A/N: So it was pointed out to me in a review that I screwed up my timeline. I had put in that Beca was in a car accident a year ago. That after the accident she had told Stacie that she was done using. Then I put that she had first used two months ago when she slept with Stacie. I changed the chapter so it shows that she overdosed a month ago…I was originally going to have her total her car but I decided to go a different route. Too bad my fingers didn't get the memo. I hope that this clears up any confusion. This is what happens when I stay up all night writing. Please forgive me for any confusion that this may have cause and kudos to the guest that caught my screw up. I hope that you all enjoy! All mistakes are mine as I have no beta. Also I don't own anything that is Pitch Perfect. If I did, the tent scene would've had a wayyyyyy sexier ending! Please R&R!

Chapter 6: Ghost Town and Haunted Love

"I swear, we were just dancing."

"It sure as hell didn't look like it. You were practically banging her in front of all those ding-a-lings on the dance floor."

"Aubrey, it was just a dance. I will admit that it got a little bit out of control, but that is all that it was."

Aubrey takes a long swallow of her long island iced tea, eyeing the tall brunette suspiciously. The logical portion of her brain is trying to overpower the slightly drunk jealous portion of her brain. So far, logic is losing this battle. The worst part of it all is, she doesn't even have a right to be jealous because Stacie doesn't belong to her. Stacie can and probably does sleep with whoever she wants. As this last thought enters her alcohol addled mind, she feels the familiar feeling of her stomach churning. She casts one more glance at Stacie before bolting from her seat.

"Aubrey wait!"

Aubrey pushes her body through the crowd of people, making a beeline for the bathroom. Aubrey all but kicks the door down to barge into the bathroom. She wants to comment on the scene that she has just walked into. Chloe is pressed up against the bathroom wall, with no top on. Beca's body is smashed up against her, one hand halfway down the redhead's pants. Both girls' heads snap up as the bathroom door flies open. Chloe squeaks, lightly shoving Beca away from her body. Aubrey eyes both girls suspiciously, bogarting her way past them to run into the bathroom stall that they are in front of. Aubrey doesn't have time to lock the stall door. She bends over at the waist, just in time for her to lose her dinner. She hears the stall door open, feeling fingers slide into her hair, gathering the loose strands into a makeshift ponytail. She can immediately tell that it is Chloe behind her, this has become a familiar dance for them. Aubrey gets stressed, she throws up. Chloe has the need to nurture; she is always there to take care of Aubrey. Aubrey squeezes her eyes shut as she begins to dry heave. The worst part about the stress vomiting is that she doesn't stop until she calms down. The stress vomiting turns into a mild panic attack and she will continue to get sick until she can stop the panic attack.

"There was a time

I used to look into my father's eyes

In a happy home

I was a king, I had a golden throne.

Those days are gone.

Now the memories on the wall.

I hear the songs,

From the places where I was born."

Aubrey can feel her heartbeat slowing down slightly. Her eyes pop open when she hears a rich alto join in with Chloe's smooth soprano.

"Upon a hill across a blue lake

That's where I had my first heartbreak

I still remember how it all changed.

My Father said,

Don't you worry, don't you worry, child

See, heaven's got a plan for you.

Don't you worry, don't you worry now

Yeah!"

Chloe runs her fingers through Aubrey's hair, nails scraping her scalp lightly.

"There was a time,

I met a girl of a different kind.

We ruled the world,

I thought I'd never lose her out of sight.

We were so young,

I think of her now and then.

I still hear the songs,

Reminding me of a friend."

Chloe places a cool paper towel against Aubrey's head.

"Are you alright babe?"

Aubrey nods her head, not completely confident with her ability to not snap at her best friend right now.

"Did you bring any of your medicine with you?"

Aubrey shakes her head, taking a deep breath in through her mouth.

"Alright babe. Well let's go get Stacie and she can drive us home."

Chloe helps Aubrey stand up. She uses the paper towel to wipe Aubrey's face.

"Will you tell me what happened?"

Aubrey clears her throat, coughing slightly.

"Later." She rasps, removing her body from Chloe's arms. She makes her way out of the stall, coming face to face with an extremely disheveled Beca Mitchell. Beca's lips are swollen, hair tangled to one side. Her jeans are unbuttoned and unzipped, hickeys marring the pale skin of her neck. All signs point to "Just been fucked." Aubrey smirks slightly at the state of the tiny DJ, sobering when she remembers why she came in here in the first place. She turns to her best friend, crossing her arms over her chest with a glare.

