Prompt from RJRMovieFan: "I want to see the Tom scene, but where Beca's there to intercede. You could have Tom reveal the "shower scene" to Chloe's family and Aubrey, much to Beca's embarrassment. You could also have Tom be a homophobic jackass and Chloe's family come to Beca's defense. I would also love to see Beca's mom return."
If you haven't already done so, you should probably read Chapter 1 to know what scene is being referred to in the prompt. For this I am picking up near the end of Chapter1, only Beca didn't catch up with Chloe in time before she left to spend Christmas with her family.
I hope you like it.
"Fuck!," Beca Mitchell yelled to no one in particular. She was too late and Chloe was already on her way to Tampa for Christmas. The dream, or whatever you want to call it, was so real that she knows she needs to get to Tampa to stop Chloe from making a big mistake. Beca ran into the Bellas house to see if anyone was around.
"Hello?," Beca calls out. "Is anyone home?"
Beca checks every room downstairs and then runs upstairs calling out for anyone.
"Dammit!," Beca says. "I'll call Chloe."
Beca pulls out her phone and calls Chloe's number. It goes to voicemail.
"Dammit," Beca says and tries to call again. Beca tries several more times only to have voicemail pickup. "She's driving. Of course she won't pick up."
Beca sends her a text asking Chloe to please call as soon as she can. Beca ran her hands through her hair. How was she going to get to Tampa before Christmas morning? The dream had Tom showing up at Chloe's house on Christmas morning. She had to do whatever it took to get there in time to stop Chloe from getting back with Tom or else Beca was going to die by her own hand and Chloe was going to drink herself to death.
"I can't let that happen," Beca said with tears in her eyes. "I won't let that happen."
Beca ran up to her room and pulled out her laptop. She started looking for cheap air fares to Tampa. Her grandma had given her an emergency credit card to use that had a limit of $250. She searched through all the travel sites and found a flight for $175. It was only one way but hopefully she'd be driving back to Barden with chloe. It was the only flight she could get on such short notice and it left early on Christmas morning, so she booked it. She then pulled up the Uber app on her phone and reserved an Uber to take her to the airport. She asked for a 5:30 am pickup. She was all set and now all she had to do was wait.
Beca decided to take her mind off things by doing some Christmas shopping. She couldn't believe that she was actually at a mall with hundreds of other people doing the one thing she hated almost as much as Christmas - shopping. But, she knew that she didn't want to go to the Beales without presents for them. They always she treated her like family when she spent any time with them. She found herself smiling when she found some perfume she knew Aubrey liked.
"What is happening to me," Beca thought, her smile growing wider.
Beca's phone alarm went off at 5:00 am on Christmas morning. Beca groaned as she got up and got ready. Twenty minutes later she was standing outside waiting for the Uber when it pulled up. She jumped in and off they went. She managed to get to the airport and on her flight with no troubles. She called an Uber and arrived at the Beales' residence. She wasn't sure what her next step was going to be. She did the only thing she could think to do. She texted Aubrey.
Beca [9:37 am]: Aubrey I'm in Tampa outside Chloe's house and I need to talk to Chloe. But first I need to talk to you would you please come outside alone
Aubrey [9:40 am]: What are you doing in Tampa?
Beca [9:41 am]: I'll explain everything just please come outside
Aubrey [9:46]: I'll be right out
Beca put her phone away and waited until she saw Aubrey come out. She saw Aubrey look around and so she waved at her from around the side of the house. Aubrey walked over to her.
"What's going on, Beca?," Aubrey asked.
"Tom is going to ask Chloe to get back with him and if I don't stop her she will," Beca said. "He's going to hurt her and she's going to drink herself to death in just a couple of years. Part of it's because of me, but that's only if she gets back with Tom."
At this point Beca was crying. Aubrey was shocked to say the least. Beca Mitchell has never cried in front of her before.
"Beca," Aubrey said softly. "Where is all this coming from?"
"I love her," Beca said wiping her eyes and looking down at the ground. "I'm in love with Chloe."
"It's about time," Aubrey said. "We've all been waiting for you to realize it."
"Yeah," Beca said. "I just didn't think she'd ever feel the same way."
"Tell me why you think Tom is going to try and get Chloe to take him back," Aubrey said.
Beca knew she was taking a chance, but she needed Aubrey's help. Beca told her everything that happened in her dream. How her father left her and her mother killed herself. How she saw Aubrey and Chloe talking and Chloe saying she loved Beca. How there were two possible futures for Chloe - one with Tom and her drinking herself to death; the other with Beca and them having two kids and a great Christmas together.
"So if I don't get her to say no to Tom," Beca said tears falling from her eyes. "She is going to die and probably in your arms."
