Chapter Four
"Brilliant, Beca." Beca hissed to herself as the familiar rip sensation tingled up her arms. She sliced again, cursing herself as she did so.
"You were so close. So fucking close to getting back in and getting the girls to like you again…" Slice. "Getting Chloe back…" Slice, slice, slice. "Too bad. She would never love anyone like you anyway. You are a failure. And that is all you will ever be."
Beca heard her phone buzz but paid no attention. She didn't deserve contact with outside world. She didn't deserve love. She didn't deserve anything.
Failue…failure…failure…nothing…nothing…
Beca jumped when she heard a thumping sound at the door. It couldn't have been Kimmy Jin, who had a key. That only left...her father. No way was she going to let that asshole in. Beca was about to continue slicing when she heard a small voice.
"Beca, its Chloe. Open up, please."
Chloe? Beca quickly yanked her sleeves down and threw the box cutter under her bed. "Coming!" Beca yelled and made her way to the door. Opening the door, Beca smiled when she saw the red-haired girl. "What's up?"
Chloe looked at Beca, a sad look in her eyes. "I've been calling you all day…" Chloe hesitated for a second and then continued. "Actually, I've been trying to call you for weeks. I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Sure, come on in. Sorry…I've been…busy…" Beca shut the door and gestured to her bed. "Make yourself at home." Beca said brightly. Chloe sat down on the bed and Beca scooted over next to her. Chloe looked at Beca.
"You've been crying." The red-head said softly. "Are you okay?"
Anger suddenly rose through Beca. Where was Chloe when she needed her? When Aubrey was yelling at her? When the girl's turned on her?
It was all your fault anyway. You deserve to be yelled at. You deserve the pain.
Beca bit her lip, trying to hold her emotions together. Chloe noticed and grabbed onto her hands, gently. Beca immediately retreated.
"What's wrong, Beca?" Chloe asked. Beca shook her head and looked away.
"I'm fine…I'm just…I don't know." Beca murmured, glancing at her arms. Luckily her long-sleeved black shirt covered up any blood stains seeping through.
"I'm sorry about today." Chloe blurted out.
"Its fine-"
"No, it's not." Chloe clenched dropped Beca's hands. "All those girls were attacking you and I just stood there."
"It was my fault, I deserved it." Beca blurted out before she could stop herself. Chloe looked confused.
"You deserved it?" Chloe asked, concerned.
"Nothing just…nothing."
"Beca, are you sure yo're okay, honey?" Beca's heart leaped when she heard Chloe call her "honey".
"I'm fine." Beca insisted. Chloe starred at the floor for a moment and then glanced up.
"I miss the Old Bella's. So much." Chloe suddenly burst out. "Nobody blames you Beca. You can still continue to next year, Beca. The Bella's can still continue and you have such an amazing voice…"
"Is that why you came over here?" Beca snapped. Chloe shook her head.
"No. I mean I wanted to do this the night of the competition in like a really cute way after we won or something but then everything happened and so I was trying to call you but you didn't answer the phone so I just came over and I'm just going to shut up now and…"
Before Beca could respond Chloe pushed her lips against Beca's.
