Beca had never been much of a fan of bringing close contact with alot of people, Chloe Beale being the exception. She probably could have managed if Chloe was there, but the red head was the only reason that Beca was sat so damn close to Aubrey Posen right then.

The tiny brunette was squished between Stacey and Aubrey, while the other Bella's all piled upon one another in the booth of the Coffee Cup. Beca was explaining the diagram battleplan she'd drawn out. It lay on the table before them all, explaining different bits of choreography and when they do it during the mash-up for finals. Of course Chloe wasn't there due to Beca's brilliant idea to show her how much she was sorry and loved her.

Aubrey had scrunched her nose up and tried her hardest not to frown as Beca explained,

"at this bit, I'll take solo and practising to Chloe, without actually singing to her, you know, because that'll probably dock us points if I turn away from th audience," Beca explained, running her finger across the battle plan,

"I think it's really sweet," Stacey cooed beside her, Beca blushed hard and continued,

"Seriously guys. Right none of the choreography changes, so she'll know all the steps, she just won't know what I'm going to do, so just keep moving and don't break it," Beca said, her voice strong, even if she could feel Aubrey tensing up besides her. The captain was having a hard time dealing with this, although she'd out all her trust into Beca, she still was the Bella captain at heart and wanted it her way, "Posen, it's gonna be fine. Even if we don't win, least we'll have done something memorable,"

"I know that, and I'm okay with that, but what about Chloe?"

"What about me?" the red head drew everyone's attention to her, as she stood at the end of the booth, hands on her hips, her face stoney. Collectively the Bella's took a large gulp of air,

"Chlo-" Beca started but the red head looked to Aubrey,

"Is this an official Bella's meeting? If so, why the hell am I not here?" her tone was so demanding and confident that Beca was so surprised when she left a pang of lust drive right through her. She didn't even know she liked dominant woman that much.

"Chloe, please, it's not that big of a deal, we were just going over some final bits,"

"I asked Bree not you Beca," Chloe said with a glare,

"Chloe, what Beca means to say is, we didn't want to bother you while you where getting checked out at the doctors with stuff you already knew," Aubrey jumped in quickly, shooting Chloe a shocked look. The red head looked between Beca and Aubrey then gave a sigh,

"Alright," she gurgled, turning to walk away, "I've got work anyway," she shot over her shoulder as she headed to the main counter and dissappeared into the back room of the Coffee house. Beca watched her go, her face sagging with sadness. She didn't even know if they were still together now, every encounter they'd had since the Bella fight club had been dark looks and snappy comments, even when Beca had asked for her help for the new choreography, Chloe had seemed snappy about it.

"Saved your ass," Aubrey muttered as she pulled the battle plan towards her, scanning it once more.

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"I don't know what I'm supposed to do Jesse, she won't look at me or even speak to me in a civil manner," Beca whined into the red plastic cup as the party raged around them. It was the annual Treblemakers ICCA's final party, and since Bumper had up and left the Trebels, they'd invited all the other acapella groups along with half the students to their rather battered looking house.

Currently Beca and Jessie sat hidden behind the tiki bar, watching the party goers go crazy around the half empty pool. The house really needed cleaning up. Donald, the wicked younger MC come human beat box for the Trebles, had been telling Beca earlier about how all the frat houses in that row, a good four of them, had been reserved for the acapella groups for years, they just where never occupied by any other groups due to Bumpers pigheadedness.

"I dunno Becs, it's a pretty tough situation. You haven't actually broken up, but you said some pretty horrid things to her," Jessie said with a shrugged, snagging another bottle of Jeagermister from behind the bar. He was supposed to be manning it. But had given up after Beca had turned up, looking sour faced and lonely. All the other Bella's had congregated towards the main bulk of the party, throwing themselves into the last bit of drinking and partying before the ICCA's and summer break.

Beca sighed and ran her hands through her hair, staring out longingly at the red head who was happily gyrating against Tom the football player. It made Beca's insides twist and curl. It made her feel utterly sick to watch the woman she loved, the woman she'd given her very innocence and all to dance like a floosy with that floppy haired boy,

"I just hope the ICCA's will show her what she means to me," Beca muttered pitifully,

"Are you still not going to tell me your plan?" Jesse begged, pushing another drink towards Beca. The brunette took it, necked it, and set the red solo cup back down, shaking her head,

"nope."

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A few hours and a full bottle of Jeagermister later, Beca was trying to figure out how to order take away via her phone when Aubrey Posen swam into view,

"I never really liked you," she stated as she sat down opposite her on a bean bag chair. They where still outside the Trebel house, by the pool, the bean bag chairs had been dragged out by Jesse a while ago and Beca had been unable to vacate the red one she was stuck in for a long time. The brunette blinked at Aubrey, her mouth agape, "But I'm going to make you captain because you'll look after the Bella's. We're gonna win 'cos of you," Aubrey nodded as she spoke, her tone very dreamy Beca thought. She hummed in approval and smiled lopsided, "Chloe still wants you. She's just trying to make you jealous you know,"

"Your alright Posen," Beca muttered as the blonde easily left the bean bag chair and dissappeared into the crowd, swaying slightly. Beca decided she did like Aubrey and though she enjoyed her company more with alcohol in her system. The brunette turned back to her phone, again trying to order some Thai food.

But she just couldn't take her mind off Chloe. The red head swam through her thoughts like she was hooked on her, she was just there, in every waking moment of Beca's life, not looking at her or speaking to her. Beca's shoulders sagged as Chloe swam into her vision and for a moment the brunette though she really was quite drunk.

"You look like you need to go home," Chloe said softly, her cerulean eyes fixing on Beca slumped in the bean bag,

"I can't get up," she muttered in reply, feeling quite sorry for herself and quite embarrassed at the same time. Sure, this is the way to win back your girlfriend, get stuck in a bean bag, Beca thought to herself as Chloe stared her down,

"You really hurt me Beca," the red head said softly. Beca was Awre she probably shouldn't have heard her, since the Trebels music was still pumping loudly, "What you said cut me deep, I didn't think you'd ever be like that, not with me at least," Beca's auburn haired beauty continued, Beca was pretty damn sure that Chloe had no idea she could hear her, but the red head carried on speaking, "I didn't know what to do, Aubrey said I should break up with you, but clearly I haven't done that, but I haven't really told you if we're okay. But we arnt okay, and you probably don't even realise that," Chloe sniffle slightly and Beca really didn't know what to do. She didn't know how to form the words to tell her girlfriend that she could;

A. Hear her speaking And B. She realised and regretted all the pain she'd brought the red head.