It was 10am. The bright light from the open curtains shone into the room illuminating the ginger redhead on the bed she was currently occupying. She groaned as she turned over and opened her eyes. Slowly adjusting to the light, she sat up in bed but then suddenly dropped her head down as she felt a shooting pain from the back of her head to her temples. She covered her arms over her eyes and let out a deep breath. Little did she know that someone else was in the room with her. They cleared their throat. "You alright there?"

The redhead shot up. "Beca?"

Beca stood up from the chair she was sat in at the other side of the room and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. "Brought you aspirin" she briefly said while handing Chloe a glass of water and 2 tablets.

"Thanks" the redhead said, "Jesus, my head feels like someone hit me round the head with a brick wall" She looked confused at what she just said and then laughed. Beca just sat there looking at Chloe in amazement. She was really being this calm about all this?

Chloe took the two aspirin tablets and set the glass down on the bedside table. She noticed a sad look on Beca's face and jumped in with her soothing words, "baby what's wrong?" She asked, putting a hand on Beca's thigh. Beca immediately shot up at the contact and stood looking down at Chloe. "Are you okay?" The redhead asked.

"You mean, you don't remember?" She asked, trying not to let her emotions get the better of her.

"Remember what?"

"Last night" Beca said bluntly.

"What about last night?"

"You don't remember anything about last night? Not one thing, Chloe?"

"Baby what are you-"

"DON'T, call me that!" Beca yelled through her teeth and turned round to pace the room as if she was looking for answers.

"Beca what's going on? The last thing I remember is.. Is introducing you to everyone.. And then taking shots with you, Stacie and Jesse and then.. I don't know what happened after that?" She looked genuinely confused.

"First of all, I wasn't the one taking shots with you. You pretty much forgot about me the whole night. Second of all.." Beca paused.

"Second of all, what?"

"You really don't remember?" The brunette asked with glossy eyes, reluctant not to let the tears fall.

"No, Beca please, tell me what happened?"

"Travis happened." Beca looked at Chloe sternly and balled her fists up. She simply couldn't believe she couldn't remember what she did. She broke her heart.

"What?"

"Chloe don't play dumb with me"

"Beca I'm not! What do you mean Travis hap-"

"You cheated on me Chloe!" Beca yelled at the same time her eyes started pouring with tears.

"I.. What?!" Chloe's hand shot up to cover her mouth as tears instantly filled her eyes.

"You fucking cheated on me, okay?! Are you happy now? How the fuck can you not remember this?!"

Chloe was speechless. "Beca, I.. I'm sorry, I didn-"

"Sorry. You're sorry? Oh that's fine, that's just fine. Everythings fine now! Excuse me while I forgive you for breaking my heart Chloe! Is this what you wanted? Did you want to break my heart and see me suffer?"

"Beca, please-"

"Please what? Leave you alone? Is that what you want? Because, congratulations, you're off the hook. I'm done with this Chloe. Everythings fucked up now because of you!" Beca raised her voice, not letting her tears cause her to tremble her words.

There was a long silence. Beca stood in the middle of the room, tears streaming down her face, looking anywhere but Chloe's eyes. And Chloe was sat on the bed looking back at Beca.

"I'd like you to leave now"

"Beca.."

"Please, just leave." Beca said weakly. She couldn't look Chloe in the eye and refused to until she got dressed, packed her stuff up and headed out of the door.

After the redhead left, Beca leant against the door and slid down it, breaking down into tears. 'Was this really the right decision?' She thought to herself.

Beca sat, back against the door, for what seemed like hours before she pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked through her phone book. Stopping at the one name that, on a normal day, would make everything better.

Luke.

Luke was Beca's best friend. They had known each other since middle school and were lucky enough to get into the same college together. They also worked together at the radio station so they saw each other all the time.

She debated whether to call him or text him. She pressed the green button that said 'call' and hoped for the best.

*Hello?* his British accent echoed through the phone line.

*Hi, Luke? Its Beca*

*I know Becky, caller ID* Beca heard him chuckle.

*Please, just for today, can you call me Beca?* she sniffed.

*Are you okay?*

*Not really, Luke. I.. Things happened..*

*What do you mean? Beca what's going on?*

Beca had to smile that Luke obeyed her request and called her Beca. *Can you just come over?*

*I'll be 15 minutes. Do you need me to pick you anything up on my way?*

*No, no. Its fine. Thanks*

*Okay, I'll see you soon little one*

She laughed at the nickname that Luke called her. She wouldn't ever admit it but she thought it was really, really cute *Bye*

Beca heard a knock on the door 10 minutes later. She opened the door to see a breathless, worn out Luke. "That was quick. New record I think" Beca smiled weakly. Luke saw Beca's tear stained cheeks and automatically wrapped Beca up in a tight bear-hug. That one hug made Beca break down into his arms as she buried her head into his chest. "Shhh, I'm here Beca. Come on, shhh"

"Its Chloe" she mumbled into his t-shirt. "She.. She cheated on me" she burst into tears and buried her head in his chest again. Luke hugged her even tighter and lead her to the couch.

"I'll be right back" he kissed the top of her forehead and ran to his car. He came in a few moments later with Beca's favourite thing in the world. Taco Bell.

She laughed through her tears at Luke who proudly held up the bag in one hand and the soda's in another hand. "I know you said you didn't want anything, but I know you can't resist Taco Bell"

"But I can't eat it after midnight, remember?" She said taking the bag from Luke's hand.

"I'll eat it then, no biggie" Luke snatched the bag back from Beca and winked.

"Hey!" She laughed, "I guess I can make an exception just for today."

The two of them sat and ate the Taco's in comfortable silence, apart from the TV in the background. Luke looked over at Beca and questioned why Chloe would cheat on someone as perfect as her. I mean, sure, she can be a bit too sarcastic (maybe a lot too sarcastic) and some of her jokes can be quite lame. But hey, that's Beca for you. Sarcastic, witty Beca. Under all those come backs and witty comments, though, she was weak. Nobody could tell as she was a pro at hiding it. But Luke knew. She was like his sister and it killed him to see her looking so vulnerable. Even if she did try and smile to cover all the miserable up, she was hurt. Hurt bad. But that was Beca. That was Beca's life. She got attached to people, let them in. And then eventually they hurt her, then they leave. And soon she realises that things were too good to be true anyway. She normally tries to brush it over, but this time she didn't. And Luke knew what this meant. This meant she was broken. Chloe had broken this girl. Mentally. Psychologically. Emotionally.

They were sat on the sofa watching New Girl, her favourite programme. Luke had previously bought Beca the season 1 box set because he knew how much she loved it. "You think I should talk to her?" Beca asked after a while. Luke looked over at Beca and before he could even respond, Beca stood up and grabbed Luke's car keys. She threw them at the tall boy before putting on her boots and jacket.

"You're driving me to Chloe's. I need to see her, now!"