Beca's POV (Thought I'd make that clear!)

When I started walking, I had not been in the correct state of mind to remember where I was going. This has resulted in me walking through neighborhoods for the past for hours. Every house looks the same, and I don't know what street Jesse lives on.

It took me a good two hours to calm down enough to figure out I was lost. I have my IPhone with me, but my GPS has decided to fail me in the one time I need it. As lost as I am, I'm too stubborn to call him though. I just want to get back and try to avoid him in his own house. I know he probably started walking too, but he knows better than to start looking for me right away. By this time, however, he's probably searching everywhere. I'm a good way away from his house though, so it will take some time.

I sit down on the curb and put my pair of nine dollar headphones on. The ones that are really crappy, but easier to grab when you're trying to get away from someone.

I hit shuffle and Been A Long Day by Rosi Golan floods into my ears. Of course it had to be this song.

It's been a long day

And all I've got to say is make it strong

It's been a long day

And all I've got to say is I've been wrong

Sure, I have been wrong. I have been wrong for leaving without a clue to where I was going. I have been wrong for doubting Jesse, but I'm still angry with him.

So take a leave of absence

Tell me you'll be gone

I don't want to see your face

It's been a long day

And I just want to hide away

I don't want to see him, so I took a leave of absence. I have hidden away alright. So much that I have gotten myself lost.

It's been a long week

And all the lines come down heavy on me

It's been a long week

I'm finally feeling like it's okay to break

I have felt that it is okay to break for far too long. That's why I have my walls. Or should I say had?

into a thousand pieces

no one can replace

only I can find my way

It's been long day

And I just want to hide away

No. That's a lie. Only one person can replace the thousand pieces I break into. And that person is Jesse. But he's the root of the problem. Or am I the root of the problem? That's where another lie comes in. I cannot find my way.

It's been a long year

And everyone around me's disappeared

It's been a long year

And all this mess around me's finally cleared

So can I have a moment just to say hello

Can you let your anger go?

It's been a long year

And I'm finally ready to be here...

He's angry with me, and we all know how that turns out. I can't take it. I can't take being away from him for too long. I just can't. I have become too dependent, and that's exactly what I had feared.

The song stops and before another can come on, I hear the sound of a car engine approaching me. I'm going to be murdered now. Tell my parents I love them. Oh, who am I kidding? My parents don't care. Sure, my dad tries, but that's beside the point.

I look up from the pebbles on the ground and see Cameron in the passenger seat with someone I don't recognize driving.

"Beca! Where have you been?" Cam yells out the window.

Rolling my eyes, I respond, "Hunting elephants! Isn't it obvious?"

"Just get in the car, Beca!"

"Why should I?"

"You're a piece of work, you know that?"

"I've been told. I have a tendency to run."

"I see that," Cameron says, rolling his eyes, "Look, Beca, Jesse's been going insane. He thinks you've gotten murdered. So he had us go out in one car and then him, Shay, and Nate went in another. We've been looking for an hour."

"Don't even mention it. I'm pissed at him."

I get up an dust off my jeans. I walk over to the car and get in the back, spreading myself across the back seat.

"You go ahead and make yourself at home," the driver says, smiling, "I'm Ryan. One of Jesse's friends."

"Beca. And you pick up some habits after spending almost two years with a Swanson."

"How did you get way over here?"

"You see, no, actually, you don't see. That's exactly it. I was crying, obviously, so I had no idea where I was going. God! What am I turning into? I am getting so emotional."

They both laugh and Cameron calls Shay, rather than Jesse because I threatened to murder him if he called Jesse.

"Hey, Shay! Yeah, she was sitting on a curb like a loser," I punch him just below the shoulder, "Ow! Beca! That hurts! Yeah, okay! Beca, Shay wants to talk to you."

I take the phone and speak into it, "If this is Jesse, I am hanging up."

"Beca, no. Look, I'm sorry. I want to talk to you," I hear Jesse say through the phone.

"We already have."

"No, Beca! That's where you're wrong. You talked. I didn't."

