A/N Hey guys. Started making some headway here. Beca's got a long way to go though. She still hasn't worked through anything. But we have some feels here! Yay! So. Some of you on't like the way I've painted Chloe. Which is cool. Totally your opinion. No. I don't hate Chloe. I love Bechloe. But. I also love other ships with Beca. Sorry not sorry. There are plenty of Bechloe stories. Like. Tons. But I have been craving something different, and I couldn't find it. So I took matters into my own hands. If you aren't into revenge against Chloe, you should probably stop reading. Because this is going to get a lot worse for her.
Reviews are great and so so helpful. Let me know what you think. I love how some of you are voicing exactly how I'm feeling! I don't want to say who you are because I don't want to give too much away, but I love you lol.
Well. Hope you enjoy! Let me know.
Worth it.
"I seriously don't think that was a good idea Aubrey. I mean, I get that Beca will need to heal, but do you really think that now is the time to bring Chloe in? Beca won't even admit she has a problem."
"Stacie, listen. I know Chloe, ok? I know she's not going to show up tomorrow. We are going to help Beca as much as we can, but at some point, we aren't going to be enough. She will have to face the thing that hurt her most, and hopefully, when that time comes, Chloe will show up. I don't know what the hell is wrong with her. I honestly can't wrap my head around what she did to Beca. It's just not her."
"Yeah, exactly! Does anyone really know her? I mean, I never thought she would do that either! That's why my first thought was that Beca cheated, because seriously? Who would suspect Chloe? No one. None of us did. We were all so quick to put the blame on Beca. All of us. As if she didn't spend years showing us who she was. Showing us how much she cared. And none of us even thought about it! None of us even asked! When she left, that just kind of sealed the deal for me you know? Like. 'Ok. She left. So she must be guilty.' But really, why would she have stayed when Chloe cheated? None of us thought about it."
"What do you mean?" Aubrey always thought Beca leaving was stupid. That was the one thing she did put on Beca's shoulders.
"Well. Who was the one that got Beca to join the Bellas? Chloe. Who was the first one that Beca really trusted? Chloe. Yeah, Amy and I were close to her, but not like Chloe. And just take out the fact that Beca shut down, right? Let's pretend she still cares for a minute. Her plan all along was to go to LA. She stayed in Georgia for Chloe. The only other one that lived there was you. When Chloe stepped out, where else would she go? To you? You're Chloe's best friend, Aubrey. So why stay there? LA was the only logical option. That was her dream. Now, as for her shutting all of us out? I don't know. I mean. I have to take her word for it. She just didn't care. And why fight for shit that you don't care about? She had to of known that we blamed her. And honestly, I think her subconscious still cared deeply for Chloe, which is why she didn't drag her through the mud to the rest of the Bellas. It was just easier to shut us out."
"So. Ok. Beca going to LA makes sense. But. You think she never said anything to any of you to protect Chloe? Really?" Aubrey was trying to wrap her head around everything Stacie was saying. "When the hell did you become so smart?"
"Bitch, please. I graduated college with a 4.0 GPA with a double major in biochemistry and business." Stacie always got defensive when it came to her brains. She knew she was beautiful, but everyone always underestimated her intelligence.
"What?! Seriously? Wow. Wait. So why business? What is it that you do?"
"Oh. Well currently I am advising on a few research projects in relation to Alzheimer's. But my end goal is to open up my own lab for research and development for all neurological diseases. I'm only advising right now so that I can work on my portfolio for a business loan. It's going to take a while for me to have all of the references I need to be backed by the scientific community. I only received my Ph. D. a year ago, so I'll be advising for a while. I've had a few offers for full time positions, but that's not really for me. I don't want to be tied down right now, and I make plenty of money doing what I do. And I can work remotely."
Aubrey kept her mouth shut after that. She had no idea Stacie was so driven. Aubrey's senior year wasn't really used to get to know the younger Bellas, and after that, the only time she was around Stacie was during reunions. That didn't offer Stacie and Aubrey much opportunity to chat.
"So, I know you're driving towards Enterprise, but I don't actually need to go there. I have a hotel and a car already. All of my stuff is at the Hilton."
"Wait. So why did you stay with Beca? And why is your car not at Beca's?"
"Oh. Well I took a cab because the rental wasn't going to get to the hotel until today, and I didn't want to wait. As for staying with Beca. Well. Once I saw her, I didn't want her to be alone. So I told her I didn't have a hotel. Glad I did too."
"You are full of surprises Stacie Conrad."
"Indeed. So I just need you to drop me off and then I'm going to grab all my shit and check out of the hotel. I'm going to stay with Beca." Stacie said matter of factly. She had no doubts in that part of her plan. She wasn't going to leave Beca alone.
