Chapter 11: A New Song To Sing

The crowd went wild as Trio stepped out on stage. "Hey everyone!" Beca said into the microphone. "How are you all doing tonight?" She was met with a huge roar of cheers and screams. She smiled at Allison, her mom, and her group of friends which included Emily, Stacie, Aubrey and Chloe. "Tonight is a very special night. Tonight is the first show that my mom has come to. To celebrate, I'm going to perform a new song that we've been working on. Does that sound good?" Once again she was met with a loud wave of cheers. "Alright, this one is called 'Wild Heart.'" The band then began to play and Beca smiled as the crowd started swaying to the rhythm of the song.

"Wild Heart"- Bleachers

"They closed the parkway late last night.

And as I sat with the echoes of lies that I told.

I felt young, never changed by crooked hearts.

So put the shotgun back in the glove.

Come on and wait another year for dream far away.

To come home, to be brave.

Well everything has changed

And now it's only you that matters

I will find any way to your wild heart."

Beca smiled as some people in the crowd took out their phones and turned on their flashlights, waving them in the air as they swayed back and forth. The brunette played the guitar for a few moments before going into the next part of the song.

"They boarded up the windows and the doors to my house.

No one will ever read the letters or the lies that I told.

From the years I was changed by crooked hearts
Why did they have to go and do us like that?Why did they have to go and run from the dream far away?

Were we there? Was I brave?

To think everything must die for anyone to matter.

I've got to find any way to your wild heart.

I will find any way to your wild heart.

I will find any way to your wild heart.

Well, everything has changed and now I can't tell what matters.

I will find any way to your wild heart, your wild heart.

Your wild heart, your wild heart.

Your wild heart, your wild heart.

Your wild heart, your wild heart."

As the song ended, the crowd cheered. Beca smiled and looked at her bandmates before turning back to the crowd. She spotted her mother cheering and clapping. Beca couldn't help but feel a couple tears welling up in her eyes, finally she had a parent here. It meant the world to Beca to have her mom here. It wasn't because Cala could possibly persuade her father to let Beca go to LA; it just felt good to know at least one of her family members was supporting her.

Later in the show, the group was almost done with their set. They only had a couple songs left to perform and Beca was about to sing the one she'd written for the mystery girl. She stepped up to the microphone and pulled on her electric guitar. "Alright guys, so this is a new song. It's a love song that's little different from the songs we usually perform. This is a song that talks about loving someone who may never love you back. We've all been there," she said with a chuckle. "So, here's our new song. It's called 'Flower.'"

Benji began to play a beautiful little tune on his acoustic guitar before Beca stepped up to the microphone and started to sing.

Flower- by Cody Simpson

"I know I'll never be the apple of your eye,

But I'll pick you a flower, if you like.

I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky,

But I'll pick you a flower, if you like.

She loves me, she loves not.

She says she loves me.

Has she forgotten that she loves me?

Love me one more time.

I know I'll never be the apple of your eye,

But I'll pick you a flower, if you like."

Beca smiled as the crowd swayed to the song, watching a certain redhead specifically. The brunette was curious if the redhead was figuring all of this out. That it was her who the song was for, and that even though Beca was happy with Allison, Chloe would always be the girl in the back of Beca's mind.

"Cause I meet you down by the side of the road

Where the sunset glows and the garden grows.

I got one pair of shoes with twenty holes in the toes.

And I would walk twenty miles just to get to those blue eyes.

If you will smile for me to my surprise,

I would stay for a while to see what comes next.

Or we could take off our clothes and have

Long conversations in French, uh-huh, uh-huh.

I know I'll never be the apple of your eye.

But I'll pick you a flower, if you like.

I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky.

But I'll pick you a flower, if you like

"Let's go."

As Beca strummed the guitar, playing the solo perfectly as the crowd cheered and clapped a little but then went quiet again, continuing to sway back and forth with the music. Beca briefly glanced at Chloe before looking to her mother and then Allison, smiling at her girlfriend before starting to sing again.

"Roses are red, violets are blue.

But it's true, I'd be too if I don't have you.

So I just chill up on the hill picking daffodils,

Making wishes about you missus.

Because I know I'll never be the apple of your eye,

But I'll pick you a flower."

As she strummed the final chord of the song, the crowd went wild for the song. Beca looked over at her mother, who was cheering for her daughter louder than anyone else. She then looked at Allison, biting her lip and winking at the girl.

While Beca was looking the other way, Chloe stood there. Entranced by Beca's song, she tried to put together who the mystery girl may be. During the song, whenever Beca looked her way, Chloe couldn't help but feel a shudder of butterflies flapping in her stomach.

The redhead watched as Beca stood up on the stage and gazed at Allison. There was a slight twinge in her stomach once again as she watched this, but the redhead pushed those feelings away. There was no need for her to be jealous of Allison. The blonde made Beca happy, and Chloe had Chicago anyways. So why was she feeling this way?

