First of all yes, it's been a little over a month but in my defense I didn't realize it. I've been busy , ya know? Well here's the next chapter and let me tell you how much I loved writing this one. I feel like you'll forgive me when you finish it. Oh! And Sheila is played by Charlize Theron b/c I LOVE her and she could totally pull it off.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect (or the upcoming sequel! I'm so excited!)
"Hey, I'll get it. You should sit." Chloe offered but the brunette only shook her head and grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around her.
"No it's fine. I need to try moving my legs anyway." She walked over to the door and threw it open and all the breath left her lungs.
"Hello Rebeca."
"Sheila." She breathed. And just like that all bliss was gone.
Speechless. Beca was absolutely speechless. Then confused, then pissed and finally after a thunderstorm of emotions wracked through her body she settled on one specific feeling. Fear. Beca realized then, as she stared into the eyes of her step-monster, that she was fucking terrified. After everything she'd been through with Aubrey and Chloe, she was just beginning to feel better and the devil and to show up on her doorstep, while she was naked under a blanket. Awesome. Fucking swell.
"Rebeca! God, of course you have nothing intelligent to say. How you even made it through high school, I'll never know." Beca didn't respond. She couldn't. Her mouth would not open and she had no idea what to do. All she wanted right now was to slam the door closed and go back to the couch and let her girlfriends cocoon her with their love and warmth. But she couldn't now. It was too late. She let herself take in the woman before her noticing she hadn't really changed much since she'd last seen her the day she left for college. Her hair was still blonde and shoulder length. Her green eyes were still sharp, piercing, with a look that held both discontentment and disdain. Her lips were pulled into a small, smug looking smile that was ever present when Beca was around. She cocked her head to the side and let her gaze travel down Beca's form then back to her face and sighed.
"Rebeca, please tell me you are not naked under that blanket like a common whore, and answering the door no less." She scolded the brunette like she had just thrown her peas on the ground and refused to eat them. What the actual fuck? Speak, Beca! Say something. Make her leave before Aubrey and Chloe find out. Oh god… Before Beca could even think of an excuse to get the woman away from her front door she heard the red head calling for her.
"Becs? Babe, who's at the door?" Beca closed her eyes and gulped.
Chloe and Aubrey had noticed their little DJ had been away for a while so when they came to see who was at the door the frowned with a confused look on their faces. They saw a tall, intimidating blonde woman looking at Beca with a hint of mirth shining in her eyes and a smirk on her face. Their frowns deepened when they noticed Beca quivering. It was so subtle in almost went undetected. Almost. Aubrey walked to stand behind the shaking girl and Chloe stood at her side. The older blonde spoke first.
"Yes, Becs, do introduce me to your…friends." Sheila kept her gaze trained on the young girl in front of her. Beca looked up into those fucking arrogant green eyes that she always let get to her. She's never been able to stand up to her step-monster, not in the way she want to at least. Yeah, she's cussed her out, yelled at her but she knew it only added to the woman's amusement. Now was no different than any other time she's talked to the woman. Beca's breathing had gotten shallower the longer she stood in front of the blonde so she decided to rip off the Band-Aid.
"This is Sheila. My step-monster." She didn't notice how the older woman rolled her eyes, or how the two women standing behind her immediately straightened their backs and narrowed their eyes at the offender. No, she kept her head down and focused on her breathing. In out. In out. In out.
For the two Bella's everything clicked. Their girlfriend's apparent fear. The shallow breathing, and docile behavior, it all made sense. This was the woman who had made Beca's life a living hell. With that thought they immediately went into protective mode and pushed Beca behind them as they stood head to head with the brunette's personal demon.
"And what exactly are you doing here, Sheila?" Chloe hissed at the woman. Not even bother to hide her obvious aversion to the woman. The taller blonde only raised an eyebrow at the two women.
"I'm here to speak with, Rebeca. Not that it's any of your business…" She trailed off, for the 'insert name here' pause.
