First of all, I want to thank everyone for the reviews and the follows, it's been amazing. I took a long time out because I was on holiday in Spain, but I did manage to update. I apologize for everyone hating, that's the power of a writer. I feel like George R.R Martin, minus the murders. Nobody will die in this, honest. This chapter has the POF of each girl.

Chloe caught the next flight out, she had to explain to Lucy that she had to go, which left Lucy kind of disappointed, but Chloe lied saying that it was family emergencies which got Lucy off her case. Chloe's first thought was that Beca had gone home to the apartment, but when she arrived there, Beca was nowhere to be seen. She phoned Fat Amy, she said she hadn't seen Beca. Chloe phoned the rest of the Bellas (old and new) no response, nobody had seen Beca, she disappeared. Chloe almost phoned Jesse, but she knew that would be awkward. She stalked Beca's facebook and twitter, nothing. Chloe didn't even know why she was doing this, Beca hurt her so much, Chloe should have been throwing all of Beca's items out the window. Maybe Beca will come through the door, in tears, saying she was sorry, Chloe wouldn't forgive her straight away of course, they would have to work hard but they would find their way. Chloe decided that she would call Beca one more time, and this time she would leave a message. She picked up her phone, and called Beca

"Hey, it's Beca, I'm not here, just leave a message," her deadpan tone sent shivers down Chloe's spine, she missed her.

"Hello, it's me...oh, god, I've been listening to that stupid Adele song again. Sorry, I'm getting off the topic," Chloe gave a nervous chuckle "Where are you? If you haven't noticed from the shit loads of calls you're getting from me, I'm just confused, about last night and about waking up in an empty hotel room, which is way too big for it to be empty. I understand you needed space but not like this, just call me back please," Chloe said, before hanging up and putting her head in her hands, tears rolling down. She hadn't hurt this bad, not even when The Bellas were in danger of disbanding, this was so personal and raw. Suddenly her phone bleeped, it was a text message, from Beca.

'Please don't try and get in contact with me. I need some time to think,'

Chloe just stared at this message, she couldn't text back, she couldn't call. That was it, was Beca disowning her. Chloe threw her phone against the sob, and fell to the ground in sobs.

It had been a week since Beca left Chloe, and Chloe was slowly getting back on her feet, she cleaned up the apartment, decorated it, basically anything to get her mind off Beca. It didn't help that there were cute friendship photos of them in the apartment. She had the old Bellas over, her parents over, she baked, she cooked, knitted, sewed, painted, everything, and she enjoyed them but the moment, she hit her head on her pillow, all she could think about was Beca. Where was she? What was she up to? What was going through her mind?

"Here is your coffee," Jesse said, giving Beca a cup of coffee, she smiled, she was wearing a scruffy t-shirt, and tracking bottoms.

"Thanks," she said, she didn't drink the coffee, she just wanted something to keep her hands warm.

"So, what happened between you and Chloe?" Jesse said, Beca's heart stopped

"What?"

"Well, you've turned up here in a surprise, did you guys fall out?" Jesse asked

"Oh, um, yeah, we argued," Beca said

"Well, you guys will sort it, you always do," Jesse said, kissing his girlfriend, making his way down Beca's neck.

"Jesse-"

"You okay?" Jesse asked, immediately stopping

"I just got a migraine, not in the mood," Beca lied

"Okay, do you want me to give you something?" Jesse said. Beca's guilt came rushing back, Jesse was so lovely, and Beca had to go behind his back and sleep with someone else. How could she?

"Jesse, I'm okay, really," Beca said, giving a fake smile "I just need to sleep, jet lag,"

"Well, I need to head out, is that alright?" Jesse asked

"Yeah, that's fine, I'm not going anywhere," Beca said, Jesse gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before heading out the door. Few seconds after, her phone rang again, it was Chloe, again. Beca hung up, she couldn't face Chloe, but Chloe had been calling her constantly. Her phone bleeped, it was a voicemail from Chloe.

"Hello, it's me...oh, god, I've been listening to that stupid Adele song again. Sorry, I'm getting off the topic, Where you? If you haven't noticed from the shit loads of calls you're getting from me, I'm just confused, about last night and about waking up in an empty hotel room, which is way too big for it to be empty. I understand you needed space but not like this, just call me back please," Beca's heart shattered, and she gripped her phone tight. She wanted to call her, she wanted to cry and scream. She had never been more confused in her life, she decided that she had to say something, even if it hurt. She began to text,

'Please don't try and get in contact with me. I need some time to think,' SENT. She wanted to say sorry and that she did care for her, even if she didn't act that way.

It had been a full week, instead of exploring New York, Beca spent the week, holed up in a hotel room, staring out the window. Jesse was trying his best to be a good boyfriend, but Beca wasn't responding. He got her good food, some tacky souveniors, and sometimes she did smile, but Beca was just thinking of Chloe, even going to the point of stalking Chloe's facebook page.

"Hey, Beca, I'm going out to pick up food, usual order?" Jesse shouted as Beca was in the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the bathtub waiting for her bath to fill up.

"Yeah, see you," Beca said, hearing Jesse leave the hotel, she sat in silence for two minutes, before taking a huge breath. Picking up a small item sitting beside her, which told her the worst news she could ever know.

'Pregnant,'.