After the concert was over, Beca had the rest of their friend group and her mom come backstage. "Great show tonight, you three!" Aubrey said, smiling before hugging each of them individually, hanging onto Jesse a bit longer.

"Great show, babe," Emily said, kissing Benji quickly on the lips and giving him a hug.

"You looked so sexy up there tonight, babe," Allison said, smiling and kissing Beca once she got backstage. Beca smiled and leaned into the kiss a little, resting her hands on Allison's waist as she did so.

The two girls were interrupted by Cala clearing her throat. They broke apart, and Beca looked down shyly as she began to blush. "Sorry about that, Mom."

Cala chuckled and shook her head. "I was just kidding with you, sweetie," she said, walking forward and hugging her daughter tightly. "You were incredible up there tonight. Words can't describe how proud of you I am," the woman whispered in her daughter's ear.

"You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that, Mom," Beca mumbled against her mother's shirt as the two of them embraced. "All I've really ever wanted was to have you and or Dad come to my shows. I know I was difficult at times, but I just wanted to prove to you that me going to LA wasn't a pointless hope to have."

"And it's not a pointless hope to have. You're incredibly talented, sweetie. You proved that tonight while you were performing your heart out up on that stage," Cala said, smiling and looking at her daughter fondly. "You going to LA is nowhere near a pointless hope. You have what it takes to make it in the big world, and while I am scared for you to leave the nest and go off on your own, I know that you're going to do great things."

"Thank you mom, thank you so much," Beca said, hugging her mother once again before putting her arm around Allison.

Chloe then came in to congratulate the band on a successful performance. "You guys were amazing!" She said, giving everyone hugs before turning to Beca and Allison. "Beca, those new songs were incredible. I don't know how you do it."

The brunette smiled at the redhead. "Thank you," she said, blushing a little bit. "Writing 'Flower' was one of harder songs to write, but I'm glad you enjoyed the show."

"Saying that I enjoyed the show is an understatement. I loved every minute of it. You were amazing up there, Beca. And saying that you were just amazing is also an understatement," Cala replied.

"I have to agree with your mother on that one," Chloe said, smiling at Beca. "You shine brighter than anyone I know Beca," She stated genuinely.

"Thank you," Beca said. A small smile spread across her face as she and Chloe shared a moment of just looking at each other. Man, Beca had it bad for her. And she wondered if Chloe had figured out that "Flower" was about her.

Later that night, everyone went to the Mitchell house for a party hosted by Cala. Chloe watched Beca and Allison throughout the night, feeling her heart wrench every time the two girls kissed or did something else that was coupley.

Beca was currently kissing Allison's neck. "You look so hot right now, babe," She whispered in Allison's ear. Her hand ran along the girl's thigh smoothly. "I've been imagining doing all the things I want to do to you," She said, rubbing two fingers on the backside of Allison's 's knee.

Allison moaned softly at this, biting down on her lip to keep herself as quiet as possible. "What things do you want to do to me?" She asked the brunette, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I want to do things to you that'll make you scream my name," Beca whispered before nibbling on Allison's earlobe, knowing that would give her girlfriend a good idea of what Beca wanted.

Chloe saw them whispering to each other, she had only kept her eyes on Beca this whole time. Why was she suddenly so concerned with Beca relationship with Allison, that was something she couldn't figure out. She wanted Beca to be happy, but at the same time she couldn't bring herself to watch Beca and Allison together.

Allison closed her eyes and turned her head to the side so Beca had better access as she moved her lips from her earlobe to her neck. "Mmm, I think I know what you mean now," the blonde murmured.

"Do you want to head up to my room and leave these guys for awhile?" Beca asked, her chest heaving fairly noticeably as lust started spreading throughout her body. Her two fingers continued to rub against the back of Allison's knee as she spoke.

Allison hesitated for a moment, looking around the room at the others. "I don't know if your friends will notice that we're gone, but what about your mom?" The blonde said, turning back to face Beca.

"She's going out to get the pizza, so she won't be back for at least thirty minutes," Beca whispered, smirking. "If you don't want to, that's okay. But if you do want to, now is our chance," She said, leaning in and kissing Allison on the cheek.

Allison smiled and then stood up, taking Beca's hand and walking out of the living room. As soon as they were in the hallway, the blonde pulled the brunette closer and they began kissing as they made their way upstairs to Beca's bedroom.

Chloe was the only one to notice when Beca and Allison left the room, and she could feel her gut dropping as if she were on a rollercoaster. She got up to go out to the back deck, breathing in the fresh air as she tried to figure out why she got so uncomfortable when she was around Beca and Allison. She wasn't homophobic, and she wanted Beca to be happy, so why was she feeling this way?

Back inside, Emily looked away from the TV show that she, Benji, Jesse, and Aubrey were watching and saw that Chloe was no longer in the room with them. "Hey, where's Chloe?" Emily whispered to Benji, who was sitting beside her on the couch with his arm around her shoulder.

