Stone Heart Loves Bulletproof Glass

by BakeryHoePie

*On Hiatus* Beca's rise to fame happened in the blink of an eye. Chloe has never had any kind of control over her life. Choosing not to eat or how much to eat was the first sense of control that she ever had. Sometimes when you get a taste of control, you will do anything to keep that control. Regardless of what kind of damage you do to yourself.

5. I'm Criticized, but all your Bullets

A/N: Hey Y'all! Here is Chapter 5. I hope that you all enjoy. Please R&R! Thank you Awesome Nerds!

Songs used in this chapter:

Wild Ones- Flo Rida feat. Sia

Can't Hold Us- Macklemore & Ryan Lewis feat. Ray Dalton

Turn Me On- David Guetta feat. Nikki Minaj

Your Body- Christina Aguilera

Titanium- David Guetta feat. Sia

Bulletproof- La Roux

Chapter 5 I'm Criticized, but all Your Bullets Ricochet

Beca wasn't sure when the natural high of deejaying stopped being enough to keep her going. One day she was on top of the world, the rush of the adrenaline pumping through her veins making anything seem possible. The next day, she was hit so hard by feelings of inadequacy and sadness that she couldn't even get out of bed. Beca had never suffered from depression before, but she was pretty sure that this is what it felt like. The worst part of it all was that she didn't even have a reason to feel depressed. She had two awesome jobs, more money than she knew what to do with. She had two wonderful best friends, three if you counted her half-sister Emily. Beca may have a crazy rocky relationship with her father, but Emily was everything to her. She sometimes treated her like her daughter rather than her sister. Last but definitely not least, Beca had a pretty kick ass mom. She may be in Atlanta with her boyfriend of the week, but Beca made sure to fly Laura out at least once every couple of months for a visit. Emily came to stay every summer, but she was starting college at ULCA next semester so Beca did have that to look forward to.

So at the end of the day, Beca wasn't sure why she suddenly felt like this. So when Amy slipped X into Beca's drink, she should've known that her troubles were just beginning. At the time she couldn't be bothered with anything except for the fact that she felt good. She felt happy and worthwhile. So the next day when she was coming down, she knew that she was going to find a way to feel like that all of the time. Working in a club had its benefits. She got to meet a lot of different people, she got to outsource to a lot of important people in Los Angeles. Not only did she have her contacts from the club, she had her contacts from the record company. The bad part about having a lot of contacts in Los Angeles is that not all of them are what one would call savory. So it wasn't hard for Beca to find someone to hook her up with drugs. She started with something easy. She started smoking weed with this guy named Unicycle that was friends with one of Amy's boyfriends. Weed didn't cut it for very long. Beca didn't like the way smoking weed made her feel. She felt lethargic and completely unmotivated. She couldn't be bothered to work on her mixes for the club and her tracks at work were subpar at best. So when she asked Uni for something different, she was pretty excited when he brought her X. Her relationship with X definitely lasted longer than her relationship with weed. After the first couple of weeks doing X, Beca knew that she had a major problem. The problem with doing X was that Beca lost control of herself and she had a lot of sex. Now Beca was not a stranger when it came to sex. Working nightly in a club mixing music had hot girls throwing themselves at her. She didn't really make it a habit of taking randos home nightly, but a girl has needs after all. She probably could have used Stacie as her own personal sex toy; god knows that the leggy brunette was willing. It took Beca over a month before she was able to look Stacie in the eyes without thinking about those long legs wrapped around her head.

It all came to a head the first and only time that Beca tried cocaine. She wasn't too keen about the idea of sticking something up her nose but she was at a party with Stacie and she was desperate. Amy had chosen to stay home with Bumper and Stacie was with her flavor of the night. Beca was feeling pretty out of place at the party so she did the only thing that she knew how, she got wasted. Beca may be slightly socially awkward when she is sober, but Beca drunk is more along the lines of sober Stacie. Drunken Beca is carefree and extremely social. The only problem with drunken Beca is that she craves that adrenaline rush. So as soon as she feels the rush of the liquor warm her body, she seeks out the skeevier partygoers. She is actually surprised to see Unicycle at the party. Surprised to see him but also extremely grateful. He looks up from his group of friends, meeting her slightly glazed over blue eyes. He makes his way over to her with a lopsided grin on his face. He throws an arm lazily around Beca's shoulders.

"What's up Lady B?"

"Oh you know Uni, same ole' same ole'. How's it goin with you?"

"Oh you know, tryin' to find a fly honey to spend the night with. What are you up to?"

"Trying and failing miserably to enjoy this party."

"Oh that sucks DJ, I'm sorry. Normally I have just what you need to enjoy yourself but I am fresh out. I do however have something of the snow variety."

Beca moves Uni's arm off of her shoulders, meeting his gaze with a look of disgust.

"Dude, you know I am not interested in that shit."

"Well, that is all I have little DJ."

Unicycle turns back to his friends, before he can walk away, Beca grabs onto his shoulder and spins him back around.

"Alright dude, I'm desperate."

Uni laughs, patting the brunette's shoulder. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small baggie of white powder. He slides his hand through Beca's, passing the baggie through her fingers. She grips the bag tightly, nodding at Uni.

"Thanks man."

"No problem DJ. Be careful with that stuff, it is fucking strong."

"I am sure that I can handle it Uni. Thanks for the warning though."

Beca walks away from Uni and his friends, looking for a secluded area for her little excursion. She stumbles through the house, looking for an empty room. She finally finds an empty bathroom, locking herself in tight. She closes the lid of the toilet, sitting down on top of it. She nervously rubs her hands over her face a few times before she pulls the baggie out of her jeans. She eyes the baggie of coke suspiciously, turning it over in her hands multiple times.

"Fuck it."

