Guys, I'm soooo sorry for the wait. My life is a bit crazy atm cause I'm still adjusting to the new schedule I have. However, this chapter is not only pretty long but there is also some actual progress. A real Bechloe focussed chapter right here for you.

Hello to the new readers! It's amazing that more and more people start to read this. =D

I am a bit hurt that I got no answers to my questions. How can I improve this story without you telling me your opinion?

Hope you still all enjoy yourself.

Summery: Stepmonster 2.0

Beca grew up with her mum after her father left them. She lost contact to him a while ago but now he wants to bond again. Why? Well she has to find out, but why does she have to go to Barden, where he's teaching when she wants to have a go at being a DJane in LA? Bonding, with her father and his new family? Now that is something she doesn't want to do, more so since she knows that her stepsister, or how she prefers to call the unknown girl, stepmonster 2.0 is attending Barden as well.

Pairing: Beca/Chloe and Friendship: Chloe/Aubrey and Jesse/Beca

Disclaimer: If I would own Pitch Perfect, there would be Bechloe!

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Chapter 14: Mindfuck

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Chloe's PoV:

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Today is a good day. I get up with the first rays of sun and decide that a walk on this beautiful day would do me some good, so I rush through the bathroom and quickly change. Bree is still asleep by the time I leave so I put a note on the fridge, telling her where I am.

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The wind is a bit cold, we're near to winter after all, but the sun really is giving its best today, warming me up just enough to open my blue coat. Not a lot students are up this early, most of them sure went to parties last night and sundays are sleep in days after all.

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What has me so exited today is the fact that I will get to spend the afternoon with Beca. Just me and her in her room, this definitely has to be a good day. I haven't felt this alive over the last days, mostly thanks to my nodes but there is something else bothering me.

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Beca has been strange these last days, I mean, sure she opened a bit up to us and that is always a good thing but her behaviour makes me kinda nervous. I can't seem to shake the feeling that there is something more between her and Denise. Aubrey still bets that she is involved with Jesse and there had been some looks between them during the riff off that got me chills.

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Last week Aubrey had to visit her grandparents and I choose to stay at campus. With Bree gone I could try to spend time with Beca without being judged. On my way over to Beca's dorm I ran into an asian girl I remembered from one of my algebra classes. She remembered me too and we had a little chat. She turned out to be Kimmy Jin, the girl Beca refers to as her roommate from hell.

I told her that I was on my way to Beca and she just gave me a curious look. After I stayed silent for about a minute she asked me if I was the one texting her earlier. I just shook my head and then she turned to leave, walking a few steps away and turning to me again she told me that Beca was awaiting company. I didn't get what she wanted to tell me and she clearly could see it on my face so she added: "She expects company that is important enough to make me sleep over at a friends."

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Was she telling me that Beca would have sex with that person? Clearly Beca hated Kimmy Jin enough to make her go away with no reason at all, right?

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Irritated I made my way over to Beca's room. I was just about to turn the last corner when I saw Denise waiting for Beca to open the door, so I hid behind the wall. As Beca opened the door I saw them having an awkward hug. I was so stunned that I stood there for nearly ten minutes. It was all rushing to my brain as if someone just pushed the first domino, making them all fall, one after another.

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Beca hates movies, yet at girls night Denise was referring to them and having seen Rocky together. The looks those two would share from time to time and how, all of a sudden they spent so much time practically joined at the hips.

Unneccessary to say that I didn't visit Beca that day. I didn't visit her at all. However, we did go to our regular coffee after practise on tuesday.

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Since that day I spent an awful amount of time wondering about those two. One day it all broke out of me while I was having coffee with CR and she looked like I had just hit her with a frying pan. She told me about her past with Denise and how it all went down, telling me that she too noticed how close the two of them became.

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Was I too late? Would it have made a difference if I told Beca sooner? Should I tell her now? So many questions and no real answers to that.

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The question now occupying my head is Shall I tell Beca at all?

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Bree was being her dramatic self. She still won't face the truth. Beca is right, we're never going to win finals if we don't change our approach. The Sockapellas nearly beating us was a low blow. But the real catastrophe was what happened after the competition. Beca has a mean left hook, that I know now. Another lesson of that day, keep Fat Amy chained if going into public places.

