AN: As always I own nothing pertaining to Pitch Perfect. The plot is mine same with the errors... *sigh*those are mine as well. if only i could make money off my errors...
"Glad to know what you really think Aubrey." Beckham stated from the doorway of his room before turning around and slamming the door. Both Blayze and Chloe stared at the blonde in shock.
"What the fuck Brey?!" Blayze demanded of the older girl. "You of all people know that he doesn't have a fucking hero complex. You know that he hates attention of any kind, especially after what he has been through and you say that. The fuck is your problem?"
"I'm jealous, ok. In the span of 72 hours your brother has done more to ensure Chloe's safety than I have been able to achieve in almost five years. She's my bestfriend my kindred soul mate and I couldn't protect her, I failed her in that aspect."
"Oh Bree…" Chloe trailed off sadly.
"No," Blayze began glaring at the blonde, "But for those five years you have been the one to pick her up. You have been the one to put her back together. You have been the one to rebuild Chloe's confidence, to show her that she is beautiful and worth so much more than what Tom had been treating her as and telling her that she was nothing. You got to have her love, her affections. You know what my brother got?" Blayze asked the blonde in the coldest tone the two seniors had ever heard.
"My brother got to feel like he was a joke, a mistake. He got to have his heart broken twice. He got to be a dirty secret because you, Aubrey, never wanted anyone to know that the two of you were fooling around. You acted like you were ashamed to be seen with him as anything other than a friend Aubrey. Do you know what that does to a person? He doesn't feel worthy to be with either of you. He believes that one day you both will drop him like a bad habit and move on having had your fill, so he just smiles and enjoys what time he does get to spend with the both of you. My brother is an insecure fucking mess that has walls built so damn high that even I have a hell of a time getting him to open up. Now you better hope you can fucking fix this and I mean really fix this and show him how you feel, prove it to him. If you can't do that, then finally let him the fuck go Aubrey. Quit leading him on."
Blayze checked her phone as Aubrey got up and knocked on the door leading to Beckham's room.
"Don't bother, he's not in there. He left." Blayze advised as she read the message she had received.
"Where would he go?" Chloe asked.
"Probably to a bar." Blayze replied as she shrugged, watching Aubrey out of the corner of her eye. "Actually he will grab a quick bite to eat then he'll hit up a bar."
Blayze quickly tapped out a text on her phone before deleting the messages. She knew that Aubrey would try to check her phone to see if she was messaging her brother. "So now what?" Chloe asked.
Meanwhile Stacie was sitting across from Beckham watching as he picked at his fries. He had shown up at her dorm and asked if she wanted to go for a bite to eat. Beckham had told her what had happened in the last 72 hours and everything else that had happened in the past as they walked to the pub they were currently sitting in. She looked at the text she received and smiled.
"C'mon Becs. Eat your fries and we will go get shitfaced. I got the perfect spot for you to go to." When he raised an eyebrow at her she just smiled. "You need a night to let loose Bec. And at least with me you will stay out of trouble...for the most part."
He laughed softly before finally eating his fries. He finished his beer and left money on the table covering both their meals and let her pull him out of the pub. Once he realized where they were going, he began to laugh. "You sure you wanna go here Stace? The hunter won't get much action here." His friend just smiled at him and dragged him past the doorman. He smiled once the music hit them. It was 90's and 00's hip-hop. He began to dance his way to the dance floor. It was still early so really he was the only one on the floor. Stacie ordered for the both of them and watched as her friend lost himself in the music.
"He was always one of my best dancers, of course back then I hadn't realized he was so young, otherwise I would never have employed him." A guy casually commented startling Stacie. "I wanted to come over and introduce myself. My name is Ryan and I own this establishment. Beckham's sister called me to let me know that you two would be coming and to keep an eye out. I came down as soon as my doorman alerted me to you two being here. Your drinks are on the house tonight." Stacie looked at him in shock and he chuckled. "Blayze also told me why he's here. If you have any issues tonight ask for me and it will be taken care of."
"Thank you. Thank you so much."
Ryan waved away her thanks. "We take care of our own here at Babylon. Bex may not be gay but he never batted an eye or pretended to be in order to get tips while he danced either. That boy was always honest. He would even point out others for hook ups to those that were hitting on him. Every pride week he and his sister would come and DJ giving our regular house DJ's a break and allow them to be out on the floor with the rest of us heathens." Stacie laughed at him calling himself a heathen. Beckham finally looked over and smiled when he saw Ryan. He danced his way over.
"Hey Ryan." He greeted the other man in the way that guys do with the hand grasp and one arm back clap.
