A/N Hey guys. Wow. I guess people love the angst lol. This chapter is a pretty long one. There wasn't as much heavy angst in it as the last so I needed to make up for it some how. Don't worry. Plenty of heavy angst coming. Thanks for all the reviews. For some reason I can only see some on the story and the rest are only popping up in my email.

madammayor28- Don't worry. It pisses me off in other stories when Chloe fucks up and Beca just forgives her. I honestly don't know who Beca will end up with at the end of this story. It will definitely be a Bella though, you're right, it'd be weird for anyone else. Do I know if Beca will take Chloe back eventually? I honestly have no clue. Like I said, just feeling it out. But I do plan on making Chloe pay. I want her to be even more broken than Beca at some point. I really need to see her suffer. Like, bad.

Anyways. Thanks guys for following. Hope this long chapter makes up for the little angst. Just needed to show how Beca has been 'coping' around other people. Also needed a way for people to find Beca to get this story goin.

Enjoy.

Lies and heartbreak.

Chloe finally got out of bed at 7 in the morning. She knew what she had to do. She spent the entire night thinking about it. It was now time to put that plan into action. She knew the girls would be furious, but she finally let herself hope that they wouldn't abandon her. That was the only thing that got her through her nerves. Hope. She sent out a group text. She wanted to make sure all of the girls heard at once.

*Group chat*

Chloe- Hey guys, we need to set up a time for all of us to skype together. I have some things I need to get off my chest and I need you all to hear it at the same time. I love you guys.

Stacie- This about Beca? Time for you to get over that bitch! Fuck her!

Flo- I'm free all day. Juice truck in the shop.

Amy- Stace, no offense, stfu. Any time Chlo. Just say when.

The rest of the chat went about the same way. They all finally agreed to a chat at noon. Aubrey of course agreed to be there with Chloe. Neither of them had to work that day, so Aubrey spent most of the morning trying to keep Chloe calm.

Come noon, Chloe was hyperventilating. Aubrey couldn't really blame her, if the roles were reversed, she's sure she'd have the house covered in vomit by now. "Ok Chlo, I'm gonna fire up skype. Just breathe. We can start slow. Just say hi. Ok?"

"Yeah" Chloe let out between gasps. "Let's just get this over with."

Aubrey brought Skype up and the girls all started calling in. One by one everyone said their helloes. "Ok guys, give Chloe time to say her piece before you all start jumping in please." They all agreed. Aubrey looked at Chloe and gave her a nod. She sat to her side but was still in view of the camera.

"Ok guys," Chloe said "this isn't going to be easy to tell you, and it's not going to be easy for you to hear. I need you all to know I love you very much. Please let me say what I have to say, and then I will listen to absolutely everything any of you have to say."

The girls nodded.

"Ok. So as you all know. Three years ago, Beca left." She saw anger and confusion hit all of their faces. Except Amy's. There was only sadness there. "Most of you, if not all of you, think it was her fault. The truth is, it was all on me. I'm just going to be blunt about it. Beca walked in on me cheating on her."

"What the fuck Chloe!?" Amy yelled. The rest of the girls just had shick written across their faces, even Stacie.

"Please AMy, I'm so sorry. Just let me talk please! I need to get this all out." Chloe let her tears fall. "I'm so sorry to all of you. It is my fault you lost her. And I know you may end up saying that it's still her fault because she let all of you go, but try and remember how Beca was when we first met her. Can you really see it going any differently? Maybe if we had broken up on better terms, sure. But not with how it happened. I'm not going to try and justify my cheating. There is no way it was right, no matter what was going on. And I can't even try to explain why I didn't tell you guys. I just-" Chloe sighed "I had already lost Beca. I didn't want to lose you guys too. That is the only reason I have. I am so sorry."