"We are leaving. If you want a ride home, I suggest that you clean yourselves up and meet us at the bar in two minutes."

Aubrey turns away from Chloe with a huff, stomping her way out of the bathroom. Chloe stands at the door of the stall, shock marring her features. She takes a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. When she quells the shock of her best friend's obvious anger being directed at her, she makes her way over to Beca. She takes in the "JBFed" look of the brunette with a small smile.

"You look good Becs."

Beca snorts, flipping the redhead her middle finger. "Fuck you Red."Beca runs her fingers through her tangled brown locks.

"Maybe later." Chloe reaches her hand up to the DJ's chin, turning her face slightly. "Damn, those are going to bruise."

"It's your fault for trying to devour me."

"It's not your fault that you taste so good."

Chloe winks at the brunette. She leans into Beca's ear, whispering softy. Chloe's warm breath sends shivers down Beca's spine. Chloe takes the shell of Beca's ear in-between her teeth, nibbling the flesh softly. Beca moans, pressing her face harder into Chloe's mouth. Chloe bites down harder, releasing the flesh with a "pop."

"By the way, who said that I was going to invite you in?"

Beca closes the gap between the two, catching Chloe's bottom lip with her teeth. As she bites down on the other girl's lip, she slides her hand down the redhead's still unbuttoned pants. Chloe moans against her mouth as Beca runs her fingers over the soaked lace of Chloe's panties. Beca slides her fingers tantalizingly slow up the other girl's clothed center. Chloe moans again as Beca releases the redhead's bottom lip.

"I think that you want me to come….in.."

"I could always take care of myself, you know?"

A devilish smirk crosses the brunette's features. She slides Chloe's underwear to the side, running her fingers through the redhead's now bare folds. Chloe whimpers as Beca removes her hand from the redhead's jeans. A groan leaves her lips as Beca lifts her hand to her mouth, sucking her fingers clean.

"Well in that case, I will just take this to go."

Beca places her lips against Chloe's, the redhead moaning at the taste of herself on the DJ's mouth. Beca pulls back, taking Chloe's shirt off of her shoulder. She offers it to the other girl. Chloe lifts her arms, allowing the brunette to slide the shirt down her arms and over her face. Beca smooths the shirt down over the redhead's body, slowly running her hands over Chloe's curves. When Beca has deemed the shirt suitable, she leans in to press a chaste kiss on Chloe's lips.

"Time to go home Red."

Beca slides her hand into Chloe's, interlacing her fingers with the redheads. The brunette all but drags the lust dazed redhead out of the bathroom. Beca pulls Chloe through the tight throng of sweaty, gyrating bodies, Chloe stumbling on her own feet. The couple make their way to the bar, walking up to a very pissed off looking Aubrey. She is standing with her arms crossed next to a very despondent looking Stacie. Stacie has her eyes downcast at the floor, her posture slumped and defeated. The tension that is lacing the air is enough to break Chloe out of her daze. She shifts her gaze between the two girls, smiling slightly as she feels Beca squeeze her fingers tightly.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Stacie looks up from the floor to meet concerned ocean blue eyes. She tucks a wayward lock of brown hair behind her ear, shaking her head at Chloe.

"Nothing."

Chloe narrows her eyes at Stacie, pulling her gaze to meet the steely green eyes of her best friend. Chloe can tell by the stiff posture (more stiff than normal) of the blonde and the firmly set line of her lips, that Aubrey is extremely pissed off. Chloe quirks an eyebrow, dropping Beca's hand to cross her arms over her chest.

"I call bullshit. Aubrey, what the hell is going on?"

Aubrey pinches the bridge of her nose, inhaling a deep breath to center herself.

"Nothing is going on Chloe."

"Don't lie to me Bree; I know that something is up."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

"Then why does Stacie look like you just kicked a puppy?"

"Because she can't keep it in her pants for five fucking minutes. As soon as I leave to go get a drink, she all but fucks the first person to walk up to her on the dance floor."

"What are you talking about?"

Aubrey steps up into Chloe's personal space; she tilts her head slightly to meet her best friend's eyes.

"You want to talk about this now?"

"Talk about what?"

"I saw you CHLOE! I saw you guys together on the dance floor. I mean come on!"

"We were just dancing, Bree."

"Oh bullshit Chloe. What I saw was not dancing. You were dry humping each other."

"No we weren't"

"I fucking saw you!"

Chloe takes a deep breath, trying to squash down the anger that she feels bubbling up. It takes a lot to get the redhead angry, but once it happens, she is like a loose cannon.

"I should've known that you couldn't keep your hands to yourself. I just don't know why you have to act so slutty when we go out."

