Pitch Perfect
I'm getting tired of typing the disclaimer every time, so I'm gonna stop. I think by now everyone knows that I own nothing. Not one single microscopic detail from Pitch Perfect or its upcoming sequel in 2015. (That's right, aca-bitches, I look stuff up!)
Chapter 8-
Beca sat on the couch in fear as she watched the news report.
"Residents of Grayson county are flocking to Denison to help extinguish the flames resulting from an oil transport explosion just outside Wal-Mart. Paul Williams, the CEO of Eagle Ford assures people that faulty equipment is NOT responsible for the explosion, but compensation will be sent to the families of those who were killed because of it."
"Aubrey!" Beca shouted.
"What?" Aubrey shouted back from the kitchen.
"Where did Chloe go?"
"Well, she came running through the house. She looked kind of upset, said she was going for a drive. I asked her to stop at the store and pick up some onion and celery while she was in town."
"Is Denison near here?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Beca's eyes started tearing up as she imagined the worst thing that could probably happen. Beca hurriedly picked up her cell phone and scrolled down her contact list for Chloe's number. When she hit the "call" button, however, it went straight to voicemail.
"Hey there, aca-bitches! This is Chloe's phone, so if you meant to call me, you know what to do!" The message beeped and Beca left a quick message.
"Chloe, please call me. I know what you said in the note, but I need to know you're safe. I'll explain later, but please call me."
Not thirty seconds later, Chloe walked through the front door. Her face was red, so it was obvious she'd been crying.
"Chloe!" Beca shouted as she lept over the back of the couch and hugged the ginger tightly.
"Umm, okay? If this is the "welcome home" I'm getting, then I should go on drives more often."
"I thought something had happened to you!"
"What do you mean? I left you that note."
"I read it. But then I saw the news. Some oil rig exploded outside of the Denison Wal-Mart. A lot of people died. Aubrey said you went to the store, and I thought-"
"Oh my god, Beca! I'm so sorry! I had no idea!"
"And then I called you. I know you said not to, but I had to see if you were okay, and then your phone went straight to voicemail."
"I'm so sorry, Beca. I turned my phone off so you couldn't call. So I could think. I just forgot to turn it back on."
"What's all the commotion about?" Aubrey asked as she came into the room.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it, Brey."
"Oh. Well then. Did you get the onion and celery?"
Chloe tossed her a bag.
"The funny thing is, I usually go to Wal-Mart, but this time, I didn't feel like going all the way into Denison. I went to Brookshire's right here in Pottsboro." Chloe said to Beca.
Beca, not bothering to look around for Aubrey, reached up and kissed Chloe hungrily. She immediately felt Chloe kissing her back, and the two women moaned into the kiss.
When they finally separated, Beca was relieved to see that Aubrey was nowhere around.
"I take it there was no need to think?" Chloe asked, and Beca slowly shook her head.
"No. There wasn't. No rejection here. Chloe, I love you."
"I love you too, Beca. But what are you going to do?"
There was no need for clarification. Beca knew exactly what she was talking about.
"I'm going to have to tell Jesse about us."
"I figured that. He's not going to be happy we slept together. Though if you tell him it was only because we were drunk and you were vulnerable, he'll get over it."
"No. I meant about us." Chloe's eyes widened as she realized what Beca was saying. "I mean, sure, I'll have to tell him about that, too."
"Beca, you can't just throw a guy like Jesse away. You can't be serious."
"Chloe, for once, I am serious. Serious about you. I mean, I'm not the happy-go-lucky type of girl, but dammit, you make me feel absolutely giddy. I can't help but be in love with you." Just then, they heard a plate break on the floor. They turned to see Aubrey standing in the kitchen doorway, open-mouthed and wide-eyed.
She'd dropped a platter of deviled eggs when she heard Beca.
"But... you... she... Chlo... Beca?" Aubrey looked at Beca, tears in her eyes, confused.
"Aubrey-"
Aubrey put her hand up to silence Beca. No one spoke for the longest time, they could feel the anger rolling off of Aubrey, though Chloe didn't know what caused it.
"Aubrey-" Beca started again, but was again silenced by Aubrey. The tears had finally started rolling, Aubrey felt betrayed.
"Brey-" Chloe tried to speak, but she, too, was silenced.