The older man smiled even though he was concerned at the state of the bruising on Beckham's face. "You should see the other guy," Beckham smirked as he drank from his bottle of Corona. He had seen Ryan's eyes and the concern. "Seriously. They will probably have to rebuild his cheeks, as well as his nose and his jaw had to be wired shut." Beckham shrugged like it was no big deal. Ryan just shook his head at the younger man. "No fighting in my club tonight." He pointed at Beckham who in turn mockingly gasped in hurt. "I would never." Beckham replied in mock indignation causing both Stacie and Ryan to crack up laughing. Beckham grinned and finished his beer before ordering an old fashioned and some polar bear shots for him and Stacie. Beckham laughed at his friend's face as she took the shot. He tossed back both the shot and his old fashioned. "C'mon legs, let's dance!" Ryan chuckled at the two friends and watched as they began to get their groove on.
A couple hours and a lot of drinks later, Beckham was the meat in a lesbian sandwich on the dance floor he had already been sandwiched between a male couple earlier in the night. Stacie had just sent Blayze a snap video of it with the caption that it might be time to finally bring the girls or at least Chloe. Blayze sent a message back that it would just be her and Chloe. Aubrey had left shortly after Blayze had rounded on her and gave the older girl some hard truths. Chloe had opted to stay and wait. Chloe had a feeling that Blayze had known all along exactly where her brother was and with who.
"Alright Chlo, lets go." Blayze said, handing the redhead a light jacket.
"I knew it. You've known exactly where and with who he has been this whole time."
"Of course I have Red. He's my brother. We look out for one another and always have each other's backs."
Blayze locked their dorm up and made her way out to the parking lot hopping in her brother's truck and pulling away once Chloe was buckled in. They had only been driving for maybe five minutes when Blayze slowed down and pulled into a parking lot that was reserved for the club across the street. When Chloe got out of the truck she could hear the bassline thumping and looked over at Blayze in shock that the music was so loud for a Monday night. Blayze laughed before grabbing the older girl's hand. "C'mon Red. I think you will enjoy this." Blayze led the older girl past the line up and walked up to the doorman who didn't recognize her at first but when she said who she was he did a double take and apologized profusely before walking both her and Chloe inside the club past the cover charge booth.
"What was that about?" Chloe yelled in Blayze' ear to be heard over the music.
"Every pride my brother and I DJ here for the week. Remember when Bec said he was a go-go dancer, well he did that here and before moving on he gave the owner a thumb drive of our mixes. Ryan loved it as did the house DJ's and we got asked to come back and spin during pride to give them the week off. We were so well received that Ryan has had us come back every Pride since." Blayze yelled back as she scanned the club. She finally spotted Stacie and pulled the redhead with her.
"S'up legs. Where is he?" Blayze yelled over the music. The taller brunette pointed out onto the floor where Beckham was shirtless with just a vest on. His t-shirt was looped through his belt. Blayze knew that if his ribs hadn't been bruised he would be dancing in just his jeans that were riding low on his hips. She shook her head, some things never changed. "How much has he had to drink?"
"A lot. Ryan has had our drinks on the house all night. I've slowed down so I'm only sporting a happy buzz. Beckham has well, honestly he hasn't really stopped drinking since we got here. The amount of numbers that boy has been given is ridiculous."
Chloe frowned as she heard that tidbit. She had been watching Beckham dance between the two girls and felt the first stirrings of jealousy. She looked at the drinks in front of Stacie and pointed at the smaller glass. "Is that his?" She asked the taller brunette. At the girl's nod Chloe grabbed it and tossed it back, wincing at the burn from the whiskey before making her way onto the dance floor.
Blayze and Stacie watched as the redhead stalked her way over to the blue haired man who was lost in the music, tap one of the girls on the shoulder say a few words before the other girl nodded and moved behind the other woman dancing up behind her as Chloe moved in behind Beckham and moved her hand from behind him, under his vest and across his abs. She smirked as she felt him shiver. Beckham never stopped his hips from moving as he grabbed the hand that had slid under his vest and removed it.
"Sorry I'm not interested. I have someone at home." He yelled over his shoulder not even bothering to see who it was. Chloe beamed at his words unable to help herself. She ran her hand up his back and into his hair pulling it back yelling in his ear "That somebody had better be me Beckham Mitchell." before letting go of his hair.
Beckham spun around so quickly when he recognized Chloe's voice and grinned at her, his smile lighting up his entire face.
"Baby!" He yelled happily before pulling her into a bone crushing hug all the while his hips kept in time to the music forcing Chloe to move with him. Soon the two of them were lost in the music and one another.
"Does that normally happen?" Stacie asked the shorter brunette standing beside her as she pointed at Beckham and Chloe.
