Author's note: Okay, I update two chapters a day, if I post this one today it'll be by third chapter today...I guess it's my fault for asking for reviews, but seriously, stop anonymously telling me to update, it's just stupid when I update all the time... Btw sorry that Beca kinda swears a lot more now but she's feeling down right now so sorry about that. And sorry if you don't like Jesse, but I really like the friendship between them. Don't worry, no Jeca.

So things have got bad again. Ever since I argued with Chloe after regionals I've just been feeling like total shit, all I do is mope around like a whiny girl bitch. Chloe and Ashley are official. After rehearsals Ashley meets Chloe and they kiss and I die inside. Chloe doesn't speak to me at all, I mean she's texted me but I don't reply, because how can I? I JUST FUCKING LOVE HER. Oh my gosh!

"Beca, are you okay...?" I looked up to see Jesse looking at me intently.

"What?"

"You've been staring at that CD for like half an hour."

"Oh."

I went back to stacking CDs.

"So...are you okay?" he asked again.

"I..."

"Beca?"

I could feel myself choking up and I tried to smile and shrug but a tear had already splashed onto my cheek.

"Oh my gosh." Jesse came over and hugged me tight and I cried on his shoulder for like ten minutes.

"So are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" he asked, as I wiped tears from my face.

I shrugged.

"Beca, you have to tell me."

"I guess...it's Chloe."

"What about her?" he looked confused.

"What do you think Jesse?"

His face was blank for a moment but then I saw the penny drop.

"You like her."

"Yeah. Look, I don't wanna pour my heart out. Can you finish up here? I think I'm gonna go home."

"Beca, you don't have to go, you can talk to me if you need to."

"I don't," I said definitely.

"Becs."

"See you tomorrow."

I found myself in rehearsal one evening. To be honest, I just kinda wandered around and ended up in the right place. A lot of the time I didn't even know what was going on.

"Beca, why are you messing up?" Aubrey asked like a bitch.

"I..." I began pathetically.

"Chloe, show her the moves again," Aubrey ordered.

I sighed and followed Chloe over to the other side of the room.

"Let's go from the top," Chloe said, but it lacked the usual enthusiasm.

As we danced I didn't want to cry but I could sort of feel the tears coming.

She looked so perfect that it hurt. Her gorgeous eyes, and her long perfect legs and her lips...I wanted her so badly. Even now.

"Are you okay Beca?" Chloe asked softly.

I nodded and smiled.

"I'm sorry that I shouted at you," she said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too." I blinked away tears.

"Can we be friends again? I miss you," she said seriously. But we couldn't be friends, could we?

"I miss you too Chloe," I whispered. "I feel so alone."

"I'm sorry."

I sniffed and looked away.

"I'm just glad you're happy," I said, as sincerely as I could. "You're better off without me. Trust me."

"Beca..."

I smiled at her but it hurt to smile.

"Let's dance," I said, swallowing down my feelings.

"Beca just talk to me!" she exclaimed.

I turned to look her properly in the eyes.

"No."

And that shut her up.