Beca awoke the next day around noon, she looked across the bed to find Jesse still asleep his head planted face down into the pillow and his arm thrown lazily across her own waist. She slowly crawled out careful not to wake the sleeping boy and went downstairs to get a drink.
She filled the kettle and leant against the side waiting for it to boil, she wasn't snooping but she saw some kind of brochure on the side with Jesses name on it so she had to pick it up and see what it was about.
Barden University.
What the hell?
Jesse hadn't told her he was applying, the last time they spoke he wanted to go to LA with her, he figured it may help him find a job within the music industry too.
She picked up the book and stormed back up the stairs, she didn't even think that Jesses parents may still be asleep or at least in the house. She stormed into the room slamming to door behind her scaring the shit out of Jesse causing him to jump up from his slumber, if she wasn't so pissed she would have found it hilarious.
'What the fuck is this?' She screamed as she chucked the book at Jesse aiming for his face, lucky for him she was by no means sporty and it didn't even reach the end of his bed, Jesse leant down and picked up the book.
'It's uh, Barden. The school has a programme, we are pretty much guaranteed a place because we went to the local school.'
'Since when were you going to college.'
'College has been my plan since I was like eight Bec, why are you so mad?'
'Because we've spoken about LA, I thought we were moving there together.'
'Nothing is set in stone Bec, I don't know what I'm doing yet, I had to at least look at options.'
Beca felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest.
'We've been here before' Beca said, her voice surprisingly steady for a girl with tears rolling down her face.
'We've never spoke about College Bec, how the hell would I know what to do?'
'We've spoke about you hurting me, something you promised me you would never do and now you've done it twice in what? Two months?'
'How is looking at a college hurting you, I don't understand.'
'Because it means you're going to fucking leave me.' She snapped.
'You can come too, even if you don't it doesn't mean we have to break up. I don't understand why you are making such a huge fucking deal out of this.'
Beca squeezed her eyes shut trying to ignore what Jesse had just said 'Long distant relationships don't ever work Jesse, I don't want to spend every evening scared that you're out with your college friends and some slutty ass might make a move on you.'
'I think the fear should be vice versa Beca, let's face it, if one of us were to cheat it wouldn't be me.'
Jesse looked down into his lap, Beca couldn't see his face but she was fuming, the upset tears had long been replaced with angry ones, he practically had just called her a slut.
'You're so fucking naive, so used to having everything handed to you that you can't even consider taking a risk.'
'What the fuck Beca, you've literally woke me up just to scream at me about something I haven't even done yet and then you make fun of me because my parents actually cared about me, don't take your shitty family issues out on me.' Jesse looked stunned at what he had said, clearly in the heat of the argument mixed with the confusion and tiredness he just snapped.
'Fuck. You.'
Was all Beca said back before picking up her bag and storming out of the house. She didn't even care that she was still in what she slept in, sweat pants and a vest top, it was cold sure but her body felt like it was on fire from the argument. She had no idea why she reacted so badly, she didn't even give him a chance, but then he said those things, calling her a slut was one thing, but to bring up her family.

Beca considered going to see Chloe, she would probably be the most helpful and would know what to say but she didn't actually want to talk, she wanted to be alone. She considered going to the lake as it was such a perfect place and it helped her think, but Jesse would probably look there if he wanted to apologise so she went home and cried out all of her tears, ripped down the happy photos of Jesse and blocked out the rest of the world with her big headphones.

About two hours later her dad stormed into her room.
'I've been shouting you for ages Beca, Jesse s here, should I tell him to come up?'
Beca ignored her dad, placed her headphones down and went to her front door.
'What.' She snapped looking him directly in the eye, she hoped she looked intimidating but she probably looked more like some mess who had just been crying over her boyfriend for the past hour because let's face it, that's what she was.
'I'm sorry Bec.'
'Okay.' She looked away from him and focused on a spot on the porch behind him.
'Really I am, I don't want to get in some stupid fight and I'm so sorry about what I said, you know I didn't mean it.'
'Sure sounded like you meant it.'
'Well I didn't, I want to be with you Bec, I know you wouldn't cheat.'
'Well right now I don't really want to be with you, and let's face it, i am such a slut, you deserve so much better than me.' Sarcasm oozed from her voice not the friendly banter though, she hoped she was being patronising. Jesse looked hurt so it worked.
'Bec.' He stuttered.
'Bye.' She smirked and slammed the door, just on time it would have seen because she broke down and slid her back along the wood as soon as it was closed. Her dad looked concerned and tried to comfort her but she just batted him away, she wished Molly were here but she was currently at her dads so Beca had no one. She went back to her room and noticed her phone was flashing.

To: Beca
From: Stacie
Party at mine for my birthday, dress code is sexy you had better be there bitch xx

Beca obviously didn't want to go but she text Stacie back saying she would, it was her birthday after all, plus she needed a distraction from Jesse.
Actually, she wanted to piss Jesse off some more, dress code sexy.
If Jesse thought she was a slut, she would conform to his judgment. No doubt he would go tonight, the boys wouldn't let him not and anyway Stacie would tell him Beca would be there.
She got to work on her outfit.
2 hours later she was standing in front of her mirror in black heels which were way to high to walk in, but Beca had practiced in them all afternoon and was starting to get the hang of it. Her legs looked endless especially since she only had a pair of black hot pants on. For top she wore a corset style leotard tucked into her black shorts. It was a red top with black lace over the top and Beca couldn't deny it made her boobs look great.
Her hair was down and curly, she hadn't had it cut in a while so it fell just below her chest and she completed the look with some red lipstick and black Smokey eye.
She felt hot, she had almost forgotten she was doing this to piss Jesse off.

