Hey guys, don't be excited this chapter will be incredibly short but I pinky promise the next one will be up tomorrow.

All in Beca's POV,enjoy

It was bad enough she had live, let alone being forced to go back to live with her father and Sheila. Beca decided she wasn't going to allow it. She knew she couldn't go back to Aubrey and Chloe's, it would be too hard for them. Beca didn't know exactly what she was going to do but she couldn't stay here.

With a foggy mind, she staggered out of the bed, un-clipping various machines from her body in the process. She saw a plastic bag underneath the bench and figured it must of been her clothes, unfortunately as she opened it she saw only her bra and underwear, temporarily forgetting this was all she had wearing. Beca searched the rest of room hoping to find clothes, knowing that she was surely to be court if left in her hospital gown looking like someone who had just escaped a mental ward.

She spotted Aubrey's bag and had a look through, thanking god when she found that Aubrey had brought her some clothes, presumably, for when she was released. Even luckier Aubrey had thoughtfully brought her phone. Beca got changed as quick as she could knowing she only had minutes before her family or hospital staff came back into the room to check on her.

Beca approached the door of her room, checking first that no one that would recognize her was outside. She checked both ways and spotted a sign directing to the waiting room where she assumed lead to the exit. She tried to act as normal as she could as casually strolled down the hallway. She scanned the waiting room and spotted her sister, father and Sheila standing in the corner speaking in hushed voices, presumably arguing. Beca guiltily looked away knowing what her sudden disappearance would do to her sister. She took a deep breath and silently apologised to Aubrey, hoping that in some impossible way she would understand.

Beca was thankful they were so court up in their argument as this allowed her briskly walk out of the waiting room and towards the exit unnoticed. Beca saw the exit sign and was about round the corner when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. Her whole body tensed up as she scanned her mind for ideas.

"Excuse me miss." Asked nurse who looked to be in his mid-thirty's.

"Shit..." Beca whispered as she slowly turned around. "Uh... yes?" She asked trying to act casual.

"You dropped phone." He smiled as he handed it over.

Beca sighed in relief as she took her phone off of him. "Oh thank-you so much."

"That's okay miss, enjoy your night." He said and then walked off.

After that close call Beca decided it would be best if she left as quickly as possible. She hurried out the exit and headed towards what looked to be a shopping centre. She sat on one of the benches outside and put her head in her lap. She was too exhausted to even feel sad, or panic. Instead she sat there for what seemed like hours.

What am I going to do? She thought to herself. She began to scroll through the contacts on her phone for ideas, however all of the contacts were from people back home. She was about to give up when she spotted Jesse's number. For minute she was confused as to who it was but then remembered the drunken night at the party. Jesse was nice she thought, despite his brother, and he did try to warn her about him. She decided she had no other choice.

She dialled his number hoping for the best. It rang eight times and as she was about to give up a familiar voice answered.

"Beca? I didn't expect to be hearing from you." He answered not even bothering to say hello, sounding a mix of annoyed and concerned.

"Umm... yeah I'm sorry about that. Listen I'm in a bit of trouble. Is there any way I could stay with you until I sort my shit out?"

"Of course Beca."