Amy didn't even try to talk. She just let some tears fall and then hung up. Most of the girls just said to give them time and hung up as well. The only ones who stayed on were Stacie and Lilly. Lilly just sat there and stared. It was starting to scare Chloe until Stacie piped in. "So you're telling me, all this time, you let me hate Beca? You let me believe that she fucked up and broke her heart? Chloe! I was mad at her because she had given her dad so much shit for cheating and I thought she was a hypocrite! How could you do that? You knew how she was! You knew she would leave if she found out! Is that what you wanted? Were you too chicken shit to just leave? You had to force her to be the one to leave? Is that it?" Stacie was fuming. Her face almost as red as Chloe's hair, tears streaming down her cheeks. Stacie loved Beca. She looked up to her. She was just as confident as Stacie, only in different ways. Stacie admired that. She thought Beca tricked her all along. That was why she took it so hard. It's difficult to watch your idol crumble.

"Stace I swear that's not what I wanted to happen! I love- I mean, I loved her. I never mea-"

Stacie hung up. Lilly just kept staring until Aubrey piped in. "Lilly, do you have something you need to say?" Lilly just hung up.

Chloe sobbed and Aubrey pulled her into her side. "It's ok,sweetie. Just give them time. They'll forgive you. They love you. They're just shocked, that's all."

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Beca finally woke up, after drinking so much the day before. The anniversary was always the worst and she was glad it was over. She still had a few days off from work, just like every year. The only thing she felt was the throbbing in her head. It was kind of nice. Just having something to feel, other than emptiness. Beca never contemplated cutting, but she could definitely see why some choose that route. She just couldn't stand the seeing that much of her own blood. Other people's? Sure. Not her own though. Her self harm was going all the way to her liver. She wouldn't be surprised if it shut down within the next five years. She's pretty sure she's the main reason the local liquor store is still in business.

As she got up, she decided to skip the aspirin just to feel the throb a while longer. As she descended the stairs, she heard a familiar voice in her foyer. "No. I'll tell her. Just keep your mouth shut about it."

"Good morning Donald. Why are you in my house and shouting. I have three days left of vacation." Donald was a guy she went to college with. He was a Treblemaker. The sworn enemies of the Bellas. Well, that was until the end of her freshman year. Donald and her were never close, and he graduated the end of her first year. She ran into him two years ago, right when she was looking for a manager. He had made a pretty good name for himself, and she didn't have any memories of him really. She decided to give him a chance, considering him and Jesse (her ex) weren't close either. Donald was very much into his own thing, and Beca could respect that. She trusted him to do what was best for her because the more money she made, the more money he made. And that's what makes the world go round right?

"Hey Mitchell. Sorry. I know you're on your vacation. There's an issue. That's what I was on the phone yelling about."

"Ok? And do you plan on telling me what the issue is? Or are you going to make me guess between the millions of different possibilities."

"Ha. Funny. No. Well. You see. Uh." Donald was stuttering. He never stutters. This might actually be bad and not just Donald screaming about Beca's intern breaking another keyboard. "So. The thing is Beca. Remember that DJ you brought home with you a few weeks ago?"

Yep. She knew where this was going. Well. She had a pretty good idea anyways. This chick wanted money, or she would tell the whole world how much Beca drank and how she wouldn't kiss her. She only fucked her then kicked her out. It's happened a few times. She never pays, and the girls always fold. "How much does this one want? A million? Two million? My label signed over to her?" She grinned and sipped her coffee, the 'emotion' never reaching her eyes. She's good at faking. If it were someone that knew her well, they'd know it wasn't real. But she cut everyone off that really knew her. No one in her life knew she wasn't happy. Not a single soul, and Beca liked it that way.

"Well. She doesn't actually want anything. She kind of took pictures of you two in bed. If you ever actually looked at you social media, you'd see. She tagged you in all of it. Instagram. Twitter. Snapchat. Hell, even Facebook. People still use that shit, can you believe it? Anyways. She has the whole world believing you two are together."

Well. That's new. "Do I look good?"