"Neither of you say another word. I'm talking now." Hers was a quiet rage, and all the more potent. "Everyone is being honest lately, so it's my turn. Beca finally admits to being bisexual, which, have tosay, saw it coming. Chloe admits she's in love with Beca, and Benji was texting me this morning coming out of the closet. Apparently, his was some kind of reversed closet. He let everybody think he was gay, when he's actually straight. Apparently, he's got the hots for me. Can't say I blame him. But now it's my turn to be honest.
"Chloe, this hurts to see, to hear. I can't stand to see you two together. Until just now, Beca was in love with Jesse, with no hope for you two. No offense, Chlo. But now, she says she's in love with you? That hurts, and you want to know why? Because I'm in love with you."
Chloe gasped.
"And what really takes the cake is we were talking yesterday, and she knew that I'm in love with you, and even told me she was going to try and let you down easy. She'd stay with Jesse. But now? I have to admit, Beca, I feel very betrayed. So there, you one-upped me, yet again." Aubrey turned and stormed off.
Chle and Beca were left in silence, but even Aubrey's rant couldn't ruin the way Chloe was feeling. She was too happy.
She turned to Beca and smiled that infectious smile that even Beca couldn't resist. The brunette smiled back at Chloe and kissed her again, wrapping her arms around her neck. Chloe's hands reached down and grabbed Beca's behind, squeezing it. She pulled the shorter woman up, and Beca wrapped her legs around Chloe's waist. When they finally separated from the kiss, they stayed like that, staring into each other's eyes and smiling.
"Chloe?"
"Yes?"
"We'll probably be much more comfortable upstairs." Beca suggested, biting her lower lip.
"Stop that." Chloe said.
"What?"
"Biting your lip."
"Why?"
"Because it makes me want to bite it."
"Okay, Christian."
"I cannot believe you went there."
"You're the one with the lip-biting fettish."
"But still. Did you have to bring that book into the equation?"
"Like I said, you're the one with the fettish. I just picked up on it."
"Shut up!" Chloe joked as she leaned in and bit Beca's lip, pulling back on it, then releasing it suddenly. They laughed as they kissed each other again. Chloe set Beca down on the ground, grabbed her hand, and led her upstairs to her room.
Beca shut and locked her door behind them as Chloe ran over and threw herself down Beca's bed. She twisted her body sexily, putting her hands up above her head, bending her right knee and bringing her right leg up over her left, looking at Beca out of the corner of her eye, and she laughed. Even something as simple as that left Beca nearly breathless, she was so turned on. Beca hastily discarded her shirt and pants, then climbed on top of Chloe,who had straightened out.
Beca kissed Chloe. As their lips met, Beca's hands flew to Chloe's pants, undoing he button and zipper. Beca rolled off to the side to get a better angle as her hand slipped under Chloe's pants to feel that the ginger was clean-shaven and not wearing panties. Beca looked up at Chloe in surprise, and smiled wickedly as she started rubbing Chloe softly.
Chloe moaned at the light contact, and used her hand to press against Beca's, forcing her to apply more pressure, but Beca enjoyed teasing her. She stopped moving immediately, waiting for Chloe to release her hand.
"Nuh-uh. You're going to do exactly as I say, or you'll just have to get yourself off. Understand?"
"Y-y-yes." Chloe shuddered.
"Yes what?"
"Y-y-yes, B-B-B-Beca."
"You're getting there, but the word I was looking for was 'mistress'." Beca chuckled as Chloe moaned at just the words, she was so aroused.
"Y-y-yes, m-m-mistress."
"That's better. Now. Put your arms above your head again, like they were earlier, and keep them there." Chloe did what she was told eagerly. "Good. Now, spread your legs. Slowly." Chloe started to slowly spread her legs, stopping when she felt Beca start to rub her again. But when she stopped, Beca did, too.
"Did I say you could stop spreading your legs?" Chloe continued to spread her legs as Beca began rubbing her slightly once more.
Chloe spread her legs until they couldn't spread anymore, and she ended up in the splits.
"I didn't say stop." Beca warned as she withdrew her hand.
"Please, I can't spread them anymore."
"I also don't remember saying you could talk. Guess I'll ust have to punish you." Beca's gaze was wicked, and it aroused Chloe even more.
Beca put her hands on the redhead's legs and closed them again, then slipped off her jeans. She put Chloe's legs back to where they were, with her face hovering right over Chloe's womanhood. The ginger gasped at the sight, and tilted her head back, closing her eyes.