Chloe clenches her jaw, squeezing her fists tightly at her sides as her vision is clouded by anger. She presses her body into Aubrey's.

"Slutty! What the fuck Aubrey!?"

Beca steps away from the two, shuffling closer to Stacie. She laces her fingers through her best friend's, squeezing her hand reassuringly. The two look on as Chloe shoves her left index finger into her best friend's chest, face beet red with anger.

"It was just a fucking dance; I don't know why you are getting so crazy about it."

"It sure as hell didn't look like just a dance. You two were practically humping each other's legs."

"Well that is all that it was. Even if it was more than that, it wouldn't matter. Stacie isn't your girlfriend."

"I am well aware of that. Now she won't ever be. Why would she want to be with me, when she can easily fuck you whenever she wants?"

Chloe jumps back from Aubrey, almost as if she were just burned. Hurt flashes through her ocean blue eyes, causing regret to immediately flood through Aubrey's body. Tears well up in Chloe's eyes, the redhead dejectedly dropping her head into her chest.

"Real fucking nice Bree."

Chloe swipes angrily at her eyes, turning on her heel. She glances once more at her best friend before stomping away. She breezes past the two brunettes, walking hastily out of the club. Beca turns her attention to the blonde, whose stiff posture has not relaxed. The only sign that she is upset being the glossy haze over her green eyes. Beca leans into Stacie, whispering into her best friend's ear.

"I don't know what the hell just happened, but clearly they are both upset. I am going to go make sure that Chloe gets home. I will probably take her to our place. If you want to make sure the blonde dictator gets home safely. Are you okay to drive?"

Stacie nods her head.

"I'll take her home. I haven't had anything to drink tonight. Well I had a couple of shots with Red but that was almost five hours ago. You drank tonight, you had better not drive."

"I will call Benji. Text me when you get her home please."

"Yes ma'am."

Stacie turns her head, pressing a soft kiss against Beca's forehead. Beca squeezes her best friend's hand one more time before letting go. She pulls her phone out of her pocket, opening her contacts to an often used number. She speaks quietly into the phone for a few minutes before disconnecting the call, sliding the phone back into her pocket. She spares one more glance to Stacie before heading out of the club.

Stacie pulls her thumb into her mouth, chewing slightly on the skin of her cuticle. She takes a deep breath before approaching the closed off blonde. Stacie places her hand softly on Aubrey's shoulder, causing the older girl to look up.

"Bree, I swear that I was just dancing."

"It doesn't matter Stacie. Chloe was right."

"Look, I'm not going to say that your words towards Chloe weren't a little bit harsh. I know that it may have looked like a lot more than a dance. It wasn't."

"I want to believe you, but I don't know Stace. I don't know what I am doing here. This is completely unfamiliar territory for me. How long before you get bored of me and leave? My father always told me, "In the minefield of life, you must be prepared to lose both feet. I can't just jump into this, whatever it is between us if this is what I get to look forward to every time we go out."

"Aubrey, does it look like I know what I am doing? I have never been in a relationship before. I'm more like a hit it and quit it girl. Also that quote is really violent and depressing. As for me getting bored of you? I have been crushing on you for a year now; there is no way that I will get bored of you. Can't you see that I only have eyes for you, you idiot? Can we get out of here?"

"Trying to take me home Conrad?"

"Believe me Bree; I would love nothing more than to take you home. I think that we need to do this the right way. You deserve to be wooed, and I want to woo you. So yes, I am going to take you home, so you can go to sleep. When we wake up, we are going to go see Chloe so you guys can kiss and make up. Tomorrow night, well technically tonight, you and I are going to go out to dinner. I am going to wine and dine you."

Aubrey smiles, leaning her face up to capture the brunette's lips in a soft kiss.

"You are just too sweet for your own good, Conrad. Take me home so I can go to sleep. I want it to be tonight already."

"Me too Babe, me too."

Stacie presses her lips chastely against Aubrey's, sighing softly as the blonde kisses her back. She pulls away with a groan, fighting the hunter's urge to deepen the kiss. She grabs the blonde's hand, interlacing their fingers.

"Let's blow this popsicle stand Babe."

~*~Outside~*~

Beca pulls her hoodie over her head, tightening the hood to fight off the night chill. She bounds down the steps of the club. Donald is perched at the door, leaning his body against the hard wood. He looks up as Beca begins her descent down the stairs. She meets his eyes with a frown on her face, stopping in her tracks.

"Hey Don, have you seen a super-hot ginger walk out here in the last couple of minutes?"

