Chapter Four: Who Needs Sleep at Eleven O'Clock?
As Beca snuck up to Casa Bella, she took out her phone, and turned off the alarm that they installed into the place and turned on every time they left the house or went to sleep. As she walked in, she thought about how long her day had been. The Bellas welcomed a new Bella, Emily, into the group because she was a 'Legacy', an offspring of a former Bella, she'd worked from nine to three-thirty, and she took care of nine crimes. "What a day. Damn, I'm beat. And I'm hungry."
Then, when she turned on the lights, she went into the kitchen to make a sandwich, since she hadn't eaten anything since the time at the cafe, and she bumped into somebody. Well, more specifically, she bumped into Jessica, of all people. The blonde was about to scream, before Beca covered her mouth. Then, she forced Beca's hand off her. "What the Hell are you doing?" Beca asked. "I could ask the same question. Where have you been, what the Hell happened to you, and why are your clothes like that?!" Jessica shot back.
For a few seconds, Beca didn't know what the Hell she could say. So, she did what she usually did in a situation where she was questioned: she decided to lie. "Secret's out, I go to a shooting range, and I decided to start using my clothes as a target. The more you know, am I right?" Jessica, however, was unamused, and crossed her arms. "Well, nice talking with you, goodnight!" She said, as she made her way to the staircase, completely abandoning the sandwich idea.
But Jessica, of course, wouldn't let Beca walk away from this one, and stood in front of the staircase. "Don't even try to get upstairs." She said, seriously. "Get out of my way." Beca said, her patience slowly diminishing. "No!" Jessica yelled at her, taking Beca off-guard completely. "Beca, I thought that we were all friends in this little group of ours. And I wanna help out someone who I consider a friend, even if we don't talk that much. So cut the bullshit and answer the following question: what the Hell have you been doing?"
Beca couldn't believe what she was seeing or hearing. Jessica, the girl who mostly kept to herself and her friend Ashley, was actually standing up to Beca, the captain of the Bellas. She sighed, taking into account what the other girl said, and began talking. "You're right, Jess. You have a right to know, now that you've seen me in this state." She paused, held her breath, and said, "I was out looking for criminals."
The blonde crossed her arms yet again, and raised her eyes. "I have superpowers, I guess you could say." Beca began, only for Jessica to roll her eyes, and begin walking upstairs. "Hey, where are you going?" Beca questioned. The other girl looked at her, and said, "I thought you were gonna be honest with me. Guess I got my hopes up too high." She said, looking back at Beca.
She continued up the stairs, until Beca ran up and grabbed her arm. "Listen: if you let me show you, I'll prove it to you that I have powers. No bullshit, okay?" Beca said, with the utmost sincerity. Jessica almost hesitated, but instead said, "Fine. Prove it." Beca let go of her arm, and made a gesture for Jessica to follow her.
When they got to the kitchen, Beca took out the biggest knife they had, and gave it to Jessica. "I want you to put that to my arm." She said, alarming the other girl. "WHAT THE HELL?! No, this is a sick prank, Beca. It's not funny, and it needs to stop." She said. "Fine, give me the knife." Beca commanded. When Jessica didn't comply, Beca took the knife forcefully, and jabbed it into her arm, bending the blade. "See?" Then, she twisted the blade back to the way it was before.
"So, what do you think?" Beca said, smirking. All that Jessica could do was stand there, with her mouth wide open. "What the Hell are you?" She asked. Beca laughed, and said, "Come, young grasshopper. You wanted the truth, and you're getting it. We have much to discuss."
After a half-hour of Beca explaining her abilities and origins, Jessica finally broke her silence. "So, you have the same abilities as Hancock? The superhero in New York?" She asked. Beca nodded her head. "Mmm hmm. And you can't tell anyone about it, especially Chloe. Okay? You have to swear that you won't tell anyone." After hearing Beca say this, Jessica pursed her lips, sighed, and said, "I swear, I won't tell anyone. Your secret is safe with me."
And with that, the two girls went upstairs, and as Beca was about to go into her room, Jessica called up to her, and said, "Also, for future reference, you might wanna go through the window instead of the door." Then, she smiled a little, as Beca took what she said into account. "I'll keep that in mind. Goodnight. We have a long day ahead, tomorrow." And then, she got into bed, getting some well deserved sleep.
Author's Note: Well, I'm sure that wasn't expected! Yeah, if you're wondering why I chose Jessica to be the first one to find out, it's because I'm sure you weren't expecting her to be the first one to find out. Normally, it'd be Chloe or Emily, but I decided to go with a less obvious choice. Anyway, the next chapter will be a lot more action-heavy, and full of Beca going Tony Stark on someone's ass. Thank you all for reading! If you like this, please leave a review, and I'll see you next time!