"No. Look at me. Watch me." Beca said. Chloe opened her eyes and looked down at Beca, who was grinning evilly. She put her hands on Chloe's thighs, then started pushing on them, spreading her legs even more. Chloe bit back a scream as Beca did this.
"Now, I'm going to let go of your legs, and you're going to keep them right where they are until I tell you that you can relax them. Then, I'm going to go down on you. I'm going to push my tongue as far inside of you as I can, and I'm going to eat you out. If you let your legs move at all, I will stop, and we will start all over again. If you cum, I will punish you however I see fit. If you move your arms, I will stop, then start all over again. If you make a sound, any at all, I will stop, and start all over again. Do you understand?"
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-yes m-m-m-m-mistress." Chloe's breathing was erratic as she shuddered out those words.
Beca let go of Chloe's legs. Her legs were perfectly straight across, and Chloe was struggling to keep them that way.
Beca grinned as she lowered her head, her mouth open. Her lips surrounded Chloe's sex, and Chloe's legs instinctively began to close as she felt Beca's tongue on her clit. Beca sat back up quickly, and Chloe whimpered at the loss of contact.
"I said, don't move your legs. Perhaps you didn't take me seriously." Beca pushed Chloe's legs again, this time, spreading them even further."Now, same rules. No moving your legs, arms, or making any noises, or I will stop, and start again after everything fades. Do that again, and your punishment will be worse than just having your legs spread more. Understand?"
"Yes, mistress." Chloe gasped, her voice no more than a whisper.
"Good." Beca slowly lowered her head again, this time, not closing her mouth around Chloe, letting the ginger see her tongue as it slowly pushed inside her. Her body was shaking, her pussy dripping with arousal. Beca moaned at her taste, doing everything she could to get Chloe to mess up.
Chloe lasted almost thirty seconds before it became too much, and she let slip a moan. The moan turned into a whimper as Beca sat back up, letting her moment of euphoria fade.
"Now, now, it seems you just aren't getting it." Beca looked around in the drawers of the room, leaving Chloe on the bed as she was. Finally, she found what she was looking for. In the bottom drawer of one of the dressers, she had found a bag while putting her clothes away. It had been there when she got there, and there was a note on it saying that the bag belonged to Chloe, but that anyone who wanted to could use it. Inside the bag, Beca had found all manner of toys.
She brought the bag over to the bad and set it next to Chloe, whose eyes grew wide as she saw it. Beca opened the bag slowly, torturing Chloe as she reached it to grab something. She pulled out one of Chloe's favorite items. She had used it with many of her "lady friends" before.
It had a wooden handle with intertwining leather straps surrounding it, covering the wood, then continuing off the handle, ending in a tassle-like whip. It was short, but Chloe knew the devastation one could cause with it.
"Hmm. I wonder what I can do with this?" Beca said seductively. "Remember, no moving, no moaning." Beca brought the strands of leather down on Chloe's pussy. It wasn't hard, nor was it soft, it was only inended to tenderize her, and after only three slaps, it was working. Each "smack" of the flogger on her pussy caused her more pleasure than the one before it, and beca only stopped after her pussy was red, which was after about ten whips.
Beca slowly drew the flogger over Chloe's heat, causing the woman to squirm beneathe her. Satisfied, Beca put the whip down next to the bag, then resumed her previous postion.
"Remember the rules, or I'll add another five to it, and I won't be as gentle."
Chloe nodded her understanding.
"Also, remember, you're not allowed to cum until I say you can."
Chloe nodded again.
Beca lowered her head again, and Chloe started squirming after merely feeling her breath on her pussy.
Beca simply kissed Chloe's lips, and smirked as she heard the redhead choke back a moan. She gazed into her eyes, seeing Chloe's struggle.
Beca licked up Chloe's sex once, and saw her wince, but manage to keep her eyes open, and keep herself silent and still.
"Hmm. I guess I'm not arousing you anymore. You're managing to keep control of yourself. I guess I should stop, then." Chloe whined uncontrollably, even though she knew it was a trap. Beca smirked as she picked up the flogger again. She sat back up and whipped Chloe five more times, slightly harder than before.
She reached into the bag again and pulled something else out. Chloe didn't dare to look to find out what, though. Suddenly, she felt something round enter her, like a ball. Followed by another, and she knew exactly what they were. Tears sprang to her eyes as she found the strength somehow to obey her rules.
"Clench your muscles inside you, but don't move your arms or legs." Beca ordered. Chloe obeyed, and her mouth opened involuntarily as she gasped. Of course, of all the pairs of Ben Wa Balls in the bag, she had to choose the one pair that vibrates when you squeeze.