Beca pops the seal on the bag. She pours some of the contents out on the counter, running her finger through the fine white powder. She uses her pinky finger to spread the powder out into a fine line. She eyes the thin line on the counter, taking a deep breath to muster up some strength. She leans over, covering one nostril and snorting up the powder into the other nostril.

"Shit!"

A small cough escapes Beca's lips, the burning in her nose almost instantaneous. She sits still for a moment, growing impatient when she doesn't feel the effects immediately. She pours more of the powder on the counter, using the baggie to form the line. She uses the clean nostril to snort up this line, not even phased by the burn this time. She starts to feel her heartrate pick up a little bit, standing up as she begins pacing back and forth. Beca lifts the baggie to eye level, grimacing when she sees only a little bit of the powder left in the bag. She pours the rest of it on the counter and snorts it up quickly, tossing the bag in the trash. Beca leaves the bathroom as she begins feeling euphoria coursing through her veins. She makes her way down the hall, trying to locate Stacie. Beca stumbles through the house, unable to make out the features of the people that she brushes past. After what seems like hours, she gives up on looking for her best friend. She begins to feel really restless as she makes her way through the house, her right arm tingling slightly. Beca finally pushes her way outside, practically passing out in the damp grass. She feels instant relief on her overheated skin, giving into the desire to close her eyes and rest.

When Beca wakes up, the first thing that she smells is disinfectant. She can tell that she is not lying in the cold grass anymore and when she finally cracks open one eye, all she sees is white. A groan escapes her lips as she attempts to cover her eyes with her hand. When she raises her hand she sees an i.v. attached to the top of her hand and that is when it occurs to her that she is in the hospital. Beca blinks a few times, trying to clear her fuzzy vision. She finally looks around the room when she hears small sniffles coming from the corner of the absurdly white room. A howl of pain escapes Beca's lips as she attempts and fails to sit up.

"You probably shouldn't try to sit up right now. Your body is going to be incredibly sore right now. How are you feeling Rebecca?"

Beca cracks her eyes open slightly, navy blue landing on the man standing in front of her with a white lab coat and a chart. She sees Stacie and her mom perched at the end of her bed. Both women have tear trails running down their faces, eyes red and puffy. Laura looks completely heartbroken. Stacie on the other hand, looks absolutely furious. Beca turns her attention back to the doctor. He pulls a stethoscope from around his neck, pressing the cold metal to Beca's chest.

"Take a deep breath for me."

Beca complies, taking as deep of a breath as she can, which isn't much. As soon as takes a breath, her chest constricts as pain shoots through her body.

"Good. I know that taking a deep breath really hurts right now. I need you to take one more for me."

"I…."

Beca breaks into a coughing fit. Her entire body seizing up in pain. A loud beeping sound resonates throughout the room as Beca's heartrate starts to speed up. The doctor pulls his stethoscope from Beca's chest. He pulls an oxygen mask over from above the head of the bed, slipping the mask over Beca's face.

"Slow down Rebecca. You have just been through a pretty traumatic experience. Do you remember why you are here?"

Beca opens her mouth to try and answer, the thought of another coughing fit making her have a change of heart. She slowly shakes her head instead.

"I didn't think that you would remember. Let me refresh your memory. You are here because you overdosed on cocaine."

A wail bounces around the room as Beca's mom sobs loudly. Stacie pulls the older woman into her arms, soothingly rubbing her back.

"From what we have gathered from other party goers, you went to this party with Miss Conrad. At said party you partook in quite a lot of alcohol. More alcohol than your body would have been able to process. In your state of inebriation you sought out another stimulant. This stimulant came in the form of cocaine. One of your friends, "Unicycle" I believe he likes to be called, said that you disappeared into one of the bathrooms of the house. He saw you stumble outside less than fifteen minutes later. From what we have gathered you ingested about two hundred milligrams of cocaine. Mixed with the already large amount of alcohol that you ingested, you overdosed. Miss Conrad found you passed out in the grass outside of the house. You were unresponsive and convulsing. She called 911 and an ambulance brought both of you here."

Beca nods her head lightly. Taking a deep breath of the artificial air, she croaks out lightly.

"Okay. Why do I feel like I was run over by a truck?"

"Well when the ambulance was in route to the hospital, your heart stopped suddenly. You were legally dead for three minutes before the EMT defibrillated your heart back into sinus rhythm. When you got here, we pumped your stomach. We weren't sure what the extent of the damage was that flat lining caused your body, so we put you into a medically induced coma for two weeks."

"TWO WEEKS!"

Beca tries to scream out at the doctor but when the mask on it comes out as a shrill squeak.

"Yes Rebecca, two weeks. If you had been without oxygen for even a minute more, your brain could've been damaged. We wanted your body to be able to heal, so we had to keep you asleep until we were absolutely sure that you were going to be okay."

"How long do I have to stay here?"

The doctor glances down at Beca's chart, flipping through a few pages thoughtfully.

"Your stats have been really good for the past two days; I would like to keep you under observation for at least two more before I make any decisions."

Beca nods her head, slipping her eyes closed.

"I have to go finish my rounds. I will be back to check on you a little bit later today. If you need anything, have a nurse page me. Welcome back Rebecca."

The doctor snaps Beca's chart closed, nodding towards Stacie and Laura as he makes his way out of the room. As soon as he leaves, Stacie and Laura make their way to the head of the bed. Laura slips her fingers through Beca's slightly knotted bedhead.

"Beca, I am so glad that you are okay."

Beca pulls the mask from her face, setting the mask on the mattress next to her. Her navy eyes meet the concerned gaze of her mother.

"Thanks mom."

Laura leans forward, placing a kiss on Beca's forehead.

"Right. So I need to go call Warren and Sheila. And Emily. I am just going to step outside for a minute. I'll be right back."

Laura pulls her phone out from her pocket, making her way out of the hospital room. Beca's eyes turn to meet Stacie's.

"What the fuck Beca!"