"Says the guy who kept cutting me off! You never give me a chance to explain myself. Need I remind you of earlier? Or how about last year when I came to apologize and you shut the door in my face? It's my turn, Jesse. You don't understand. You don't understand how scared I am. Have you ever wondered why I am so guarded? It seems to have slipped your mind. Do you remember our dear friend, Taylor, Jess?"

With that, I hung up the phone.

I groan and rub my eyes.

"How long could this go on?" Ryan asks.

"Longest it's gone is weeks actually. But it's my birthday Friday, so I doubt the dork isn't going to not do something. I know him better than that."

He smiles and turn on the radio.

"Oh! I love this song! Turn it up!"

I start to sing along to the radio, "I miss the sound of your voice, and I miss the rush of your skin. And I miss the still of the silence. As you breathe out, and I breathe in."

"Whoa! You can sing!"

I raise an eyebrow, "Thanks, I guess. I run an a capella group. We were the Bellas, but then our former leader made us change it when we joined with the Treblemakers. Just for this season though."

He nods, and we pull into the driveway.

I walk into the house to see Jesse, Shay, and Nate all on one of the living room couches. They all turn as I walk in. I sigh and break eye contact with Jesse. I grab my laptop and headphones off of the living room able and sit on one of the other couches on the opposite side of the room than Jesse.

I slip my headphones over my head and open my laptop. It immediately opens to my iTunes library and the most current mix that I've been working on. As I continue to work on it, I see Shay get up off of the couch and walk over to me. She starts poking my head, trying to get my attention. I try to ignore Jesse's gaze as I look at Shay with an annoyed expression.

"Can I help you?"

"What are you doing?" She asks innocently like there's not a boatload of tension currently in the room.

"I'm mixing."

"Can I listen to it? I haven't heard any of your stuff yet. Other than your performance with the Bellas, and all."

I sigh and unplug my headphones from the jack. I hit play on my computer and start to play one of my older tracks.

"This is one that I mixed last year. The station manager, Luke, played it on the radio after Jesse kept bugging him."

I glance over at Jesse, but then avert my gaze back to Shay.

"Beca, you're amazing."

"Thanks," I say quietly.

I stop the track just in time to hear my phone ring. I look at the caller ID and pick up.

"Hey, Dad."

"Hey, Bec! I was just calling to check in on you. I figured you'd want some time before I called. How was your flight?"

"Yeah, it was good," I say getting up, "I, uhm, slept most of the way. I figured it would be best since I don't do very well with planes."

"You don't? I didn't know."

"No, you wouldn't know that," I snap, "But that's not my fault."

"God, Bec! I've been nothing but nice to you for the past two years and this is what I get?"

"I know, I'm sorry. I'm not in the best of moods. I have to go. Tell Sheila I said hi. Bye, Dad."

"Bye, Beca."

I groan and rub my temples as I sit back down.

"I'm guessing you don't want to talk about it, "Nate says.

"Ding, ding, ding! We've got a winner."

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(A/N: I was going to stop here, but you're welcome!)

I avoided Jesse all day, so it's a really awkward dinner. Ryan and Cameron stayed to eat, so I'm seated next to Shay, and the boys put as many people between us as possible. Otherwise, someone might die.

"So, I'm just not going to ask how your day was," Claire said to no one in particular.

Phil shook his head and put his fork down, saying, "Jess, I thought I raised you better than this. You have to fight for her!"

I look down at my lap and smile a little bit.

"Dad, you can't do that with Beca."

"What? Fight for her? Bull!"

"That's not what I meant. She's different, okay?"

"Hey, guys! If you hadn't noticed, I'm sitting right here," I speak up.

Jesse looks at me, and frowns, "Beca," he starts.

"Not now," I tell him, "Thanks, Claire. This is really good, but I'm not that hungry. I'm need to go make a call."

I push my chair away and go out onto the porch. I sit in the rocking chair outside, and watch as the sky turns orange. I pull out my phone, and dial Chloe's number.

"Hey, Beca. What's wrong?"

