Sooooo because I've had many people ask me to write a part 2 for In A crowd of Thousands I decided to give it a shot. I made it a bit of a weird mix of the disney movie and the musical. There are elements from both but it's also pretty different. Hope you like it and keep hitting me with those prompts :D
In A Crowd Of Thousands pt2
Beca is staring at the wall in front of her. She royally screwed up, and there was no way she could fix it this time. There's no fixing it, ever! The brunette lets out a heavy sigh and falls back onto her bed and now continues to stare at the ceiling. How in heaven's name did she get herself in this mess? She knows how and she's pissed that it happened. Maybe it wouldn't have gotten so out of hand if she had come clean in the beginning. Chloe is right, she's nothing but a pathetic, poor, sorry excuse for woman. She always screws up the best things in her life.
*Flashback*
Beca is sitting in her room and is waiting for Jesse to come and meet her. A rapid knocking on the door startles her and she jumps up. "Beca I know you're in there, open up." Chloe's voice travels through the thick wood and a smile makes it's way up the brunette's face. She loves spending time with the redhead. Especially now since she probably won't see her again after the press conference that will reveal that 'the long lost princess' is still alive.
She opens the door and her smile turns into a frown when she sees an angry Chloe standing on the other side. "Hey… Uhm what's wrong?" Chloe barges into the room past Beca with a huff. The brunette doesn't like this behaviour at all. Something must have happened between her leaving the ballet performance and now. She closes the door with a million thoughts running through her head and slowly turns around.
When she does she feels a sharp sting on her left cheek. It takes her a moment to process what happened but soon realises that she got slapped. "What the hell?" She half shouts in confusion. Chloe doesn't react but just turns around and starts pacing the room, as if she's trying to figure out her thoughts. But Beca needs to know what the hell was going on. "Chloe what just happened? Why did you slap me?"
"You lied to me. You played me. You made me feel like I was special and for what? So you could get some money out of it? Did you ever even consider my feelings? Why did you do it?" Beca takes a step back but her back hits the door behind her. The redhead's voice grew louder with every sentence and it was terrifying. Beca had never heard her shout, ever.
"Chloe it's not what you're thinking I-" Chloe cuts her off with a loud scoff. "So you didn't lie to me? You really believed I was the princess from the start, you just wanted to reunite me with my grandmother, right?" The redhead's voice was dripping with sarcasm and it made Beca cower away slightly. "You can keep your stupid excuses and money Beca. You're a pathetic, poor excuse for a woman." The way the brunette's name and everything after rolled off Chloe's lips was filled with venom and hate. "You have what you wanted and so do I, I have people that care about me. People that… people that love me."
Beca stands up straighter even though she feels deflated. The assumption alone, that she didn't care about her was too much for the brunette. "You really think that low about me? Maybe you being the princess has changed you. I never lied to you, everything I did I did to help you. The money was a bonus but it doesn't matter to me, not anymore… You should go, I doubt we have more things to say to each other. You made yourself clear. Why would you, a princess, waist you time with a lying, pathetic excuse of a woman, right?"
Chloe freezes for a brief second but recomposes herself quickly. "You're completely right, we do have nothing else to say to each other." Beca steps aside so Chloe can get to the door. She sees the redhead hesitate so she rolls her eyes in a sarcastic way. "What, you're too good to open your own doors now?" The brunette grabs the handle and yanks the door open before bowing in the most ridiculous way possible. "There you go your highness, anything else you need from your peasant?" Beca snaps and regrets doing it the instant the words leave her mouth. But she doesn't back down, she still has some dignity left and she's like to keep it.
Chloe leaves the room and doesn't even look back. She can't bring herself to do it. She hurt the one person that believed in her but the brunette hurt her first, right? The redhead doesn't say anything either, she just walks away. Into a new life that would carry on without Beca, the brunette she owes everything too. The little girl that she would always find in a crowd of thousands.
*End Flashback*
3 days, it's been 3 days and neither has spoken to the other. Jesse tried to talk to them but both just dismissed anything was wrong. Beca sits up on her bed and grabs a piece of paper and a pen from her nightstand. The brunette starts writing a letter to her best friend who has decided to stay. One more reason for her to disappear.
It's all for the best, she should distance herself from the redhead and the only way she can really do that is by leaving. No one would miss her and maybe it's for the best. She can't go to the press conference that afternoon. Even if she would want to go it's not like she would be welcome. She's almost 100 percent sure that they won't even let her in.
Beca finishes the latter and leaves it on her nightstand. Jesse would definitely find it id he would decide to come looking for her but by then she would be long gone. She finally won't be a bother to the people that she cares about.
Chloe is pacing the room behind the conference room. Everyone who is supposed to be there is there. Her grandmother is talking to her lady in waiting, Jesse is flirting with a blonde she swears she never has seen before. Some more people that are probably friends of her grandmother or work for her. The only person that's missing is... Beca. I can't believe she's not coming.