"What?"

"Cocaine! Really? Why would you do cocaine?"

"I don't know Stace. I needed something and it was there."

"If you were feeling the urge to get high, why didn't you come find me?"

Rage fills Beca's small body at Stacie's words.

"I did try and find you. You were too busy fucking some rando to even care."

Stacie laughs bitterly.

"Fucking some rando? Really Beca? Is that what you think of me? I was in the front yard on the fucking phone. With Aubrey. The girl from my Organic Chemistry class."

"Whatever dude."

"You know what? I can't do this right now. I just watched my best friend fucking die in front of me. You have a fucking problem Beca. I'm not going to stand by and watch while you fucking kill yourself."

Stacie turns away from Beca, all but running from the room. Beca sniffles, tears falling freely from her eyes. She closes her eyes, letting exhaustion overtake her small body.

~*~Present Day~*~

Beca lets her body sag against the couch in Uni's apartment. She feels nothing. Numb. When they got to Uni's apartment, she was sure that this was exactly what she needed. She just needed something to make her feel numb to the world. Numb to the feelings that the red headed angel invokes into her dead heart. It worked, for about two seconds. Now that the X was coursing through her veins, all she felt was an extreme amount of guilt.

"Alright Lady B, we had better get going if you want to make it to work on time."

Beca lifelessly stands up from the couch, letting Uni pull her by the hand. She lets herself get let to his car. As he backs up from his parking spot, all Beca can focus on is red hair and angelic blue eyes.

~*~Meanwhile~*~

"Come on guys. I want to get a good spot."

Aubrey rolls her eyes at her enthusiastic best friend. She tugs on Stacie's hand, practically pulling the brunette along.

"It's a club Chloe, there aren't spots."

"There are spots that have better views of the DJ booth Bree. I want to be able to really watch DJ Lady BPM up close."

Stacie chuckles.

"Oh Red, I am sure that if you told her, Lady BPM would gladly let you watch her up close."

Chloe blushes furiously, the suggestive tone of Stacie's statement pooling low in her belly. The girls walk up the steps of Pulse, completely bypassing the enormous line that wraps

around the building. The bouncer at the door eyes the trio, a grin spreading across his face as her recognizes Stacie. His arms grab the brunette, enveloping her body in a tight hug. She squeals, refusing to drop Aubrey's hand as she is picked up off of the floor. When her feet touch the ground again, she pulls back from the hug, shuffling her body closer to Aubrey.

"Leggy Stacie Conrad, it has been months since you have shown up here. How in the hell are you?"

"Donald. I am awesome. Busy with school, but awesome. How are you?"

"Well I am good now that you are here. Maybe later when Jesse comes in, we can catch up properly."

Stacie shuffles uncomfortably, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Aubrey feels the green jealously monster come forth, nostrils flaring in annoyance. She slips her arm around Stacie's waist, pulling the brunette tightly into her side. She leans her face into Stacie's neck, ghosting her lips across the brunette's pulse point. Stacie's pulse jumps erratically, a shiver lightly shaking her body. Stacie meets Donald's eyes, a sheepish smile gracing her lips."

"Sorr…"

"She's with me tonight Buddy."

Stacie's eyes widen, turning to face Aubrey, a shocked gasp barely has time to form before the blonde claims Stacie's lips. Aubrey immediately parts Stacie's lips, dominantly snaking her tongue into the younger girl's mouth. A moan is swallowed by Aubrey's talented mouth, Stacie feeling her stomach clench in arousal. A cocky smirk is cemented on the blonde's face as she pulls back from the dazed brunette. Chloe stands next to the girls, shock written across her features. Donald looks at the girls with a mix of jealousy and longing. Stacie stands stock still, trying to form words. She takes a few deep breaths to center herself before turning to Donald.

"Sorry Donald, I have a date. We're just going to go in now."

Stacie feels Aubrey pull on her hand, being led into the club.

"Straight my ass Bree. I'm going to get a drink."

Chloe leaves the two girls alone, heading straight for the bar.

"Were you a little bit jealous Aubrey?"

"Shut up Stace. I don't like other people flirting with you when I am around."

"You have nothing to worry about; I have been crushing on this super-hot blonde for a year now. She is pretty much all that I can think about right now."

"If I ever see her, I'm going to kick her ass."

"I would actually pay to see that. Now Miss Posen, I do believe that you owe me a dance. I would like to cash in on that now."

"So early Miss Conrad? I would've thought that you would wait until closer to the end of the night. If you want to waste your dance this early, who am I to stop you?"

Stacie leans in closely, placing her lips next to Aubrey's ear. She exhales loudly into the blonde's ear, causing a shiver to resonate through the other girl.

"Once I put my hands on you Bree, I am not letting you go."

Aubrey moans loudly as Stacie bites down on the shell of her ear. Stacie places a soft kiss against the blonde's neck as she pulls her head back. Stacie's mouth falls open as she sees desire flash through the blonde's eyes. Stacie fights the desire to grab her boobs, settling for biting down hard on her lip as a groan makes its way out of her mouth. She laces her fingers through the blonde's, practically dragging her onto the dance floor.

Chloe leans her body over the bar, trying to snag the attention of the crazily busy bartender. After a few failed attempts to will him over with her obviously non-existent Jedi mind powers, she reworks her strategy. Standing up straight, she pulls on the hem of her tight red blouse. Her already ample bosom presses into the thin fabric, spilling her cleavage out of the V-neck of the blouse. When she is satisfied with the amount of skin showing, she leans back over the bar, whistling to get the bartender's attention. He looks up from the drink he is currently mixing, eyes widening at the sight of the redhead's breasts. A goofy grin spreads across his face, completely abandoning his current drink to make his way over to the redhead. He leans slightly against the bar that she is leaning over, eyes zeroed in on the redhead's chest. Chloe snaps her fingers in the man's face, grinning brightly as she leads his attention to her face.