"Hey DJ. Yeah I saw the ginger that came here with Leggy and the hot militant blonde earlier. She looked pretty upset. She practically ran down the stairs, took a left and started walking down the street."

"Thanks dude."

Beca runs down the rest of the stairs without a word. She turns sharply to the left, increasing her pace to catch up to the redhead. By the end of the first block, Beca can feel the strain in her calves. Cardio not being her thing, well any kind of exercise really. Just when she is about to give up, she spots the redhead sitting on the steps of a building. Chloe's knees are drawn up to her chest, her head pressed into her lap. As Beca approaches the other girl, she can hear the soft sobs coming from the redhead. Beca's heart breaks for the other girl. She cautiously steps up to the other girl, sitting down next to her on the stairs. Beca reaches her hand up, placing it on top of Chloe's head. She laces her fingers through the other girl's hair, running her fingers lightly through the redhead's soft locks. After a few minutes of Beca's ministrations, Chloe begins to calm down. She gasps lightly for air, sniffling slightly.

"It's okay Chlo."

Chloe lifts her head up from her lap, meeting the stormy blues of Beca's eyes. Beca lets her fingers fall out of the other girl's hair, sliding her hand down to Chloe's waist. She grips the redhead's waist, pulling the older girl into her body. Chloe shivers, from the cold or from the contact of the other girl she isn't sure. Beca; feeling the other girl shiver, let's go of the redhead. Chloe whimpers at the loss of contact.

"I'm just taking my jacket off for you. Your skin is freezing Chlo."

Beca strips off her hoodie, sliding the jacket over Chloe's head. Chloe slides her hands through the arms, pulling the hoodie down her body. Her senses are overwhelmed by the smell of Beca. The hoodie smells like strawberries, laundry soap and something that is distinctly Beca. Chloe presses the sleeves of the jacket into her face, taking a deep inhale of the fabric.

"Are you okay Red?"

Chloe laughs sardonically, turning her head to face Beca. Beca frowns at the tear tracks on Chloe's cheeks, her eyes red and puffy.

"My best friend just called me a slut. Do you think that I am okay?"

"She didn't mean it Chlo. She's just upset and drunk."

"Aubrey never speaks before thinking. If she says something, it is most definitely because she means it at the time."

"I don't think that she meant it. I will admit that I was a little bit jealous seeing you dance with Stacie, but at the end of the day, there is nothing that I can do about it. Stacie is a very sexual person, I feel like you are kinda the same way. So when you put two sexual people together to dance, it has a tendency to be pretty sexual in nature. Plus, I have no claim over you, so it is what it is."

"Is this supposed to be making me feel better? Because it really isn't working."

"Sorry. I am absolute shit when it comes to words. Unless it involves writing music. What I am trying to say is. You aren't a slut. Aubrey was out line, but you said some pretty hurtful things to her too. Stacie has had it bad for General Posen since she met her."

Beca snaps her head to face Chloe when she feels the other girl's body shaking. Chloe has her face buried in her cloth covered hands. Beca slides her arm over the redhead's shoulders, pulling the slight girl into her body.

"What's wrong Chlo?"

The redhead continues shaking, rocking back and forth slightly. Beca's worry turns into amusement when she hears a snort leave the other girl's mouth. Chloe uncovers her face, tears streaming down her face as she tries to control her giggles. She gasps loudly, trying to catch her breath. She wipes the tears from her eyes with the sleeves of Beca's hoodie. When she has sufficiently caught her breath, she turns her gaze to meet Beca's, a small smile gracing her lips.

"What's so funny Red?"

"You called Aubrey General Posen."

"Yeah. So?"

"It's just funny because Bree's dad is a General in the Army. She would actually die if you called her that to her face."

Beca laughs lightly, reaching over to tuck unruly red locks behind Chloe's ear. A small sigh of contentment leaves Chloe's lips, she subconsciously leans her head into Beca's hand. Beca runs her hand softly down the redhead's cheek, wiping stray tears off of Chloe's face. Chloe's eyes flutter closed at the soft touch of the brunette, lips parting slightly. When Chloe opens her eyes again, she meets navy blues that are staring back at her with longing and affection maybe. Chloe feels her body slowly leaning in, subconsciously closing the gap between her and the brunette.

"God, you're beautiful."

Chloe feels her face heating up, a blush spreading across her cheeks. In the back of her mind, she can hear the ever present doubtful voice.

-She's lying.

-You're nothing.

-You're disgusting.

-She'll leave too. They all do.