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Beca got arrested and that would lead to her finding out about me and Richard, so when everyone wanted to bail her out I knew that I had to make a choice. I left through the hugh door with the coward sign on it, even going as far as yelling at Denise that we would leave for Barden and not the police station.

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On my way out I made sure that Bree would hand Richards number to Jesse. Now was not the time to reveal my connection to him. I called him the day after and explained what happened. He accepted it but he still is a bit weary of Beca.

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That night we all waited for her to come back to her room. I spoke to Kimmy Jin and explained what happened so that she would let us all stay in their room. She wasn't happy, but as Denise begged her she relented.

This confused me even more. How often had Denise been here, exactly?

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I run up to the coffee shop on the corner. This is one of my favourite places at campus. They serve the best cookies and donuts. I get the regular order, a big latte with no foam and a double choc cookie for me and for Bree a strawberry donut and a cappuccino.

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I decide to lightly jog on my way back, so the coffee won't be cold by the time I get there.

Bree is up and doing her morning gymnastics. She stops and walks over to me, taking the food so that I could change out of my coat.

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We have breakfast in silence, I know that this seems unlike me but I really love how Bree and I can communicate without actually talking. Handing over things we need just by the looks we exchange.

She cleans up the table and I leave the kitchen to take a shower. My mood is still pretty good and a shower will only add to that.

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Freshly showered I look for some casual clothes to wear, wouldn't want to be overdressed at the first date or non-date or whatever. I get nervous, I can feel it already. Calm, keep calm Chloe Beale. You can sing in front of hundreds of people but this love thing was never something you proved to be good in.

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Beca is going to show me how to do mashups and even if Bree wasn't impressed, I sure as hell am. I always had a weakness for DJs and Beca turns this into a whole new level.

There is a knock on my door and I know instantly that it is Bree, she has this unmistakable way of knocking, two hard knocks followed by some lower ones.

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"You should leave or you'll be late." I haven't told her about meeting up with Beca, have I?

"Don't give me that look, I know how you look like when you're getting ready for a date. Normally you just throw on some clothes but you've been in here over an hour. Just take the green skinny Jeans over there and one of your old black shirts. I'm sure Beca will be pleased by Placebo or AC/DC if she even cares at all."

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It's not like I do everything Bree tells me but this time I think I should listen to her. Before I leave our flat I grab my Laptop and Aubrey throws over a bag of popcorn, telling me to have fun.

Something about her behaviour is fishy but my mind is occupied by other things at the moment so I rush out the door.

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Kimmy Jin is on her way out as I arrive, nearly running me over. She gives me a strange look only speaking up after I greeted her.

"It's you? Beca knows you're coming over?"

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"Yupp, should be awaiting me by now."

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"Great, now she kicks me out every time she has someone over." With that she storms off.

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Beca greets me with one of her usual smirks and I just decide to hug her, if she reciprocates or not.

She does, actually, even lingering a moment. That is good, right?

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"So, Chloe. You still have time to run, you know. I tend to become a totally different person when I talk about making music." She is giving me that smirk, one that is a little different from her normal ones. This one reaches her deep blue eyes, eyes that seem to tell everyone 'fuck you' and all I can think about is that I'd rather fuck her.

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"I know that feeling, a capella nerd here. How about you show me how to do this mashup thingy and as a reward I invite you to dinner later?"

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"Deal, Beale, deal. Lets start with the equipment and programs."

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Beca is amazing, aca-awsome, really. She's been explaining how to do it for two hours now and I feel like a total jerk because she has to tell me everything twice until I understand how it works. She doesn't seem to mind, though. The smile she's sporting the whole time doesn't seem to vanish and I feel a face-splitting smile on my own face as a result. This is hard work and I'm happy that those a capella years have given me the ability to split a song into its parts. It's a lot like having to improvise backgrounds to a capella songs and I suggested some fitting songs already, much to Beca's joy.

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She lets me work on her laptop and I'm even allowed to wear her headphones. I did bring my own laptop and Beca is now busy installing her programs on it.

It seems like I lost every feeling of time and I jump up in surprise as Beca stands right behind me. I did some changes in one of her old mashups, nothing serious, just some additional lines and she just smiles at me for a good minute.

