Chapter 1

…Her blue eyes met with brown ones of her friend and Casey had now cupped her face… a silence fell between them and staring into each other's eyes.

Casey then moved her head forward and before each of them knew it, they were kissing each other. Beca tensed at first then began to relax as she took in the utopia of the kiss, she felt both excited and scared when she then felt her friend's hand slowly moving down her chest towards her developing breasts and had to stuck in a deep breath as she felt a gentle touch on her nipple. Beca then whispered 'Casey' under her breath and 'stop'.

It was at the moment Casey suddenly stopped as she felt like a bucket of ice cold water had been tipped all over her and those kind, sweet eyes had now turned to anger and hate. Before Beca can say anything more Casey walked out and that's when their friendship had slowly drifted apart as when Beca brought it up Casey had laughed about and seemed to forget that moment ever existed. That's when she started making 'gay' insults towards her and basically being a bitch.

Remembering this, Beca felt it was her duty to remind Casey of that too, in front of all her friends of course. "Yeah, well at least I am not a closet gay. Besides it was YOU who kissed me." Beca herself never consider herself as gay and just chalked it up as two friends that got caught up in the moment and going through the normal teenage phase. However, it did not help that she never denied or admit how she felt about the kiss as the two girls just didn't talk about, so she just pushed it out of her mind.

Picking up her books Beca stood up and walked away leaving her ex-friend to deal with the outcome of her remark…

'Me and my big mouth…' Beca thought as the memory was relived and down another glass of vodka, before ordering another one. 'That was the first of many beatings I received.'…

It was the end of the day and Beca was heading to the girls' toilets before heading home. She was the only one present and wasn't in any rush to go home so she took her time…

…As she was finishing washing her hands she heard the door open and at least five girls plus Casey entered. Beca could clearly see she was outnumbered and being more of a verbal fighter then a physical one tried to laugh it off. "Hi… well… I can clearly see that you girls have some sort of make-up and who's the hottest hunk meeting now…So I'm going to go…" Beca eyeing all the girls up and trying to think of something as she tried to escape. "…We're cool, right?" Casey then blocked her path, with two others now at the back of Beca. "Come on dudes…" Casey laughed. "Dudes? She even talks gay." Hopefully she will keep her smartass remarks to herself and keep her mouth shut.

"Look Case..." Beca did not finish as a fist connected to her cheek, knocking her onto the floor. "Shit..." Beca let out trying not to show fear and hopefully get out of this alive. "Look if this is about that remark in the hall… I made it up! You're not a closet gay…Okay." Beca smiled hoping that's what she wanted to hear and would leave her alone, praying she can keep her mouth shut. "…But you did kiss me." Nope that comment still had to slip, she sighed to herself 'shit'.

"Pick her up!" Casey's face flared as two of the girls picked Beca up grabbing an arm tightly each. Casey then removed her designer jacket. "Wow! You know it gets serious when you have to remove your jacket." Beca groaned as the comment flew out of her mouth. 'Shit!' She thought as she hissed when Casey pulled her hair back. "What do you want from me Case?"

SLAP!

Beca's face when to one side as the sound of the slap echoed. "I told you not to call me that!"

"Okay… I won't…" 'Beca stop' she thought to herself. "…How about bitch instead?" 'shit!' She just could not help it.

SLAP!

"Just one more word. Just one!" Casey dared her. Beca finally kept her mouth shut. "Good..." Casey looked at her friends that were holding her, seeing their encouragement to keep on going.

"…I don't like dykes, looking at me or my friends and I most certainly don't like to be slandered by being called one...And I certainly did not kiss you! It is you perverted fantasy to kiss me." She looked at Beca in the eyes still daring her to say something. She smiled as Beca kept quiet. "Do we understand each other." Beca nodded the best she can as Casey still had a tight grip of her hair. Beca was hurt emotionally as Casey still tried to deny that moment. But, she needed to get out of here.

"Okay I'm sorry… I made everything up! I wished that it was true. You going to let me go now?" Beca sighed with relief as Casey released her grip. The relief however was short lived as the pain in both arms tighten and she began panicking, struggling to get out of their grip. "However…" Casey continued. "…A punishment has to be given out as a reminder and an example."

Before Beca can protest the wind was knocked right out of her, as Casey placed a hard punch in her stomach not once but twice. She nodded at the girls who were holding her up to now drop her, resulting her to land in a heap and groaning in pain. Seeing her about to clutch her stomach, Casey walked towards her and stepped on her hand not causing any of her bones to break but enough to cause pain and fear. "Do I make myself clear, Dyke?" Not receiving an answer straight away Casey pressed a bit harder. "I said do I make myself clear?" Beca had no choice but to scream out. "YES! As ICE…" Casey stepped away, satisfied with the result and starting to head out. "…Besides…" 'Dear god! Woman! What are you doing? Stop whilst you're still in one piece.' Beca told herself, as she was slowly getting on her knees. "I rather be straight then waste my time staring at any of you bitches…" 'Shit!' Beca gave out a cry as one of Casey's friend delivered a swift hard kick to her abdomen, they may be homophobic but vanity is still vanity.

Casey nodded to her friends to pick her up again. "Oh, come on…" Beca trying her hardest not to let her tears show. "You made your point! Okay? I LIED! About everything and you gave me a good beating for it. Lesson learnt! Just let me go. What more do you want from me?" Casey went up to her again, smiling. A smile that made Becca feel uneasy. "I want you to say 'I am a dirty dyke.'"

"Okay… YOU! are a dirty dyke." 'Damn it Beca! Shit!' She scolds herself again for being a smartass and knowing this will result in another beating. Bracing herself for more punches and slaps she looked at Casey and saw in her eyes the struggle she herself is having. "Still the smartass…say it!" Beca received a hard slap when she said nothing. "Say it!" Beca went to open her mouth but nothing came out, resulting another but even harder slap. "SAY IT!" This time the slap turned into a fist splitting her lip. "You believe what you are is okay? You believe that it is normal to kiss another woman?"

Beca went on the defensive. "I never said I was gay, you did! But so, what? THERE IS NOTHING WRONG ABOUT BEING GAY!" Beca shouted more to Casey then herself. One of the girls twisted her arm so far up that she thought it was going to break, making Beca scream. "You EVER look at our way again, worst is to come. I can promise you that." She threatens as threw another punch to her face, then another to her stomach. Casey nodded to the girls to again let her drop, she spat on her as she and the rest of the girls were starting to leave. Leaving Beca on her own and letting out the tears of both pain and betrayal of what was once a strong friendship.

It was that evening incident when she realised her love for music.

Managing to clean herself up and finally reaching home to the sound of yet another heated argument between her parents, who was so caught up with themselves that it was easy to sneak in and not be questioned on why she was so late.

She headed straight to her room and blast the music on getting lost in the lyrics and beat, forgetting what happened.

'High school… Best years of your life…' Beca thought bitterly as she remembers the treatment she received for being different. After that incident, she tried to stay out of Casey and the rest of the bitch clique way but every time Casey saw her she would shout the odd comment resulting in laughter and insults from those around her.

She order herself another drink as she let her past resurface back to life.

TBC...