Chloe tries to ignore the panic that she can feel rising inside of her chest. She takes a deep lungful of the crisp night air, trying to squish down the nausea that she can feel building up. Beca takes notice of the change in the redhead's demeanor. She can see the sadness flit across those electric blues that she can't stop thinking about. Beca knows that Chloe doesn't believe her; she saw the self-hatred flash through the redhead's eyes when Beca called her beautiful. Beca knows all about self-hatred, she sees it every day when she looks at herself in the mirror. Over the years she has gotten used to hating the reflection that stares back apathetically at her. The fact that she can see the same things in the redhead's eyes makes Beca want to cry. After she cries, she wants to go find the person that has made the redhead feel like this and beat their ass. The person that would break down such a beautiful, selfless person deserves all of the pain that Beca's five-foot two frame can bring. Beca softly traces the redhead's jawline with her fingertips before sliding her hand to the back of Chloe's neck. She tangles her fingers in the redhead's locks. Chloe barely has enough time to react before Beca pulls their faces together, capturing the redhead's lips. Beca can taste the sweetness of the redhead's lips, mixing with the saltiness of her tears. Beca can't help the involuntary moan that leaves her mouth as she savors the softness of Chloe's lips on hers. Chloe slips her tongue into the dj's mouth, her own moan swallowed by the brunette's hot mouth. Beca fights the other girl for dominance, meeting her tongue stroke for stroke. Chloe's hands impatiently begin to grab at the other girl's shirt, fingers slipping beneath the fabric. Beca arches her back, pressing her body tightly into the redhead's as she feels Chloe's nails drag across her bare stomach. Beca can feel desire coil in her belly as the redhead softly trails her nails across the brunette's skin. Beca breaks the kiss first, pressing her face into Chloe's neck. She nips lightly at the redhead's pulse point as she struggles to catch her breath. Chloe tilts her head to the side, allowing the brunette open access to the pale skin of her neck. Beca burrows her face deeper into Chloe's neck, scraping her teeth sharply against pale expanse of skin. Chloe moans in pleasure as Beca nips and sucks at the sensitive of her neck. Her right hand instinctively slides further up Beca's shirt until her hand meets the supple flesh of Beca's bra clad chest. The brunette moans into Chloe's neck as the redhead gently squeezes her breast. A hiss leaves Chloe's clenched jaw as Beca bites down harshly on her pulse point, immediately being soothed by the brunette's tongue.

"Jesus Beca….."

Beca smirks against Chloe's neck, drawing the pale skin between her teeth again. She suckles on the skin, adding soft bites and licks into the mix. The hustle and bustle sounds of Los Angeles are lost on Beca. The rush of the blood in her veins and Chloe's soft mewls being the only things that she can hear at the moment. The two girls jump apart as a loud car horn reverberates through the quiet neighborhood.

"Son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you Benji."

Beca breaks away from Chloe's grasp, gently pulling the redhead's hands out from under her shirt. Smoothing the fabric of her shirt, she places a soft kiss against the redhead's knuckles. She shamelessly eyes the redhead up and down, taking in the older girl's frazzled appearance. Her eyes widen at the sight of the angry purple mark that her teeth have left. She leans in slightly, pressing a soft kiss to the angry mark. She interlaces her fingers between Chloe's, pulling the older girl to her feet.

"Come on Red, I'm taking you to bed."

The desire that Chloe sees reflecting through Beca's eyes causes a groan to slip out of her pursed lips. Her eyes screw shut as arousal creeps down her belly. Beca tugs lightly on the redhead's hand, pulling her to the black BMW parked at the curb. Beca pulls open the back passenger door, gesturing with her free hand for Chloe to get in. Chloe smiles brightly, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of the brunette's mouth as she steps into the car.

"Thank you."

Beca smirks at the redhead before softly shutting passenger door. She walks over to the driver's side backseat, pulling open the door and sliding in. She pulls the door shut as she settles into the back seat.

"Hey Bec."

Beca leans forward slightly, smacking the driver in the back of the head. He yelps, sitting up slightly to move out of the brunette's reach.

"What the hell Beca?"

"You scared the piss out of us Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Well, it's not my fault. I have been sitting out here for ten minutes trying to get your attention."

Chloe snorts softly, covering her mouth with her hand to stifle her giggles. Beca glances at her, trademark smirk in place. She turns her attention back to Benji, frowning slightly at his sheepish grin.

"Sorry, not sorry dude. I was a little bit preoccupied."

"No worries DJ. I would be distracted too if I had the company of such a beautiful woman."