"What?" Donald said, legitimately looking confused.

"Do I look good? In the picture. Do I look good?"

Donald rolled his eyes. "Uh well. You're laying on your stomach but you can tell you definitely don't have clothes on. You can only see the side of your face so. You know what. Just look at it. It's everywhere." Donald handed Beca his phone knowing that she wouldn't do it herself.

"Eh not too bad. She's not too bad either. Guess my beer goggles were pretty clear that night."

"Why are you not freaking out? This bitch is crazy!"

Beca sighed and rolled her eyes. "Donald. I don't really give a shit what this chick has to say. People are going to believe what they want to believe. The minute I have another itch that needs scratched, I'll be sure to confiscate their phone."

"Oh my god, Mitchell, you can't just let this slide. You need to make a public statement. You need to say something. This girl has the whole world believing you two are together. She could say all kinds of shit about you that isn't true and the world would believe her. All because of that stupid picture!"

Beca sat on her couch and Donald followed. "Ok Donald. You clearly care about this, so what do you want me to do? You know I don't do interviews. Never have. I don't do press conferences. I don't do talk shows. None of it. And I'm not going to start now. So what do you suggest?"

Donald smiled. He was hoping Beca would say that. He had the perfect plan. Of course, it benefited him as well. "So, since you don't like doing interview but people won't believe a tweet is coming from you, we are going to make a video and post it on every platform we can think of. I will be in it with you, that way you don't have to do all the talking. But first I need you to make yourself look presentable. You look like shit."

Beca rolled her eyes. Of course this was his goal. He wanted his face in front of the camera. She didn't mind though. As long as he did her right, she'd boost him up as long as he wanted. She didn't care about the fame. She didn't care about anything. She made music because she was good at it and that was all she knew. She had to eat and have a roof over her head. Music provided that. Granted, it provided and huge roof and great food, but she would be just as- whatever the hell she was- eating Taco Bell every night in a studio apartment. But she's pretty sure she couldn't even flip a burger. So she just stuck with music.

Beca got up and went to walk back up her stairs. "Call Aiden. I'm not doing my own hair and makeup." Donald smiled. Some things never change.

Beca decided to go ahead and take a shower. Might as well wash the grime of yesterday's alcohol induced sweat off of her. She knew she should be mad about what was going on. She knew this chick was crazy. Yet here she is, just doing what Donald wanted her to do.

As she showered, she tried forcing emotions out. If anything, anger should be the easiest. She thought about all the people that fucked her over in her life. All the people that left. Her best friend when she was eight, turned on her and started bullying her with the other popular kids. Her high school boyfriends and girlfriends, although they kind of made of popular. Guys thought a bi chick was hot. And let's face it. Straight girls like to experiment, and Beca was very willing. Straight girl crushes are hard to get over though. Her dad leaving. Her mom dying. Jesse leaving. Sheila leaving her dad, which meant her as well. The girl, Toni, who she dated between Jesse and Chloe. She winded up being a bitch but she left Beca as well. Then came Chloe. All the others didn't compare to her. Beca didn't want to fall in love. Not after what happened between her mom and dad. That's probably why Jesse and Toni left. But Chloe didn't let Beca push her away. She forced her to see the good in people.

That's why Chloe cheating, broke her. She knew people sucked. Knew it in her bones. No one actually cared enough about another person in order for true love to exist. If Chloe Beale could screw her over, then anyone could. But Chloe tricked her. Made her believe it was real. For three whole years, Beca was stupidly happy. Now she couldn't even get back to how she felt before she met Chloe. At least she felt something back then. She felt cocky. Angry. Stressed. At times she was happy. Sad. All kinds of emotions, but she never let herself feel love. She should've listened to herself. She should've ran from Chloe. At least she'd still be able to feel joy. She might even be able to sing. She's just a shell now.