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"Sorry to interrupt you, but your laptop is ready to be used and I would really like to hear what you did to my last mashup. Let me just unplug the headphones."

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She wasn't surprised that I choose the Bulletproof-Titanium mashup. It does consist my lady jam after all, but I see her eyes widening as she listens to it. I did add some loops and changed the base line up a bit.

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"Chloe, this is actually pretty good. It sounds happier and more alive somehow. You have a talent for this."

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"Thanks. It did took me forever though. Beca, is that you in the background?"

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"Yeah, you noticed, huh?"

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"I know your voice, after all. Why didn't you sing the lead part as well?"

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"I wanted to, actually. But..." She drifts off suddenly and I don't understand why.

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"Tell me Beca, please."

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"This is kinda embarrassing. Well, the plan was to ask you to sing the Titanium part and I would sing the Bulletproof lines."

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"Beca, that's not embarrassing. I would totally love to, it's an honour, really."

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"But your nodes! Chloe, you can't go on hurting."

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"Beca, singing is what I love to do. I've tried a lot of different things over the years but I got stuck with singing. Even if it is a capella and songs I normally wouldn't sing, what matters to me is that I can sing." I don't know when I started crying but I feel tears on my cheeks and turn my head away immediately.

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"Don't, Chloe." She reaches out to me and cups my face with both hands, turning it towards her.

"Don't cry, I'm sure we will find a way."

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I've kept my emotions in check all those months, trying not to break in front of everyone. Still I did that day before the riff-off and I break again.

Beca isn't trying to wipe away my tears, maybe she knows that this is what I need and most of all I need her right now. I'm still sitting on her desk chair with her standing right in front of me.

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It's now or never.

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I lean forward in a fluid motion and grab her around her waist, lifting her up and putting her on my lap. Her legs dangle above the floor on each side of me and she has a heavy blush sporting her face.

I don't know how long we just sit like that, looking into each others eyes. My face is still a bit damp but I've stopped crying a while ago. We don't move, not an inch, totally lost in each others presence.

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Kiss her. Just kiss her.

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Almost, we're almost there. Our bodys are so close that I can feel every breath she takes, our faces nearly touch and I can feel every exhale of her, tickling down my cheeks.

She really is tiny. Sitting on my lap she has the same height as me.

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Beautiful.

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That, she is. The last time we stood that close was after Beca got introduced into the Bellas. I wanted to kiss her then, right at the initiation night. She left with a drunken Jesse, I remember, but that was my fault. Initiation night was the night that changed everything for me.

I haven't had a steady relationship in years and I know that that is due to my personality. Bubbly. That's what most people say when they describe me. I haven't always been that way but Barden changed me.

If it would have been my old self at initiation night I would have torn Beca to pieces after finding out that she is Richard's daughter. After sleeping with her, that is.

But it was the new me, the one with social morals, the one that doesn't follow heated decisions. It was the one that already showed feelings for Beca before that evening.

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Her eyes are so beautifully shaped. Her nose fits her face perfectly.

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I've always been bold, that didn't change and now I'm glad that I am. What if I hadn't burst into her shower that day? Would we still have become friends?

Then there is this nagging feeling in my head. What if Beca would have shown up to one of the many family dinners Richard wanted to hold?

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She seems attracted to me.

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But is she? Even if she is now, would she have been attracted to me if she met me through her father? If she met me as her stepsister?

Would she do so much as give me a second glance if she knew? I know she refers to my mum as stepmonster, so what am I in her mind? Another monster? An evil being that took her place with her dad?

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Look at her. Her soft smile, her warm eyes, eyes that could set fire to your heart whenever they want to. She could never be evil.

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I remember that day we met, the day I met her, not at the activities fair but that stupidly warm day in the park when she didn't think that I was worthy of a single glance. A single glance. Now I have all her attention. We still haven't moved, not for a while, I think.

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Maybe we never have to.

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But we do. We do have to move at one point. I'm afraid that if I tell her the truth she will run. No, I know that she will run, run from me as fast as she can.

Could I hide the fact that I'm her stepsister? Forever? No.

I already feel like a pretty little liar. Don't get me wrong, I love the show but they always get consumed by their lies. I don't want that.