Benji turns in his seat, holding his hand out to the blushing redhead.

"I'm Benji."

Chloe shakes off her embarrassment, sliding her hand into Benji's.

"Nice to meet you Benji. I'm Chloe."

Benji leans his head towards the backseat, pressing a soft kiss to Chloe's outstretched hand. He releases her hand, sitting back up with a smile.

"The pleasure is all mine Mademoiselle."

Beca looks up from her phone screen with a scoff.

"Dude, can you like not?"

"I am certain that I do not know what you are talking about Tiny DJ."

"Benji, I only let Stacie and Amy get away with calling me that because I have known them since we were kids. Plus they don't fucking listen to me. If you call me that again, I will rip your balls off and feed them to wolves."

Benji swallows thickly, turning his attention back to the front of the car. He turns the keys in the ignition, the car starting up with ease. He switches on the radio on low volume, pulling the car out of the parking spot.

Beca turns her attention back to her cell phone for a minute, quickly typing out a text message.

Beca: (01:35 am) Hey Aims, can you make sure that my equipment gets packed up safely? I kind of left the club in a hurry.

Tasmanian Devil: (01:35 am) You got it Shawshank. I will make sure that your precious DJ equipment makes its way home.

Beca: (01:35 am) Thanks dude. Also, if I were you, I wouldn't plan on coming home tonight.

Tasmanian Devil: (01:36 am) OOOOOkkkkkkaaaaaayyyyy. I will crash at Lily's place. If you don't hear from me by tomorrow afternoon, I am probably dead.

Beca: (01:36 am) I think that you will be fine. Lily hasn't killed anyone in years.

Tasmanian Devil: (01:37 am) That we know of. Anywho, have fun bumping uglies with the soulless twig bitch. Try not to destroy the house. Also, no lesbian sex on my bed!

Beca: (01:37 am) I will try not to destroy the house. As for the lesbian sex on your bed, I can't promise that. ;)

Tasmanian Devil: (01:38 am) Need I remind you that I do know people in the Tasmanian Mafia? I know how to make a murder look like an accident.

Beca: (01:38 am) Whatever dude. I'll talk to you later.

"Who are you texting?"

Beca tears her eyes away from her phone screen, slightly startled at how close Chloe is to her right now. She locks her phone, sliding the device into her jean pocket.

"Amy. I just needed to make sure that my equipment makes it home. That shit is worth more than anything else that I own."

"Hmmm."

Chloe slides her body across the backseat, closing the distance between her and the brunette. She lifts up her leg, straddling the smaller girl's waist. Beca's hands slide up the redhead's body, resting on her hips. Chloe leans down, pressing her lips firmly into the DJ's. Beca moves one of her hands up, tangling it into the redhead's locks. She presses her hand against Chloe's neck, pulling the redhead's lips more firmly into her own. Chloe moans, pressing her hips firmly into the DJ's. Beca presses her tongue against Chloe's lips, asking for entrance. Chloe instantly complies, slipping her tongue into the DJ's waiting mouth. Beca tightens her grip on the redhead's hip. She pulls the older girl tightly against her, lift her hips up to press herself into the other girl's center. Chloe moans raggedly into Beca's mouth, sliding her hands up the DJ's body. Beca lets out a moan of her own as Chloe's hands find purchase on Beca's chest. Beca arches her back, pressing her chest harder into the redhead's roaming hands. Chloe teases the brunette's chest, moaning as she feels the flesh pucker and harden through the DJ's clothes. Beca pulls her mouth away from the redhead's with a soft groan. She presses her forehead into Chloe's as they struggle to catch their breath.

"You're gonna be the death of me Red."

"Feelings mutual Becs."

"W….um….W…We're at your house Bec."

Beca turns her attention the extremely flushed friend. She smirks at Benji's flustered state. Beca presses a kiss to Chloe jawline as the redhead slides off of the DJ's lap. Beca pops open her car door, sliding her body out of the car. She holds her hand out to the redhead, helping Chloe out of the car. She shuts the door, walking the two feet to the driver's side door. She leans into the open window, smirking at her sister's boyfriend.

"Thanks for coming to pick us up dude."

"You're welcome Beca."

"Get outta here dude. Go home to Em."

"You got it DJ. By the way, nice job. Chloe is super-hot."

"No shit Sherlock. Now get the hell out of here before I call Em and tell her that you were flirting with another girl."

"I wasn't"

"But she doesn't know that. Have a good night bud."

"I would say the same thing to you, but I can already tell that you will."