"You say that as if she can't just tell you to leave."
"Oh, she can tell me all she wants, doesn't mean I'm going to do it."
Finally Aubrey pulled up to the Hilton and decided to help Stacie with her stuff. Might as well. She had nothing better to do at the moment.
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Once the doctor decided that Beca's wrist wasn't broken, she was left alone finally. She fixed herself a glass of whiskey since she declined pain medicine for her sprained wrist. She plopped down on the couch with her phone and decided to give Donald a call.
"Beca?"
"Yeah it's me. Thanks for calling the doc."
"Yeah of course. You good? Who's Stacie? Girl you picked up?"
"What? Stacie? No! She's a Bella dude."
"Bella? Seriously? I thought you left all that shit behind dude? That doesn't really mesh with your image. You're the mysterious Beca Mitchell."
"It's not exactly a secret that I was a Bella, Donald. All you have to do is google me."
"Yeah, but still. Come on."
"Donald, seriously? You were a Treble. Get over it."
"Whatever. Anyways. What'd the doc say?"
"Just a sprain dude. I'm fine."
"Yeah, you're always fine."
"Gross. No, dude. Don't say shit like that. So weird."
"Sorry, can't always just my mack off."
"Your mack? Really? Who the fuck are you and what have you done with my manager?"
"Anyways! I have some fresh meat coming into the office tomorrow and I'd really like you to meet her. Could you come in? Maybe cut your vaca short?"
"Yeah, sure whatever. Not before noon though."
"Not a problem. She's coming in at one. See you tomorrow?"
"Absolutely. Later, man." Beca hung up and started sipping her drink and playing candy crush. Very mind numbing activities for Beca's down time these days. About thirty minutes into it, she heard a knock on her door. "Seriously? Why don't people use the damn bell? And now I'm talking to myself. Fan fucking tastic." Beca rolled her eyes and got up to answer the door.
When Beca opened the door she was engulfed in a hug. "Shortstack! Shawshank! Big BM! By all the aca gods! I've missed you!"
"Jesus, Amy! I know it's been three years, but I still require oxygen to survive." Beca breathed out, but her heart swelled and next thing she knows she's crying.
Amy released her. "Shit, Beca. Are you ok? I didn't mean to hurt you. I don't know my own strength. Do you need mouth to mouth? Because CR isn't here and I'm not sure you could handle all this."
Beca continued to sob. "No. No I'm fine. I'm just happy. Oh my god. I'm happy. Why the fuck am I crying?"
"Um. Well. I don't really know. Maybe it's the alcohol? Jesus, Beca! I can smell you from here."
"Amy." Beca laughed. Like actually laughed. "Of course you can smell me. You're less than a foot away from me and I've been drinking."
"Seriously? Fuck it! Count me in. Got any vodka? I can make us some good shit."
"Uh. No. Sorry. Just whiskey." Beca said. The feeling was still there though. Not as strong, but still there. "I missed you dude. You're awesomely insane."
"Yeah, yeah. So you want to show me around or we just gonna stay here? If so I'm gonna need you to bring me a chair. I'm trying to watch my figure."
Some things never change. "Yeah sure. Come on."
As Beca showed Fat Amy around, Amy thought about what all she wanted to say. Stacie said Beca was in a bad place, but she needed to get some shit off her chest. "So. Beca. I know that you went through some shit a while ago. But. Why did you cut me off? I mean, I get the other girls, but we were Beca and Amy. Bamy. We were going to rule the world together."
Beca stopped in her tracks. This is the first time she actually felt horrible about the way she handled things. She tried to think of a way to explain things to Amy. The reasons seemed even more confusing now. "Honestly, dude. I don't even know anymore. At the time, it seemed like the right thing to do. I haven't cared about shit in so long. Like, for real. So fucking long. No shits given. But. Stacie showed up. Then Aubrey. Now you. And I'm starting to feel shit again and it's confusing and frustrating and I don't know what to do. For three years I've been trying, and all it's taken for me to be some semblance of a real fucking person, is for you assholes to show up."
"Uh. Beca. I don't know what you're talking about. But. I have a really fucked up family. And I decided a long time ago that you are my real family. SO. I'm going to choose to forgive your duechbagery. But. I just want to warn you. If you ever disappear on me again, I will hire Lilly to murder you. She'll do it for the right price. I don't think anyone is off limits for the right amount."
Beca sighed. The more time she spent with Amy, the more she felt like shit. "I really don't deserve your forgiveness dude. I used to push people away because so many people left me, and then I did the same thing to all of you. I'm such a hypocrite now that I think about it."