The redhead lets out a heavy sigh. Jesse seems to have noticed and excuses himself and walks over to the princess. "Hey what's wrong?" Chloe looks up from the ground. "Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine." The brunet raises his brows with a smirk. "Sure, now why don't you tell me what's really bothering you?" Chloe huffs at how transparent she really was. "Come on, don't make me get Beca."
"That's the thing Jesse. She's mad at me." Chloe hisses, trying not to draw attention to her. "What? Why?" The redhead lets her head hang low. "I screwed up, Jesse. My grandmother told me about your con…" Jesse takes a step back in embarrassment. "I might have snapped at her for it and said some things I shouldn't have." Chloe hides her face in her hands, trying to keep her tears from falling.
Jesse takes pity on the girl and puts his hand on her shoulder. "I don't know if this helps but… she declined the money just so your grandmother would give you a chance and talk to you. She really cares about you… she has never cared about anyone before." Chloe's head snaps up to look at the man before her. "S-She… what? Oh god I've been a horrible person, I need to find her." She tries to walk out of the room but gets stopped by her grandmother.
"Chloe, dear, where are you going?" The redhead turns around slowly and comes face to face with her grandmother. "Grand maman, I need to take care of something important. I promise to be back soon." The older woman smiles down at her little girl. "Just make the right decision dear. I'll be waiting here if you need me." Chloe jumps into her grandmother's arms, which takes the old woman of guard but still wraps her arms around the not so little girl as tight as she can.
When they break apart Chloe almost instantly dashes out of the room. Missing the looks exchanged between Jesse and her grandmother. "I'll go with her. I promise you she'll be safe." The old woman nods with a gentle smile. "You can always come back my boy. We can use someone like you around here." Jesse bows politely muttering a 'thank you' before running after the redhead.
He catches up with her quickly and they make their way towards Beca's room in silence. When they get there Chloe hesitates with knocking. Jesse doesn't want to push her so he just waits. It takes her a few minutes but she finally finds the courage. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK It stays quiet on the other side and that's pretty weird. Usually Beca opens the door immediately. Jesse and Chloe share a look of confusion so they open the door.
The room is completely empty, even all off the brunette's stuff is gone. Well the tiny suitcase she took on her journey to Paris. "Your highness? I think I found something." The redhead turns around to look at the brunet. "What is it? And please, call me Chloe... just Chloe." Jesse hands her an envelope. "But it's addressed to you." She tries to hand it back but Jesse declines. "I doubt it's for me. Why don't you read it?" Chloe opens the letter and starts reading it.
Hi Jesse,
if you're reading this it means I'm long gone.
Chloe found out about the 'con' but she doesn't know I gave up the money because her happiness means more to me. Maybe she was right when she said that I'm a pathetic, poor excuse of a woman.
I'm going on a journey to find myself and live up to the person Chloe once thought I was.
Please look after her, comrade. Because if I find out something happened to the woman I love I'll hunt you down!
You know what, forget I said anything.
Have a good life
-Beca
Chloe drops the letter on the ground as if the paper had burned her. She starts shaking her head. She can't believe what the brunette wrote, she can't believe how stupid she could have been by treating her the way she did. The one person that cared about her, genuinely cared about her and she screwed it up. "If you talk to her maybe you can set this right?"
Jesse had picked up the letter and read it while Chloe was going through her internal struggle. "If only she would have told us where she's going th-" Jesse stops talking when he notices the realization dawn over the redheaded princess' face. "You know where she is don't you?"
"I do but if I go... if I go I probably won't come back." Jesse lets out a soft 'oh' when he understands what Chloe means. "You've got to do what you've got to do. I can win you an extra hour but if you're not back by then..."
"I know... and Jesse?" The brunet lets out a hum. "Thank you for everything." Chloe pulls him into a tight hug and he quickly wraps his own arms around her squeezing her oh so slightly. "You're welcome, now go get your girl. She needs you just as much as you need her. Protect each other." They pull apart with tears in their eyes. "This isn't goodbye. This is the start of a new story." They both let out some giggly laughs and wipe away the single stray tear they'll never admit to having it rolling down their cheeks. "You're such a goof, Jesse." Chloe takes a few steps back and takes a deep breath. "Now go, you'll know where you'll find her."
The two step out of the room and each head their own way. Jesse back to the conference room and Chloe out to find Beca. What they both don't seem to notice is the shady looking guy following their every move. Choosing wisely who he wants to follow.
Beca is standing at the edge of the Pont Alexandre III bridge, looking out over the water. The first time she stood there she felt... whole, complete... But now she feels empty and alone. She has no one to go back to, no one to fight for. Maybe this is what her life is supposed to look like. And maybe one day she'll be ok with it.
