"Well." she hesitated.

"What do you want to know?" she asked, not moving her head from looking at her legs.

"Why Beca? You're literally the most beautiful girl I laid my eyes on." he said holding her hand. Suddenly, the tension between them was gone. She could trust him. He wasn't going to leave. He was going to meant it.

"Okay..." she said, barely above a whisper. "I'll tell you." she shifted her position, bringing her legs up to her chest.

"My dad...he divorced my mom when I was about seven...he left one night and he never returned. He said he'd come back so we could play with each other. He was going to come back and play with me. But he never did." she paused sniffing as she wiped her eyes.

"I'm sorry," she muttered.

"It's okay," he snaked his arm around her waist and held her there. He could feel how her body was shaking.

"Then my mother got really sick. She puked alot. She couldn't get up. I was only about eight at the time so I couldn't do much. Then one day she came home from work. She was drunk. So drunk. She told me that she never wanted me. She said that I was the mistake and the reason why my father left. I was so sad I slept outside, cause I didn't want to cause my mother any trouble. There was so much, and I just wanted to die. Knowing that your family is wrecked because of you is by far one of the worst feelings ever. My mother then found out where my dad was because he called her. He was with another woman. Her name was Shiela. So my mom sent me over there. My dad used to always go out with Shiela and leave me alone at home. I was nine..." she stopped. She bit her lip and tried her best not to sob outloud. Tears were rolling down her face.

Jesse's eyes were watering and was trying his best to hold it together for her. He kissed her temple. Normally, he would never do that, he'd get a huge slap across his face. But now, she was broken. Breaking down right infront of him.

"And then...*sob*...I went to his co workers house because he couldn't leave me alone that day since it was storming. He let me hang out with the co workers brother who was sixteen. He took me into this room and started hitting me and thrashing ...he took my pants off..."

"Oh Beca..." Jesse grabbed Beca and pulled her into him, her head falling to his chest as she sobbed. Her body was so heavy and small. He couldn't feel more sympathy for her. He liked this girl. So much. He couldn't bare to see her like this.

"He did it again and again, Jesse. And he started coming to my house and doing it. I was so scared." her hand was clutching his t-shirt willing herself not to cry outloud from the horrible pain she felt.

"When did he stop Beca?" he asked stroking her soft, brunette hair.

"When I was fifteen..." she dug her nails into her leg to get rid of the pain. Jesse saw this, and moved her hand away and rubbed the area with his palm.

"Shhh...it's okay Beca." he cooed her, stroking her hair as she her sobs turned to whimpers that soon turned into short gasps.

"I feel sick..." she removed herself from his hug and she ran to her bathroom. She fell to the floor and emptied her intestinal system. Jesse rushed to her tiny bathroom and rubbed her as he held her hair.

When she was done she fell back into him, unable to support her body anymore. He laid her in his lap, her head being tucked into her neck. She was so vulnerable.

"Jesse, I don't want to live anymore..." her body was limp and her voice was tired and exhausted. He was about to cry, this girl had so much held in. He wandered how she was still alive.

"No Beca. Don't say that. We'd all miss you," he kissed her temple again, "I'd miss you the most..."

"Jesse...how the fuck are you able to do this? Everyone else who knows just runs away. They all leave. I have to much baggage Jesse. Do you know how much I like you? But I don't want to admit because I'm going to push you away..."

"Beca, I like you too."

There was a silence. It wasn't awkward. It was comfortable.

Then she was back.

"This dead air between us is a good sign" she chuckled from his neck.

"Jesse?" she moved her head from his neck and looked up at him.

He turned his head, "Yes, Becs?"

She moved her head forward and brushed his lips slighty. She kissed him. It was a lingering peck, but still a kiss. Then...it turned into something else

A/N: OH MY FUCK. I COULDN'T HELP CRYING IN THIS. This was a tough chapter to write since it holds so many emotional trauma to Beca. People were going to kill me if I didn't update today X'D WARNING: THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE HOT AND HEAVY SO STAY TUNED!

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