The night before Beca's Sophomore year
Her talk with Aubrey gave Chloe to do something she had been scared to do since she got on a plane, she put her American SIM back in her phone and restarted it. As she saw the white apple come up the screen Chloe's mind went into overdrive.
Why am I doing this to myself?
How will I deal with Beca not messaging me?
What will the Bellas have to say about my disappearance?
Finally the phone restarted and Chloe worried that it was broken as the screen froze for a few seconds. After that messages kept coming through, what looked like hundreds, from every one of the Bellas… and Beca.
Aubrey: Hope you landed on time and get to the village safely. Call me as soon as you can. You're doing the right thing. I love you Chlo xxx
Fat Amy: Twig bitch where are you? Shawshank looks like someone insulted David Guetta.
Stacie: Chlo where are you? We're getting wasted and it's not the same without my favourite captain. Come back soon, baby Beca's getting grumpier than usual xo
The messages continued like this from the night of Chloe's "disappearance" until a few days ago. They all expressed the same sentiment: "We miss you so much, what happened? Please come back." Chloe felt so touched knowing that her girls cared about her that much, as she loved them all like sisters. But when she had finally finished going through the messages from the Bellas Chloe plucked up the courage to see what Beca had to say to her. She expected sarcastic mocking, what she got instead sent her into a spiral of misery and despair.
The night of the ICCAs:
Chlo
Where are you?
Fat Amy's trying to give me alcohol poisoning
Fine. I'll let you cuddle me whenever you want. Just come here kay?
Chloe.
Did I do something?
This is the best night of our college lives and I need my best friend here with me so I can celebrate
Chlo please
Chloe felt the tears clouding her vision as she listened to a voicemail from that night from Beca, and then another one the next morning, the hurt and confusion evident in her voice. Beca was never the one to text first, so being bombarded with this many messages made Chloe realise how much she must have meant to Beca, and how hurt she would have been by Chloe's sudden and unexplained disappearance. She continued scrolling through the messages, getting even more shocked by what she saw.
Chlo, I miss you.
Chloe please.
Whatever it is, we can talk about it
Really?
I'll call momma beale
Wow you really must be mad if that didn't work
I'll post photos you hate onto your instagram
Yes I do know your password
No I will not tell you how I know
Chlo
Please
These messages were sent in the first week that Chloe was away, but after that Beca changed strategy, sending Chloe at least one message every day.
Chlo I won't stop trying
Today Jessie made me watch the Breakfast Club again
I made a mix today that you would like, it was an homage to David Guetta
I forgot to call my dad and he yelled at me
There was a thunderstorm and I had to hide under the covers by myself
I can't sleep without my comforter
Obvious alert: you're the comforter
I think I need to sleep more
Today I fell asleep mixing in the middle of the day
I can't stop thinking about you
I miss you so so much
Please stop making me deal with this feelings crap
My reputation as a badass is starting to suffer
I've been trying to figure out what I did to make you so mad at me
Am I being a total narcissist? Does this even have anything to do with me?
Have you joined a cult?
I could totally see you accidentally doing that just fyi
You're really important to me, in case you didn't realise
I just remembered I'm gonna have to lead the Bellas by myself next year
We're going to fail everything
Even the Highnotes will beat us
You have to come back and help me not screw up
I can't lead people
I hate people
What if no one auditions?
What if they do audition but everyone sucks?
Can the Bellas work with less than ten people?
Would it really matter if I just quit the Bellas and move to LA?
It's been a year, my Dad did say he would help me
What am I gonna major in?
What's the easiest major you can think of?
I'm sorry am I boring you? Maybe a reminder of your best qualities would work better
Your hair is perfect without you trying (yes I did paraphrase Bruno Mars)
Your eyes are the most captivating thing I've ever seen
Like I'm pretty sure when I look into them you're reading my mind
You keep me sane
You listen to all my crap and never complain
You're kind
You're generous
You light up a room
You are literally my favourite person (don't tell Fat Amy or Jesse)
I don't hate it when you force us to cuddle
Chloe lost it completely when she saw the final message from Beca, sent this morning. She started sobbing so much that her shoulders wouldn't stop shaking, and she could barely see through the tears. She knew Beca considered Chloe her best friend, but Chloe hadn't realised she'd had such an effect on the adorable little freshman. Chloe realised that ignoring Beca had probably made Beca doubt their entire friendship and assume it was her fault. And even though Beca was the one who had caused Chloe's heartbreak, the redhead's sudden disappearance most likely made Beca feel a huge amount of pain that she had done nothing to deserve.
After what felt like an eternity of staring at her phone, Chloe finally plucked up the courage to type. She decided to start simple, test the waters.
Chloe: Hey