As she thought about all these things, she just felt more and more numb. She wasn't even sure how it was possible. How can someone with no emotions, feel even less? Then she realised that the water was freezing. "Oh" She turned the water off and go out. As she got dressed, her whole body trembled. Turns out, she was in the shower for over an hour. Which is why all the hot water was gone.

Once she was dressed, she went downstairs. Aiden patiently waiting with his work station set up in her den. Donald typing away at his laptop. Probably announcing the upcoming video. "Hey Aiden. Ready to turn me into a real girl? Make me all pretty?"

"Oh honey. I don't have to do much" Aiden said as he turned to look at Beca. "Christ!"

"No. Just Beca. But I can see why you'd think so." Beca smirked at him.

"Oh honey! Haven't you been sleeping? Those circles look make you look like you've been punched in both eyes!"

"You're so damn dramatic! I just drank too much last night." Beca said as she sat in his chair.

"And how is that different from any other night?" Aiden. Always the voice of dramatics.

"Well." Beca smiled. "Usually I can't start drinking until I'm out of the office. Yesterday, I didn't have anyone to give me dirty looks and scold me. So I got to drink all day, plus my usual night drinking."

Aiden just rolled his eyes and got to work. Two hours later, Beca was a new woman. Well not really, she was just shinier. Looked less tired.

"Ok Donald. Ready to get the show on the road?"

"Damn Mitchell! No wonder you keep him around! I knew there was a reason people found you attractive." Donald patted himself on the back for that one. Beca had to admit it was pretty good. "Anyways. Yeah I'm ready. I figured we could do this live on YouTube and then share it everywhere else. Your fans will believe it more, if we don't have time to edit anything."

"So let me get this straight. You want me to just wing it? You? My manager?"

"Um yeah. That's kinda the plan. And I've already announced it everywhere, so you can't back out now."

"I wasn't planning on it. I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing. There's a reason I don't do interviews after all."

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Aubrey had been trying to keep Chloe off of her phone after she got done skyping the girls. She had seen where Beca was dating someone. She was happy for Beca. For three years, she hadn't heard of her friend being with anyone. Which was very surprising because Beca made it big and the paparazzi seemed to follow everything she did, but nothing was ever said of her love life. She was glad that Beca was still able to let someone in, but Chloe was already having a horrible day and she wasn't sure how she would take it.

Chloe was surfing through YouTube on her laptop when she noticed that Beca was trending. She clicked the link. Her manager said they would be live streaming at 5pm to discuss Beca's current love life. Chloe's heart sunk. She didn't realise Beca had a love life. She kept track of her. Made sure she was doing ok. Never once was there a mention of someone else. Of course there is dumb ass! It's been three fucking years! Did you really think she was just sitting there waiting for you! She's probably about to announce an engagement or something! Beca has always been private, of course she was able to keep her relationship out of the media! Chloe looked over to Aubrey who was staring at her like she saw a ghost.

"Chloe. Don't." Aubrey said, scared as hell that Chloe was about to have another attack. She had watched Chloe pull up YouTube. She thought it would be safe. It's fucking YouTube for crying out loud. But when she looked over Chloe's shoulder, she saw the headline and froze.

"I'm fine. Perfectly fine. I'm just going to shower." Chloe stood up and headed for the bathroom. Yeah, she showered the night before, but she felt dirty all over again.

Aubrey went over to the laptop. She saw the announcement and checked her watch. Three minutes until 5 PM. Fuck it. Chloe's in the shower anyways. Might as well see what the midget is up to.

Aubrey clicked on the link and found that she was one of the thousands of viewers waiting. As soon as 5 hit, Beca's face appeared. Along with someone who looked really familiar but Aubrey couldn't place him.

Beca looked amazing. Not a hair out of place. Smile plastered on her face. Aubrey could tell it wasn't a genuine smile though. She knew Beca's smile, and that wasn't it. She chalked it up to being nerves. She knew Beca didn't do interviews. She had looked plenty of times.