"I don't know. Maybe she went to the bathroom," Benji whispered back, rubbing her shoulder. "You can go look for her if you want."

Emily stood up and went to go look for the redhead. She raised her eyebrow when she saw Chloe sitting in a chair on the back deck, looking up at the stars. "Hey," Emily said as she walked out to join her. "What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?"

Chloe didn't hear the door open, so she was startled by Emily and jumped a little. The redhead then chuckled a little as the other girl sat down next to her before looking back up at the night sky. "Nothing much, really. I just wanted to get some fresh air."

"Oh, okay," Emily said with a nod her head. "Yeah, it is pretty crowded in there. I can see why you needed to get out for a moment," She then took a deep breath and looked up at the stars. "How are things with Chicago going?" She asked. "You two have been together for about two months now, right?"

Chloe nodded her head, a small smile spreading across her face. "Things are going great. How's it going with Benji?" The redhead asked.

"Amazing, actually. He's so sweet. We're going to try long distance when he goes off to college, so hopefully that works," Emily stated, leaning back against her chair. "The concert tonight was great, wasn't it? Beca certainly knows how to write songs. Which one was your favorite?"

"All of the songs are so good. I don't know if I can pick a favorite," Chloe said, shrugging her shoulders. "I did like that new song she played tonight. I don't know if I've ever heard her play a song like that before."

"Yeah, it was different, but it was beautiful. I really loved her lyrics, they were so clever. I have to say, 'Flower' has to be one of my new favorite songs," She said, smiling. "I know that it was about the mystery girl."

These words made Chloe raise an eyebrow. "Really? You think it's about the mystery girl? I didn't think that was a thing anymore," she said.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but Allison has hazel eyes. In the song, one of the lines talks about walking twenty miles to get to those blue eyes. Obviously, it was about the mystery girl. While Allison is great, Beca told me that the mystery girl is still on her mind," Emily said. Of course, she knew that the mystery girl was Chloe, since Beca told her at the Halloween party almost a month ago.

"Huh. I guess Allison not being the mystery girl does make sense now that I think about it," Chloe said, running her fingers through her hair. "But if Allison isn't the mystery girl, then who could it possibly be?"

"I've known for awhile now who it is, Beca told me at Halloween," Emily said, biting her lip. "She is in our friend group."

"Is it you?" Chloe asked.

"No, it's not me," Emily said with a chuckle. "I have brown eyes, and I'm much too tall for Beca's taste. The tallest girl she's ever made a move on was five-foot-six."

Chloe scratched the back of her head as she thought about Emily's words. "I just don't know who it could be. I mean, Aubrey has blue eyes, but her and Beca don't get along at all. It's not Stacie, it's not Cynthia Rose, and it's not you. Is there some other girl in the friend group that I haven't met yet?"

Emily sighed, shaking her head. "No, you know all of them," She stated. "Beca is a rather private person, she doesn't like to interfere with other people's lives very much. Which is why she hasn't told everyone who the mystery girl is; but if it's not Stacie, Cynthia Rose, Aubrey or me, there's really only one other girl in the group," Emily said.

As soon as Emily said that, realization hit Chloe like a freight train. "The only other girl in the group is me…" She trailed off, piecing everything together in her mind. "And the mystery girl is in our friend group. So that means I'm the mystery girl?"

"Yes," Emily said, nodding her head softly. "You can't say anything though, Beca would kill me she found out that I told you. She didn't tell you for two reasons: one, she knows you're not gay. And two, because she didn't want to hurt Chicago because she knows how much he loves you. That's why she's been keeping the true identity of the mystery girl a secret. All those new love songs? They're about you, Chloe."

"Wow, okay. This is a lot to take in," Chloe said, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes. "So she's in love with me? And she's still in love with me, even though she's dating Allison now?"

"Jesse told me Allison is mainly a reason to get over you, he's the only other one who knows," Emily stated, nodding her head a little. "Beca's been wrecking herself because she hated the fact that she fell for her best friend's girlfriend. Jesse set her up with Allison to try and help her move on, but you're still on her mind," Emily said, shrugging her shoulders.

Chloe tilted her head a little and raised her other eyebrow. "So, she's using Allison to get over me? That's kinda shitty, don't you think?" The redhead asked.

"Well, she's not leading Allison on. Beca's feelings for Allison are completely genuine. Beca just knows she can't ever have you, so she's doing what she can to try and move on," Emily said, standing up. "I know it seems shitty of her, but some people are really hard to move on from," She stated before heading back to the door. "I'm gonna head back inside, you coming?"

"Yeah, I'll come back inside in a few minutes. I just need a little more time to collect my thoughts. Go ahead, you don't need to wait for me," Chloe said. Once Emily had left, Chloe closed her eyes and sighed. Everything made so much sense now that she knew the identity of the mystery girl, but something about the whole situation just didn't feel right. It seemed that Beca wasn't really trying to move on from her, even if she was with Allison.

