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Chapter 2
Pine Valley Drive

Her stomach came up to her chest and Beca felt her heart was beating in her throat. In fear she grabbed the hand closest to hers (this being Aubrey, of all people) and she squeezed it in an attempt to message she was scared.

The blonde took notice, shocked to find the bad-ass Mitchell grabbing her hand.

"Why so shocked? I thought you'd miss me? Cutest couple at Clark Central High School, remember?"

"I-I-I-" Beca spluttered on her words, tears welling in her eyes as Chloe saw her face for the first time since encountering this guy. Beca was beyond pale. Her chest heaved, and she was shaking furiously.

"Do you know this guy?" Aubrey asked, pointing behind her to the smirking man.

"No." Beca whimpered, her lying obvious but enough for Chloe to get the message. The red-head turned the guy and shook her head.

"Wrong girl. Move along." She said dismissively, taking her friends away from the still smirking guy. He was even chuckling at this response but did as told, and walked the other direction.

"Becs, breathe." Chloe said gently once they were a safe distance away and hidden by a tree. Aubrey sat the girl on the bench and did what she knew would work. With swift moves she took her hand back and tucked Beca's head between her knees. Chloe took over Aubrey's seat and began to rub her best-friends back as she shuddered to take each breath.

After a considerable amount of time, a sudden noise made both ladies jump. Beca began to retch on the floor below her, some of it splattering on her boots but mainly landing on the grass.

The throwing up caused Beca to break down and she began to sob between her knees, bringing her hands up to her hair and racking through it.

Chloe pried the tugging hands from her hair and pulled Beca upward and toward her chest. The whole pushing people away persona flew out the window the minute Chloe had her arms wrapped securely around the petit woman and felt the tears soak the front of her shirt.

"He's gone. You're safe." Chloe cooed, stroking Beca's hair and kissing her forehead every so often. Beca sobbed harder at those words. He was never gone. Even four years after he did that to her, he was still here.

"I'm scared." She whispered against her friend, feeling the same desires she did as a child. She desired to harm herself to remove the pain within her heart.

"It's okay to be scared." Aubrey said gently, surprising Chloe with how nice she was being towards Beca. Aubrey always had a motherly side to her behavior. It was instinct for her to care for people and while she seemed like the devil's spawn towards the Bellas, she cared for each of them dearly. Seeing the most head-strong of all in tears and nearing a panic attack, made her forget of all their problems and turn into the kind Aubrey who'd hold your hand and listen to your worries.

She was sounding like Chloe did all the time, and that baffled Beca.

"Who was it Bec?" Chloe questioned, nuzzling her nose into the brunette's hair. What she didn't realize was the way her friend had started humming.

"Hey Jude, don't be afraid" She mumbled the lyrics, her fingers going towards the necklace around her neck.

"You were made to go out and get her" Chloe glanced up at Aubrey, not sure what this self-soothing meant and if it was okay for her to be doing it.

"The minute you let her under your skin" Both women glanced down at the necklace Beca was tentatively stroking. It was no bigger than a quarter and was a silver flat circle that she held between her index finger and thumb.

"Then you begin to make it better." After her words end, she releases the necklace and brings a shaky hand up to her cheeks. She wipes at them quickly before pressing herself away from Chloe.

"I have to go." She stressed, rising from the bench onto wobbly legs. Aubrey threw her hands toward the girl to steady her and was glad she did since Beca nearly fell backwards onto the floor.

"Where on earth are you going like that?!" Chloe questions, rising as well and walking to the front of Beca so she can look at her watery eyes.

"I have to go see someone. Now." She said in a hurry, shaking off both of their arms and pressing forward.

"Let me drive you." Chloe begged, once again running in front of Beca to stop her.

"No, no, I need to go." Her eyes were wild and there was something about the way her breath caught that made Chloe fear she would pass out.

"I can take you. My car is right over there." The red-head pointed towards the nearest parking lot. "You'll get there sooner, wherever there is. Besides, your car is all the way over at the Baker Hall dorms. It'll take you ten minutes just to walk there." The three were silent for a few minutes before the brunette nodded her head and allowed the two to walk her quickly towards the parking lot.

~.~.~

"Where are we going, Bec?" Chloe asked as she turned onto the main highway after the school.