"How are you going to get her to turn Tom down?," Aubrey asked.
"I'm going to tell her I love her and want a chance with her," Beca said with a bravado she didn't know she had.
"I'm kind of freaked out about the whole dream thing," Aubrey said. "Especially since the conversation you heard between me and Chloe actually happened. But, whatever it is that made you come here, I'm all for. Tom is a dirtbag and Chloe deserves better. I'll help you. What do you want me to do?"
"Just help me convince her to not go back to Tom," Beca said.
Just then a car pulled up in front of the Beales house. Aubrey and Beca watched as Tom got out of the car. He strolled to the front door with a smirk on his face.
"I'm totally in," Aubrey whispered to Beca.
They watched as Tom rang the doorbell. They heard the door open and a surprised Chloe ask, "Tom? What are you doing here?"
"Hey, Chloe," they heard Tom say. "I heard you were home and wanted to see you. Can I talk to you?"
They watched as Tom was let into the house. Beca and Aubrey hurried to the front door and went inside.
"Beca!," Mrs. Beale squeals and rushes over to hug Beca. "It's so good to see you. Chloe didn't tell me you were coming."
"Hey, Mrs. B," Beca said. "I really need to talk to Chloe. Is she here?"
"She just went in the kitchen with Tom," Mrs. Beale says. "I don't know what she ever saw in that dirt bag."
Beca pulls away and rushes into the kitchen with Mrs. Beale and Aubrey right behind her.
"I want to apologize for everything," Tom was saying. "I was wondering if while you're here we can maybe get together and I can show you how I've changed. I'd like a second chance. I, I still love you, Chlo."
"Say no, Chloe," Beca said getting Chloe and Tom's attention. "Please say no."
"Beca?," Chloe said with a smile. "What are you doing here?"
"Could you leave us alone?," Tom said with a scowl. "We're in the middle of something important."
"No," Beca said looking at Tom and then turns to look at Chloe. "Chloe, I'm begging you to tell Tom no. He hasn't changed. He's still the same guy who hurt you three years ago. You once told me that he hurt you so bad that you could never forgive him. If you take him back, he's only going to hurt you again. Please, Chloe."
"Everyone deserves a second chance, Beca," Chloe said.
"Not everyone," says Mrs. Beale frowning at Tom.
Mr. Beale walks in and looks around the kitchen.
"What's going on?," he asked his wife.
"Sh," Mrs. Beale tells him, so he just stands there next to his wife.
"Give me a chance," Beca said. "Just a chance is all I'm asking for. And I promise that you'll never have to give me a second chance because I won't do anything to hurt you or make you regret giving me that chance. The chance to prove how much I love you."
"Oh, my God," Tom says with a laugh. "You love her? Chloe isn't a dyke like you."
"I prefer the term lesbian," Beca says. "Or gay."
"Whatever," Tom says with a snort. "You just need a man like me to show you how to have a good time. You wouldn't be gay when I got through with you."
"Does this kind of talk actually get you laid?," Beca says with laugh.
"I get plenty of women," Tom says with a smug look.
"Yeah?," Beca said sarcastically. "And how many of those "plenty" did you sleep with while you were dating Chloe? You're cheating is why she broke up with you in the first place, you douche."
"Beca," Chloe says. "Please stop. I can handle this. Could you please just go into the living room?"
"No, Chloe," Beca said. "I'm not leaving you alone with him."
"Beca, please?," Chloe said again.
"Chloe," Beca said looking at her. "Even if you don't want to give me a chance, please don't let him back in your life. You'll only get hurt and I couldn't stand to watch you go through that again."
"You heard her, Beca," Tom said with a smirk and a dismissive wave of his hand. "Run along now."
Beca gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. The next thing she knew she was being picked up and carried out of the kitchen. Mr. Beale didn't let her go until she was standing in the living room.
"Beca," Mr. Beale said sharply. "Let Chloe handle this on her own."
"But, he's going to-"
"Let her handle it," Mr. Beale repeats. "Aubrey and my wife are still in the kitchen so he won't try anything."
Beca just nods and stands there looking down at the ground.
"How dare you," Chloe said to Tom. "You do not get to speak to her like that."
"Oh, so what?," Tom says. "You're picking her over me? You barge into her shower and sing a naked duet and now you're a dyke, too?"
Beca's head shoots up when she hears Tom. Her face is beet red as she looks at Chloe's dad who also heard what Tom said. Mr. Beale just stands there with his eyebrow raised and an amused look on his face. In the kitchen, Aubrey's mouth dropped open in shock; Chloe never told her about this.
"Shut up!," Mrs. Beale yells at Tom. "You do not get to talk to, or about, my daughter or her friend like that. You need to leave."