"Chloe. This is Aubrey." She motioned to the other blonde who was stewing where she stood. After having just getting Beca to open up to them this woman comes in and messes everything up.
"Yes well, Chloe, if you'll excuse me I need to speak with the little disappointment cowering behind you." She crossed her arms and started to pick at her cuticles not noticing the livid looks on the seniors' faces. Both Aubrey and Chloe were stunned and horrified at the woman in front of them. They didn't say anything mainly because they didn't have anything to say. They were shocked silent. Well they were until they felt Beca's hands grip the back of each of their shirts and whimper. Shaking themselves from their stupor Aubrey was about to rage at the woman expecting Chloe to be her usual composed on the outside, seething on the inside but that wasn't what happened. Chloe, the usually level headed one in the relationship, snapped. The red-head surged forward at the blonde woman who looked like she didn't have a care in the world as she tore into their smaller girlfriend. Their beautiful, fragile, caring girlfriend who had done nothing to warrant the abuse she had suffered from this horrid woman. As she lunged at the woman, Aubrey barely had time to catch her before she beat the shit out of the woman. The girlfriend side of her said to let Chloe tear into her for making their DJ feel so inferior but the more rational, lawyer, side told her to not let Chloe hurt the woman. She could easily file assault charges against them and since she didn't technically step in their apartment or touch either of them Chloe would easily be kicked out of Barden, and that could not happen. She wrapped her arm around the red head's waist before she could touch the woman and hauled her back into the doorway. Chloe fought in her arms, wanting nothing more than to break free and beat the smug look off the woman's face.
"Chloe you can't! You can't. You could get kicked out and go to jail. Calm down." Aubrey whispered into the struggling girl's ear and saw her words got her to relax but only slightly. Amongst all the commotion no one noticed Beca slip into the apartment and head for the bedroom.
"I don't care, Bree. I really don't fucking care right now. Did you hear what she said?" Chloe's nostrils flared as she spoke, showing she was trying to calm herself.
"Of course I heard her! But right now Beca needs us and you can't help her from a jail cell. Let it go for now." Aubrey turned back to the vile woman and slowly let go of Chloe who stepped back.
"You need to leave, right now. If I ever see your pathetic fucking face here again I'm not gonna be here to stop her from tearing you apart. Stay the hell away from, Beca." Aubrey sneered and took one last look at the woman before slamming the door and locking it. Both women released a breath when the door closed and looked at each other with sad eyes.
"Who could say those kinds of things, Bree? And to Beca of all people? I don't-I I can't even begin to tell you how furious I am." Chloe clenched her fists. How can anyone hurt her like that? Her little Beca was so amazing and she doesn't believe it because of her. Aubrey shook her head and ran a hand through her hair.
"I don't know. I honestly don't know. She was doing so well with us, Chlo." Aubrey bit her lip as tears welled in her eyes, threatening to fall. Chloe brought her hands to Aubrey's face and smiled sadly.
"I know, Bree. But we aren't going to give up. She is our, Beca. She is going to learn, one way or another, how amazing she is. Now no more tears, we need to be strong for Beca, yeah?" The blonde closed her eyes and let one tear slip down her cheek and felt it being wiped away.
"Alright let's go." She grabbed Chloe's hand and walked cautiously toward their bedroom. The door slowly swung open only to reveal a gut-wrenching sight. Beca was attached to one of the pillows like it was a life preserver with her knees as far up to her chest as she could hold them. She was also underneath a sheet but it was thin enough to see the outline of their smaller girlfriend. They approached either side of her and heard sniffling. Their eyes meet from across the bed and nodded at each other. They each grabbed a side of the sheet and pulled it down. They noticed how Beca clung to the pillow and how her body shivered, and they knew it wasn't from the cool air. Beca didn't look up at them. She couldn't look up to see their looks of pity or, even worse, the same look she saw on Sheila's face. Instead she whimpered and turned her face deeper into the pillow.
"Beca." Aubrey said quietly as both her and Chloe sat on the bed. "Please look at us, sweetie." Beca only shook her head.