Chloe thought about what Beca had said earlier that night at the concert when she introduced the song 'Flower.' She said that it was about loving someone who didn't return the feelings. Chloe sat there, knowing that Beca had wrote those songs for her and wondering if Allison knew that those songs weren't about her. Because of this, everything is now way more complicated. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

Up in Beca's room, the brunette had Allison straddling her. They were only clad in their underwear and bras now, and Beca could feel her heart racing. Allison leaned down and kissed her lips softly before moving her lips down Beca's neck, making the brunette moan. "Mmm, baby. That feels really nice."

"I bet it does," Allison whispered back with a smirk, leaving a small hickey near her girlfriend's collarbone.

"You're so damn beautiful," Beca whispered as she leaned up against the headboard of her bed. She leaned forward and began placing kisses all over Allison's shoulder and collarbone. Her nails softly scratched against Allison's lower back, and she moved down underneath the girl's underwear, squeezing her bum softly. "I don't how how I got so lucky to have you be my girlfriend."

"And I don't know how I got so lucky to be your girlfriend," Allison whispered back, a soft moan falling from her lips when Beca squeezed her bum. "You make me so happy, Becs."

Beca nipped her girlfriend's skin softly, holding the girl close and then reaching up to unclasp Allison's bra, letting it fall to the floor and out of her hands. "I can't get over how sexy you are," She said, flipping them over so she was in top of Allison. She then massaged one of the girl's breasts and sucked on the other one with her smooth lips.

This caused Allison to moan again, this time louder and longer. "Fuck, Beca," she whimpered, biting down on her lip. "I'm trying to be quiet and you're making this really hard," the blonde mumbled under her breath.

"But it's so hot to hear you moan, baby," Beca said, switching to her other breast to suck on it softly while flicking her tongue around her nipple. "I know you like it, Alli," She whispered, smirking widely.

"How could I not?" Allison moaned, pushing Beca's head down closer to her skin and slightly arching her back. "You're so damn good at this, baby."

"Mmmm, thank you," Beca said as she kissed down Allison's body and then back up to her neck, where she began to suck on the blonde girl's skin roughly while she began to grind their hips against each other. "Shit, that feels good."

Allison moaned in response, running her hands up and down Beca's back. The blonde's fingernails digged into her skin, leaving small scratches. "Fuck, Beca!" She called out, no longer worried about staying quiet.

As the two of them got lost in each other's bodies, Beca couldn't help but picture herself doing this to Chloe. She wasn't trying to imagine the redhead at all; in fact, this was the first time Beca had ever thought of Chloe while she and Allison were getting intimate. Beca shook her head a little focused back on Allison and not Chloe, nipping at the girl's neck once again. It didn't work though, as Beca continued imagining that Chloe was in Allison's place.

Allison could tell that there was something off with Beca, so she gently pushed Beca's head away from her skin. "Hey. Is everything okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, yeah," Beca said, nodding her head to reassure Allison. "It's alright, don't worry about it," Beca answered before leaning down and kissing Allison softly on the lips, and she began grinding her hips against Allison's once again.

As time passed, Beca only imagined Chloe more and more. The brunette wasn't doing a very good job of hiding the fact that something was bothering her, as Allison stopped again to ask her if everything was alright. "I'm fine, babe. I told you not to worry about me," she said irritably, closing her eyes moving her lips from Allison's lips to her neck.

Suddenly, Beca opened her eyes and saw Chloe's red hair instead of Allison's blonde hair. Beca moaned softly and kissed the girl's neck roughly. "Oh Beca," she heard Chloe's voice. "Fuck me," Chloe said.

Beca groaned at this and began to trail her hands along Chloe's bars legs. "You're so beautiful," She whispered in Chloe's ear. "I've been wanting to do this with you for so long," She mumbled as she kissed Chloe's collarbone and then back up behind her ear.

"So have I, baby," Chloe whispered back, moaning as Beca kissed her neck. The redhead turned her head to the side, giving the brunette better access to her neck. "Oh fuck! Beca!"

The young musician's hand was in Chloe's underwear, where she began to toy around and make the girl underneath her moan. "Do you like that baby?" Beca mumbled, sucking a hickey into her neck.

"I love it, baby. Keep doing that," Chloe moaned, pushing Beca's head down closer to her skin. Chloe continued to moan, spurring Beca on. As the brunette left a trail of hickeys on her skin, Chloe whispered softly to her. "Say my name, baby."

Beca whimpered at the hot sensation of Chloe's breath on her neck. "Oh fuck, Chloe," She moaned as she continued to give her lover pleasure, however it soon came to an abrupt stop and Beca came back into her senses.

Beca opened her eyes again and was looking down at Allison, who had a confused look on her face. "Chloe?" The blonde said, moving away from the brunette. "Why did you just moan Chloe's name?"