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Move!

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So I do move, not my body. My body is trapped underneath Beca and even though I'm sure that I'm strong enough to lift her, I know that I wont be able to under this circumstances. With enough will power I move my eyes, away from hers, trying to break the spell.

It works, she snaps out of her stupor as well. Her face flushes a bright red and she hastily moves away from me.

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"So, errr. Dinner?" I've never been more grateful for a change of topic.

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We grabbed some burgers and eat at the park. We're not having a conversation at all, the sound of chewing and biting is enough to keep me on edge. Beca seems on edge too. At least she's not running.

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"You gonna try making your own mix or did I ruin it for you?" Surprisingly, she is the one to speak up first.

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"I think I'm just gonna practise with some of yours, actually. Try to memorise how the program works and learn to do some effects. You couldn't ruin anything with me, believe me."

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Is that true?

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By the time I make it to the flat I share with Bree I realise that I totally forgot my laptop at Beca's dorm room. Our goodbyes were awkward, a one sided hug from me and a 'yo, see you soon' from Beca. OMG we so must have looked like some wannabe gangsters.

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Question is, should I go and grab it or wait till tomorrow?

My brain is actually killing me. This whole thing seems to be getting out of my hands.

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No, I won't go there. I absolutely, totally won't, not ever again. I stubbornly decide to get ready for bed, take a shower just like every evening and hop into my bed with a pair of PJs. Still, I am not sleepy at all, not even a bit. Trying not to think about Beca I start playing games on my smart-phone.

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This is how Bree finds me.

"So, wearing your spiderman pajamas? Day didn't go the way you wanted it to?"

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"You know Bree, I think you would actually like her if you just would let yourself."

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"No can do." Not true. "So, did the great DJ teach you something, or was this day all in vain?"

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Don't act like you don't care, I know you too well. "It was great, actually. I would show you, but I forgot my -"

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We're interrupted by a knock on our door. Who would actually visit this late?

Bree is giving me a knowing look and it takes me a moment to catch on.

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I'm out of bed and at the front door in no time, only hesitating for a brief moment before opening the door. What if this awkward atmosphere still surrounds us?

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Coward.

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Right. Before I can stop myself I tear open the door, startling Beca. It amuses me how she always acts so tough when in moments as this you can see how easily frightened she really gets.

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"Err, you forgot your stuff at mine."

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"I know, I didn't want to bother you that late." At least that sounded better than the real reason.

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"Right." She hits her forehead with her palm. "I'm such a genius, coming over to yours this late. I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to bother you or wake you up."

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"God no, Beca. You're not and you didn't wake me, I was just hangin' around." Smooth Chloe, smooth.

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"Normally hanging around in your PJs?" It seems we are on the way back to our usual banter.

"I must say I'm impressed. Spiderman?"

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"I like his humour and he's just so damn awsome. I always wanted to have his powers."

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"Nah, I'm more a Batman fan, you know. Socially awkward people and nice toys."

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"Sure you're not talking about the Joker?"

We have a laugh, and it feels good, believe me. Some sort of weight was just lifted from my heart.

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"Well, I should head back. It's getting late and Kimmy Jin won't be happy if I wake her up."

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We share a hug, a real one this time and then she heads home. My eyes follow her down the road until she disappears behind a corner. It hits me then. I can't just let her leave like that.

So I jump into the first pair of shoes I see and run after her.

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She didn't get far or maybe all those laps Bree makes me run finally pay out. She turns around as she hears someone running after her and stops as she sees that it's me. She's smiling, that's all I need.

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"Chloe, what are you do -"

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The rest of her sentence is left unsaid as I put my lips firmly against hers.

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Finally.

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I only linger for a moment, savouring the feeling of her lips, her beautiful and soft lips, before I quickly move away. She has a healthy blush on her face and I give her my best 'Chloe Beale Smile' before waving goodbye. "G'night Beca, forgot to give you that."

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With that said I turn around and walk bach to my flat. Hopefully Bree is still awake and waiting for me because I totally forgot to grab my keys.

I don't care at all that I walk through the streets with my Spiderman pajamas on, the only thing mattering right now is that I finally kissed Beca.

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That's it, chapter 14 done. Longest Chapter so far.

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