"Hello beautiful. I'm Jesse."

The redhead laughs, shaking her head lightly. She stands up straight, trying to put a little bit of space between her and the bartender without being too obvious.

"I'm Chloe. It's nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine honey. What is a fine thing like you doing in a place like this?"

Chloe throws her head back dramatically, laughing at the bartender's forwardness.

"Well I would really like a drink, I'm totes parched."

Chloe runs her finger down her throat suggestively, watching the man's eyes trail the invisible path that she traces with her finger. His Adam's apple bobs as he swallows thickly. He meets the amused gaze of the redhead, clearing his throat loudly before he speaks.

"Um….what can I get for you?"

Chloe smiles brightly.

"Vodka cran please. Don't skimp on the vodka. This ginger needs her jiggle juice!"

Chloe accentuates her statement with a light slap to her own ass. The bartender's eyes follow her hand, a salacious grin on his face. He expertly pulls a glass down from above his head, scooping ice into it without breaking eye contact with Chloe. He over pours the vodka, giving her an extra ounce of the top shelf spirit. He fills the rest of the glass with cranberry juice, stirring the drink lightly before plopping a straw into it. He slides the drink over to the redhead with a wink.

"What do I owe you, Jesse?"

"Don't worry about it beautiful; your phone number will suffice."

Chloe laughs merrily. Jesse's eyes narrow slightly at the redhead.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh Jesse, I am flattered."

"I don't think that I am following you here Chloe."

"Let me break it to you easily. I don't play for your team."

"Huh?"

"Really? I thought that everyone understood that statement. Let me clarify. You have a "P" where I only enjoy a "V."

"I'm not following….."

Chloe laughs incredulously, taking a long swallow of her drink.

"I only eat tacos, never beef?"

"Aren't tacos normally filled with ground beef?"

Chloe really should have thought twice before trying to take a drink as Jesse commented on her last statement, but really she needed the alcohol to get through this conversation. She snorts as she is taking a drink, inhaling her drink deep into her nasal cavity. She sputters, coughing violently into her glass. Just as she is sure that she is going to pass out from oxygen deprivation, she feels a warm hand on her back. She coughs lightly a few more times, reveling in the soothing gesture that the foreign hand is rubbing across her back. When she is finally able to look up, a small gasp leaves her lips as she makes eye contact with the navy blues that she has been crushing on for two years now. Beca gives the redhead a warm smile, turning her attention to the man behind the bar. Jesse stands up straight, wiping an invisible spot off of the bar. Beca smirks at the flustered bartender.

"Hey Jesse."

"What's up DJ?"

"Oh you know, same shit, different day. How about you?"

"Nothing much, just chatting it up with Chloe here."

Beca laughs, tucking a wayward strand of brown hair behind her ear. Chloe looks on at the exchange between the two, tipping her glass into her mouth to gulp down that majority of it.

"Dude. I could totally see your toner from across the club."

Jesse's eyes widen in horror, he frantically waves his hands in the air in front of him in surrender.

"It isn't like that Beca. I was just being friendly."

"Sure man. I understand. Trying to rack up those tips. I totally get it."

"No. I was just being nice. Chloe just wanted a drink and I haven't seen her in here before."

"It's fine Dude."

Jesse nods his head, taking a deep breath. He turns away from the girls as someone whistles to get his attention. Chloe turns to face Beca, a bright smile gracing her lips. She wraps her tongue around the straw of her drink, watching the brunette's eyes as they follow her tongue. Chloe takes a long sip of her drink, running her tongue slowly across her lips as she pulls the straw back. Beca's eyes never leaving Chloe's mouth, a wide smile spreads across the redhead's face.

"See something you like there Bec?"

Beca swallows thickly, tearing her eyes away from Chloe's mouth to meet the ginger's electric blue gaze. She clears her throat softly, pulling in a deep breath through her nose.

"I was just wishing that I could switch places with that straw."

Beca holds eye contact with the redhead, smirking slightly as she recognizes lust flash through Chloe's eyes, irises darkening significantly. A red hue spreads across the ginger's cheeks, causing her eye's to pop even more. Chloe leans into the brunette's personal space, placing her lips next to the other girl's ear.

"Are you wishing that I would put my mouth on you, Beca?"

Chloe draws out the end of Beca's name, pulling the brunette's earlobe into her mouth. Beca gasps as the redhead pulls her earlobe through her teeth, biting down slightly. Chloe releases the brunette's earlobe from her mouth with an audible pop, pulling on the lobe slightly as she releases it. Just as Chloe pulls back from Beca's ear, Beca turn her head quickly, capturing the redhead's lips in what she anticipated to be a chaste kiss. Chloe had other ideas, the alcohol from the club and maybe the pregame shots that she took with Stacie at the apartment fueling her confidence. Chloe blindly reaches her hand back, setting her drink on the bar top. Chloe moves both of her hands so she can cup the brunette's face, pulling Beca's mouth harder into hers. Beca moans softly against Chloe's lips, parting hers just enough for the redhead to snake her tongue into the brunette's mouth. Beca places her hands on the redhead's hips, trying to pull Chloe closer into her body. Chloe moans into Beca's mouth as the brunette's fingernails lightly scrape across the uncovered skin of her hips. Beca uses Chloe's slight loss of focus to take control of the kiss, stroking the redhead's tongue with her own. Beca slides her left hand up the back of Chloe's blouse, raking her nails down the redhead's back. Chloe presses her body firmly into Beca's, breaking the kiss with a groan. The redhead presses her cheek into Beca's, both girls panting loudly. Beca manages to catch her breath first, a goofy grin adorning her face. Just as she turns her face to kiss Chloe again, she is suddenly jerked back. An undignified scream leaves the brunette's lips as she staggers backwards. Chloe's hands tighten around the other girl's shoulders as she flies backwards. The force of being pulled backwards causes both girls to almost crash to the bar floor. Beca slams into another body behind her, bouncing off of the other person. She places her hands firmly on Chloe's waist, centering both of them. Beca drops her hands from Chloe's waist, flipping around to face the other person with fury in her eyes, only to meet the amused gaze of her other best friend, Amy.

