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Chapter 4
Chilling Thoughts

Chloe and Aubrey had stuck around for dinner and were busying themselves with watching Jude while Beca conversed with her dad the option of bringing her son to the university for the weekend.

"I highly doubt Kimmy-Jin would appreciate a three year old in your room." Her dad argued, shaking his head in disapproval of the idea.

"I'm staying with Chloe. Besides, even if it was at my place I could care less about Kimmy-Jin. She always has a massive group of friends in our place half the time so it'd only be fair."

"Beca, I don't think this is a good idea-"

"You don't think that it's okay for me to bring my own kid to my school, to meet the rest of the Bellas?" She spat venomously, feeling her anger grow.

"You shouldn't be dragging him around if he is happy here!" Her father was getting defensive, and then it clicked in Beca's mind.

"Jude is my son. He is my responsibility. Just because someone got me knocked up at 16 does not mean that I can't take care of him. I appreciate Shelia's work with him, and I do appreciate how you house him and pay for me to go to school but this isn't what I wanted. I was doing fine with Jude, we were going to California and I still would've been able to provide for him. You interrupted my plans and forced this upon us. So if I want to take my kid to stay with me, then I will do just that. Because he is mine not yours!" With that Beca turned to leave the kitchen, ignoring her father as he angrily called her back.

"Hey guys, we should head out. Jude, bud how about you gather some clothes and toys and we'll head over to Chlo-Chlo's and Aubrey's for the weekend?" I say making him spring to his feet and cheer.

"YAY! I get to stay with mama longer!" He ran into the petit woman's arms and called for the others to follow him to his room so they could see his awesome bed (it was a bunk bed, with the top bunk occupied by a few larger toys).

Beca got to work, pulling out jeans and shirts for her son as well as some sweaters, a rain coat, and many pairs of underwears. She then rummaged in the bottom drawer for socks and pajamas.

"This is my favourite hat." The boy explained to Chloe, tugging his toque over his curls and giving her a toothy grin. "Mommy, I need to bring my pillow." Jude suddenly called, dragging a Winnie the Pooh blanket and it's matching pillow off his bed.

"Why's that?" Beca asked, giving her attention to her son.

"Cause, I like them." He insisted, making her laugh. Jude laughed as well and wrapped his arms around her neck. A hug from Jude meant everything. It could explain all his emotions and this hug was one of pure joy. Beca couldn't decipher if this joy was from making his mom laugh or being able to stay with her all weekend but it still felt good.

"Silly boy," She kissed over his ear and then went back to gathering his things.

"Beca, what you are doing is far from appropriate." Francis demanded, coming behind his daughter and crossing his arms.

"Really? Taking my own kid is inappropriate?" She scoffed, beckoning Jude over so she could change him into his pajamas now since it was nearing his bed-time. Aubrey helped her, taking his current clothes and folding them neatly (it was also to distract herself from the awkward tension between father and daughter that she knew all to well of).

"Yes, Jude likes it here." Dr. Mitchell was getting even more furious at his kid with her sarcasm.

"He's happy coming with me." Beca informs the man, standing up from the ground with Jude dressed in his peter pan pajamas and warm socks, along with the toque covering his head. Chloe grabbed his duffle and draped the blanket the boy held around his shoulders, handing Aubrey the pillow.

"We'll go to the car." She said, rubbing her friends back before leading the blonde out. "Thanks again for dinner, Shelia." Chloe added as the slipped out of the house.

"Jude, you're staying with grandpa and grandma tonight." Dr. Mitchell said.

"He calls her Shelia, she is not his grandma." She snapped, readjusting the boy on her hip.

"Stop fighting me Beca!" This made Jude hide his face. His grandpa hardly yelled but this was too loud for his liking. Beca clenched her jaw and inhaled sharply, before heading over to his toy box and pulling up his back-pack.

"What toys, baby?" She asked her son, beginning to pull the super-hero figurines and his teddy bear as requested. "I've got your iPod charger." She said, unplugging the white wire from the wall. "We'll grab your iPod on the way out."

"Okay." Jude whispered, still clinging to her. His hands tightened around her neck as she rose off the ground and attempted to walk past her antsy father.

"Goodbye, dad." She said, stepping past the threshold of the bedroom before she felt her son's fingers clasp around her neck and dig into her skin causing them to rack along her shoulders as his body was tugged away from her. He sobbed and kicked in his grandfathers arms while Beca gasped from the burning pain radiating from her neck and shoulders.

"Mommy!" Jude sobbed out, flailing in Dr. Mitchell's arms. Shelia came into the room at the commotion and demanded for her husband to return Jude to Beca. The professor came to his senses and returned the boy to his fuming mother.

"Leave me the fuck alone." She spat his way; ignoring the fact her son had heard her curse. She raced down the stairs with Jude crying in her arms, his blanket gripped in his little hands as the small backpack swung back and forth on her back. She fetched the iPod and headphones from the living room before leaving the house, making sure to slam the door shut on her way out.

Chloe stepped out of the car upon seeing the door open and took in all she could in the dark. Jude was still crying and that was enough to tell her now was not the time to press questions.

"Is Jude alright?" Was all she asked, grabbing the backpack from her friend and tossing it in the trunk along with his duffle.

"Just shaken up. Crap his car-seat." Beca mumbled, unsure of her next move.

"Shelia gave it to us. 'Bree got it set up in the back." Chloe replied, making Beca deflate slightly. The girl was at the brink of tears and the red-head could sense it.

"Are you okay?" She whispered, rubbing the back of Jude's neck in and attempt to calm him while Beca bounced lightly.

"I'm fine." The brunette said, shaking her head however to let Chloe know she'd explain later.

"Let's get you guys home." Beca agreed and went to the back, strapping Jude into his seat and holding his hand the whole way back to Barden, despite his tears putting him to sleep about five minutes into the ride.

When they pulled to a stop at the parking lot of Aubrey and Chloe's dorm, both women turned in their seats to see Jude had his thumb in his mouth and his index finger rested on the bridge of him nose.

"So cute!" Chloe gushed opening her door and climbing out of her seat before heading to the back to help Beca. After opening Beca's door she waited for the girl to hand her Jude who slumped over with sleep. Beca gave a laugh as the two fumbled to pull him from the car but managed anyways.

Beca assisted Aubrey in carrying the bags, finally allowing all the women to head inside the dorm building. As they walked Beca felt her anxiety pick up. The girls were going to want to know what happened after they left. She'd have to find a way to explain to them that having her dad watch her son didn't seem like an option anymore. Finally, Beca was going to have to tell them that her only option might be to leave the Bella's (maybe even Barden itself) and find an off campus place for herself and Jude to stay. She knew these would be the thoughts that kept her up at night. A chill ran down her back, imagining how hard this life will be.

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