SO, I GAVE INTO TEMPTATION. HERE IS SOME DRAMA.

WARNING: MINOR CHARACTER DEATH

UPSIDE: NO RELATIONSHIP DRAMA

** A kind reminder, I don't own Pitch Perfect, The Characters, the Bands, The Songs, or the movies that are mentioned in this story.** ( If I did I wouldn't be writing on Fan Fiction right now .. I'd be writing a New York Times Best Seller. If! that best seller part comes true one day... I'll be sure to thank you all!)

We ran for at least a mile before we got back to the cabin. We didn't speak or stop. We just ran. I could feel branches smacking my legs but I didn't stop to look.

We finally arrived to the cabin and there were police lights flashing. I slowed down but, Jesse didn't.

"What's going on?" Jesse yelled as he ran through the trees

"Jesse Swanson?" A tall police officer asked

"Yea. Yea. That me." Jesse replied very nervous and out of breath.

"Son, I think we should go inside." The officer placed his hand on Jesse's shoulder. I walked up and held Jesse's hand.

"Just tell me what's going on. " Jesse said without moving. I looked around and no one was speaking or even breathing. We all just stood there looking at the cop.

"Do you know a couple named, Glenn and Sheila Mitchell?" The officer asked taking his hat off.

"That's my dad and step mom. What's wrong with them? What happened?" I asked in a panic. Why was this officer asking Jesse when it is my dad?

"Ma'am. I was only told to contact Mr. Swanson." The officer refuse to tell me anything.

"Yea. I know them." Jesse shook his head as he put his arm around my shoulders

"There is no easy way to tell you this. Mr. And Mrs. Mitchell were in a car accident. Hit by a drunk driver. Both were pronounced dead on the scene."

The officer kept talking but, I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. My heart sank to my core. Jesse pulled me his chest, and walked me inside. Stacie and Amy sat on each side of me. Hugging and patting me.

"Officer?" I finally said confused.

"Why did you ask for Jesse? And not me? That is MY father" I still didn't move I only sat there looking at the wall

"Mr. Mitchell wrote up a specific note that stayed in his car. In that note it stated,' If anything bad happens to myself please contact Jesse Swanson at Barden University or at 343 Lake Road.' I figured since school is out I would start here."

The officer explained, but to me it still made no sense.

"Thank you sir." Jesse said shaking the officer's hand before he left.

"I'm fine Stacie. You and Donald need to head out to your honeymoon." I smiled at her

"You sure?" She was clearly worried about me.

"Heck yea I'm sure. Go." She hugged me and said bye to everyone. I tried to smile but, I couldn't.

"Amy, I think we should go too." Bumper suggested without any insult. Amy nodded and left too.

"Bec. You okay?" Jesse asked as he brought me a glass of water and sitting down.

"I don't know. I don't know if I'm okay. I...can't really feel anything at all." It wasn't a lie. I wasn't sad or mad or anything. Just numb.

We sat there on the couch for an hour without speaking or moving.

Finally, I had to ask," Why did dad write that note? You know that one they found in his car."

"I don't know Beca. Maybe he wanted to protect you." Jesse said as he started petting my hair ad hugging me

"Protect me from what?" I was starting to get angry. This is my dad not yours! Why would my dad leave a note like that?

"Maybe, he wanted to avoid the police officer coming to tell you." He shrugged but, continued anyway,"if you weren't here right now, that officer would have told me the bad news and I would have been the one I relay the message to you."

He had a point. It was pretty traumatic having the officer tell me my father has died. I started crying, and Jesse held me. I finally fell asleep.

The following morning I wasn't on the couch anymore. Jesse must have carried me to the bed.

I laid there, not moving or talking.

"Beca? You up?" Jesse whispered as he slowly opened the door. My eyes were puffy because I cried myself to sleep.

The moment I seen Jesse I started crying again and pulled the blanket over my head. He came over to the be to comfort me.

"Beca. I called your mom and already let her know." Jesse whispered to me

I was grateful for this. I was in no mood to deal with my mom today.

Over the next two weeks, All my friends called me constantly to ask if I needed anything or just to check up on me. Jesse and I made funeral arrangements and had already buried Dad and Sheila ; thankfully, there was life insurance. I remained very quite and I know it hurts Jesse when I don't talk to him, but I had nothing to say.

Today, is the day we go to meet with my dad's lawyer and read over his will. I got dressed in nice clothes even though I didn't want too. Jesse held my hand as we waited in a gloomy, dark lawyers office. Samuel Pace, Attorney at Law. The whole room was covered with his name. It disgusted me.

"Hi, I am Sam Pace." A middle-aged man shook our hands

"Are you ready?"Sam Pace asked as he took a seat. He wasn't talking to me. He was talking to Jesse.

Since, the day dad died everyone talks to Jesse and not me. It was really starting to piss me off.

"Yup. We are ready." Jesse said with a small grin and squeezing my hand.

Sam Pace started reading off a sheet of paper.

" filled this will and Testament out just last month." Sam explained and began handing Jesse and I papers.

Beca,

If you are reading this, I am so sorry. I know we have had our fights but, i want you to know...You are the best daughter a father could ask for. I never meant for anything tragic to happen. I want you to know I love you and be nice to Jesse. He didn't know my plan. I know you're a big girl Bec but, I wanted to protect you that is why Jesse was informed of my death before you. Please forgive me for that. Please forgive me that I will never see you graduate, get married, or have babies. But, I have a plan.

-Dad

I folded the paper up and put it in my jacket pocket. I wanted to cry but, I didn't. I was done with crying, and I was beginning to get angry. Jesse opened his letter and allowed me to read it with him.

Jesse,

I know we have had our ups and downs but, take care of my baby, and yes. I give you my approval to marry her in the future. I see how you look at Beca, you love her and you stand up for her. I can respect that.

-Glenn

"Okay, so what is his plan?" I asked Sam Pace as Jesse folded his letter and put into my pocket too.

He slide a deed to dad's house and two titles to dad's cars across the table.

"What I get his house and cars?" I asked confused

"He told me he wanted you to sell them or keep them. What ever you two wanted to do." Sam Smiled at Jesse and then, at me," And, he left you a 5,000$ savings Beca, you can have ...after you graduate college."

Even, though dad has passed he still pushed me to finish school, this made me laugh.

"If you don't graduate. I get to donate it to Barden." Sam continued.

Jesse gathered the papers and we got in the truck to head to his parents house.

**POLL**

A. NO MORE! STOP THIS DRAMA MADNESS!

B. ADD MORE CHARACTER DEATHS

C. ADD SOME RELATIONSHIP DRAMA