Few days Before the Sigma Beta Theta party/Fall mixer thing
Chloe rushed to Beca after her encounter with Aubrey during their first Bella rehearsal. She apologized to her on behalf of her best friend. Why she felt she had to do that She did not know but she was thankful that Beca held no grudge towards their now dubbed Aca-Nazi Captain. They exchanged numbers and during the weeks before the annual fall mixer party of SBT the two could be seen just about anywhere and everywhere together.
They were currently hanging out in Beca's dorm. Chloe was seated on Beca's bed reading a book for her literature class. Beca was on her desktop creating new mixes. Chloe was becoming bored with her book so she decided to pester Beca a bit. She felt that she was making progress with the closed of socially awkward and tiny brunette girl since very slowly Beca was beginning to open up to her. They were pretty small things like where she lived when her birthday was and so on. As far as she knew she didn't talk to the others outside of practices. Well aside from Stacie. Apparently whatever happened that made those two drift them apart was all in the past now. There was still a bit of animosity coming from Beca's end but Stacie assured Chloe that it will pass and what she did back then really was a dick move. Chloe was thankful that Beca had Stacie as a friend around. But there was always something nagging her in the back of her mind whenever she would see the two being all semi-touchy feely with one another. Semi because Beca never allowed Stacie to hug her like Chloe did nor did Beca allow Stacie to cuddle her. She felt happy when the three of them would hang out somewhere but she felt elated whenever she got the chance to have Beca all to herself. She brought herself out of her stump and decided to go through with her plan of pestering the now dubbed DJ of the Bellas. Though no one but Chloe, Stacie and Jesse knew about her hobby well her life according to Beca.
Chloe scrunched up a ball of scratch paper and tossed it at Beca's head. It hit right on target and it made the brunette swivel in her chair to look back at Chloe. She raised her eyebrow at the redhead then turned back to face her computer. She was close to finishing the mix. She was currently mashing together Just a dream by Nelly and Just the way you are by Bruno Mars. It was her dedication song to Chloe but the redhead needn't know that.
Chloe didn't like being ignored. Especially when she was bored and pooped out from studying. She needed a little bit of excitement. She stood up from the Bed and walked towards Beca. She reached for the brunette's headphones and slowly slipped it from her head. Beca just rolled her eyes at her friends' antics. She was used to it by now. She couldn't actually say no to Chloe anyway even if she so badly wanted to. She was whipped. She wasn't even Chloe's girlfriend but she was whipped. "You know if you wanted to listen to this mash up I was currently finishing you could've just asked me right?"
"Now where would the fun be in that huh?" Chloe answered back a bit way too playfully for Beca's liking. Chloe giggled when she saw Beca roll her eyes at her. She enjoyed getting under the brunettes skin way too much. She wrapped her arms around Beca's neck and leaned in close to her ear. She took a nip at her ear earning her a bright blush from the brunettes cheeks. She smiled at how easy it was to get Beca all hot and bothered. It was fun. Exciting. She doesn't know why but she enjoys this way too much. The fact that Beca does nothing to stop her only excites her more. She blows the spot she nibbled on and hears the younger woman take a sharp intake of her breath. "Chlo..."
"hmmm?"
"What are you doing?"
"Reminding you that we need to be at rehearsals in aboouuut 20 mins."
"...okay..." Beca tried to hide her disappointment. She knew Chloe was dating some jock named Tom. She did meet him when Chloe bust in her shower. She shouldn't feel jealous but let's face it. She is.
"So let's go pocket D.J!" Chloe was back to being chipper.
It amazed Beca how Chloe can do a complete 360 from a temptress to giggly funny and ditzy chick. "Alright Beale. Let me just save this and power down." The two made their way to rehearsals. Chloe had her arm hooked into Beca's as they entered their rehearsal space.