*VIDEO*

B- "Hey guys. Beca Mitchell here. So there have been some things being said about me, and I just wanted to clear the air."

D- "Yeah, so as you all may know, my name is Donald and I'm Beca's manager. We decided a public video was the best way to explain the situation." Donald turned to look at Beca. "Why don't you tell everyone about this so called girlfriend of yours?"

B- "Thanks Donald, well, to clear things up, I do not have a girlfriend. Period. Yes, the girl who threw that picture out there for you all to see, was in my bed. To be blunt. We had sex. That's it. I don't know how she got the impression that I wanted anything more, considering she was out of my house within 10 minutes of me waking up, but that's the truth. I don't do relationships. I don't do drama. And I definitely don't do love."

D- "Is there anything else you'd like to add? Maybe give your fans some insight into that gifted head of yours?"

B- "Yeah actually. To anyone who plans on doing something similar in the future, just remember, it won't end up any differently than it did today. I've had plenty of people who tried to take advantage of the fact that I slept with them. It's not going to work. I don't care what you threaten me with. I have fun. And occasionally I hook up with people. But that's it. That's all it will ever be. Don't come looking for money, or fame, or love, because you won't get it from me. It's as simple as that. On a lighter note, I appreciate all of my fans and just a little heads up, Ariana's newest album will be dropping next month."

Donald and Beca both waved at the camera before stopping the feed.

Aubrey sat there in shock. Now she remembered exactly who Donald was. Why the hell did Beca have a Treblmaker as her manager? Why the hell was he allowed in her life when the Bellas weren't? Was she back with Jesse? No. Couldn't be. She wouldn't be admitting to sleeping with people if she were. Plus he turned into a duech after he dumped Beca. Why did Beca not have a hint of emotion in her eyes? Surely this chick lying about being with her would've pissed Beca off. It would've pissed the Beca she knew off, that's for sure. Did Beca really change that much? It's only been three years. Could someone change that much?

Aubrey shook her head and went off to her room. She wasn't going to wait another 6 days before finding Beca. Chloe didn't take near as long to tell the girls as she thought she would. Nothing holder her back now. She had been carrying this guilt inside her for far too long.

As she reached bedroom to pack, her phone started singing like crazy. She quickly dug her phone out of her pocket and looked at the texts coming in. They were all on the group chat that Chloe had added her to earlier.

Stacie- "Why the hall is Donald with Beca?"

Fat Amy- "Does it really matter? Did you see her? She looked awful!"

CR- "Were we watching the same video, because shawty looked hot as hell!"

Fat Amy- "ok well physically, yes, fabulous. But. She was just so blah! She kinda gave me the chills. Her voice was so empty! Barely recognized my Shawshank."

Ashley- "Maybe she's just tired. I'm sure she's super busy."

Jessica- "Yeah Ash is right."

Lilly- "I ate nachos earlier. They tasted like death!"

Emily- "Guys I'm sure she's fine. She just doesn't like the spotlight all that much. I mean, she doesn't even sing anymore. Maybe she's just nervous."

Fat Amy- "Legacy! Stop talking! The grown ups are conversing right now. Just sit back and observe."

Stacie- "I still want to know what's up with Donald. I don't even remember her hanging out with him back in Barden."

Aubrey- "You're right Stace. I thought it was weird too. I'm going to go look for her. I really just need to talk with her. Somehow."

Lilly- "I could make Donald talk. Tell you where she's at."

Aubrey- "Really? Like in a totally legal, non threatening way? I really have no idea where to start except 'LA'. When you google her label, it doesn't even give you an address."

Lilly- "..."

Aubrey sighed and tucked her phone back in her pocket. Chloe came walking into her room as she was throwing clothes in her suitcase.

"Where are you going Bree?!" Chloe said, slight panic lacing her voice.

"I told you Chlo. I'm going to LA. I'm gonna make this right with Beca. It's just something I have to do."