"Amy! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Amy laughs lightly, placing a hand on Beca's shoulder.

"Calm down Shawshank. I have been trying to get your attention for five minutes now. You are supposed to be in the booth."

"No way. I still have twenty minutes before I go on. I don't start until twelve."

"Yeah I know. It's twelve fifteen."

"You're fucking with me."

"No…I'm an open book."

"Okay Patricia."

Amy shoots Beca a glare, raising a finger to Beca's lips.

"Shhhh…"

Beca attempts to bite Amy's finger, causing the Australian to pull her hand out of Beca's reach.

"Plus I had to stop you and the ginga over here from having sex on the dirty bar floor."

Beca scoffs.

"Dude. We weren't having sex.

"Lesbi-honest Beca. You were giving that girl one hell of an oral examination."

Chloe snorts, covering her mouth with her hand.

"She started it."

Chloe's eyes widen at the brunette's statement, her ears burning in embarrassment. She presses her front into Beca's back, ghosting her lips over the brunette's neck. Beca tucks her bottom lip into her mouth to stifle the moan that is threatening to escape. Her body is on sensory overload, between Chloe's lips on her neck and her firm breasts pressed into her. Beca's eyes slips closed as she feels Chloe's slightly hardened nipples against her back. Her entire body shivers as she feels Chloe's mouth against her ear again.

"I started it and I definitely plan on finishing it. Go get 'em tiger."

Chloe presses her lips softly underneath Beca's ear, earning another soft moan from the brunette. Chloe takes a deep inhale of the other girl's skin before pulling back. Beca casts one last glance at the redhead before walking away. A yelp escapes the brunette's lips as she feels a sharp smack against her ass, the stinging sensation only fueling her desire for the redhead.

"Come on DJ Lady Diddles. You're already late for your set. You can let the ginger steal your soul later."

"Shut up Amy."

Beca follows her Australian friend through the club, downing the last of Chloe's drink that she grabbed off of the bar top. She places the empty now empty glass on a table near the booth.

"Let's get this party started!"

Beca walks up to the booth. The other house DJ Luke is just finishing up his set. He looks up from the equipment, meeting Beca's gaze. He slips his headphones off of his ear, scowling slightly at the small brunette.

"You're late Becky."

"I'm sorry dude. I got distracted."

"I know that you did. I saw you making out with the redheaded bombshell."

Beca rubs across the back of her neck nervously. Luke steps away from the booth, grabbing his headphones and a few other items that he has accumulated over the night. He turns to face Beca with a sly grin on his face.

"Well Becky, I hope that you have an awesome night. Rock out the club. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thanks dude. Tell Beth that I am sorry that I kept you away later than normal."

"I will Becky. You owe me one."

"I'll bring you a double double tomorrow when I come relive you."

"Sold. See ya tomorrow Mini DJ."

"Shut it Lukey."

Luke laughs, throwing his hand up in a half wave as he walks out of the booth. Beca pulls her headphones out of her messenger bag, sliding them over her ears. She walks over to the mixing table, hooking her equipment up to the club's equipment. As Luke's last track ends, she pulls a microphone up to her lips.

"What's up Y'all! How are we doing this lovely evening?"

The crowd cheers loudly at Beca's words.

"Alright! We are super hype tonight. Well as most of you know, I am DJ Lady BPM and I am here to rock your faces off! Let's get this party started!"

Skilled fingers begin mixing a mash up of "Can't Hold Us and Wild Ones." As the tempo speads up, Beca switches between the two songs. Beca bobs her head to the beat, tongue peeking out o the side of her mouth in concentration.

~*~Bar Side~*~

As Beca starts the party up, Chloe is seated at the bar nursing another vodka cranberry. She is absentmindedly sliding her thumb across the condensation on the outside of the glass as she takes in the mix that Beca is playing.

Chloe is so immersed in the beat pulsating through the club that she doesn't notice Aubrey slide onto the stool next to her. Aubrey places her hand on Chloe's shoulder, causing the girl to jump slightly at the touch. Wide blue eyes whip around to meet amused green. Chloe slaps Aubrey's shoulder lightly.

"Jesus Bree! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Payback's a bitch Chlo."

"I apologized for earlier. I so didn't mean to scare you."

"Well it's not like I snuck up on you. You are just too busy eye screwing the tiny DJ."

"I was not!"

"You so are Chlo."

"Shut up Bree."

"I calls 'em like I sees 'em."

Chloe laughs, taking a long drink of her cocktail.

"Where's Dr. Leggy?"

"She's dancing. That girl is like the energizer bunny. She just keeps going and going…."

"I bet that she is crazy good in bed."

"Chloe!"

"What? I'm just saying."

"Anyway. I came over here because I need a drink and a break."

"Well that sucks. I was just going to come out there and force you to dance with me when I got done with this drink."

"Raincheck?"

"Sure. I am sure that I can find someone to dance with out there."

"I'll finish the rest of that if you want to go out there."

"You sure that you don't want to come out there with me?"

"Not at this moment. I need to rest. I will come out there in a few. I am sure that you can talk Stacie into a dance."

"Alright Bree, but you owe me a dance."

Chloe stands up from her stool. She takes a small sip from her drink before handing it over to Aubrey. Chloe leans over slightly, pressing a soft kiss to her friend's cheek before bouncing off towards the dance floor. Aubrey shakes her head slightly at her friend, taking a sip of her newly acquired drink.

