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It was past 7 and the Bella's were all lazily lounging around. With Stacie reading a book on the couch, Amy on the other side texting one of her "boytoys" whom we all know is bumper. Chloe and Aubrey cuddling in the other couch while watching television. Flo talking on the phone in god knows what language and Beca mixing in her room.

The Bella's try to have dinner together every Wednesday night, it was an unspoken agreement. Wednesday nights was Lily's dinner duty and she cooked mouth watering food , from Asian cuisine to Korean. Japanese , western, and sometimes even Thai, which draws all the Bella's to the main room. Today, on the table was some Spanish Paella with croquettes and bean soup.

"Dinners ready!" Aubrey yells and everyone scrambles to the table.

"Amy!" Stacie smacks Amy's hand from sneaking some croquettes before everyone's at the table while Chloe goes to get Beca.

"Ok where the hell is Cynthia Rose?" Aubrey demands. Wednesday night dinners are sacred and God forbid any of the Bella's missing it.

"I've mmfnbbbn-" Amy tries to speak with her mouth full of food

"What?"

"Mbbfffnnn calmminbh wo anshhe"

"What she's trying to say is that she's been calling her the whole day but there was no answer" flo states while rolling her eyes. Call Flo the master of all languages. Literally.

"Maybe she has classes today and will be back late?" Beca suggests unhelpfully.

"Bec's it's the summer holidays there are no classes" aubrey deadpans back.

Stacie snorts. "Not like she would know , it doesn't make a difference summer or not , I don't see her going for any classes"

"Hey, I merely forgot, I was busy coming up with the new set for our performance next month!"

And the whole table erupts in discussion , with Aubrey and Beca arguing about the importance of actually going for classes while Chloe occasionally throws in her input. Stacie and Amy on the other end fighting over the croquettes , or well, what's left of it. Lily reciting ingredients under her breath. Flo whistling some Spanish tune ,and Emily merely watching everything like a movie.

Just then, someone knocks on the door. Slams on it loudly rather.

"Erm guys there's someone at the door" Emily tries to tell them but no one can hear her.

"Guys..." Emily tries again as the slamming gets louder.

The door then get thrown open and Cynthia Rose is thrown in as her body hits the floor with a loud thud. Immediately all the Bella's shut up and look at the living room in alarm. They gasp in shock when they see Cynthia rose bruised and bloodied on the floor while two stand over her and snarls. They were heavily tattooed, muscly and with one black guy looking around assessing everyone and one blonde with a cunning smirk.

Immediately Aubrey springs into action , pushing blondie away from Cynthia Rose and helping her up. Stacie too helps carry CR's weight while Amy stands in front of them protectively while crossing her arms,with lily at her side, trying to protect them from blondie and the other black guy. All the Bella's scatter behind Aubrey while Chloe glares at the gangsters, shaking in silent anger.

"Oh look what we have here! A bunch of pretty girlies" blondie smiles crookedly before his face hardens. "Bitch here owes us $15 000. If we don't receive the money by the end of this week, you will pay" he snarls into Amy's face.

"What! Why does she owe you $15k!" Chloe, god bless her soul, glares back at them with all her might.

"Oh baby, you better watch your tone with me. You may be pretty but I won't hesitate to cut your face up ."

Aubrey holds Chloe back, afraid that she might do something rash.

Even though she's shaking like a leaf, she forces herself to speak as calmly as possible.

"How are we going to get 15k in such a few days? That's impossible!"

"Well sweety, I'm sure all you sexy ladies here can get 15k easily." As he says and whistles, making hourglass shapes with his hands. The suggestion of prostitution by these gangsters throws any self preservation that Chloe has out of the room and she lunges .

"You son of a bitch! " - only to be held back by Aubrey.

*click* "I wouldn't do that if I were you" the other guy finally speaks. His eyes steel cold, pointing a gun at Chloe.

Everyone stops shock still at that moment. Silence rings throughout the room, only CR's heavy breathing from her injuries can be heard. Shit they were in bigger trouble than they thought. Oh Cynthia Rose, who have you messed with?

"Well well well, what a fiesty one. Are you fiesty in bed too?" Blondie chuckles to himself. "You should shut your mouth red, wouldn't want to splatter your brains out" he adds maliciously.

"Leave." Beca orders as she steps right in front of Fat Amy, in the face of Blondie. The gun now pointed towards her head. Beca doesn't even acknowledge the gun, not even a flinch, and it scares the Bella's for a moment as they wonder how many times she has faced a gun pointing towards her.

"Get out of my house" she orders. "You'll get your money by the end of the week. Nothing less and nothing more. But show your face here again and you won't get a single cent" she says and a shiver runs down aubrey's spine. Never has she heard Beca emit such a tone, it's scary, it's deadly , it's unlike her. And it scares her how calm Beca is in the face of this.

Blondie did not like Beca's tone as his eyes narrow down at her. "And who are you to tell me that" The smell of Cigarette smoke infiltrates Beca's nostrils as he breaths down on her.

"The one that's gonna kill you if you even dare touch a hair on any of my girls again" Beca threatens.

Clearly, blondie didn't get the memo and he brandished his own gun and pointed it at Beca.

"Fuck you"

In a second, his gun was gone from his hand and Lily is next to Beca aiming his gun at him.

"Don't mess with my captain" she mutters under her breath.

Again, Beca doesn't even blink at the turnout as she glares maliciously at him.

At that instance, they knew that this group of girls won't to be messed with. "We'll be back" he spit, " and you better get your money ready by then".

As he leaves with his partner, slamming the door of the Bella's house on his way out, he thinks to himself, not a group he should mess with... If he doesn't get 15k back at the end of the week however, it'll be his turn to play. All these girls for just for him. The shorty and the redhead. Especially the redhead.