She heard a knock at the door, clearly Chloe.
She grabbed Stacie's card and two bottles of Vodka, one was Stacie's present and the other was hers for the night and shoved them into her black bag.
She slowly made her way downstairs to greet the girl, they actually looked pretty similar which was weird considering they hadn't planned it, Chloe was sporting a mainly black look though with red lace, it was like the opposite of Beca.
'You look awesome.' Chloe beamed
'You look pretty hot yourself!' Beca laughed back.
'Are you two seriously leaving the house like that?' Sheila gasped.
'It's for a party.' Beca shrugged and Chloe looked embarrassed.
'You are not walking anywhere like that.' She snapped. 'Phillip will give you a lift.'
Beca smiled gratefully at her stepmother who turned away in response causing Beca to snigger, even when she was trying to be nice she had to spoil it somehow.

The girls arrived at Stacies about 10 minutes later, the party was much bigger than their usual get-togethers as Stacie had actually asked permission for this Party. Music was blaring, people were outside smoking and Beca could see a few people dancing through the window. She dropped her bag by the door and pulled out her necessities, she decided to place her phone between her hot pants and leotard, there were no pockets in this outfit and no space to fit it in her bra.
She went into the kitchen and greeted Stacie who was currently in the middle of a group of boys, she was modelling her outfit, or little of it.
Beca hugged her and gave her the gifts before letting her return to her little show.
She took a few swigs of the vodka and decided she was not drunk enough for these shoes yet so went into the lounge and sat on the arm of the sofa, scanning the room she couldn't see Jesse yet.
She posed for a few photos with her friends, she couldn't help but smile at the attention she was getting from all these boys, it was like she was back at her mums home, all these strangers trying to chat her up. Was it bad that she missed this.
One boy in particular caught her attention, his name was Chase and he had been speaking to her for a while. He had short blonde hair and wore a simple white shirt and Jeans. Why do the guys get out of the requirement.
She followed him into the kitchen to get some drinks, whist there she spotted Jesse. He was speaking to some girl. He hadn't even noticed her, wow, he took so much time to get over her. Beca panicked, had they actually broken up earlier or was it just an argument.
The boy continued to speak to her, Beca laughed at the appropriate times and smirked when she saw Jesse finally catch her eye. He looked angry, the girl he was speaking to was practically falling onto him, and then Beca couldn't believe her eyes, but she kissed him.
What the fuck.
He was kissing back.
This wasn't happening.
What.
The.
Fuck.
Beca did the first thing that came to her mind, she grabbed the boy talking to her and pulled him into a kiss, it wasn't right and she felt disgusting doing it, when his hands stroked along her side clearly heading for her boobs she freaked and walked out. Jesse and the girl had gone. She could feel her cheeks burning and she tensed her jaw stopping the tears from coming out of her face.
What was happening today, everything was so fucked up.
They had such a good night last night, and in literally 12 hours their whole lives had been flipped.
Beca stormed out of the kitchen, Chloe was in the kitchen too and must have seen what happened and followed her out.

'What the fuck was that.' Chloe screamed attracting some looks from the crowd around.
'I don't know.' Beca muttered.
'You just fucking cheated on Jesse!' She was screaming at Beca, it was horrible seeing her so angry, she was normally so happy, they had pretty much everyone's attention in the party now.
'He fucking cheated first!' Beca screamed back.
'Are you fucking kidding me, is this some kind of joke? You two are seriously fucked up.' Chloe screamed, Beca noticed Jesse stood within the crowd, the girl had left his side and Jesses face was tear stained.
Beca couldn't help it, she burst into tears, she was mortified, she had just cheated on her boyfriend, the first boy she had really cared about and now the whole party were watching her cry. She pushed through the crowd and went into the bathroom leaning against the door.
Someone pushed on it making her fall and curse.
'Sorry.' A familiar voice muttered.
'Jesse?' She gasped.
'Uh.' Was all she got in return, he walked into the small room and closed the door behind him. Beca took a glance in the mirror and wiped her face. She was right to use waterproof makeup today and she surprisingly didn't look to bad if you ignored her bloodshot eyes.
'I'm so sorry.' She cried, the tears still hadn't stopped. 'I know you did it first is not an excuse, I'm the biggest ass hole in the world and I've proved to you that you can't trust me, you were right, I'm a slut.'
'No Beca, I'm sorry, I have no idea why I said those things.' He pulled her into a hug kissing her hair.
'We're both drunk, both angry and both sorry for what we did.'
'This is so fucked up Jesse, couples don't just cheat on each other and then forgive each other right away.'
'Well, I don't want to let you go, I love you.' He said into her hair.
She pulled away from him and looked him dead in the eye, he wasn't joking, he looked nervous. Did he really just say that?
'Did you hear me?' He muttered.
Beca nodded and started crying again, how did she go from some badass wannabe DJ into some crying mess.
'I love you too, please don't leave me.' She stuttered out.
This was not how either of them probably pictured they would say this for the first time, half drunk in their friends bathroom after both kissing someone else. Beca stopped crying when Jesse pulled her into a kiss, it was hard, fast and somehow angry and loving at the same time.
'Did you wear this just to drive me mad?' He laughed without taking his lips away from Beca's or removing his hands from the small of her back where they were placed.
'Maybe a little.' She smirked 'But now I guess it's going to benefit you, not just piss you off.'
'I hope so he muttered into her lips, letting his hands slide down her legs,'

They left the bathroom together about 40 minutes later, Beca knew her friends would be keen to know everything what had happened between them, Beca hoped she could pull off the excuse that they had just been talking in there. She had managed to reapply her makeup and sort herself out slightly, but Jesse had a lot of red lipstick on his collar and her hair was matted.
Somehow she didn't think they were going to believe her.

Long chapter, but you guys get mad at me when I leave a chapter on an argument, so here you go.
Enjoy.