"Why are you yelling at me?," Tom asks. "You should be yelling at Beca. She's trying to turn Chloe into a dyk- lesbian like her. Is that what you want for your daughter?"
"My mother's right," Chloe said to Tom. "You need to leave."
"Come on, Chloe," Tom said taking Chloe by the arms to face him. "She'll never be anything. She's going to bring you down with her. You need to forget about her. Let me take you to lunch and we can talk, just the two of us."
"No, Tom," Chloe said trying to pull away from him. "I don't want to be with you. I was never going to give you another chance to cheat on me. I don't love you Tom. But, I do love Beca. So, yeah, I choose her."
Tom shoved Chloe away from him and she hit the table and fell to the floor. Hearing this both Beca and Mr. Beale came charging into the kitchen. Beca saw Chloe on the floor and Tom standing over her. She ran and threw a punch at Tom. Tom backhanded her and Beca fell back. Her head hit the floor and she was knocked out. Pandemonium broke out in the Beale kitchen.
Mr. Beale grabbed Tom by the throat and had him up against the wall. Mrs. Beale was trying to get him to let Tom go. Chloe and Aubrey ran over to Beca. Chloe grabbed Beca in her arms crying. Aubrey called 911 asking for police and an ambulance.
"Come on, Beca," Chloe cried. "Wake up. Please. I love you, okay? I love you, I choose you."
Aubrey ran over to Mr. Beale, whose face was red with anger. Tom was clawing at Mr. Beale's hands around his throat. Mrs. Beale was trying to calm her husband down and get him to release Tom. Aubrey positioned herself between Tom and Mr. Beale trying to break Mr. B's grip on Tom. She pushed and shoved at Mr. Beale until he seemed to snap out of it. He let go of Tom who fell to the floor gasping for air. There was a knock on the door and Aubrey ran to answer it. Two police officers came in and saw the confusion in the kitchen.
"Would someone mind telling us what's going on here?," one officer asked.
Aubrey, being the calmest of the group, told the officers what had happened. The EMTs came in as Aubrey was talking and immediately ran over to Beca.
"You say she hit her head?," one of the EMTs asked.
Chloe nodded as tears ran down her face. Mrs. Beale backed up Aubrey's version of events and the officers arrested Tom for assault. He yelled about how it was all Beca's fault because she was gay. She should be the one to be arrested for indecent behaviors. Mrs. Beale had to hold her husband back from attacking Tom again.
"We need to take her in to have her checked out," the EMT was telling Chloe. "She may have a concussion."
Chloe just nodded and her mother took her in her arms. Aubrey had already gathered their purses and jackets.
"We'll follow you," Mr. Beale said.
Beca was loaded into the ambulance and the Beales and Aubrey piled into the Beales' car and followed.
"Beca honey," a voice called out to Beca. "I need you to look at me. Open those beautiful stormy blue eyes for me. Can you do that?"
"Mom?," Beca said. "Is that you?"
"Yes, it is my baby girl," her mom said. "How are you feeling?"
"My head hurts," Beca says.
"That was one of the bravest and stupidest things I've ever seen," her mother told her.
"I guess it wasn't one of my finest moments," Beca said. "Did I at least land a punch on Tom? Chloe probably hates me now. God, I messed up so bad. I hope I never wake up from this."
"Don't ever say that, Beca," her mom said. "Don't ever wish you were dead. I couldn't bear to watch that happen to you. You are going to wake up and you are going to live the future you saw with Chloe. Trust me on this. It is not your time yet. And, for the record, Chloe doesn't hate you. She held you and told you she loved you. She was crying and is very worried about you."
"Really?," Beca asked.
"Really," her mom said.
"You didn't answer my other question," Beca said with a smirk. "Did I at least hit Tom? I don't remember anything after seeing Chloe on the floor."
"Sadly, no," Beca's mom said with a smile. "But, Chloe's dad came close to choking him to death. If Aubrey hadn't intervened, he may just have killed him."
"Wow," Beca said. "How do you know who everyone is?"
"I'm always watching over you, Beca," her mom said. "I can only come to you in a sleeping or unconscious state. I know you hate Christmas because of what I did but I need you to know something. I wasn't really trying to kill myself. I was trying to just make the pain go away for a little while. I hadn't realized the number of pills I was taking. I'm so sorry for that."
"I was hurting, too," Beca yelled. "My dad left me and you were thinking only of yourself, of your pain? I needed you and you weren't there. I was only six years old and I needed my mother."
"I know, baby," her mom said. "I know. I messed up. With you, with the pills, with your father. But, I'm in a much better place now. I know that sounds cliche, but it's the truth. I am happy. I just want to see you be happy, too. Let Christmas back into your heart. Let Chloe show you what Christmas can be like. If anyone can do it, she can."