"Chloe, I didn't even say anything yet."

"But you're calling me when you're supposed to be with your boyfriend, so he did something. Do I need to hop on a flight and beat him up?"

I let out a small laugh and smile, "This is why I called you. Aubrey would tell me 'I told you so,' Amy would spout something about dingoes in heat, Stacie would tell me to jump him on the spot, I wouldn't be able to hear Lilly, but she'd probably confess to multiple murders-"

"Beca, you're rambling. I get the point. You love me."

I smile, and tell her, "We got into a fight, and dinner is really awkward. I ran and got lost earlier for four hours until Cameron and Ryan, Jesse's friends, found me. They had two cars looking for me, one with them, and one with Jess, Shay, and Nate, and I felt really bad, but then I remembered why I was mad at him, and I've got this whole love, hate thing going on right now."

"Damn, girl. Okay, this is a hate week situation, but we can't do that since your birthday is Friday."

I laugh at Chloe's name for how long each of Jesse and I's fights last, "Like I didn't know that."

"Ain't nobody got time for that!"

I laugh out loud at Chloe's reference. This is why she's my best friend, other than Jesse, of course. But there's absolutely no drama between us. She just gets me. And she'll flat up tell me when I'm being a stupid, oblivious, b*tch.

Jesse's POV

I excuse myself from dinner, and walk toward the staircase. As I am about to go upstairs, I stop myself when I hear Beca laugh. I smile, wishing it was directed toward me.

"I am not!" She yells, getting serious.

"What about Taylor?" She pauses before telling the other person sadly, "He cheated on me, Chloe. He cheated on me and he left me for the blonde cheerleader who had no baggage. I couldn't even hate her because she was such a nice person."

She pauses again before saying, "She slept with him because apparently they had been dating for over a month He had told her we had broken up. I should've known. He had become so distant at school, and, I just don't know what to do."

"I know that, Chlo. I know he wouldn't cheat on me. He's too nice for that, but that doesn't mean he won't leave. Of course I trust him! I love him for God's sake!"

"Hold on, I'm going to put you on speaker while I put my hair up."

"Okay, but Beca, Jesse's not going to hurt you, whatsoever. He loves you. I can see it every time he looks at you. Okay? Beca, you deserve him, and he deserves you. You are his world. You can tell by looking in his eyes. He loves you so damn much, and if you don't go make up with him right now, I'll come up there and murder the both of you!"

I smile because Chloe's so right it kills me.

I watch as Beca smiles at her phone, "Have I ever told you that you're the best friend anyone could have?"

"You may have mentioned it," Chloe retorts cockily.

"Thank you, Chloe. Bye."

"Bye, shortstop!"

"Never mind, I hate you," Beca says quickly.

"You love me," Chloe says and the line goes dead.

I walk up the stairs before Beca comes back in, but she catches me, mid-staircase.

"How much?"

"From the whole Taylor situation," I answer.

"Jesse. I was planning on telling you. And I'm sorry. You were right. I didn't give you the chance to talk and I blamed all of his actions on you, and-"

I cut her off by walking down the stairs and leaning down to kiss her.

"I'm sorry, and I love you. Chloe Beale may have hit the nail on the head."

"That must've sounded really cheesy," she complains, rolling her eyes, "I'm such a girl."

"I hope so," I say laughing.

"I love you too, Jesse."

She tilts her head up to kiss me again, but we're interrupted by Ryan and Cameron, leaving out the front door.

"Finally!" Cam yells, laughing.

Beca flips him off behind her back as she continues to kiss me. I hear Ryan laugh and the front door close.

I release her, and yell goodnight to my family, carrying Beca up the stairs, wedding style.

She laughs, throwing her head back, and we go into my room, closing the door behind us.

A/N: Yeah, that's implying that they didn't do some PG things, like sleeping. My babies lost their virginity! Bahaha! Okay, so this was 2,500 and something words... That's eight pages on Word, thank you very much. Size eleven font, excuse me. Calibri (Body) font, too. So, you're welcome xD