"What?" Beca said, honestly trying to avoiding answering Allison's question. Shit, she thought to herself. she was in it deep now. Of course, words were getting stuck in Beca's throat just when she needed them most. "I-I… Just let me explain-"

"I will let you explain. I want you to explain why you moaned another girl's name, another girl who isn't your girlfriend!" Allison said angrily, raising her voice and crossing her arms.

"Look, Allison, it was just a stupid mistake. I don't know why I said it, but it-" Beca trailed off, not knowing how to end that sentence. The brunette wanted to say it didn't mean anything, but she knew that wasn't true. Plus, Allison would call bullshit on her if she tried to use that as an excuse.

"But it what?" Allison asked, wanting Beca to finish the sentence. "You asked me to let you explain and I'm letting you explain. Finish the sentence, Beca!"

"It's not a big deal, okay? Like I said, it was just a stupid mistake," Beca stated, trying calm Allison down by placing her hand on top of Allison's.

"Were you thinking about her?" Allison asked, pulling her hand away from Beca's. The "her" she was referring to was Chloe, and Beca froze on the spot, not wanting to answer the question but not wanting to lie to her girlfriend.

"Allison-" Beca began before she was cut off by the girl sitting in front of her.

"Answer the damn question, Beca! Were you thinking about Chloe?" Allison snapped, a harsh glare in her eyes. "Have you always been thinking about Chloe when we're together?"

"No! I swear to God that this hasn't ever happened before tonight!" Beca said, throwing her hands up in defense.

"So you were thinking about her!" Allison said, even more upset once Beca finally answered her question. The blonde girl looked away from Beca, unable to keep eye contact with her girlfriend.

"Yes, okay? I was thinking about her!" Beca said, a wave of guilt washing over her when Allison turned away from her. "Babe, look at me please," She begged. "It won't happen again."

"How do I know that you're telling the truth? How do I know I can trust you?" Allison fired back, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't be certain that it won't happen again if it's happened before."

"Baby, please don't cry," Beca said, cupping Allison's cheeks with her hands only to have the girl push them away.

"I really thought you were falling for me," Allison said with a sniffle, standing up and beginning to put her clothes back on.

"Don't go, Allison," Beca said, tearing up as well. "Don't go, please. I messed up, but I swear that what I feel for you is genuine. I haven't been this happy in a long time. Please stay, Alli," Beca then got up and pulled Allison into a kiss.

To her surprise, Allison found herself leaning into the kiss a little, but she broke the kiss and moved away from Beca once she realized what she was doing. "I can't stay, Beca," Allison said sadly, walking towards the bedroom door. "I can't stay here and pretend like everything's fine, because it's not. I can't stay here and pretend like I'm fine, because I'm not."

Beca followed her out, pulling a shirt and sweatpants on as she did so. "Come on, Allison. We can fix this, I'm sorry. I know what I did was stupid," She said as Allison walked down the stairs.

Everyone else, including Chloe who had just walked back inside from the front deck, had heard their voices and saw Beca following Allison, pleading and practically on her knees to get Allison to stay. "Alli, please don't go. Let me fix this," Beca said, tearing up even more. "Let me fix this, please. You have no idea how happy you've made me. I can't lose you."

"Just stop, Beca," Allison said, shaking her head at the brunette. "You're making this harder than it needs to be. It's obvious that I'm not the one you want to be with. Stop lying to me and saying that I am."

"I'm not lying! The person I wanted is someone I'd never be able to have! I want you!" Beca said, following her to the door. "Alli-" That sentence was interrupted by Allison slamming the door in Beca's face as she walked out of her house. Beca just stood there, in shock of everything that had just happened. The brunette slowly slid down to the floor, running her fingers through her hair then holding her head in her hands. Man, I really screwed up this time, she thought to herself.

Everyone just sat there in silence, not knowing what to do or say as Beca sat there before them. Chloe stood there and watched on with everyone else, hating the sight of Beca crying. She hadn't ever seen it happen before, but she didn't like it, not in the slightest.

Beca looked up and saw everyone but Chloe, who had gone back out on the porch, staring at her. "What the fuck are you guys looking at?" She yelled, standing up and wiping her tears. "Everyone needs to leave, now!" She screamed. "Get out! The show's over!"

Just then, Cala got home from the pizza shop. The woman had seen Allison run out of the house and slam the door behind her, so she quickly got out of her car and went inside. "Beca, is everything okay? Why did Allison just leave?"

"It's nothing," Beca said before storming up to her room and slamming the door behind her.

Everyone but Chloe did as Beca had asked and got up from their seats on the couch to leave. Once they were all gone, Chloe walked over to Cala. "Let me go talk to her. I think I might be able to help."

"Okay, sweetie. Let me know if you need anything," Cala said before nodding for Chloe to go upstairs to Beca's room and try to figure out what happened.