"She's gone now, Becs. That vile person will never come back here, okay? Can you please look at us?" Chloe rubbed Beca's back while Aubrey brushed back her hair. After a few minutes Beca seemed to have calmed down and said something that was muffled into the pillow.
"We can't understand you with that pillow on your face, little bug." The brunette sighed and slowly moved her face from the pillow but kept her eyes trained down.
"I said, how can you love a disappointment like me?" Her voice cracked as she spoke and eyes pooled with tears again. A hand came underneath her chin and forced her face up, gently but with no room to try and pull away either. She looked into Aubrey's fierce eyes and knew she was in for it.
"Beca, you are NOT a disappointment. Every disgusting thing she's said to you is completely untrue and do you want to know why?" Beca nodded and the blonde's eyes softened. "Because you are the most amazing woman Chloe or I has come across. You are so amazingly talented. You have a beautiful voice, Beca. You're funny and witty and you challenge me and I love that you do that. You will never be a disappointment in our eyes, do you understand me?" Aubrey spoke clearly without hesitation. Her eyes shone with love and unshed tears and it made Beca's throat seize up. She didn't need time to think about the things she loved about Beca she just knew them. She felt another hand come to her cheek and wipe away some tears. She looked into Chloe's blue eyes and couldn't help but let the tension leave her body.
"Beca. I know you don't believe it but Aubrey and I do love you. We love you so damn much it physically hurts sometimes, but it's a good hurt. You have so much passion for music, Becs. I never seen anybody's eyes light up like yours do when you talk about a new mix you've made or song you've heard. You're so fucking gorgeous and, I know you hate it, but you really are adorable too." Chloe smiled at her so lovingly it made Beca want to burst into tears again. "Do you like Shakespeare?" She asked suddenly. Beca nodded and shrugged. She felt Aubrey close in behind her and pull her to lay down with her back pressed against the blonde's front. Chloe laid her head on the pillow in front of her still smiling. Always smiling.
"Well Bree and I like Shakespeare. Isn't that right, Bree?" Beca heard Aubrey Mmmhmm into her neck and shivered. "In fact, one of our favorites is 'Hamlet'. Have you read it?" When Beca shook her head she bit her lip trying to hold in her growing grin. "Well Bree and I have a favorite part, do you want to know what it is? It reminds us a lot of how we feel about you." Beca nodded nervously.
"Doubt thou the stars are fire," Chloe whispered as she took Beca's hands between their bodies and kissed her knuckles.
"Doubt that the sun doth burn," Aubrey said next.
"Doubt truth to be a liar," Chloe continued.
"But never doubt I love." They finished in unison. Beca closed her eyes and let their words flow over her, blanket her, and wash away all her doubts. They loved her. Truly and wholly loved her and Beca had never felt her heart so full. She understands what Chloe meant when she said 'it's a good hurt.' It was a good pain. She let herself cry. Cry for everything Sheila has said to her. Cry for every time she's been too afraid to fight back. Cry because she found the two most amazing people in the world and they loved her. She knew Sheila was going to be back. She always comes back but right now, with Chloe and Aubrey holding her tight in their embrace like they were doing right now, she wasn't worried about Jesse, or Sheila or her father. She felt, for the first time in a long time, safe.
Well shit. You ain't mad now are you? Didn't think so. Slipped some Shakespeare in there(Hamlet: act 2 scene 2 if anyone was wondering). So no. This is not the end. We still have ot deal with Sheila and her father so I'm not quite done with this story yet. And isn't Charlize perfect for her?
*A/N*Did you like the nickname 'Bug'? A few of you said you liked it so I tried it out. Anymore suggestions just let me know.
Tell me some fun things you want to see the girls doing. Anything really, I feel the need to add some comedic relief here and there so if you have anything like them grocery shopping or going on a date, things like that let me know.
And do we want to meet Beca's mom? What kinda lady do you see her as? I feel like she's this really chill, laid back hippie but that's just me.