She didn't leave Chloe like that for long, only about ten seconds, then she yanked the balls out. She popped them in her mouth and cleaned them, then set them next to the flogger.
"From now on, your punishment will be five more whips and ten seconds clenching those, plus anything else I can think of to make it worse." Beca warned as she leaned over again and licked Chloe's slit once. Chloe almost gasped again, but kept hold of herself as she saw Beca's tongue push inside her again.
Beca was still for a moment, making sure that Chloe wouldn't break any rules, then withdrew her tongue and pushed it back in slowly.
Chloe was in heaven as she felt Beca eating her out, her sex more and more sensitive because of the floggings. Every second that Beca continued was another second that Chloe was closer to breaking a rule. In fact, she was almost tempted to break a rule on purpose just so Beca would punish her. Even with all of her "lady friends", Chloe had never been dominated like this before, she had always been the one in control, and she liked it that way.
Beca was right, Chloe had become Christian Grey, but now, she felt more like Anastasia Steele, but in a good, a very good way.
Chloe was pushed closer and closer to the edge, managing to keep herself from cumming through sheer willpower. She managed to get her breathing under control, and she used that to maintain control of herself, but it was becoming impossible to continue.
For ten minutes, Chloe was on the edge, not allowing herself to fall over the edge.
"Chloe, you can cum now." Beca took mercy on her as she buried her face in Chloe's snatch and drank up every ounce of liquid that spilled forth. Chloe didn't dare break any of the other rules, though she wanted tomove, wanted to scream Beca's name. Luckily, Beca wanted her to as well, for Beca told her that the rules could be discarded. Chloe's hands and legs immediately wrapped around Beca's head, holding her in place as she screamed her name.
It was intense, more intense than she'd ever felt, getting off to other girls squirming beneathe her. Or guys, for that matter. The effect Beca had on her was astonishing. When Chloe recovered from her blackout, she saw Beca hadremoved her panties and was rapidly thrusting three fingers inside herself, playing with her breasts, staring at Chloe. Her breathing was harsh, so Chloe guessed she'd been out longer than she'd thought. She stayed, still allowing Beca to get off on the sight of her.
Finally, Beca came, her juices soaking her sheets, not that they weren't soaked from Chloe's juices already.
Beca collapsednext to her lover, wrapping her arms around the ginger.
"Oh no. You think you're going to get away with that? You tortured me, Beca. I enjoyed it. I damn sure enjoyed it, but you still tortured me. It's my turn, now."
"Who says we're going to take turns? How do you know I'm not a dominatrix, and you're not just my submissive?"
"Are you a dominatrix?"
"Honestly? No, but I've dominated a few times, and I really liked it."
"Have you ever been dominated?"
"Yes, but I didn't like it. It didn't do anything for me."
"Really? I can't believe you didn't enjoy it. That was hot, what you just did to me. Maybe the guy who dominated you just wasn't very good at it."
"Maybe, but I don't exactly feel the need to try it with someone else."
"What about with me? Let me dominate you. If you don't like it, I won't push the issue."
Beca thought for a minute before she spoke.
"Don't think I'm trying to change the subject, but I've been wondering something."
"What?"
"Last night, you told Aubrey and I that the only girl you've ever had sex with was Aubrey that night at the dorms. But when I talked to Serge, he said that you brought home "lady friends" all the time, and that he caught one of them with a bag of sex toys."
Chloe sighed as she sat up. The humor left her voice as she spoke. "That's not really a question."
"Well, answer it anyway."
"Yes, I've slept with a lot of girls, and a lot of guys. The amount of sex I've had rivals Stacie's sex life. I might have actually had more sex than two Stacies. But yes, I've brought home a lot of girls to have sex with them when my parents weren't home. And yes, Serge did catch one with a bag of toys. The bag was mine, though. As a matter of fact, it's the same bag you just brought out."
"Then why didn't you answer with that when I asked the question?"
"Because I didn't want either of you to know, especially you, Beca. I didn't know that you already knew. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But now I really can't tell Aubrey. Especially since I just found out she's in love with me. Can you believe that? I never in a million years saw that coming." Chloe waited for Beca to respond. "Beca?" She asked when no response came. She looked back and saw the woman suddenly taking interest in her nails. "Beca, did you know about Aubrey?"
"Know what about Aubrey?"