Chloe pushes her way through the tight crowd gathered on the dance floor. It only takes her a few seconds and smacking a few hands off of her ass before she spots the leggy brunette. Stacie is surrounded by admirers, dancing freely in the crowd. She is not paying any attention to her admirers, just letting her hair down after weeks of school stress. Chloe pushes through the group that is surrounding Stacie. She places a hand on Stacie's shoulder, causing the brunette to open her eyes. A grin spreads across the brunette's flushed face. She leans in towards Chloe to talk over the pounding bass.

"What are you doing here Red?"

"I was sent as a replacement. Bree is worn out. She says that you are like the energizer bunny and she needed a break."

Stacie throws her head back, laughing heartily.

"Do you think that you can handle all of this Red?"

"Oh I'm pretty positive that I can, Leggy."

Chloe laughs, throwing her arms around Stacie's neck as Stacie's hands rest on Chloe's hips. The previous mix that Beca has thrown on ends; she seamlessly shifts the beat into "Turn Me On." After the first chorus, Beca shifts the beat to "Your Body." Chloe squeals at the song mix. She drops her hands from around Stacie's neck, turning in the other girl's arms. Chloe presses her back into Stacie's front, snaking her arm up Stacie's body to curl it around the back of her neck. Stacie tightens her grip on Chloe's hips, leading the redhead as they sway side to side with the beat. A few of the onlookers catcall and whoop as the two girls grind into each other.

Beca has officially hit her zone. She is one hundred percent focused on her mixing. That is until she spots the commotion on the dance floor. It is a little bit more congested than normal. There is a really tight circle of about twenty people. That isn't what catches Beca's eye. What captivates her gaze is what the circle is focused around. She can see Chloe's fiery red hair bouncing lightly from side to side as she dances. Normally Beca would be crazy turned on at the sight of the redhead dancing. If she weren't dancing with Beca's best friend. Stacie has a firm grip on Chloe's hips as Chloe grinds her ass into Stacie's front. Observing the two girls dancing would normally just fuel Beca's desire, especially with the mix of the adrenaline high and the chemical high. All Beca can feel right now is an enormous amount of jealousy. Her laser focus on her mix is completely broken as she watches the two girls grind into each other. Beca glances down at her phone, eyeing the time. She has time for one more mix before she throws up the auto playlist for the remainder of the night. Normally she would just stay until close, but she is so full of rage at seeing Chloe dance with Stacie, that she will be surprised if she can make it through one more mashup. As Beca is contemplating her next mashup, she is struck with an amazing idea. She evens out the mashup as the songs reach the end. She decides not to mix up the next mix; she already has this one recorded. Beca pulls her iPod out of her jeans, hooking it up to the speaker system. As the other mix ends, she pulls up a playlist of recorded mashups that she has. Scrolling through, she presses her selection, turning the shuffle on as the opening notes begin to play.

You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say.

I'm talking loud, not saying much.

Been there, done that, messed around.

I'm having fun, don't put me down.

I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet.

You shoot me down, but I get up.

I won't let you sweep me off my feet.

This time baby, I'll be

Bulletproof, nothing to lose.

Fire away, fire away.

Ricochet, you take your aim.

Fire away, fire away.

You shoot me down, but I get up.

This time baby, I'll be

Titanium!

Beca slides her headphones off of her ears, setting them gently on the mixing table. She makes her way out of the DJ booth. Amy is standing at the bottom of the stairs, flirting openly with a tall beefy man. Beca slips past her Australian dictator undetected. Beca stops by the bar before she confronts Chloe and Stacie on the dance floor. She comes face to face with the red tinged face of Aubrey. Beca isn't really sure if her face is red from the ingestion of alcohol or if she is pissed off. It may be the latter, considering that Aubrey's eyes are glued to the two girls on the dance floor. Beca finally manages to pry Aubrey's attention from the dance floor after snapping her fingers in front of the blonde's face four or five times. Aubrey turns her rage filled gaze to meet Beca's navy blues. If looks could kill, Beca would drop dead at this very moment.

"What the hell Beca?"

"What?"

"Why did you play this mashup? You know that it is Chloe's lady jam."

"I know."

"So you had to play this mix while she is dancing with Stacie?"

"Well I wasn't thinking clearly."

"No shit Sherlock. This isn't the Beca show!"

Jesse stops at the bar top where Beca is standing. He pulls out a scotch glass, filling about half the glass with Jameson. Beca nods as Jesse, knocking back the glass with gusto. She slams the glass onto the counter, motioning for Jesse to hit her again. Jesse fills the glass halfway up again, walking away as Beca throws the glass back again. She sets the glass down on the bar top, turning to face Aubrey.

"I am well aware of what I am doing. If you would please get your head out of your ass Aubrey, it's not a hat. If you'll please excuse me."

Beca turns away from Aubrey with a huff, making her way to the dance floor. She pushes her way through the crowd, ignoring her fans that are trying to get her attention. It isn't every day that DJ Lady BPM walks out on the dance floor. She usually mixes music for the night and takes off. When Beca finally breaks through the crowd, her jealousy hits an all-time high. Chloe has turned back around in Stacie's arms. The tall brunette has slipped one of her thighs in-between the redhead's legs. Chloe is all but grinding against Stacie's thigh, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut. Beca feels her tiny body fill with a combination of rage and longing. Beca walks up to the pair, tapping her finger impatiently against Stacie's left arm. After the first five pokes go unnoticed, Beca increases her power behind the pokes. After two hard pokes, Stacie growls indignantly, finally opening her eyes. Her green eyes widen as she takes in the pissed off stance of her best friend. Beca crosses her hands over her chest, inclining her head towards the oblivious redhead. Stacie shakes her head from side to side, slipping her thigh out from between Chloe's legs. Chloe slows her gyrating hips, opening her eyes to see what the problem is. Her mouth drops open as she takes in the silent exchange between the two brunettes. Beca's facial expression is a mixture of anger and desire? Stacie just looks really guilty. Chloe drops her hands from Stacie's neck, trying to put a break in the tension between the two. Beca is the first one to break the awkward silence.