"They're like dogs in heat!" - Fat Amy
"For serious though. In the words of our ever esteemed Aca-Nazi. They have huge toners for each other!" - Ashley
"Well Red is kinda obvious. I don't know how to read Little B though. My gaydar isn't that reliable" - Cynthia Rose
"Well B has been my best friend ever since we were kids so I know that she is as gay as a whistle." -Stacie
"So that spat the other day...about her having a thing for a treble..." -Jessica
"Oh she has a toner. Just not for a treble. They have all the wrong appendages. Besides. She has a thing for our little foxy co-captain. I can totally see her toner through those jeans." -Stacie
They were all huddled and whispering. The two girls entered and they were met with the rest of the Bellas around the piano. They were talking in hushed tones and were really close to one another. They couldn't make out what they were talking about but when the door clicked shut the girls suddenly quieted and looked up at them.
"What's up aca-bitches?!" Chloe greets the others enthusiastically. She Untangled herself from Beca after giving the brunette a chaste kiss on the cheek. Beca was as sceptical as ever. She felt like they interrupted something. She didn't know if Chloe felt it when they entered the room but there was somethign deffinitely hanging in the air.
Ironically enough. The very last person to enter the rehearsal space was aca-nazi herself. Aubrey Posen. She apologized to the Bellas saying there was something in the Chemistry class that held her up and that it won't happen again. Rehearsals went smoothly after that debacle. They ended later that day. Around 8 in the evening to be exact.
As the others were leaving and heading back to their dorms, Beca lingered behind. Stalking the piano. She'd wanted to touch it since their first day of rehearsals. She wanted to play something. She didn't know why but there was one song that has been on replay on her mind lately. She wouldn't put it in her mixes though because she had an itch to play it on an instrument. The perfect one right in-front of her. Taunting her. Daring her to play. No one noticed that the brunette had stayed behind. No one would know. No one would see one of her secrets exposed to the world. Finally she sat down and lifted the cover of the keys and began to play. She breathed in deeply relishing in the feeling of finally being able to let go. Then she began to sing along with the tune.
What would I Do without your smart mouth
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
I'm on your Magical Mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, Don't know What hit me, But I'll be alright
My Head's underwater but I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind
As she got to the chorus she was already too into the song to notice anything else. She didn't notice one blonde Bella come back inside the rehearsal space and hide when the person saw that the place wasn't empty. She was belting out notes high and low.
'Cause All of me Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me, I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you
She's lost in her own world by the time she gets to second chorus. She doesn't notice another head pop in. Another blonde. This one was glaring at her. Burning holes through her head. She doesn't care. She's pouring out her soul.
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
MY Head's Underwater but I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of My mind
The chubbier blonde gets her cell phone out and begins recording. Thinking that this would be very good blackmail material sometime in the future. She is pretty observant for someone who comes across as too aloof. The brunette is still too engrossed in the music flowing through her. Why was this song haunting her? Why did it feel like it was speaking to her somehow? The glaring blonde makes a move to stop the brunette but she is halted by her companion. Fat Amy shakes her head at her team captain and gives her a pleading look with her eyes. She could feel the raw emotion being put into the song. It was like the girl before them was in pain and yet at the same time trying so hard to put everything behind her to just fall and give in to whatever her heart wants.
'Cause all of me
Loves All Of You
Love Your Curves and All Your Edges
All your Perfect Imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll Give My All to You
You're my end and my beginning
even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you All of Me
and You Give Me All of You
oh, oh
She feels tears pooling. She wants to let them go and she does. Years and Years of depriving herself of this simple act. Singing. Playing. Music. It's her. That is what defines who she is. This is how she best expresses herself. It may not be whatever the song is about but the emotion put behind it that drives her. As she finishes the song the two blondes slip out unnoticed. She lets everything go.
Give me All of you
Cards on the Table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard
'Cause All of me
Loves all Of you
Love all your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your All to me
I'll Give my All to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me All of you
I give you all of me
and you give me all of you
oh, oh
Silence. She covers up the piano. Takes time to compose herself and goes back to her dorm. Still empty. Still unsatisfied. Still broken.