Twenty minutes later Beca is still raging and realizes nobody is texting her back anymore and Chloe hasn't returned. Pondering where everyone could be and what they're doing she gets a sinking feeling.
What are the chances that Fat Amy snitched. She wouldn't do that right? Her and Amy were close, but Amy also bailed when the trophy went flying through the window. "SHIT," screams Beca and she hops out of the bed and takes the IV out of her arm. She starts to talk out of her room for the first time in a while praying she had just gone to California. What Jesse did to her is nothing compared to what she's done to Jesse. As she walks out of the room down to the waiting room her heart sinks and she begins having a panic attack. Donald is holding Benji back; Bumper is holding Jesse back; and Fat Amy is gladly holding Luke back. "Shit shit shit," she mumbles. Jesse looks like he could kill someone and she has a feeling it's her.