"Yeah. You kinda are. But that's ok. You fucked up. But you're worth forgiving. You're Beca effin Mitchell. And I love you."
Beca smiled at Amy with tears in her eyes. "I love you too, dude. Like. Really."
"Whoa calm your lesbian voodoo down! I can only take so much before you turn me! Think of all the men that would be devastated."
Beca laughed and then heard the doorbell ring. Finally! Beca walked to the front door from the kitchen, where Beca had ended Amy's tour. She opened it and all the air left her body. The Bellas were there. All of them. Besides Chloe of course.
"Damn it Amy! Check your phone! We were all going to show up as a unit!" CR said.
"I can take care of her if you want" Lilly said with a glint in her eye.
"That won't be necessary." Stacie said as she climbed the stairs to the house. "So glad I can hear you now. That could've been bad." Stacie beamed at Beca. "Hey B. Hope you don't mind. I invited some friends."
Emily started crying and pushed through to get to Beca and enveloped her into a hug. "I've missed you so much."
Beca hugged back tightly. "Missed you too, Legacy."
After that, all of the girls joined in on the hug.
"So, you gonna invite us in? Or are we going to have to bulldoze through you?" CR said.
"No. Yeah. For sure. Come in." Beca said, pulling away from Emily. "We can go to the living room."
"No den?" Stacie said.
"Well, as much as I love all this physical contact. The den is too cramped for all of you."
"I see the sarcasm hasn't gone anywhere. You know. In my country. If the leader of a gang wants to leave, the rest of the gang gets to chop off a body part of their choosing." Flo said.
"Jesus Flo. Can you wait to go at her until we all sit down?" Aubrey added.
"Why?" Jessica added. "No telling when we'll get the chance to say anything to her again. It's not like she doesn't have the means to disappear again."
"Whoa. Ok guys. Let's all just calm down. Ashley, turn it down a notch." Amy said.
"I'm Jessica."
"Right. Well. I had a 50/50 shot. Can't win em all."
"No, it's cool Amy." Beca said. "I deserve it. Let's do this. But I am going to sit down for it." Beca sat on one of the couches in her living room. She gestured for them all to have a seat. Stacie took the spot directly to her left and Amy on the right. Though Stacie was practically sitting on her lap.
"So. Stacie filled us all in on a conference call. All of us except for Amy. She wouldn't answer her phone. So. None of us are going to ask why you left. We all know. And we know what happened after. That's not why we're here. What's done is done. We're here because we love you, and we want to help." CR said looking as sympathetic as she could manage.
"Help with what?" Beca said trying to get Stacie to look her in the eyes.
"Beca, I know it's not the same, but I have dealt with addiction myself. And the Bellas helped me with it. So let us help you."
"I'm not an addict Cynthia Rose! I'm not gonna sit here for this." Beca went to stand up but Stacie jumped onto her lap and pushed her back down, straddling her lap and grabbing her face with both hands. Beca clammed up. Shock written all over her face.
"Cap. Please. I can smell it on your breath."
"Yeah Stacie! I hurt my wrist! I'm in pain."
Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Can it Mitchell! You have a problem!"
Beca tried to push Stacie off but she was slammed back into the couch. "Jesus Conrad! If you wanted in my pants, you didn't have to go through all this trouble. You just had to ask!"
Stacie rolled her eyes. Beca was so infuriating. "Just listen Beca. We're not going to let you go anywhere. Not this time. Might as well just accept it."
After two hours of back and forth between the girls, Beca finally accepted her fate. "What the fuck do you guys want from me? It's not like I'm not doing anything with my life! Look at me! Look at what I've accomplished! I'm not only surviving, I'm thriving! I've accomplished my dream. I'm good!"
"But are you happy?" Emily asked.
That shut Beca up. Tears formed in her eyes.
"It's ok, Beca. You've spent so long shutting everything and everyone out. Just let us help you." Stacie said while wiping the tears from Beca's cheeks.
"It's not like I meant to Stacie! I didn't make the conscious decision to shut off. It just happened." Beca sobbed and buried her face in Stacie's chest.
Stacie wrapped her arms as tight around Beca as she could. She wanted Beca to feel safe. "I'm sorry Beca. I should've been there. I'm so sorry."
All of the Bellas started looking around at each other. They didn't understand why Stacie was beating herself up so bad over it. Yeah, they all kind of felt bad about thinking the worst of Beca. But Stacie was taking it the hardest.
Stacie heard Beca mumbling. She pulled Beca up and looked her in the eyes. "What sweety? I couldn't hear you."
"I uh." Beca sniffled. "I think I have a problem."
The Bellas to the rescue! More to come! Stay tuned!