"That she's in love with me?"
"No. Total surprise."
"Beca, you suck at lying."
"Okay, yes, I knew. But it wasn't up to me to tell you."
"I get it. I mean, I thought Aubrey was just saying you knew earlier. Maybe trying to get me to hate you for betraying her or something. So you really knew?"
"Yeah. I figured it out on my own, but I wasn't a hundred percent sure until I talked to Aubrey yesterday."
"Were you really planning on letting me down easy?"
"Hey, when did this turn into you asking me questions. Besides, I thought you wanted to dominate me."
"Were you?"
It was Beca's turn to sigh. "Yes. I was planning on telling you that I was in love with Jesse, and hoping you'd get the hint."
"What changed that?"
"I got drunk and forgot to mention it. Then you made me scream your name last night. And vice versa. That was kind of a game changer."
"So my ability to make you scream made you fall in love with me?"
"No."
"No?"
"No, your ability to make me scream made me realize I was already in love with you."
Chloe smiled as she kissed Beca, who was very relieved Chloe wasn't mad.
"So, you said something about me dominating you?"
"Oh, don't worry about that, it was just a deflection. I just was trying to avoid the questions."
"Oh, no. You're not dodging this one. You said it, now you've got to accept it. Lay back now."
Beca tried to get u[, but Chloe pushed her back down and thrust two fingers inside her. Beca moaned and arched her back at the sudden penetration.
Chloe twised her fingers inside Beca, making her girlfriend squirm.
Then she took her fingers out, and Beca whined, then covered her mouth in surprise.
"Now, if you want me to finish you off, you'll let me dominate you. I know I've got you turned way on, and you're going to want to cum now. Trust me, being dominated is awesome, if you've got the right person doing it."
"Have you ever been dominated before now?"
"No, but the idea always apalled me. I was always the dominant one in sex, and I was not giving that up. But then you totall took control, and I don't think I've ever cum that hard before. Let me do this, and see how you like it."
Beca thought for a moment again, then agreed.
"Okay. Lay down flat with your arms at your sides." Beca looked like a twig when she did what Chloe told her to do. "Now relax, and let me move you how I want you." Chloe put her hands on Beca's knees, then pried them apart. "I said relax, Beca."
"Sorry. I'm really not used to this whole obedient thing."
"No speaking. That's your one and only warning. Next time, I'll punish you."
Beca raised her hand, like a smart ass.
"What?"
Beca pointed to her mouth.
"What do you want, Beca?"
"Are there any other rules I should know about?"
"Don't move, relax, no speaking, no noises, and do as you're told. Pretty standard stuff."
Beca raisd her hand again.
"What?"
"Did you want me to stay still, or let you move me? I'm confused."
"Both."
"But if I let you move me, then I'll be moving."
"Beca, please take this seriously. It may be a game, but I'm not just playing around."
"Okay."
"Now, no more noises, movements other than what I make you do, or speaking. Let me do this."
Beca nodded, her face serious now.
Chloe continued to spread Beca's knees, leaving her feet where they were. She lifted Beca's knees up off the bed, and put them back together in the air as she pulled her feet up over her shoulders. Chloe's hands went around Beca's back and she lifted the small woman up off the bed. Chloe stood up on the ground, Beca straddling her face. Beca's eyes were wide in surprise at Chloe's strength.
Chloe walked over and pressed Beca against the wall as she thrust her tongue forth. Beca's back slammed into the wall, and her body went rigid as Chloe's tongue penetrated her, hard.
Chloe gave her no respite as she furiously pushed her tongue in and out of the brunette. She let Beca moan, knowing that her punishment was coming quickly as the pressure built up between her legs, and her walls squeezed her tongue as she was pushed closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, as Beca's moaning halted, and she bent over just before her orgasm, Chloe stopped eating her. She let Beca down, and pinned her hands to her sides so she couldn't finish herself off.
"Chloe..." Beca gasped, struggling against the redhead.
"I said no noises, and you were moaning the whole time. This is your punishment. Plus, you were a smartass earlier, so you need to be punished for that, too. I know just the thing, but you're going to have to wait until later to find out what it is. Why don't you just think about that for now, imagine what it'll be."
Chloe's voice was soft and seductive, and Beca lost herself in it, forgetting to struggle.
Chloe lead Beca back over to the bed, and laid her down. She spread her arms and legs, leaving her in an "X" shape. She got out her old Bella's scarf, and grabbed Beca's from her drawer, and brought them over to the bed.