"She kinda already has," Beca said with a smile. "I actually went shopping, at a mall, on Christmas Eve. And, I was smiling when I found something for Aubrey that I knew she would like. It's Christmas day and I actually feel kind of. . .happy."
Beca's mom smiled.
"I still miss you, mom," Beca said. "I just wish we had had more time together. I love you."
"I love you, too," her mom said. "And, I am so proud of the woman you've become."
"So, you're okay with the whole gay thing?," Beca asked.
"I don't care who you love," her mom said. "As long as you're happy. And, I can see that Chloe makes you happy."
"Thanks, mom," Beca said with a shy smile. "Will I get to see you again?"
"I'll always be around," her mom said. "Watching over you. And, if you really need me, I'll be here, in your subconscious, for you talk to. Always. I promise."
"Thanks, mom," Beca said. "Can I, can I hug you?"
Her mom just smiled and pulled Beca into a hug. Beca had tears in her eyes as she hugged her mom back.
"It's time for you to go back, now," her mom said. "You need to wake up, Beca."
"Please?," another voice was saying. "Please wake up, Beca."
"Mom?," Beca mumbled.
"She's waking up," a voice she recognized as Chloe's said.
"Ow," Beca said and put her hand to her head.
She opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times.
"I'll get the doctor," Mr. Beale said and left the room.
"Welcome back," Aubrey said.
"You had us so worried, Beca," Chloe said holding Beca's hand.
"What happened?," Beca asked. "How long was I out?"
"Tom hit you and you fell and hit your head on the floor," Mrs. Beale said. "You've been out for a couple of hours. They ran some tests on you."
The doctor walked in with Mr. Beale.
"Hello, Ms. Mitchell," the doctor said. "I'm Dr. Jones. How are you feeling?"
The doctor used a small flashlight to check Beca's eyes.
"I have a headache," Beca said. "Other than that, I feel fine."
"Follow my finger please," Dr. Jones said.
Beca followed the doctors finger.
"Good," Dr. Jones said. "Now, the headache is to be expected. We ran some tests and everything came back fine. You don't have a concussion, but you will probably have a headache for a while. Just take some over the counter pain relievers and you'll feel better in a day or two. Do you have any questions?"
"When can I leave here?," Beca asked.
"I just need to sign the release and you can be on your way," Dr. Jones said.
"Thank you, doctor," Beca said as he left.
"Well, I could use a cup of coffee," Mr. Beale said.
"That sounds good," Mrs. Beale said. "I'll go with you."
"Me, too," Aubrey said. "Can we bring you two anything?"
"I'm good," Beca said.
Chloe just shook her head. Chloe's parents and Aubrey left the room. Chloe looked at Beca and Beca looked back at her.
"I'm sorry I ruined your Christmas," Beca said.
"You didn't ruin Christmas," Chloe said. "In fact, it's going on my list of most favorite Christmases ever. It took almost four years, but I finally got what I've been wishing for all that time."
"You did?," Beca asked. "And what's that?"
"You," Chloe said with a huge smile.
"Oh," Beca said and smiled. "So, does this mean that you're giving me a chance?"
Chloe moved so she was sitting on the bed and leaned in close to Beca.
"This means," Chloe said looking at Beca. "I want you to be my girlfriend."
"I don't know, Chlo," Beca said with a grin. "That's quite a commitment. It means you'll have to kiss me and hold my hand. It means you'll have to put up with my grumpiness and my brooding."
"Shut up and kiss me," Chloe said smiling.
"Yes, ma'am," Beca said and did just that.
Chloe pulled back from the kiss and looked at Beca.
"I love you," Beca said with a happy smile.
"I love you, too," Chloe said and kissed Beca again.
When she pulled back, Chloe laid herself down next to Beca and put her head on Beca's chest. Beca looked up and smiled. She saw her mom standing just outside her room. Her mom smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Beca smiled back. A nurse walked by and then her mom was gone. Beca sat up causing Chloe to sit up as well.
"Everything okay?," Chloe asked.
"Everything's perfect," Beca said with a smile.
Beca laid back down bringing Chloe with her. When the Beales and Aubrey came back, they found Beca holding Chloe as they both laid on the hospital bed. Chloe was laughing at something Beca was telling her, causing all three to smile.
"Looks like it's a Merry Christmas after all," Aubrey said.
Mr. and Mrs. Beale smiled and nodded their heads in agreement. Aubrey walked over to Beca's bed.
"So," she said looking down at Beca and Chloe. "About this naked shower singing thing. . . "
RJRMovieFan: Not sure if this is what you were looking for but I did hit on all the things you asked for. Hope you enjoyed it!
