3 weeks earlier
Beca stormed out of her father's office slamming the door forcefully as she left. Not sure where to go she ran to Jesse`s apartment , she needed his goofy smile and warm caress around her. Quickening her pace as she heard the hinges on the door squeak open and presumed her father was following her. "He is crazy, there`s not gonna be a zombie outbreak, why would there be? It`s probably just some of his over protective father treatment at some ill guy he saw on tv" she thought as she ran.
Having had a party the previous night the brunette found herself gasping for air as she reached the treble`s door. Banging her pale fists against the door a voice emanated from the other side informing her it was open. Hastily opening the door and collapsing into the boy`s lap in one swift movement she looked into his face and smiled, she knew she was safe from her father's mad ramblings. Jesse kicked the door close with his brunette free leg.
"What`s wrong babe? What did he do this time?" Jesse asked all too accustomed to Beca bursting in after talking to her father. Beca kept staring into his brown eyes, trying not to lose her comfort in them. Still waiting for an answer, he just slipped his arms around her neck and hugged her, hoping that it would encourage her to speak up about her problems. Sick of the deafening silence Beca tried to tell him everything. " I don`t know Jesse, he wanted to take me away from Barden because of some supposed zombie outbreak, he shouted me for being naive for wanting to stay here with you." she sighed still focused on his eyes.
Being a movie buff Jesse`s eyes lit up at the possibility of a zombie outbreak but quelled his excitement to comfort his girlfriend. " Becs he just wants to protect you from danger, he is your father, it`s his job. You can take care of yourself but he just want to be sure" he replied trying not to sound like he was not sticking up for his girlfriend. "Of course you're on his side, is it all against Beca day or something?" she snapped back, she thought he would comfort her and tell her she was right. She should have gone to Chloe. Jesse wasn`t sure what to say and instead pressed his lips against hers. kissing back, Beca`s thoughts of red hair and blue eyes evaporated almost instantaneously. "i love you Jesse" Beca whispered without thinking.
"What was that?" the treble teased " did the badass Beca Mitchell just show emotion to me" blushing about ten different shades of red Beca licked his face in retaliation. Jesse`s smug smirk disappeared and replaced with a defeated smile. "Do you want go for a drive, I`ve been stuck in the room due to all my classes being cancelled?" she asked the brunette with his signature puppy eyed look. "you know I can`t I say no to your weird face" she laughed.
"Why did your dad buy you a car for coming second to us in the finals?" Beca asked the tall treble. "Well he thought that I was great and gave me a consolation prize when the only thing I needed from Lincoln center was you in my arms" he replied with the cheesiest grin he could muster. Beca slumped down in her seat and stared out the open window as Jesse backed out of the parking lot and drove onto the road. Neither student knew where they were going, just driving all over town.
"We should probably find somewhere to eat" Jesse announced breaking the tranquil silence in the car. Approaching a cross roads a man ran in front of Jesse`s car and slammed head on with the bumper. Forcing the car to a rough halt Jesse looked in his rear view mirror to see if the body was dead- it wasn`t. Still staring out the window Beca saw a truck coming towards them, she tried to alert Jesse but her body wouldn`t move and her mouth wouldn`t open. She tried to scream but not a sound came out.
The car wrapped itself around the grill of the truck, Beca`s seatbelt constricted her chest and stopped her from being flung out of the windscreen but she still got cut up her chest on a piece of metal that was dislodged. The car kept on with the momentum of the truck and crashed through a nearby cafe window showering the customers with razor sharp shards of glass. Beca looked over at her boyfriend a piece of metal had hooked itself through his left arm preventing him from being removed from his seat. A glance in the mirror confirmed her worst fear a crowd of wounded people came towards her, some missing half their face others arms and legs. Beca knew only one thing for definite- her dad was right. She tried to scramble out of the car but a searing pain stopped her, she looked down and saw a shard of glass impaled in her leg. Ripping it out she screamed out in enormous pain. Dragging herself out she saw an abandoned motorbike with the keys in, she presumed the owner was part of the crowd after her body. Mounting the bike she took a last look at Jesse and rode off. No idea where she was going she just rode away from the scene- away from her wounded boyfriend.
She rode back towards Barden, she needed to see if everyone was alright. When she arrived at the gates she wished she had stayed away. The whole building had erupted into flames, she looked desperately to where Chloe and Aubrey`s apartment was, a thick black pillar of smoke trailed from their window. Chloe, her Chloe, was gone. Salty tears fell from her eyes as she collapsed to her knees in mourning, she couldn`t get the image or red hair out of her mind.
Still bawling her eyes out Beca returned to the bike and rode to her father`s house, hoping for a bit of redemption if he was alive. Arriving at the front door she was mortified to find it open with a blood trail leading into the house. Tossing the bike violently on the ground she sprinted into the house to find her father on the floor with both legs missing and a mutated Sheila hanging by her neck on the rafters snarling at the small brunette. "Always knew the step-monster would be the death of him" she muttered, angry that she was right.
Picking up her father she slung him over her shoulder and buried him in the backyard, shedding a tear for every regret she had with him. Finding a beautiful marble rock in the garden she lay it on the head of the grave in memorial of him, the last tribute she could bring herself to give him. Mounting her new bike she rode off down the road too distracted to realize where she was going.