"Yep. Anytime we had music playing Beckham would dance or Chloe would and then the two of them would get lost in the music together. As we got older the more intense it got till that night of the party." Blayze replied.
"Blayze darlin, what are you drinking?" A waiter asked as he brought fresh drinks for Stacie and Beckham.
"Either water or ginger ale Tony. I'm the DD tonight. Bring a vodka cran for the redhead that's dancing with my brother would ya?"
"You got it sweetcheeks. Ryan will be down in a few minutes to come say hi."
Stacie stared in shock that Blayze didn't growl at the waiter for calling her sweetcheeks. Seeing Stacie's expression Blayze laughed. "He used to call me sugar tits until Beckham found out and scared him. Now Tony calls me sweet cheeks swearing up and down that it has nothing to do with my ass. Tony is a harmless nellie bottom as far as I'm concerned. He's always looked out for the two of us when we are here, be it blowing off steam or working."
"And here is my favourite half-pint badass DJ." Ryan yelled from behind Blayze.
"And if it isn't my favourite fairy godmother." Blayze greeted him in return and laughed as the older man did a small curtsey.
"The redhead with your brother, she the one that hurt him all those years ago?" Ryan asked, cutting to the chase. One of the things that Blayze adored about the man, he didn't believe in tap dancing around.
"Yep that's her. They worked their shit out though. There was so much more that happened that we didn't know about Ryan. It was bad. Really bad." Blayze informed the older man as she sipped her ginger ale that Tony had just set down in front of her.
"And the other one? Where is she?"
"I didn't tell her that he was here. I blew up at her and she went home to think and get her shit together. Chloe, that's the redhead, stayed and waited me out. And now here we are."
Ryan nodded as he watched Beckham and Chloe dance together. The two moved as if they were one completely in sync taking turns in leading the other.
"I'm moving you guys to the VIP lounge for the rest of the time you're here. That way you can safely leave your drinks unattended. Go out there and dance Blayze, take this gorgeous specimen for a whirl." Ryan demanded as he gestured towards Stacie before raising his hand and Tony reappeared taking their drinks and disappearing into the VIP area with them.
"Shall we legs? If we don't do as he says, this OLD queen will nag me to death." Blayze cheekily grinned as she emphasized the word old, gaining the mock outraged gasp from the older man as she pulled the taller brunette onto the floor.
They joined Beckham and Chloe and soon the two brunettes got lost in the music as well. Stacie was impressed at how well Blayze moved to the music. She was just as fluid on the floor as her brother. Stacie moved to the heavy bass-line where Blayze, Beckham and even Chloe seemed to move to a different beat within the music. It took her a minute to realize that the three were following the beat of the lyrics, that the lyrics were the actual melody, the tone of the song. Stacie and Blayze soon ended up dancing dirty with one another garnering attention from the lesbian crowd that was in attendance and somehow ended up in a sandwich with 2 other women. Stacie was entirely way too turned on by the lil badass DJ and was having trouble controlling herself. So she was so glad when it was suggested that they take a breather for a few minutes. Once they got to the lounge, Stacie downed her drink as Blayze drank her water. Beckham was pouting at Chloe as she withheld his old fashioned demanding that he drink some water first. He finally relented and downed half a bottle of water to appease the redhead. He was still hurting over Aubrey's comment and just wanted to not feel anything for the night. He turned away and used the bathroom in the VIP area, sighing in relief as he emptied his bladder. He quickly washed his hands and rejoined the others. He took the water from Chloe and downed the rest of it before snatching his old fashioned from her and downed it in two gulps. He was losing his buzz and he was not happy about it. He ordered a round of shots from Tony along with a beer chaser. Chloe frowned and went to say something when Blayze grabbed her arm and shook her head.
"Let him be Chlo, he needs this tonight. Bec knows his limits and has a high tolerance for alcohol now. He could probably drink all of us under the table and still walk a straight line after."
Chloe stared at Blayze for a few moments before sighing and nodding her head. She checked the time on her phone and was surprised to see that it was just before midnight. She was thankful that she didn't have any morning classes the next day. She eyed the shot wearily when Beckham handed it to her and noticed that the two siblings were smirking at her. Sighing Chloe shrugged and tossed it back, pleasantly surprised by how smooth it was.
"What was that?" She asked.
"A polar bear." Blayze answered as Beckham was tossing back a second one with Stacie. "Good isn't it? When made properly there is a nice balance between the mint and chocolate. Sadly too many bartenders use a tad too much of the peppermint schnapps and it overwhelms the chocolate flavour from the creme de cacao. Here they use white creme de menthe instead of the schnapps. It makes the shot a tad sweeter allowing it to enhance the chocolate without overwhelming it. Essentially it's like drinking a thin mint, or a rich melted mint chocolate ice cream." Blayze explained to the redhead.
