Face Behind The Music Chapter 14: Road To Recovery, a pitch perfect fanfic

A/N: Because before I posted chapters, I hadn't updated in a LONG time. I was busy moving and things have been stressful, please forgive me. But as an apology, I'm posting a third chapter for you guys. I'll write more often when I can, I promise. :) Tell me what you think. xx

Several hours pass, and lots of the Bellas and Trebles left. The only people left is Chloe, Jesse, and Aubrey. It's nearly 6 AM and a doctor comes out. (As well as the sun.) Aubrey has her head in her hands, stressing from everything that has occurred these pass twenty four hours, begging herself not to puke. Jesse is running her back with his hand, on the verge of falling asleep. Chloe is on the other side of the waiting room, her arms wrapped around her knees, burying her face in between her knees. The girl has dark circles under her eyes, still red and puffy from crying for nearly two hours. All her mind is focused on is Beca.

"Beca Mitchell?" He calls out. All three stand. And he guides them to her room. They enter, Chloe being the last. Too scared to see the state Beca is in without breaking down.

"Be strong, for Beca." Aubrey says. The girl walks in choked back a sob.

"This is a very lucky girl. She had very serious injuries, and an extreme amount of blood loss, I don't know how she made it, but she did. In the crash, she broke several of her right ribs, her left shoulder, her right hip and leg. As well as internal bleeding. Her forehead cracked open from the fall, but we stitched her up. And she has several bruises covering her body, but those should heal soon. As friends, do not let her leave the bed without someone to help her. I will discuss more about this, including her physical therapy sessions when or if she wakes. I'll let you three be alone with , and I'll be back in thirty minutes to check if she is awake."

"If?" Jesse says.

"Umm, yes. Due to intense injuries, we are unaware of when she will wake. We can say that Ms. Mitchell is in a coma, but there are still possibilities that she can wake any minute now." The man left, leaving the group in an uncomfortable silence.

Chloe pulls up a chair to the side of the bed, and takes Beca's weak hand into hers. She lets tears fall silently. Aubrey and Jesse sit on the other side of the bed.

Twenty minutes pass and Beca still isn't awake, Jesse stands. "Guys, none of us have eaten since yesterday in the morning. Babe, you wanna come with me to grab something sat the cafeteria?" Aubrey nods, standing. Chloe hasn't looked away from Beca's pale and broken body. "Chloe, you want anything?"

The redhead shakes her head politely, letting them leave. When they leave, she sobs a little.

"Baby, I don't know whether to be proud or call you stupid. It warms my heart to know that you saved that boy's life, but still. Look at the damage done. I don't care if you're still mad at me, I love you. And I-I need you to wake up, for me. Please, baby. The doctor said we don't know when or if you'll wake up, but if you don't wake, I don't know what I'll do with myself. It hasn't even been a full year, and look where we are. We had the world in our hands for a second, and the next second, all I know is everything came crashing down. I can't handle this all by myself. I need you here every morning when I wake. I need you to be here when I fall asleep. Please, baby. Ple-please. Wake up." Chloe clutches Beca's hand, crying. She stays like this, soon hearing the door open, and sees the doctor appear. He doesn't want to disturb her, only checking on Beca for several minutes, then leaving the room.

Jesse and Aubrey come in, only to be pushed out of the way for Chloe leaving the building. Aubrey chases after the girl, but as she exits the building, a cold rush of wind hits her body. The girl sees the petite ginger sitting on the curb, her breath vivid in the cold air. She takes a seat next to her.

"I'm sorry." Chloe mutters.

"Are you really apologizing? What are you apologizing for? You have no reason to be apologizing." Aubrey states.

"Everything is just so overwhelming, and stressful. Life is so crowded and rushed, sometimes, I just- I have to take a step back and breathe. I have to realize the situation I'm in, who I am, I can't let everything get to me. But it- it's so fucking hard." Chloe rests her forehead on her knees. Aubrey puts her arm around the girl, letting her cry on her shoulder.