"Go away!" Beca said when she heard a knock on her door. She was sitting at the keyboard, hoping that playing a song would distract her. It was difficult for her to focus given what had just happened. There was another knock. "I don't want to talk right now," She said before sniffing, her were eyes red and she had a headache from crying. There was a brief moment of silence before there was another knock on the door. "I said go away!"

"Beca, it's me," Chloe said in a soft voice. She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it, pushing the door open slowly. "Can I come in?"

"Well it's obvious that you're going to keep knocking until I let in," Beca said, not turning from the piano. "So yeah you can come in, but don't expect me to talk," She stated as she began playing a couple different chord progressions on the keyboard.

Chloe opened the door all the way and walked inside, closing it behind her. She walked over and sat down on Beca's bed, looking down at the floor. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I was outside, so I only heard a little bit of the fight, but I'm sorry that it happened," the redhead said quietly.

"I'm such a fucking prick," Beca said, lifting her fingers off of the keys. "I had such a good thing going with Allison. It was almost perfect. Just once, I'd like for my relationships to work. I got cheated on with Olivia, and now I broke Allison's heart," She said, putting her head in her hands. "Someone must think that I don't deserve a great love story. Every single time I think that maybe things are going to work out, I find some way to screw it up. I mean, Olivia must not have felt like I was treating her right, and now I said someone else's name while Allison and I were having sex. Maybe I don't deserve to be happy."

"You deserve to be happy, Beca. Everybody deserves to be happy. Maybe this is just the universe's way of telling you that you haven't found the right person to be happy with yet," Chloe said, trying to get Beca to stay optimistic. "Sure, you made a mistake, but that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be happy or that you're never going to find love."

"Sure, that's easy for you to say. The entire time I've known you, you've been single for a total of sixty minutes," Beca said, shaking her head and sighing. After a moment of silence between the two, the brunette spoke again. "Why do you think I write music all the time?"

"Because you love it," Chloe answered.

"Yes, I do write it because I love it, but it's also an escape that pulls me away from all the problems in my life," Beca stated. "My dad won't even talk to me about LA, my first love cheated on me, and I just broke Allison's heart because I'm a fucking idiot. Music isn't just my passion, it's my escape."

Chloe nodded her head as Beca talked. "Yeah, music helps me escape too. Sometimes I'll be having a bad day and I'll listen to music to help me feel better," Chloe said, looking up from the floor and making eye contact with Beca. "It's hard to explain, but music just has this healing power that really works."

"Yeah, music is amazing that way," Beca stated, gazing at both Chloe's lips and eyes as the girl spoke. When she was about to get caught she turned away, looking back at her keyboard. "I fucked up, Chlo. And it's all because I can't get y-" she stopped for a moment, not wanting to give herself away. Beca didn't know that Chloe now knew she was the mystery girl. "It's all because I can't get the mystery girl out of my head."

Chloe looked down when Beca said that, not knowing how to respond. She knew that she was the mystery girl, but she didn't know if she should tell Beca that she knew. "I wish I could help, but I don't know if there's anything I could do to help you get the mystery girl out of your head," the redhead said, breaking the growing silence between the two of them.

"She's always going to be in the back of my mind," Beca stated, shaking her head and smiling sadly to herself. "I just hate that I fall for people who won't ever love me back. Olivia didn't really love me back. Allison and I could've been in love, but I screwed it up. And this girl, she's just in love with someone else."

Chloe bit down on her lip as Beca talked about her. She couldn't help but feel bad for the brunette; she didn't deserve to go through all the things she had gone through. Nobody deserved to go through those kind of things. "I'm sorry, Beca. I really am. You just have to keep your head up through the hard times, and then you'll be rewarded when the good times come," the redhead told her friend genuinely.

"Maybe I'm just like that Greek goddess named Calypso who's trapped on an island and falls for people she can't have," Beca said. "Maybe I'm destined to not have a soulmate," She added, looking down. "As much as you can try to make me feel better, it's not gonna work. The only thing that can make me feel better is music," The brunette then felt Chloe sit beside her and begin to play a familiar tune.

"Let It Be"- The Beatles

"When I find myself in times of trouble,

Mother Mary comes to me.

Speaking words of wisdom:

'Let it be.'

And in my hour of darkness,

She is standing right in front of me.

Speaking words of wisdom:

'Let it be.'

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.

Whisper words of wisdom:

Let it be."

After she finished singing, Chloe lifted her fingers from the keyboard and looked at Beca. "I know that nothing I say will make you feel better, but if there's something I can do that will help, don't hesitate to tell me," She said, placing her hand onto Beca's.

"Thank you," Beca said, squeezing Chloe's hand softly, looking deeply into her eyes. "You know, I could listen to you sing all day long and not get sick of you," Beca said, smiling for the first time. "You have the voice of an angel, Chlo. And I wish you would use it more."

Chloe blushed at these words and looked down, a small smile spreading across her face. "Thank you," she said softly, looking back up at Beca. "It means a lot to hear you say that."