She's going to tie me down! Beca thought, and was suddenly excited. She may never have wanted to be dominated before, but bondage had always been something she wanted to try, though she always imagined being the one who was doing the tying, not the one being tied.
But she was surprised, and a bit disappointed,when Chloe instead tied one around Beca's face as a blindfold, and dragged the other one over her body, lightly.
It tickled a bit, but Beca wasn't ticklish. She couldn't be, not if she wanted to keep her "tough girl" image.
Instead, Beca concentrated on breathing.
Chloe dragged the scarf over Beca's breasts, and whipped it a bit on her nipples, then dragged it back down her body, across her clit. Beca's breathing stopped, then continued as she let out a deep breath.
Chloe put the other scarf away, then laid down on top of Beca. She kissed her lover as she began grinding against her stomach, her wet core soaking Beca's skin, and lessening the friction between the two as the ginger moaned.
Chloe took Beca's hand and put two of her fingers inside herself as she continued to grind against Beca's stomach.
"Fuck!" Chloe gasped as she came all over Beca's hand and stomach. She slowly got off and laid down beside Beca. She moved Beca's hand down to her own drenched pussy and pushed two fingers inside her.
Beca could feel Chloe's juices inside herself, and almost moaned, but stopped herself just before it could escape. Chloe kept pushing Beca's hand in and out, and added a third finger to her.
"Beca, cum for me." Chloe said, and Beca obeyed.
"Well?" Chloe asked once Beca came down.
"Well?"
"Well, how was it?"
"It was definitely better than the last time I was dominated, but I still didn't like it much."
"Okay. Don't worry about it then. Besides, I think I enjoyed you dominating me more than the other way around."
"You're not upset?"
"No! Of course not! I consider it a blessing that I'm with you at all, let alone that you can do such things to me." Chloe wrapped her arms around Beca and snuggled her face in the space between her neck and her shoulder.
Beca smiled as she spoke. "I love you, Chloe."
"I love you, too, Beca." Chloe replied sleepily as she drifted off to sleep.
Aubrey accepted that Beca and Chloe were now together, though she didn't like it. The three of them got along for the rest of break, and Chloe decided to drive Beca back to Barden herself. They decided to tell Jesse about them together, and Aubrey decided to go back to LA. She had a record deal with some big-shot music producer, and had to get back to work.
However, good fortune can only last so long. No more than 30 miles away from their destination, Chloe and Beca would be arriving in about two hours. It was late at night, and it was raining. Chloe hated having to drive in the rain, it made the roads slick, and obscured her vision.
And apparently, it was doing the same to everyone, because there were wrecks all along the side of the road. It was especially bad, because the night clubs were still open, and there were tons of drunk drivers out and about.
Chloe was going half the speed limit. Not the normal, everyday 60mph speed limit that the signs said, the speed limit that the police were posting, limiting people to 30mph on the wet roads. Chloe was driving at about 15mph, not wanting to risk colliding with someone else.
The radio was on, but the stations were down because of the weather. Chloe had Beca plug her iPod in, and put on some of her mixes while they drove.
Beca flipped through her lists and found one she'd done mainly for humor on a night like this.
Chloe chuckled as the music to Singing in the Rain played, accompanied by Beca singing the lyrics to I Love a Rainy Night.
In the background, the lyrics "I'm siiiiiinging in the rain. Just siiiiiinging in the rain!" repeated behind the chorus of I Love a Rainy Night. Chloe laughed as she realized that Fat Amy was the one doing the background singing.
The two girls laughed as they sang along with the mix. Chloe looked over at Beca, smiling, watching her lips move along with the lyrics, her heavenly voice filling the car.
"Chloe watch out!" Beca shouted, pointing to the road. Chloe looked over too late to stop herself from slamming into another car that swerved over into their lane.
Beca's vision was blurry, and she floated in and out of consciousness for three days. In all that time, she muttered only three audible words: "Chloe", "Jesse", and "Chloe".
Jesse was in the chair by Beca's bed all day each day, only leaving the room to give Amy and the Bellas updates on Beca's status over the phone. Beca's dad was in the room waiting with him all night after he got off work. Neither of them ever went home other than to get a shower and change clothes, but then they were back in the room. Aubrey had been called to be notified about the wreck, and she flew to the hospital overnight and stayed by Chloe's bed.
On the fourth day, Beca's dad had already gone home to get a shower. Jesse promised to call him if Beca woke up.