"Shhh, I know. Life's a bitch. You already know I said things to Beca yesterday that I regret. A lot. And when she wakes, the first thing I'll do is apologize. But right now, I need to apologize to you, Chloe. I haven't treated you right, and I always bossed you around. I never meant to, and I hope you know that. I love you." Aubrey says.

Chloe wipes her face, "I love you too, Bree."

Beca didn't wake. Chloe stayed by her side for two days, refusing to leave. Aubrey dropped by to give her clothes and making sure she ate.

"Chlo, you need to come home-" Aubrey says.

"No." Chloe's response for everything. It's the third day and Beca is still asleep. Aubrey soon gave up, only coming by to check on the two women and giving Chloe food. Chloe made a bed out of the two chairs, never letting go of the brunette's hand. The redhead has gotten paler and skinnier, making her clothes baggy a little. She hasn't gotten a lot of sleep, but now the girl is drifting off after Aubrey left. Her hand slipped from the brunettes. She curled into a fetus position, trying to make the two seats as comfortable as possible. Her eyes slightly puffed and red from crying still. She wished she could force herself to stay awake longer, but she's lost all the energy to do so.

3 AM (the same day):

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

What the actual fuck is that god damn noise? A sleepy brunette thinks. Her eyes partly open, and she looks around to see she's in a hospital bed, with spongebob cartoons running on the tv, and very petite redhead curled up on two chairs. It pains her heart. Everything came back to Beca. Why she was in a hospital bed. Why she can barely move. The crash. Leaving the Bellas. Everything.

Chloe sleeping on the chairs confused Beca. She would think the girl is still mad at her. But then she remembered something...

x-x-x

Beca heard everything. The cries coming from her girlfriend. Aubrey begging Chloe to come back to the dorm. Her mixes that Chloe played. Jesse and Aubrey talking. Every doctor coming in, not only checking on her but Chloe. Chloe. The brunette is fully awake. She sits up, regretting it a little. The pain from her broken bones all came back as well. Her heart rate increased on the monitor, and several doctors came in.

Before they could say anything, Beca put her index finger over her mouth, so they wouldn't wake Chloe. They came to the other side of the bed, the girl was too annoyed and in pain at the moment to want to talk.

"Ms. Mitchell, can you tell me what day it is?"

Beca thinks for a moment. "Tuesday." "It's thursday, you've been out for three days. And your girlfriend would never budge to leave your side." The doctor says, everyone looking to the redhead. Beca chuckles a little, expecting Chloe would be someone to do that.

"Are you hungry?" "A little, actually." "We'll bring in some food, right away ma'am." A female doctor leaves to bring her meal. "Oh wait, can you bring something for her too?" Beca asks, gesturing towards the ginger, the lady nods.

"Well, Beca. You are on your road to recovery. From the crash, you have a broken right hip and leg. As well as a rib, considering the hit was on your right side. You broke your left shoulder from the fall, and have a small cut at the very top of your forehead. It's hidden mainly under your hair, but will be a little noticeable because of the stitches. Do you want me to discuss the physical therapy sessions now or..." The doctor states. Beca was overwhelmed at the moment, not realizing how badly the damages were done. But she realized if she didn't do what she did that night, the boy would be dead.

"I think I'll wait for my girlfriend to wake."

"Very well, you get your rest."

"Dude, I've been asleep for three days, no more rest." Beca says. The doctor laughs, but Beca was actually being serious with that statement.

After the doctors leave and Beca is left with her and Chloe's food, she takes a bite out of her sandwich, and grabs her phone on the side next to Chloe.

112 Texts - 84 Phone Calls - 27 Emails. Beca groans. She reads every email and text, and checks her voicemail box. All these texts, calls, and emails were from her grandparents, her aunt, Jesse, the Bellas, several trebles, and several famous artists, as well as Chloe.

Beca notices one person out of all her contacts who wasn't aware of what happened to Beca. Her father. She doesn't expect anything from the man, the two barely have a relationship after he walked out on her and her mom. She isn't exactly sad that he didn't give notice, but she wished he at least called one damn time. Beca goes through her email, and types in her mom's old email.