"Yeah, but you said a week Aubrey! This is a day! One day!" Chloe was officially freaking the fuck out. She just found out that Beca was seeing someone else. Probably engaged to someone else. She needed her best friend but her best friend was off to see her ex! What the actual fuck?

"Chloe. I need you to listen to me. There is no reason to hold this off any longer. Beca may not need the rest of us, but we need her. She is a part of us and ever since she left, none of us have felt whole. For you, it's unavoidable. I know that. You broke up. But the rest of us didn't have a say in the matter." Aubrey walked over to Chloe and pulled her into a tight hug. "I love you Chlo. Maybe you should go too. You used to be bestfriends after all. It may take a while. But maybe you can have her in your life again. I know that would make you happy."

Chloe sobbed into Aubrey's shoulder. She knew she was right. She missed Beca more and more each day. "It's not like I can just up and leave Bree. I have responsibilities here."

"Oh what, and I don't? Chloe I'm a fucking doctor. I have patients who are going to have to see other doctors because their primary took a random fucking sabbatical."

"A sabbatical?! What?! You're leaving for a fucking year?! What the hell Aubrey?!"

"Chloe, do you really think I can talk Beca into being around me and the rest of the Bellas in just a few days? It took a whole year for us to become just ok with each other!"

Chloe sobbed. "I can't do it Aubrey! I can't be without my best friend for a whole year!"

"Chloe. Snap out of it! It's not like we won't see each other. You can come visit anytime you want. And I will come back regularly to check on the house. I am renting it out. The new tenants already have their keys and will be moving in here in two weeks. All I'm taking with me is my clothes. They're going to use the furniture and everything already here. You can use my car if you want. I know you like it better anyways."

"Tenants? Jesus, Aubrey! How long have you been planning this?"

Aubrey sighed. "Six months."

"Six months? And you're just now springing this on me? Do I really mean so little to you?!" Chloe fell on the ground sobbing. Curled in the fetal position.

Aubrey rolled her eyes and squatted down to put her hand on Chloe's back. This girl is so damn dramatic. "Chloe. Chloe look at me." Aubrey huffed. "God damn it Chloe Beale open your eyes and look at me!" Aubrey snapped. Chloe relented and looked at her. "Chloe. You know I love you. You're my best friend. My sister. But this isn't about you. It's not even about my guilt any more. After seeing that video, I finally realized I put this off for far too long. This is about Beca. She needs help. And I may not be the person she'd expect or want to be there for her, but I'm going to be anyways."

"Video? What video?"

Aubrey sighed and slumped her shoulders. "Just get back on YouTube Chloe. Watch the video. I have to go."

By the time Aubrey was finally able to leave her house, she had received multiple texts from the group chat. All from Lilly. She let the whole group know where Beca lived and where her studio was at. She also got the make and model of all of her cars. The names of the people on her security team. Her secretary's name. And Donald's number. She couldn't get Beca's, but Aubrey was thankful for what she got, and didn't even consider asking Lilly how she got all of the information.

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It was about midnight. Beca had finally gotten rid of Donald at about 10. He just had to stay long enough to know the fans' reactions to the video. He needed to make sure Beca didn't piss too many people off with her careless words. To both of their surprise, the fans seemed to love it. They loved how Beca was so blunt. They loved how she owned her sexuallity and didn't let anyone bring her down about it. Donald was extremely pleased and left. Beca just decided to start drinking. She had stayed sober all day and she was starting to shake, can't have that.

At precisely 12:05, there was a knock on her door. She had only been drinking for 2 hours so she was kind of tipsy but definitely not drunk yet. She thought Donald may have forgotten something so she went and answered the door. Next thing she knew she was being slapped across the face, quite hard, and heard a familiar voice say "What the fuck, Beca!"

A/N Sorry not sorry for the cliffhanger. Really am sorry for any mistakes. No one to proof read for me. Stay tuned.