uh... it's emergency Babe." Stacie mutters.
Aubrey holds her grip on her wife's arm. "And what emergency is it?"
"It's uh... Beca." Stacie says without looking at her wife.
"What happened with Beca?" Stacie hears Chloe ask from behind. She must have overheard the couple's conversation as she walks into the kitchen.
"Shit." Stacie curses under her breath.
Aubrey furrows her eyebrows and asks, "Yeah, what happen with the hobbit?"
Stacie glances to Chloe, looking back and forth between her wife and her red headed best friend, and then nervously says, "She uh... needs me now."
"I believe we agreed on no more secrets, Stace." Aubrey firmly says.
Stacie glances her eyes away from her wife to Chloe again, and then looks back to her wife, sighing deeply before she weakly says, "She and Ashley broke up."
Aubrey eyes widen in shock, while Chloe gasps, covering her mouth with her hand.
"They did?" Chloe finally asks, failing to hide a slight hint of hope in her voice and her face.
Stacie nods to respond.
"How did you know?" Aubrey asks.
"She told me over the phone. I don't know anything more. That's why I need to be there with her. She sounded... devastated." Stacie explains in hurry.
"I'll go with you." Chloe says firmly.
Stacie looks at her wife, giving her a hint to stop her best friend.
Aubrey gets the cue, pulling Chloe's hand immediately before she says, "I don't think it's a good idea Chloe."
"But she's sad and she needs her best friend right now, Bree." Chloe says stubbornly.
"That's why Stacie is going to her place right now." Aubrey reasons.
"But-" Chloe tries to debate.
"No but Chloe." Aubrey cuts her off firmly. "She told you to give her some space. And I think you are the least person she wants to see right now after she broke up."
Chloe flashes her best friend an angry glare. So Stacie interrupts before the situation become worse. "Look Chloe. I understand you want to be there for her as a friend. But Aubrey is right. She didn't even want me to come if I didn't insist."
Chloe looks at Stacie intently, considering her best friend's suggestion before she sighs in defeat. "Okay. But let me know."
"I will." Stacie replies before kissing her wife chastely and rushes to the front door.
"Drive safe Babe." She hears Aubrey shout from behind.
Beca and Ashley's Mansion: After Calling Stacie
Beca is curling up on her bed, crying silently, holding Ashley's pillow closely in her arms when Stacie finds her in the bedroom. Stacie immediately feels a pang in her chest, seeing her tiny best friend looks so broken.
Then Stacie walks into the room, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, putting her hand on Beca's shoulder gently. Beca turns to see her best friend, failing to hide the tears.
"Stace, you're here." Beca mutters as she hurriedly wipes away the tears.
"Hey shorty." Stacie says softly.
Beca straightens up and gets up from the bed, signaling Stacie to follow her to the balcony. Stacie follows her without question. Once they've sat down on the couch facing each other, Stacie asks softly, "How are you holding up Becs?"
Beca opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out because her throat is blocked. She takes a few deep breaths to calm herself before she speaks barely audible. "Everything hurts... Stace. It hurts when I speak. It hurts when I walk. It hurts when I sleep. It even hurts when I breathe. This thing in my chest won't stop beating even though every thump hurts."
Stacie wants to hug the tiny brunette, but she knows Beca will become more uncomfortable by physical contact. So she decides to take Beca's hand in hers, squeezing it gently and asks, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Beca shakes her head lightly.
"Okay. I won't push you." Stacie smirks, trying to cheer the tiny DJ. "But I come bearing a gift."
Beca smiles weakly, rolling her eyes and says, "You know I'm not allowed to get drunk, Legs."
"Who said that I bring alcohol?" Stacie gasps, mocking hurt. "Do you think I would do that to you?"
Beca looks at her, narrowing her eyes in disbelief. "What then?"
"I bring you tacos. Your most favorite food." Stacie takes out the said food from the paper bag. "I know you're not allowed junk food either. But I think you can manage one taco tonight."
Upon seeing a weak chuckle coming from the tiny brunette, Stacie smiles and mocks playfully, "What's that on your face? Is that a smile? Wow, I've achieved the impossible."
"Shut up." Beca rolls her eyes in mock annoyance. "And give me my taco."
Stacie laughs lightly, handing the taco to Beca. They eat in silent for a while. Then eventually, Stacie breaks the silent by asking, "What are you gonna do shorty? About uh... your situation."
"Honestly?" Beca sighs and munches her taco before muffling, "I don't know yet. But tomorrow I'm going to Atlanta. To visit my mom's grave."
"Hmmm..." Stacie purses her lips. "Do you want me to come with you?"
Beca shakes her head lightly, swallowing before she answers, "I'll be fine on my own Stace."
Stacie purses her lips, trying to find a way to convince the tiny brunette, but she knows how stubborn her tiny friend is. So she sighs in defeat before saying, "Okay. But you will let me stay with you tonight. I'll sleep on the couch."
With her eyebrows furrowed, Beca simply stares at Stacie, wanting to debate her, but Stacie looks back at her with the same stubborn face. So Beca relents and says, "Fair enough. But you can stay in the guest room, Stace. We have enough guest rooms than the amount of guests we'll ever invited to stay here."