Beca laughs, standing up straight. She backs away from the car, turning to see a very disheveled looking redhead. Her bottom lip is pulled between her teeth and her bright blue eyes are three shades darker than normal. Beca saunters over to the redhead, adding more sway to her hips than she normally would. Chloe's eyes widen, sweeping over the tantalizing movements coming from the brunette's body. Beca walks straight past the redhead, pressing a soft kiss against Chloe's cheek. Chloe stands stock still, shocked at the punch of arousal into her gut.

"Coming Red?"

Chloe whips her body around, eyes trailing the retreating form the brunette. She takes a deep breath before following behind the brown haired vixen. Beca walks up the entryway of the house, fishing her house keys out of her pocket. She manages to unlock the front door before Chloe catches up to her, which is a feat in and of itself considering how badly her hands are shaking right now. Before she is able to open the door, she feels Chloe's body press into her back. She groans inwardly as she feels the redhead's hardened nipples against her back. Chloe presses her lips against the back of Beca's neck, causing the brunette to lose her focus entirely.

"Come on Becs. I can't be inside of you until you let us inside."

"Fuck Chlo."

Beca shakes off the overwhelming desire flowing through her veins. She turns the knob on the front door, pushing open the door. Her free hand grips one of the redhead's belt loops, she all but drags Chloe into the house, kicking the door shut behind them. As soon as they are inside of the house, Beca turns to face Chloe. Chloe gasps at the darkened gaze of the brunette. A squeak barely makes it to the redhead's lips before her back is slammed into the front door. Beca immediately claims the redhead's lips, pressing her tongue into Chloe's mouth. Beca's left hand slides up the redhead's thigh, firmly pressing the palm of her hand against Chloe's jean clad center. Chloe breaks the kiss with a loud moan, Beca immediately lays claim against the redhead's pulse point. She bites down hard on the skin, pressing the palm of her hand against Chloe's center again. Chloe moans again, lifting her hips to increase the pressure of Beca's hand. Beca pulls her attention away from the redhead's neck, meeting the lust blown gaze of Chloe.

"Bedroom." Is all that Beca can manage to rasp out before she pulls Chloe roughly away from the door.

Beca leads them down a dark hallway, thankful that she didn't take one of the upstairs bedrooms when they all moved in. She is pretty sure that she will spontaneously combust if she is not inside of Chloe within the next two minutes. It feels like it takes three hours to get to her door, the redhead is practically panting with desire by the time Beca leads them into her bedroom. Beca doesn't bother to shut the door behind them, she warned the girls about coming home tonight. As soon as she manages to lead Chloe through the doorway, she switches on the light, unceremoniously pushing the redhead onto her bed. Chloe shrieks lightly as she bounces on the bed. Beca climbs up on the bed, straddling the redhead's thighs. She presses a hard kiss against Chloe's lips, biting down on the redhead's bottom lip. Her hands waste no time in removing the redhead's clothes. The shirt is the first obstacle to be tackled. Chloe obediently lifts her arms, allowing Beca to slip the shirt over her head. Beca tosses the shirt behind her, turning her attention immediately to the bra covered breasts of the redhead. Beca bites her lip as she drinks in the sight of an extremely flushed Chloe. She motions for the redhead to sit up slightly, sliding her hands behind Chloe's back. She quickly unclasps the redhead's bra, pulling the material off of her as she lies back down. Chloe screws her eyes shut, unable to stand the intensity of the brunette's stare.

"Jesus…."

Beca tosses the bra to the floor, leaning down to press a kiss to Chloe's collarbone. Chloe moans as she feels Beca's warm breath wash over her body. A hiss escapes her mouth as Beca draws a nipple into her mouth. The warmth of Beca's mouth a sharp contrast to the cold air of the apartment. The brunette turns her attention to the other nipple, drawing out a low moan from the redhead. Her right hand fondles the neglected breast, pinching the puckered flesh softly.

"Fuck…..Beca…."

Beca smiles against the redhead's breast, biting down harder on the sensitive flesh. Chloe gasps, her eyes flying open as her hand tangles into the brunette's hair. Beca moans as Chloe presses her face harder into her breast. Beca's free hand moves behind her body, blindly seeking out the redhead's jeans. After a few fumbles, the brunette manages to unsnap Chloe's jeans. Beca releases the redhead's nipple with a pop, earning another soft moan. She shifts up slightly to press a chaste kiss to the redhead's lips. Before Chloe has a chance to reciprocate the kiss, Beca is already making her way down Chloe's body. Beca presses soft kisses against the redhead's bare torso as she slides her body down to Chloe's lower body. Beca slides down the zipper of the redhead's jeans, Chloe lifting her hips to help the DJ slide her jeans off of her body. Beca grips the redhead's lacy underwear, sliding them off with her jeans. Chloe feels a momentary panic arise; she has never allowed anybody this close to her scar ridden thighs. Her panic dissipates as she feels Beca press soft kisses to the tops of her thighs. Beca lifts her head slightly from the redhead's glorious body.