"Well, I mean every word of it," Beca said, before looking down. She too was blushing, but she looked down just in time so that Chloe didn't see it. "Did you hear from Chicago if they won their game or not?" She asked.

"Yeah, he texted me a little while ago and said that they won. If we win the next game, we'll go to the state championship, so that's exciting," Chloe replied, smiling softly to herself as she thought of Chicago.

"You really love him, don't you?" Beca asked, knowing the answer would kill her. Chloe nodded and then Beca spoke again. "I see the way you two look at each other, it's the same way that I look at-" she stopped herself before she gave herself away. "I see the way you two look at each other, and I can tell that you two really care about each other," the brunette finished.

Chloe nodded, smiling before she spoke. "Yeah, we do. I'm so lucky to have met him, along with you and everyone else here. You guys have been so kind and welcoming to me, and I'll be forever grateful for that," She said smiling shortly before looking away from Beca and blushing.

Beca noticed that Chloe was having a hard time maintaining eye contact when she complimented her, so she decided to ask about it. "Is everything good? You're acting a little odd."

"What? Yeah, of course. Everything's fine," Chloe said quickly, barely letting Beca finish her question before she answered it.

"Okay, now I know something is up," Beca said with a chuckle. "I told you what's going on with me, now it's your turn," She stated calmly. "You didn't judge me, so I promise I won't judge you."

"There's nothing up, I swear. Everything's great. Cheerleading season is wrapping up, so I'll miss that. I think I'm gonna audition for the musical in a couple weeks, so I'm excited for that.. Other than that, there's nothing else new with me. There isn't anything out of the ordinary" Chloe insisted.

"You're hiding something," Beca said, raising her eyebrows. "I believe everything else you just told me, but you're leaving something out. It's not hard to tell."

"There's nothing I'm hiding, okay? I'm fine!" Chloe snapped suddenly, irritated at how Beca was pressuring her. "I'm not leaving anything out. Can you just drop it already? You're reaching for something that's not there."

Beca hadn't seen Chloe snap like that since the night she found out Tom cheated on her. She just held her hands up in defense. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you like that. It just seemed like there was something else on your mind. I apologize, and I won't ask anymore," She said before looking away, mentally slapping herself for trying to invade Chloe's privacy. The silence between them started growing, and Beca started feeling guilty. Why can't I just shut my mouth? She thought to herself with a sigh.

Beca wasn't the only one feeling guilty. As soon as she had snapped at the brunette, Chloe began feeling guilty as well, not meaning for her tone to be so harsh. The redhead looked down, fidgeting a little as she tried to think of what to say. She didn't know how to break the silence, though, so the two just sat there and waited for the other to say something.

At least a minute or two passed before either them made a sound. Beca sighed once again and then spoke up. "I wrote another song. It's about the mystery girl," She said, wiping a couple tears from her eyelids before they began falling down her cheeks. "Would you like to hear it?"

"You write a lot of songs about the mystery girl, huh?" Chloe said with a little chuckle. "Sure, I'd like to hear it. What's the song called?"

"I think I'm gonna call it 'Hope For Me Yet.'" Beca said, grabbing her guitar and clicking the recording on her piano and pressing play. She then began to play guitar, strumming a beautiful pattern. It wasn't long before Beca began to sing and Chloe was captivated.

"Hope For Me Yet"- Marc Broussard

"I could bless the water, but it wouldn't turn to wine.

Paint a picture of the sunset, hanging there in your eyes

But it'd just be some compromise.

I could write a million verses of words you've heard before.

Steal some of Dylan's best, but it would leave me wanting to say more,

Cause there's so much more.

Baby, if you could love someone like me,

There's no end to the possibilities.

Hopes and dreams push away the pain and regret.

But loving you just lets me know

There might be hope for me yet."

Once again, Chloe was amazed by Beca's talent. It blew the redhead's mind how beautiful the brunette's voice was and how the words in her songs flowed together so perfectly. As she listened to the words, Chloe slowly began to pick up on how the song related to her, but she just stayed quiet and continued listening as Beca sang.

"Sometimes when I look back, I don't even know myself.

Blows my mind to think that I've found grace in someone else.

Baby, your grace is something else.

Baby, if you could love someone like me,
There's no end to the possibilities.

Hopes and dreams push away the pain and regret.

But loving you just lets me know

There might be hope for me yet."

Beca sang her heart out, giving it everything she had and more. She looked into Chloe's eyes as she strummed her guitar, playing the notes perfectly.

"For a girl who's done nothing,

I've been blessed with so much more than I deserve.

I am smart enough to know that I've been handed something.

Can't put a price on what it's worth."

Beca sang her heart out, belting that note with ease before moving to the chorus. Her eyes went back to Chloe's, and she felt herself begin to choke up as she continued to play, but she knew she had to finish the song.

"Baby, if you could love someone like me,

There's no end to the possibilities.

Hopes and dreams push away the pain and regret.