"What's up guys?"

Stacie clears her throat, licking her suddenly dry lips.

"Nothing Beca. Just dancing."

"I see. So if nothing was going on, why does is Aubrey sucking down vodka at the bar, looking like somebody kicked her puppy?"

"What?"

Stacie steps back from the two other girls, all but running towards the bar. Beca watches her friend come to a skidding stop in front of a very pissed off Aubrey Posen. Stacie's hands are raised in surrender and it looks like she is chanting "I'm sorry" over and over again. Beca amusedly watches the exchange for a few more seconds before she turns her attention over to Chloe. Chloe worries her bottom lip between her teeth, biting down on the skin. Her eyes are wide and full of remorse as she makes eye contact with Beca's darkened gaze. The mix of anger and desire in Beca's dilated pupils causes arousal to coil in Chloe's stomach. Chloe takes a tentative step closer to Beca.

"How was your dance, Red?"

"It was fine."

"Yeah. You looked to be really enjoying it."

"I like to dance."

"I'm sure that you do."

"I'm not sure what you mean Beca."

"It doesn't matter."

Beca puts her hands on Chloe's hips, roughly pulling the redhead into her body. Chloe moans as Beca uses her knee to part the redhead's legs, slipping her thigh in-between them. Beca pulls down on Chloe's hips, lifting her knee up to press lightly into the redhead's center. Chloe moans, throwing her head back.

"Jesus Beca."

Beca takes advantage of Chloe's exposed neck, attaching her lips to the front of her neck. Chloe moans again, grinding herself down on Beca's thigh again. Beca drags her teeth across Chloe's skin, biting down on the redhead's pulse point. Beca suckles hard on the skin, eliciting another loud moan from the redhead. Chloe snakes her hands around Beca's waist, shaking fingers gripping the other girl's waist. Chloe lets her hands drop to Beca's ass, squeezing the brunette's cheeks roughly. Beca moans into the other girl's neck. Chloe pulls the brunette into her, both girls moaning as jean clad centers are pressed firmly into thighs. The amount of whistles and catcalls finally cause the girls to break apart, both panting loudly. Chloe untangles her body from Beca's, fleeing from the other girl without another word. Chloe speeds walks to the nearest bathroom. She walks into the first stall, locking the door behind her. Breathing heavily, Chloe leans against the door of the stall, running her hands lightly up and down her face. The light knocking against the stall door startles Chloe out of her reprieve.

"Yeah?" Chloe croaks raspily.

"Are you okay?" Beca questions through the door.

"I'm fine. I just needed a minute."

"Will you come out of there?"

Chloe contemplates refusing the brunette, but she finds herself unlocking the stall anyway. Meeting the concerned gaze of the tiny DJ causes something to snap inside of the redhead. Chloe barges out of the bathroom stall with such an intensity, that Beca takes three big steps back. As soon as Beca's back hits the wall of the bathroom, she closes her eyes in anticipation of being hit for practically mauling the redhead. Her eyes crack open when she isn't immediately slapped or punched. A gasp escapes her lips as she takes in the disheveled look of the redhead. Chloe's brilliant blue eyes are black with arousal, pupils blown so wide that only a small sliver of darkened blue is visible. The look in Chloe's eyes is predatory and Beca shivers in excitement. Before Beca can open her mouth to talk, Chloe slams her lips against the brunette's. Chloe wastes no time in asking for entrance into the other girl's mouth, which Beca immediately grants. Chloe keeps control of the kiss, exploring the shorter girl's mouth with gusto. Beca throws her head back, too turned on to care as her head slams against the wall. Chloe runs her hands up Beca's sides, slipping her hands under the younger girl's shirt. Chloe swallows Beca's moan as she rakes her nails across the brunette's stomach. Spurred on by the other girl's reaction, Chloe enthusiastically slides her hands up Beca's torso, letting out a moan of her own as her hands grip the brunette's full bra-clad breasts. Beca breaks her mouth off from Chloe's, a drawn out raspy moan leaving her lips.

"Fuck….Chlo."

Chloe press her lips against the side of Beca's face, placing soft kisses against Beca's cheek. Chloe continues her ministrations on Beca's breasts, rolling hardened nipples between her fingers. Beca moans again, arching her chest into the other girl. Chloe kisses down Beca's cheek, latching her lips onto Beca's pulse point. Chloe sucks hard on Beca's neck, pinching down hard on the brunette's painfully hard nipples. Beca hisses loudly as Chloe bites down hard on her neck.

"Jesus Christ Chloe…."

Chloe smiles against the skin of Beca's neck. She draws the sensitive skin into her mouth, working the flesh between her teeth. Beca groans loudly, sliding her fingers into silken red locks, holding Chloe's face tightly against her neck. Chloe groans into Beca's neck as she feels the brunette tug firmly on her hair. Beca tugs a bit harder on red locks, Chloe pulling her attention away from Beca's neck. As soon as Chloe's lips are within reach, Beca uses her hold on Chloe's hair to slam their lips together. Beca wastes no time in parting the redhead's lips, snaking her tongue into the other girl's mouth. Chloe moans into Beca's mouth, meeting the brunette's tongue with her own. Beca slides her free hand down Chloe's jean clad thigh. Beca grips the redhead's thigh tightly, pulling Chloe's leg up and wrapping it around her waist. Beca shifts her hips, using her current position to switch places with the redhead. A small gasp leaves Chloe's lips as she is pressed up against the wall. Chloe slides her leg down from Beca's waist, hooking her leg around the brunette's knee to pull her tightly against her body.