Subject: Your Reminder

Happy birthday sweetheart! I can't believe you're fourteen. I hope you kept your promise in not opening this email 'til your birthday, but you always keep your promises, so it doesn't worry me.
Listen baby girl, the doctor told me I didn't have a high chance at surviving this tumor, it was too late for surgery, which is why I'm righting this now, while I have the chance. I know this is hard. Your father isn't here, and soon you'll think I won't be here. But I will. Maybe not physically, but know that I'll always be watching out for you. I'll see when you get your drivers license, and when you graduate, your first boyfriend or girlfriend. I know you were never open about dating, but just know whatever and whoever you grow up to be, I will love you no matter what. I don't ever want to hear you giving up, okay? Promise me that. You're beautiful and amazing, especially when it comes to your DJ thing. If that's what you wanna do, then do it. It's not everyday a mom can say their daughter is a DJ! But I need you to promise me this, go to college. Even if you take DJing to your career, it doesn't matter when you go to college. But I want you to have the experience. You might think it's lame, but who knows what'll happen. I love you no matter what happens. You're the best daughter I can ask for, baby. Don't think of this as goodbye. Never bring yourself down for little mistakes in life. You're only human. And yes, it's a scary world we live in, and you're only such a small part of it. But so am I and everyone else around us. You're going to do great things in life, I know you are. I miss you so much baby girl. You deserve so much, and I'm sorry I couldn't give you a lot growing up. But hopefully you can forgive me for that. Never settle, honey. Even if you're taking a financial risk or you're sacrificing something, if it's really worth it, go for it. In the end, it'll all pay off. Don't be afraid to be different, and put yourself out there. It's NEVER enough to be good. Take whatever the world gives you, and give them something they've never seen before. Because I know you're capable of doing so. I won't be able to teach you about love or your first heartbreak, but just remember. If that girl/boy is truly worth it, you'll never let them go. You're the best daughter I can ask for, I hope whoever you end up with sees that. And I will always love you. Happy Birthday, Becs.

With love, always

Mom

Beca had a tearstained face from crying all night. She isn't usually a cryer, but when she is, she cries when no one is around. The girl was clutching her phone, wishing it all would end. Her silent (almost-silent) sobs started to stir the redhead. Her smile faded when she saw the girl in tears.

"Beca, you're awake!" Chloe says, her smile faded when she saw the girl in tears. Chloe stood, "Chlo, I love you. I love you so much, please never forget that." Beca wraps her arms around Chloe's waist. Despite the pain, she didn't care at all at that moment. She needed someone, and the only person Beca wanted to turn to was Chloe.

"Baby, I love you too. More than you will ever know. When did you wake up?" "Last night." "And you didn't wake me?" "You were sleeping, plus I was over-analyzing things." Chloe sighs, sitting on the bed. Beca scoots over, but Chloe stops her.

"Babe, I don't want to hurt you."

"Please, Chlo. The only thing I need right now is you." Chloe could see the pain in her girlfriend's eyes, knowing she was hurting, but not for all the same reasons.

"There's something you're not telling me." Chloe says after laying close to Beca as possible without hurting the girl.

"My mom, I just-I miss her. It took a little dwelling into the past to realize how much I miss her." Beca gave Chloe her phone and let Chloe read her mom's last letter to her. By the end, Chloe had tears falling from your eyes.

"It's true, you know. She still is here. She's always watching you no matter what." Chloe whispers. The two can see the sunrise popping from the window.

"I know, it's just head. I wish she was here, I would've introduced her to you." Beca responds, but adds something before Chloe can respond. "You wanna come with me to her grave the next time I visit?" Beca asks.

Chloe smiles, a tear falls from her eye. She nods her head.

"I love you." Chloe says, kissing the girl's lips. Their tongues glide against each other, but not in an intense rough form. Beca cries a little, "I'm so fucking scared." Beca kept saying to Chloe crying. Chloe's never seen this side of Beca. So vulnerable and fragile.

"We're gonna get through this. I promise."