A/N- I'm back! I figured that it would be much easier to just put Bella and the Beast part two in the same story instead of starting another one. I hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think!

Bella and the Beast- Part two

Chapter 31

Chloe's POV

I take a deep breath, loving the smell of freshly cut grass. A few people give me a weird look but I just smile at them politely. If they had any clue what I've been through, they would understand. But they don't and they would never believe me if I told them.

How do you tell somebody that you're a seer and your wife is a werewolf but not only that, neither of us are considered normal within our species? You can't tell them that and I can't tell them anything else without that. Sighing, I shake my head and continue my walk through campus.

The semester hasn't started yet but Beca and I are getting our apartment ready. Most of our stuff is moved in and I wanted to look around campus one more time before it fills up with all of the college students. After Beca got out of the hospital, we both decided it would be better to just go to the local college. So we chose Barden University so I could stay close to my mom and Beca could continue working at the radio station. It's only a few miles away from the college and our apartment.

Mr. Swanson loved Beca's singing at graduation so he gave her a pay raise at the station to play some of her music. Plus, he got her a brand new DJ set so she could make more. She smiled awkwardly at him and they hugged, but that night, she cried while I held her. She never had so many people care about her and she told me that she never gave Mr. Swanson enough credit.

I smile as I think about Beca, just like I always do. We've only been married a few months, but it feels like it's always been that way. Well, I guess the biggest thing that's changed is my last name. Chloe Mitchell. Before our wedding, Beca told me I didn't have to, that I could keep my last name, but I wanted to. It only makes it more clear that I'm Beca's, to everybody. Well, it's more aimed at the humans who can't see the mark on my neck.

For a while, I walk the campus until I sit on a bench and people watch. It's one of my favorite things to do, especially when Beca is here. She likes to make up the funniest stories about them and I just go along with it, loving how she makes me laugh.

A man standing a few feet away catches my eye. He's young, probably around my age and is leaning against a tree, looking around the campus with an unreadable expression on his face. I turn my head a little, wondering what he's thinking.

-go over there. Maybe she won't reject you. There's a chance that she will actually like you. What if she doesn't though? I'll be humiliated. A deep voice floats through my head, making me jump. Is it...No way. I can't possibly know what he's thinking. The man looks over at me and starts my way. In just a couple of seconds, he reaches me and looks down shyly.

"Could I sit here?" He asks, his voice the same as the one in my head. I nod, rendered speechless from shock and he sits down, his hands fidgeting.

"I know that this is weird since we don't even know each other's name, but would you like to get a coffee with me sometime?" His expression is so hopeful and takes away some of the shock that I'm feeling.

"I'm sorry," I manage to say and hurry to finish when his face falls. "It's not you, I promise. You seem like a very nice man, but the thing is I'm married." He looks up, shocked and then glances at the ring on my finger.

"You're so young though."

"I know," I smile. "I get that a lot."

"So that's a definite no then?"

"I'm sorry," I shake my head and shrug.

"Whoever he is, I hope he knows how lucky he is to have such a beautiful wife." The man smiles nicely at me.

"I do know that," Beca says from behind me, startling the man, but not me because I could sense her.

"You're..um..that's…" The man looks back and forth between us and Beca laughs.

"Normally, I would be very offended if somebody hit on my wife, but you seem like a nice dude so I'll let it go."

"Sorry. Have a nice day." The man scurries away and Beca sits down next to me. We kiss and all my confused thoughts are wiped away, but not for long.

"Hey, Becs?" I frown, pulling away. "Something really weird just happened."

"What? Don't tell me you've never had a dude hit on you before. There's no fucking way that hasn't happened. You're beautiful and-"

"Beca, that's not what I'm talking about." She shuts up and looks at me to continue. "I read his mind."

"Um, Chlo, I love you and all, but if I have to, I will throw you into a mental hospital faster than you can say I'm crazy."

"Beca," I whine and she laughs. "I'm serious. I saw him over there and I just wondered what he was thinking about. Suddenly, I knew that he wanted to ask somebody out and then he came over and asked me."

"Hmm," Beca looks thoughtful for a second before snapping her fingers. "It could be your powers evolving. We both know that you're not a regular seer and this just proves it."

"You think so?" Beca nods and I look away, targeting a jogger running by. "Let's see…."

Breathe through the pain. Pain is good. The weight loss is even better. Come on Brenda. You can do it.

"Woah." I meet Beca's gaze before looking back at the woman. "You can do it!" She glances at me, giving me a huge grin before focusing back on running, now at a faster pace.

Some people are so nice. She thinks and I laugh.

"This is awesome!"

"Hell yeah it is," Beca cries and high fives me. "Wait, can you tell what I'm thinking?" I shrug.