"You're fucking gorgeous Chloe."

Chloe takes a deep breath, awaiting the onslaught of negative thoughts that usually run rampant through her mind. Before she can even think of a negative retort in her mind, her body arches off of the bed as Beca runs her tongue through the redhead's folds. Chloe moans loudly, Beca humming contently against the redhead's center. Beca presses her free hand against the redhead's stomach, holding the other girl against the mattress.

"Oh my god Bec…fuck."

Beca slides her tongue through the readhead's folds again, drawing out another moan from Chloe. Beca presses her tongue into the redhead's entrance, relentlessly thrusting her into the other girl.

"Ugggghhhh…"

Beca thrusts her tongue into the other girl a few more times before drawing her tongue up to the redhead's clit. She swirls the tip of her tongue around the sensitive nub before drawing it between her teeth. A scream leaves Chloe's mouth as the brunette bites down softly on the nub.

"Please baby….."

Beca pulls her face just slightly from the redhead's center. She exhales a stream of warm air against the other girl.

"Please what?"

Chloe whimpers at the loss of contact, weakly attempting to lift her hips up. Beca laughs lightly against the redhead's body. Chloe thrashes her head from side to side as her frustration bubbles over.

"Please fuck me already!"

"Yes ma'am."

Beca presses her face into the redhead's center again, drawing out a whimper from the other girl. Beca flicks her tongue against Chloe's clit, her free hand sliding down the redhead's body. She runs her fingers teasingly through the redhead's folds. Chloe lets out a frustrated groan, tangling her hand harshly into Beca's brown locks. Beca groans at the other girl's aggressive move, flicking her tongue against Chloe's clit again. This time she easily slides two fingers into the other girl, Chloe's loud moan echoing around the room. Beca thrusts her fingers into the redhead, curling her fingers slightly. A loud moan is all of the confirmation that Beca needs to know that she found the girls g spot. Beca thrusts her fingers into Chloe again, flicking her tongue against her clit as she curls her fingers.

"Jesus Christ Beca….fuck! Harder!"

Beca smiles against the other girl, sliding a third finger into her on the next thrust.

"Oh my god! Yes!"

Beca curls her fingers, feeling the tightening of the other girl's walls. She knows that Chloe is close. Beca speeds up her ministrations, flicking her tongue in time with her thrusts. Chloe's head is thrashing from side to side, incoherent moan and groans the only thing that her body is capable of right now. Beca thrusts her fingers one last time, curling the digits as she bites down on Chloe's clit.

"BECA!"

Chloe's body arches off of the bed as her orgasm washes over her. Beca continues her ministrations, helping the redhead ride out her orgasm. Beca slows her thrusts as Chloe's body sags back into the mattress. A low groan leaves the redhead's lips as Beca removes her fingers from the other girl. Beca licks her fingers clean of Chloe's arousal. She kisses her way up the redhead's body. A cocky smirk gracing her features as she takes in the sight of the other girl. Chloe's eyes are screwed shut, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her lips are parted slightly, small pants escaping her mouth. Beca presses her lips against Chloe's, a groan leaving the older girl's lips as she tastes herself on Beca's mouth. Chloe slowly opens her eyes, taking in the smirk on the other girl's face.

"Hi." Chloe croaks.

"Hi yourself." Beca's voice is rough with lust.

Chloe presses her lips against the brunette's softly.

"You're amazing."

"I know."

Chloe laughs. "And so humble."

"Don't hate the player, hate the game."

"Shut up."

Beca laughs heartily against Chloe's lips.

"As soon as I can feel my legs, you're going down."

"I think that the more accurate saying would be that you are going down, my dear."

Chloe laughs, pressing a kiss to the brunette's lips.

"So crass."

"You love it."

TBC

Alright guys, there you have it. I am so sorry that it took me so long to bust this chapter out. I was just having issues with it. I am still not 100% happy with it, but I hope that you all like it. I will try and update more frequently, but I work in retail for a living, the next two months are going to be absolute hell for me. So in the rare case that you don't see anything from me for a while, do not fret. I will not abandon this story; it just may take me some time to update. As always, show me love. R&R. Thank you awesome nerds!