"I'm sleeping on the couch in your bedroom." Stacie replies firmly. "It's not up to negotiation."
Beca rolls her eyes, but nods lightly.
The two of them don't talk so much. They just sit there at the balcony, Stacie quietly sipping the beer she found in the bar, while Beca drinks a cup of hot ginger milk. Hours later, Stacie wakes the seems-like-having-a-nightmare tiny brunette up, and they move into the bedroom.
When the morning comes, Stacie send Beca off on the runway. That's right. One of the properties on that huge chunk of land is a runway for a private jet. It also has its own helipad for the private helicopter.
Damn Beca Mitchell and her company and her money. Donna and Ashley definitely know how to spend some on the tiny brunette's hobbies, and Beca gladly approves since she likes her toys; jet, plane, chopper, cars, bikes.
"You take a good care of yourself, okay?" Stacie says as she puts her hands on Beca's shoulders.
Beca simply nods.
"You make sure to come back in a much better condition." Stacie scolds her half-heartily. "I haven't had a chance to yell at you for what you did to Chloe the other night. And I believe Aubrey would love to have that chance too."
This time, Beca gives her a weak smile and says, "I know."
"Okay then." Stacie pats her shoulder gently. "Have a safe flight."
"Thanks." Beca says before turning on her heels and gets on the jet.
The Posen-Conrad House
Stacie just steps into the dining room when Chloe immediately asks, "How is she, Stace? Is she okay? What happened to them? Why did they break up?"
Upon seeing how tired her wife is, Aubrey says, "Calm down, Chloe. Let her sit and have breakfast first."
Thankfully, Chloe complies, and Stacie gives her wife an appreciative smile before kissing her. After drinking a glass of water, Stacie asks, "Why aren't the two of you at work?"
"I will have the interview at Lucifer Corps. at three." Aubrey says as she prepares t meal for her wife. "And I have dropped Bella at pre-school."
Upon seeing Stacie is waiting for her response, Chloe says, "I'm taking a day off."
Stacie simply nods absentmindedly while Aubrey puts a plate of pancakes in front of her, and she smiles softly as she says, "Thanks Babe."
Aubrey simply kisses her chastely and then sits down to have her own breakfast too.
After a couple of minutes, Stacie just can't ignore the expectant look from Chloe again. So she softly says, "She's broken-hearted, Chloe."
"Is she okay?" Chloe asks worriedly. "Is it fine to leave her alone?"
"She uh..." Stacie starts. "She's on her way to Atlanta now to visit her mother's grave. And I can't tell you more than that because she didn't tell me anything else."
However, Chloe gives her a doubtful look, and Stacie understands why, considering her track record of hiding things from the red head for years. "I'm telling you the truth. Last night, we just sat at the balcony. That's all. You know how she is when it comes to talking about her feeling."
Then Chloe nods and mutters, "Sorry."
"It's okay." Stacie says. After swallowing a piece of pancake, Stacie asks, "How are you holding up, Chloe? You just broke up too."
"Hmmm..." Chloe purses her lips. "I think I'm quite fine, Stace. I mean, I'm sad over breaking up with Kristen. But is it wrong that I feel slightly relieved?"
"Nope." Aubrey comments immediately. "Nothing wrong with that at all. I too, feel so much relieved."
Chloe can't help but chuckle lightly, knowing how much Aubrey doesn't like Kristen. Then she teases, "Well, you almost complimented her yesterday."
"Almost." Aubrey says matter-of-factly. "It makes a major difference."
With a soft smile, Stacie says, "I'm glad you're fine. Just know that we're here for you."
After swallowing her food, Chloe says, "I know, Stace. Thanks. And about Beca. What should I do? Should I call her? Text her?"
Stacie takes her time to think by shoving another piece of pancake into her mouth, chewing slowly and swallows before she says, "I think we better let her have her space for now."
"But she needs her friends Stace." Chloe says stubbornly. "Now more than ever."
"I know." Stacie sighs deeply. "I'll uh... I'll call a cavalry. And in the meantime, I think we better focus on you."
"Focus on me?" Chloe furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "Why? I'm not broken-hearted."
"Sweetie..." Aubrey says softly. "There are things that I'm concerned about you. You still have to deal with the house you share with Kristen. Besides... instead of worrying about Beca, you should be taking care of yourself. You should be taking your time too to think about... what you will do next."
"I don't understand." Chloe says in confusion.
Stacie smiles softly toward her and says, "We have a village of sisters. Some of us will focus on Beca, and the two of us here, will focus on you. You don't worry about Beca. You just broke up from a long-term relationship too. Sooner or later, it will hit you."
Chloe sighs deeply and says, "Okay. But you make sure Beca has someone."
"Scout honor." Stacie holds up two fingers.
This is a short one, I know. But the next chapter will be twice longer. At first, I wanted to put it together with chapter 11, but it would be too long. So... this is it, chapter 10.
In chapter 11, there will be another bella coming up. You can take your guess. She is my second favorite Bella after Beca. Until then, sit tight and make good choices.
Thank you for reading. :)