"Do you know where the Clarke Middle School is?" She asked, chewing her bottom lip.

"Yeah." She gave a nod, bringing relief to Beca for not having to be told the whole direction scheme of their journey.

"Go straight on Baxter St. past the school. Turn left on West Lake Dr. And then right on Pine Valley Dr."

"To the neighborhood of houses?" Aubrey asked, receiving a nod.

"My dad's house is on that street." She whispered, looking past the schools as the flittered by and soon became more homes. Chloe turned on the designated street, slowing her car down so then Beca could point out the home. They stopped at a white paneled home with black shutters and a large Victorian Style entry. On the yard was a large tree with a swing hooked to one of the branches and a small bike resting on its side on the grass. As soon as the car came to a halt, Beca sprung out of her seat and ran for the door. Aubrey and Chloe followed quickly after her, not sure whether this was okay or not, but refusing to leave Beca in a state like this.

As they approached Beca had already knocked and the door was being opened by a lady who was in her forty's. She was far to young to be Beca's mom, but something suggested that this was the 'Step-Monster' the girl spoke to earlier.

"Shelia, where's Jude?" She asked in a hurry, needing to see the boy who anchored her and made all her bad thoughts turn into good ones. At the moment all Beca wanted to do was bring harm upon herself, this was when she needed to see her son the most.

"What's wrong?" Shelia asked with worry, trying to reach out to her step-daughter.

"Where's Jude?" Beca pushed past the woman and looked around the house.

"Living-room." Was the response that came from the woman as she glanced towards Beca's friends and gave them a questioning shrug, as if to ask what was going on.

"Come on in ladies. I'm Shelia." The woman greeted, shutting the door behind Chloe and Aubrey.

"Chloe." The red-head said, shaking Shelia's hand.

"I'm Aubrey. You must be Beca's step-mom."

"Yes, however Beca doesn't enjoy addressing me like that." She gave a light chuckle and looked towards the kitchen. "Can I offer you a drink while Beca does whatever she is going crazy over?"

"That would be nice, thanks." Chloe followed Shelia towards the kitchen, glancing at the living room as they passed to see Beca crouched in front of the couch, whispering something to the Jude she spoke of.

"Who's Jude?" Aubrey asked as they entered the kitchen and were far enough from Beca so then she wouldn't hear.

Shelia gave a sigh as she pulled four glasses from the cupboard and grabbed the water pitcher. "I think it's best that Beca explains that to you." Was what she replied before handing out the water.

In the living room Beca had squatted in front of a sleeping Jude and began running her fingers through his curls. This calmed her nerves almost immediately. All she needed to see were his eyes before she would feel entirely alright.

"Jude? Baby, wake up." She cooed, pulling out his headphones and smiling at his choice of music. He has the Beatles shuffling through the iPod, particularly the 1970 album containing his song.

"Mama?" He groaned in a whisper, still heavy with sleep but awake enough to see the state his mom was in.

"Hi, bub." She cooed, kissing the tip of his nose.

"Why so sad?" He asked, wiping her cheek with his whole palm.

"I missed you after we stopped talking." She admitted, giving a small laugh at the way he played with the chain around her neck.

"Do you want a cuddle?" He asked, looking at her with his navy blue eyes that matched her's. She once again snickered, giving a nod before opening her arms. He sat up and crawled into her embrace, nuzzling his nose into her neck.

"You make everything better." She sighed, kissing his neck making a squeal of laughter emit from him.

"Mommy that tickles!" He screeches, laughing harder as he pressed his hands against her shoulders. This gave her more reason to tickler her son senseless, seeing as her foul mood disappeared from the minute she held him in her arms.

"Oh no you don't, squirmy. You've got to do a lot more than just push me away, mister." Her fingers got to work, tickling his sides while she peppered his face with kisses. He squealed once more before finally freeing himself and running behind his mom. He wrapped her in a behind hug and laughed into her ear as she rose off the ground and felt his legs wrap around her waist. She pretended to drop him causing a scream of dread to escape his lips.

"Beca, is everything alright?" Beca's face fell the minute she looked up and saw Shelia at the entry with Chloe and Aubrey behind her.

She forgot they followed her in.

Now was the time to be honest, Beca knew it.

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