But loving you just lets me know

There might be hope for me yet,

Hope for me yet."

When Beca finished the song, there was a moment of silence between the two girls. After the silence dragged on for a few minutes, Chloe finally spoke up. "Wow," the redhead said simply. "Just wow."

"That's a good 'wow,' right?" Beca asked. She had felt the lump in her throat since the last chorus, trying not to cry. This was the third song she's written for Chloe, yet Chloe didn't even know that when Beca sang, she was singing to the redhead. "You loved it?"

"Of course I loved it, Beca. It's a beautiful song," Chloe said genuinely. She then noticed that the brunette's eyes had glazed over a little as if she was about to cry. "Is everything okay, Beca?" The redhead asked in a gentle voice.

"I've never been able to have what I truly want, you know?" Beca said, shaking her head and wiping her eyes. "I'm not saying I have a bad life. I'm very lucky to have the family and friends that I have. But I've never been lucky enough to have the things that mean the most to me. And this mystery girl is yet another thing that I truly want but am never going to be able to call mine," The brunette said, standing up and walking over to the window in her room, resting her hands on the window sill. "I can write as many songs about her as I want, but it won't do any good. I could write her a thousand symphonies, but she still wouldn't fall for me."

Chloe's heart ached as she listened to Beca speak, realizing that the brunette was truly heartbroken over her. She wanted to say something to comfort her, but she couldn't say anything that would make her feel better. "I'm sorry, Beca," she started, making eye contact with the brunette. "I'm sorry, Beca. I know how hard it must be for you. I wish there was something more that I could do, but there isn't. I really am sorry."

"I don't want your apologies," Beca said, sniffling a little before closing her eyes and as she tried to keep her tears back. "I just want to know what it feels like to have that one person that puts you first, and you put them first. I want to know what it's like to have somebody love me like I love-" Beca stopped herself once again. She then sighed and spoke again. "Like you love Chicago, and like he loves you."

"Allison loves you, Beca. Surely it can't be too late to apologize to her and fix your relationship," Chloe said, standing up and walking over to Beca. "Allison might be upset with you right now, but she still loves you, and I'm sure she'd be willing to give you another chance," she added.

"Even if I apologize, it still wouldn't be the same. She wouldn't trust me. Besides, I don't want Allison. If I try to get back with her, I'll just end up breaking her heart again," Beca stated honestly, not looking away from the window.

"Why do you say that?" Chloe asked curiously.

"Because I don't love her. I tried to fall for her, but I just couldn't," Beca then turned to Chloe. "Why are you all of a sudden interested in my love life, anyways?"

Chloe shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not really interested in your love life. I'm just trying to help you. You're my friend, Beca, and that's what friends do," She then looked down and stared at her feet, putting her hands in her jacket pocket.

The young brunette felt like there was something off about Chloe right now, but after the redhead snapped at her a little earlier, she decided not to say anything about it. "I just thought that after the way I treated you for awhile that you wouldn't really consider me to be a friend," Beca said.

"Just because we didn't get off to a good start doesn't mean that I don't consider you to be a friend. You're one of my first friends here in Seattle, and you're a great friend too. It took awhile to get you to not hate me, but I would say that we're friends now," Chloe said with a chuckle.

"Oh, okay," Beca said, smiling simply before going to sit on her bed. "Do you want to stay the night? I know you live next door, but I could really use a friend right now," She stated, hoping the redhead would say yes.

"I would, but Chicago wanted to FaceTime me in a little bit, and I wouldn't want to make you feel like a third wheel or anything," Chloe said apologetically. "Maybe some other time, if you're up for it?"

"Sure, yeah. That sounds great," Beca answered half-heartedly, nodding her head and looking down to hide the fact that she was hurt by Chloe's answer. "Some other time," she said, nodding again.

"Great. What about next weekend? Since cheer is wrapping up, I'm going to be free all weekend," Chloe said. "If you're not available, I understand," she added.

"No, no, I should be available," Beca said. "The band doesn't have any gigs until after Thanksgiving, so I could do that," She stated, still trying not to tear up. "You go ahead and get home, and say hi to Chicago for me."

Chloe nodded and started walking towards the door. Before she left, she turned around, smiling softly at Beca. "I'll see you around, Becs," the redhead told her friend before turning back around and leaving the room.

"Yeah, I'll see you around," Beca said as Chloe closed the door behind her. The brunette then groaned and fell back on her bed. Of all people, why did she have to fall for Chloe? Of all of the girls in the world, it was Chloe that she had to fall for. She had fallen for her best friend's girlfriend. Beca covered her face with her hands and covered her eyes, trying to keep herself from crying even though she was all by herself in her room.

So, now Chloe knows she's Beca's mystery girl. And Beca accidentally said her name while she and Allison were being intimate. Plus, there was a few sweet yet heartbreaking moments between Beca and Chloe. What do you think is going to happen now that Chloe's know Beca's secret love?

Until Next Time!