Beckham was drinking his beer as his body moved to the music. Chloe tossed back the second shot that was waiting for her and chased it with the last of her vodka cran. A minute later she got that relaxed feeling and a slow smile appeared on her face. Blayze laughed softly as the alcohol hit the redhead. Chloe grabbed Beckham's hand and dragged him back out onto the dance floor once he set his empty beer bottle down. Once again the two got lost in the music. Tony reappeared at Blayze' side as she watched the two dance, Stacie had gone to use the bathroom. Blayze smirked as Chloe yanked her brothers head down and claimed his lips as they danced.
"Did you just hear that Sweet cheeks? That was the sound of all the poor gay hearts breaking now that your gorgeous specimen of a brother is off the market." Tony sighed out forlornly causing the DJ to giggle at his words. "They really do look good together." Blayze nodded at his words suddenly distracted by Stacie moving on the dance floor. Tony followed her gaze and smirked. "You should snatch that one up before she's off the market sweet cheeks." Blayze shook her head at his words. "Both men and women have been hitting her up tonight. She's turned every single one of them away. I think she's been waiting on you Blayze." With those words Tony left her to her thoughts as she watched the taller brunette and sure enough Blayze watched as Stacie was hit on by both sexes and turned them down. Making up her mind and reminding herself that she is in fact a badass and not afraid, Blayze made her way onto the dancefloor where Stacie was and grabbed the other girls hips and began grinding on the taller girl. Blayze felt more than she heard Stacie's moan as Blayze slid her thigh between the taller girl's legs. Blayze once again let herself get lost in the music as she and Stacie began to bump and grind on one another. Finally Stacie couldn't take it anymore and bent her head down and kissed the shorter girl. Blayze snaked a hand into Stacie's hair, hand on the back of the girls head pulling her closer as their lips moved against one another. They pulled apart when oxygen became an issue and continued dancing. A few songs later Blayze felt her phone vibrate and checked the text she had received, she quietly swore and quickly grabbed her brother and Chloe before efficiently but without drawing attention to them, made their way towards the employees only door. Ryan had gotten tipped that there were undercover cops in the bar, checking ids looking for minors. He knew that the twins didn't turn 21 until next month which was two weeks away, but as they never caused trouble or got sloppy drunk, he looked the other way. He hadn't allowed anyone to serve them alcohol until this past summer when they worked pride. Last thing he wanted, aside from being shut down for serving minors, was for Beckham, Blayze or their friends that arrived with them to get arrested. Blayze was able to get them through the door unseen and one of the bouncers got them out the hidden side door. It wasn't the first time that the twins had to duck out of the club this way. They stopped long enough for Beckham to put his shirt back on before they circled behind the building and came up through an alley that was 4 buildings down from the club. Walking and quietly laughing as they appeared to be 2 couples on a double date. They crossed the street two buildings from the club and made it back to the truck without a second glance. Blayze quickly fired up the truck and pulled away driving back to the dorms. She sent a message back to Ryan letting him know that they were back at the dorms. His security would have already alerted him that the quartet had made it out safely. Beckham and Chloe continued up to Blayze and his dorm while Blayze walked Stacie back to her dorm on the floor below them.
"Stay with me tonight." Stacie asked after they had finished making out in front of her door.
Blayze shook her head. "Ask me again tomorrow when you are sober legs." Blayze quickly continued before the taller girl could protest. "I know you're not drunk, but you're not exactly sober either. If you still want this when you wake up and have had time to think about it, ask me again then." Blayze pulled the taller girl's head down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before gently pushing Stacie inside her dorm and leaving to go to her own dorm.
Sometimes Blayze really hated her morals. She just walked away from a sure thing right now, but she knew that she wouldn't have been able to stop the seed of doubt from manifesting if she had gone through with staying and sleeping with the other girl while she had consumed a fair bit of alcohol. She sighed as she unlocked her dorm and resigned herself to the cold shower that she was about to take. She quickly stripped tossed on her robe and made her way to her brother's room. He left the door cracked for her knowing she would want a shower after dancing most of the night. She smiled as her brother and Chloe were curled up together watching something or another on Netflix. When Blayze got out of the shower 30 minutes later she almost coo'd at the sight before her. Beckham was laying on his back, having changed into a pair of satin sleep pants, Chloe had claimed one of his old shirts from high school and was lying half on top of him, while his arms were wrapped around the redhead. Blayze quietly shut Beckham's door before hurrying back to her room. Blayze quickly changed into her sleep wear and crawled into her bed, setting her laptop to play random songs from her music library, falling asleep after the fourth song began to play.
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