He sat in the chair next to the bed, his face buried in his hands, when he heard Beca stir. He jumped at it, as he had done for four days, and was rewarded at last with Beca's eyes opening.
"Hey, Beca." He said with a smile.
"Jesse?" Beca asked, still unsure of her surroundings.
"Yeah, it's me." He grabbed Beca's hand and kissed it, relieved she was finally awake.
"Where's Chloe?"
"She's in another room. She's in pretty bad condition, but the doctors say she should live. They didn't find anything wrong with you but a few broken bones and some scrapes and bruises. Chloe, on the other hand, has a bad concussion, lots of broken bones, and some internal bleeding. Apparently, her airbag didn't deploy. But, they say she should live. You're both going to be fine." Both of them had tears in their eyes, relieved. "Oh crap! I need to call your dad. He went home to get a shower, I told him I'd call if you woke up." Jesse sprang to his feet and pulled out his phone. He had Beca's dad's number on speed dial since the accident. He pressed "3" on his phone and waited for he dad to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Mr. Mitchell, got someone here who wants to say hi." Jesse held the phone up to Beca's ear.
"Dad?" She asked shakily.
"Beca?" her dad's voice was barely more than a whisper.
"Dad!" Beca said, slightly louder.
"I'm on my way." her dad hung up without another word, and within thirty minutes was at the hospital.
"Beca!" he said as he burst into the room and all but picked her up in his arms, hugging her.
"Dad! Stop, you're hurting me!" she said, and he released her gently. She clutched her side in pain as she felt at least three broken ribs.
"I want to see Chloe." She said after about ten minutes of chatter between the three. She had wanted to see Chloe since she woke up, but felt that this woud be an inappropriate time to bring up that they were together.
"Well, first you need to eat." Jesse said as he grabbed a tray of food and handed it to her.
She tried to push it away.
"No, I need to see Chloe. I have to know if she's alright."
"I'll ask the doctor-"
"No. I need to see her for myself." Beca insisted.
Jesse sighed. "Eat first, thn I'll get a wheelchair or something and take you to see her."
Beca nodded, but then heard a commotion outside her room, and heard a female start wailing outside.
She recognized that voice. It was Aubrey.
"Jesse take me to her now, or wear that tray of food while I crawl out of here."
Jesse nodded, sensing that it would be unwise to argue further.
He got a wheelchair and he and her dad helped her into it. He pushed the wheelchair down to Chloe's room, and Beca saw Aubrey sitting on a bench, crying. Benji sat next to her, his arms around her comfortingly.
Aubrey glared at Beca as she rolled by.
"Jesse, what's going on in there?" Beca asked, unable to see inside.
"I don't know, but it doesn't look good."
They waited outside for over an hour before a doctor came out.
"Are you all here for Ms. Beale?"
"Yes." They all said. Aubrey and Benji stood up.
"Well, I don't know how to put this, but, um..." The doctor thought. "Have you ever shaken up a container of jello, and watched it get completely destroyed?"
Beca was dumbfounded, why would the doctor ask that?
"Um, no?"
"Well, unfortunately, that is what Ms. Beale's brain is like right now. I'm surprised she survivied as long as she has."
"What? No! But, Jesse! You said the doctor said she'd be fine!" Beca glared accusingly at Jesse.
"That's what I was told!" He glared, in turn, at the doctor.
"Unfortunately, Chloe's chart was mixed up with that of the other driver. Ms. Beale... passed away five minutes ago. I'm sorry. There was nothing we could do."
Both Beca's and Aubrey's hearts shattered, almost literally. Aubrey collapsed on the ground, hugging her stomach as she wailed, but Beca's face was expressionless. Jesse looked down at her and was worried when he saw no reaction.
"Beca?" He asked hesitantly. She didn't respond.
He bent down and looked her in the eyes, and she didn't even blink.
"Beca?"
Still no reaction.
He waved his hand in front of her face, and still saw no change, other than the reflection of his hnd on her eyes.
"Doctor, is something wrong with her?" Jesse asked, trying very hard to remain calm, though he was on the verge of panicking.
The doctor shined a flashlight in Beca's face, but her pupils didn't shrink.
"Get her back in her room now." The doctor said, and Jesse rushed her back into her room, then laid her back down on her bed.
In Beca's mind, nothing existed anymore. Her heart was empty, she couldn't think, she blocked everything out. It hurt to much to exist without Chloe.
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