Chloe is pretty sure that her brain has turned to mush. She can't think about anything else, Beca's taste and smell are invading every piece of her being. She is pretty sure that by now, warning bells should be ringing in her head, but she is too far gone to care about anything else. The taste of Beca's mouth is more intoxicating than the alcohol that Chloe ingested earlier. A whimper leaves Chloe's mouth as Beca's breaks their kiss. The whimper turns into a moan as Beca kisses down Chloe's neck. Beca pulls back slightly, running her fingers across the hem of Chloe's shirt. Chloe lifts her arms, allowing the brunette to tug her shirt over her head. Beca tosses the shirt over her shoulder, not wanting to throw it on the dirty bathroom floor. Beca turns her attention back to the newly undressed torso of the redhead. She licks her suddenly dry lips at the sight of the pale flesh on display in front of her. Beca leans down slightly, placing her lips against Chloe's collarbone. Chloe moans loudly, fisting her hands into brunette locks.

"Fuck…Harder Beca."

Beca smiles against Chloe's collarbone, sucking harder on the skin. Chloe lifts her hips into Beca's seeking some sort of friction. Beca lifts her hips into Chloe's, both girls moaning as the friction of their jeans rub deliciously against them. Chloe reaches her hand in-between the miniscule space between her and Beca's bodies. She flattens her hand against Beca's center, pressing her fingers against the seam of Beca's jeans. Beca moans loudly against Chloe's collarbone, biting down roughly on the redhead's skin. Chloe slides her hand back up Beca's center, stilling her hand when she reaches the button of the jeans. When Chloe feels the brunette nod her approval against her collarbone, she fumbles with the button before popping the jeans open. Chloe slowly slides the zipper of Beca's jeans down. Beca kisses down Chloe's collarbone. She stills her mouth against the tops of Chloe's breasts. Beca kisses the skin that is spilling out of the top of the lacy purple bra. Chloe lets out a raspy moan as Beca pulls a lace covered nipple into her mouth.

"Jesus Beca…"

Chloe slips her hand down Beca's jeans, moaning at the feel of the soaked lace beneath her fingertips. Beca moans into Chloe's chest, biting down hard on the puckered flesh. Chloe groans loudly, pushing Beca's lacy panties to the side. Both girls moan loudly as Chloe's fingers part Beca's lips. The first press against Beca's drenched core almost sends the brunette flying over the edge. She thrusts her hips into Chloe's hand, desperately seeking more friction. Beca releases her mouth from Chloe's nipple, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

"Fuck, Chlo….more…."

Chloe uses her free hand to guide Beca's legs around her waist. Chloe turns the smaller girl in her arms, pressing the brunette's body into the wall. Beca presses her face into Chloe's neck, ghosting a kiss against the redhead's pulse point. Chloe slides her fingers through Beca's folds again, eliciting a throaty moan against her skin.

"Inside….please…"

Chloe laughs lightly, using her fingers to spread open the younger girl's lips. Beca lifts her head from Chloe's neck, groaning loudly. Chloe captures the brunette's lips in a passionate kiss, sliding a slender finger into the other girl as she kisses her. Beca moans into Chloe's mouth, lifting her hips to meet the redhead's thrust. Chloe adds a second finger, using the wall to hold Beca still as she thrusts up into her. Beca breaks her lips from the other girl's, pressing her forehead into the redheads.

Oh my god Chlo…"

"I know baby."

Chloe thrusts up again, curling her fingers inside of the brunette. She presses her thumb into the brunette's clit, rubbing soft circles into the flesh. Beca bucks her hips up into Chloe's hand, dropping her face back into the redhead's neck as a loud moan escapes her lips.

"Harder…"

Chloe gives the other girl what she wants, thrusting harder into the other girl. She curls her fingers with every thrust, hitting the soft spot inside of the other girl.

Beca's moans and cries are falling out of her mouth at a constant state, her body dangerously close to the release that she desperately wants.

"Lift your head up baby."

Beca uses the little bit of control that she has left to grant Chloe's request. The wild look in the redhead's eyes are almost too much for Beca right now. She screws her eyes shut tightly, focusing on the feeling of the other girl's fingers inside of her.

"I'm so close…"

"I know…I can tell.."

Chloe dips her head, attaching her lips to the other girl's pulse point. She sucks roughly on the skin of the other girl's neck, matching the pace of her fingers as they move inside of the other girl with reckless abandon.

"Come for me baby."

Chloe bites down hard on Beca's neck, thrusting into the other girl. With one last curl of her fingers, Beca lets out a loud scream. Her entire body goes rigid as her orgasm overtakes her entire body. Chloe slows down her ministrations, helping the brunette ride out her orgasm. Beca's body goes limp, her entire body weight supported by the redhead. Chloe laughs into the other girl's neck, easing her fingers out of the other girl's jeans. The only indication that Beca is still alive comes from the groan of disapproval at the loss of Chloe's fingers. Chloe places a soft kiss to Beca's sweaty neck.

"I think that you broke me."

Chloe laughs against Beca's neck again. Lifting her head to eye the other girl, she places a soft kiss against the brunette's lips. Beca's eyes widen in surprise as Chloe lifts her hand to her mouth, licking Beca's arousal off of her fingers. Chloe moans at the other girl's taste on her tongue. Beca moans, pulling Chloe's fingers away from her mouth to capture the redhead's lips in fiery kiss. A shot of lust shoots through Beca as she tastes herself on the other girl's tongue. Chloe reluctantly breaks with kiss, panting against the other girl's mouth.

"I love the way you taste."

Beca moans, pressing her lips into Chloe's again. She unwraps her legs from the redhead's waist, standing up on her own unsteady legs.

"Your turn"

Just as Beca moves her hands to Chloe's waist, the door of the bathroom flies open. Chloe jumps back from the brunette in surprise.

TBC

Hmmmm…who is barging into the bathroom. If I get enough love for this chapter, I may let our girls finish. I'm a masochist I know. Please R&R