"I'm not sure I want to try. Wouldn't you feel offended if I did that?"

"Pff," Beca scoffs. "It would just be another way for you to know just how much I love you." I smile and focus on her, trying to read her mind. Nothing comes up.

Can you read my mind yet? Her inquisitive voice floats through my head.

No, I think it's because we can communicate like this. There's no need for me to read your mind.

Oh okay. I LOVE YOU! Beca screams in my head and I push her, making her fly off the bench.

"Not so loud," I laugh and she joins in, knowing that I'm joking. She could scream and all I would hear is her warm, calming voice.

"What does this mean?"

"I don't know," Beca shrugs. "I really wish I did. There are so many unanswered questions, but I think that if we're patient, the answers will come to us."

"Yeah," I sigh, looping my arm through Beca's. "I guess you're right."

"Aren't I always?" She laughs as I shove her playfully. "For now though, let's have some fun with this."

Beca and I return to our apartment stumbling with laughter. For the last hour, I read people's minds and Beca went over to them, saying something along the lines of what they were thinking about. It freaked them out so much but mainly, they were weirded out by the fact that some random girl went up and talked to them.

"That last dude's face was hilarious," Beca laughs and I go to agree when my phone rings. I put my finger up and bring the phone to my ear.

"What's up Mr. swanson?"

"Chloe, you know that I hate the formality between us. Please, call me Eli."

"Sorry. So, what's up Eli?" I cringe even as I say it. Hopefully I'll get used to it but right now, it just feels weird.

"I heard that you were trying to ask the principle about the music groups that Barden had a while back. So I talked to the school board and they're fine with starting that up again."

"Thanks but it's a little too late since I'm in college now."

"I should've been more clearer," Mr. Swanson sighs. "The school board agreed to do but only if it's a college based club. They all figured that it would be less likely to end up like the last one even though you and I both know what actually happened."

My mind flashes back to that poor girl. She was bitten by a werewolf which is toxic to humans, making them go crazy. I read more about it after everything with Julian calmed down and learned how painful it is to be bitten. The toxin flows through the bloodstream, attacking everything in site, good and bad until it finally reaches your there it causes hallucinations and massive headaches. Finally, the person just snaps and if whatever they do doesn't get them killed, the toxin eventually finishes them off.

"So what do you think?" Eli snaps me out of my thoughts. "About starting up the acapella groups again?"

"Let me make a few calls," I tell him and we say goodbye. Beca gets started on cooking while I call Jesse and ask him about it. He had shown some interest when he learned about what I wanted to do and it's only right to see what he thinks. Thankfully, he agrees that it's a great idea.

"I think that I'm going to start up the Treblemakers again," Jesse practically squeals. "You know how long I've been wanting to do this? Thank you so much Chloe."

"Thank your dad."

"What are you going to do? Maybe start the High Notes again?" I grimace.

"I think that needs to stay right where it is; buried in those boxes like they never existed."

"So what then? Is there some other group you can open back up?"

"No," I draw out. "I was thinking more of creating my own group." After that, I hang up and text all my friends before calling Mr. Swanson back.

"So I was thinking," I start, not sure how to go about doing this. "Instead of me starting up an old group, how about I start my own?"

"That sounds great Chloe. What name did you have in mind?"

"This group, I want it to be a way for everybody to be themselves and we can't quite do that since you know, not everybody knows about the supernatural. I already talked to them and the girls have agreed to be a part of this. Since all of them know, this will be a way that we can talk freely about things and have fun singing. I feel like I owe it to my great grandmother to name this after her since she went through what I went through. So, this groups name is going to be the Barden Bellas."

"The Barden Bellas?" Mr. Swanson contemplates. "I like it. I'll get started right away talking to the college about it."

"Thank you so much."

"It's really no problem." We hang up and I turn to Beca who is watching me with her hands on her hips.

"I'm going to go ahead and guess that you want me to be a part of this group?" Biting my lip, I nod but Beca shakes her head. "No way. I don't sing Chloe."

"Pff. I beg to differ. You sang at graduation perfectly fine. Plus, with your expertise in music, we could be awesome."

"But Chloe," Beca whines, stomping her foot and I walk over to her, putting my hands on her shoulders.

"Pretty please. I will do anything if you do this for me."

"Anything?" Beca wiggles her eyebrows.

"Yes, anything."

"Well, when you put it that way, than yeah. I'll do it."

I squeal. "This is going to be aca-awesome"

"Oh god," Beca groans but I ignore her and grab her hands.

"Hush. I think you're going to like it." Beca shrugs and sends a wicked smile my way, causing butterflies to stir in my stomach.

"I don't know about that, but I do know that I like the 'you doing anything' part."