The brunette is so deep in thought that she doesn't hear or see a person walking up behind her. "It's beautiful isn't it." Beca jumps up so high she could swear she just broke a world record. 'What the hell?" She turns around to see who scared the daylights out of her, ready to punch whoever is there. Thankfully she stops just in time when she sees who it is. "Chloe? W-What are you doing here?"
Beca slowly lowers her hand and takes a few steps back. All the betrayed feelings and mixed emotions resurfacing once again. "Aren't you supposed to be at the conference? Like I don't know, becoming an official princess?" The brunette's voice is slightly more sarcastic than it was meant to be. "I know, I messed up Beca. But not talking to you for the past few days, and not seeing you at the conference made me realise how much I need you."
Chloe takes a tentative step forward and tries not to smile when Beca doesn't step away from her. "I shouldn't have said what I said. You're not a pathetic excuse of a woman. I'm sorry for ever saying that. I hope that one day you can forgive me. Before you leave, I-I just have to tell you that I-"
The redhead gets interrupted by a gunshot and her being pushed down to the ground. She has no idea how it happened or what's going on. Everything is going too fast. She sees Beca fighting... Chicago 'Raz' Walp... He's the son of Rasputin, the man who murdered her entire family. He had told her to stay clear of ever impersonating the long lost princess. Because anyone who'd try to do that would be sentenced to death. He must have found out who she really is and come to finish the job.
Chloe watches Beca fighting the man who's not only taller but also much stronger than her. But she manages to avoid punch after punch, managing to hit the general a few times. It's in a moment like this that Chloe remembers that the woman fighting to save her life at the moment has fought in the army and lived on the streets her entire life. She knows how to take care of herself.
In a matter of minutes though Chicago manages to overpower the tiny brunette and a gunshot is being fired. Chloe lets out a loud scream. She can see a lot of blood and the lifeless body of the love of life. She hears a maniacal laugh erupt from Chicago. She watches him stand up and turn around, it's as if the entire world has slowed down around her. The man slowly makes his way up to the redhead pointing the gun straight at her.
"Did you really think you could get away? I really didn't want to do this but you kept ignoring my warnings. I really like you, your highness. Too bad that because of your reckless behaviour that I'll have to kill you. Or more accurately finally fulfil the legacy of my father, the great Rasputin! Finally the last living heir of the Beale – Romanovs will die."
Chicago lets out a bouldering laugh that gets cut short by a loud thump. "Stay away from her you creep." Chloe's eyes shoot up to meet the dark blue ones that belong to the one and only Beca Mitchell. "Y-You're alive?" The brunette rolls her eyes. "Not for long..." The hit on Chicago's back with the metal pipe from the bridge constructions wasn't hard enough because of Beca's gunshot wound to her right arm.
Before going after the brunette he lunges forward and pushes the redhead of the bridge, no one can survive that fall. The only thing that can be heard is the scream of Chloe falling. Beca tries to go after her but get knocked back down by Chicago. "As for you, you're an accomplice and you should be eliminated as well. But I'd like to do that the old fashioned way."
Beca manages to avoid the first fist coming right at her but isn't fast enough to avoid the second one. She gets hit in the stomach, then her jaw and another one straight to her lower abdomen. The brunette falls to the ground trying to brace herself for the next hit. She doesn't care anymore. Without Chloe her life will always be empty. She failed to keep her promise, the promise to keep Chloe safe.
Chicago stands high above the woman with a wicked grin on his face. "In the end I'll be the one walking away the hero. The one who killed the person responsible for the death of the long lost princess. Dasvidanya Beca Mitchell, long live the k-"
Beca doesn't hear anything around her, except for a deafening blast. She watches as the general's body shakes and falls over. Behind him stands the last person she'd ever expected to see. It takes every bit of strength for her to get up, the actually staying upright part is proving to be difficult. "C-Chloe?" The redhead smiles timidly before rushing over to catch the brunette. "I got you Becs, I got you."
Both women slide down to the ground and hold on to each other as tight as they can. "Before he interrupted I was trying to tell you something." Beca lets out a pained laugh. She shakes her head and looks up to meet the redhead's baby blue eyes. "I know you're sorry, you don't have to say it again. I believe yo-" The brunette gets cut off by Chloe's lips on hers. It's as if they were always meant to be.
"How did you find me here?" Beca manages to ask once she has regained her breathing. "Just like when you were 10 and I was 8. If we can find each other in a crowd of thousands we'll always find each other." Chloe leans in and kisses Beca once again. "I read the letter."
"I kind of figured, I knew Jesse would show it to you." Beca manages to sit up without too much pain. "I want you to know that... I love you too." The brunette's smile grows 3 sizes but not without any pain. Her jaw was killing her. "I thought I'd never hear you say that." A few tears slip down her cheeks. "When I fell of that bridge I thought the exact same thing but now we can say it for the rest of our lives."
The two women look up and watch the sun set in front of their eyes. Their lives will only be better from now on, as long as their together. Even apart they'll always find each other in a crowd of thousands. No matter the distance.
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