The Veternarian and the Rock Star Chapter 4- Show Time, Pitches, a pitch perfect fanfic

A/N: Thanks guys for all the support. It really means so much to me. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this and are still reading. It's been an interesting ride so far, but don't worry it's gonna get better. This chapter is very heartbreaking, but stick with it. Sometimes the darkest time of night is right before the dawn.

P.S. I do not own Pitch Perfect, nor any of the characters or material therein. All rights of ownership go to the screen writers and production team that made Pitch Perfect. I am just a humble fan, offering his meager thoughts and visions on a wonderful storyline.

Chloe felt like she's been punched in the gut. Worse than that, she felt like she'd had her guts ripped out. It took everything she had not to start sobbing and just leave the show. How could Beca be so cold towards her. She'd hardly said two words to her when she arrived. Now that the Bellas were making their way to their seats, Chloe let the feeling really sink in.

The entire front row had been reserved for the Bellas. CR and Denise sat at the end, followed by Lily (who'd just appeared. No one knew where she came from), then Chloe, then Aubrey and Stacie, then Fat Amy, Emily, Flo, Jessica and Ashley. As they sat, Aubrey looked at Chloe. She'd known Chloe long enough to know just about everything about her and as she looked at her best friend she couldn't help but feel absolutely infuriated at Beca. Chloe looked so broken and Beca had just treated her like garbage.

Aubrey reached over and took Chloe's hand, "It'll be ok. You know how she gets before a show. We're still on for our plan. It'll work. I promise."

"Maybe I was wrong." Chloe choked out, barely above a whisper, "Maybe she doesn't love me."

"Shut it, Beale. Don't start thinking like that. You know better!" Aubrey chastised her, "Beca loves you, we all know it. We'll make this right." Aubrey turned her attention back to the stage as she finished, "Come Hell or high water."

The crowed shouted as DJ Khaled came onto the stage, "Let me here you!" He said and the crowd got even louder, "When I say Fan, you say Love. Fan.

"LOVE"

"Fan"

"LOVE!"

"Alright Y'all! I got a real treat for you. DJ Khaled knows talent, and let me tell you that this girl has it. When she sings, I feel it. I have personally co-signed her myself. Give it up for Beca Mitchell!"

The crowd shouted again as Beca came on stage and smiled to DJ Khaled and looked out over the crowd, "Wow. Thank you guys. It's a real honor to be here and perform for all of you brave people in uniform and the families that are left behind. You guys are the best people in the world. Thank you! This show is for you."

The crowd cheered as the show got started and Beca opened with her first song.

Puttin' my defences up
'Cause I don't wanna fall in love
If I ever did that, I think I'd have a heart attack

Never put my love out on the line
Never said yes to the right guy
Never had trouble getting what I want
But when it comes to you, I'm never good enough
When I don't care, I can play 'em like a Ken doll
Won't wash my hair, then make 'em bounce like a basketball

But you make me wanna act like a girl
Paint my nails and wear high heels, yes you
Make me so nervous, that I just can't hold your hand

You make me glow,
But I cover up, won't let it show,
So I'm puttin' my defenses up
'Cause I don't wanna fall in love
If I ever did that, I think I'd have a heart attack
I think I'd have a heart attack
I think I'd have a heart attack

Everyone watched the stage, the crowd cheering and screaming seemed to almost drown out all other noise. Chloe watched intently, and Aubrey glared at the stage, her eyes following Beca's every move as she just stared daggers at her from the front row.

Never break a sweat for the other guys
When you come around, I get paralyzed
And every time I try to be myself
It comes out wrong like a cry for help
It's just not fair
Pain's more trouble than love is worth
I gasp for air
It feels so good, but you know it hurts

But you make me wanna act like a girl
Paint my nails and wear perfume, for you,
Make me so nervous, that I just can't hold your hand

To everyone else it was just a song, and Chloe wasn't even sure of what was happening, but the words just seemed too true for it to be a coincidence. As Beca continued to belt out "Heartattack" by Demi Lovato, Chloe began to wonder if she was for her.

For Aubrey there was no doubt and her grip on the arm of her chair began to tighten, "Don't you fucking do it, Mitchell." She growled under her breath.

"Do what?" Stacie whispered as she took Aubrey's hand, noticing that her friend had a white knuckle grip on the chair.

Aubrey leaned in and whispered into Stacie's ear, which gave her butterflies of her own, "This entire concert is going to be a fucking stab at Chloe."

Stacie's brow furrowed, "Why?"

"Because Chloe used Captain Walsh to make Beca jealous and now Beca's pissed and is going to punish her but Chloe's punishing herself enough, she doesn't need this fucking shit." Aubrey replied sharply, but still in a hushed tone.

The feelings got lost in my lungs
They're burning, I'd rather be numb
And there's no one else to blame
So scared I take off and I run
I'm flying too close to the sun
And I burst into flames

I think I'd have a heart attack

The crowd erupted in cheers as Beca finished her song, even the Bella's cheered for her, all but Aubrey and now Stacie. Aubrey looked furious, while Stacie just looked hurt and confused. Aubrey's eyes shifted momentarily to Chloe who was cheering, smiling and waving, trying her hardest to fight through the hurt and support the love of her life. That's how Aubrey knew she had to fix this. She couldn't just tell Chloe that Beca was being a bitch and that Chloe deserved better because Chloe's selfless love and support of Beca was unwavering. Even as Beca was driving the musical knife into Chloe's heart, Chloe was still being her cheerleader.

"Thank you guys." Beca said as the band started into the next song, and if there was any doubt in Aubrey's mind that this concert was for Chloe, it was all erased with this song.

You shout it out
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium, I am titanium, I am titanium, I am titanium

Every one of the Bella's turned and looked at Chloe, and Chloe just sat there, stunned, with tears rolling down her face as she tried to sing along. So many memories came to mind. So many wonderful, beautiful, painful memories.

"You can sing!"

"Dude get out!"

"How high does your belt go?"

"My what?"

"You have to audition for the Bellas."

"I can't do anything until you cover your junk."

"Just think about it, one time, we sang back up for Prince. His butt is so small I can hold it with like one hand."

"Seriously? I am nude."

"You were singing Titanium, right?"

"You know David Guetta?"

"What? Have I been living under a rock? Yeah. That song is my jam... my lady jam."

"That's great."

"It is. That song really builds. Will you sing it for me?"

"No. Get out!"

"Not for that reason. I'm not leaving here until you sing."

The tears rolled down Chloe's cheeks as she started to sob, but what she couldn't know is that, while Beca had intended this concert to be her revenge for Chloe torturing her with Captain Walsh, it was doing just as much damage to her own heart. She wanted more than anything for Chloe to come up on stage and sing it with her, the same way that they had in the shower.

Cut me down
But it's you who has further to fall
Ghost town, haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud not saying much

As Beca hit the refrain again, Chloe couldn't help it. She stood, tears rolling down her cheeks, mascara running down the sides of her face but her voice rang out true and even though the crowd's cheers were almost deafening, Chloe's voice cut through it right to Beca's ears and it was Beca's turn to start choking up. Anyone else would have missed it, but Aubrey heard it, so did Stacie and so did Emily.

I'm bulletproof nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium, I am titanium

No one paid attention as the rest of the Bella's stood and started to sing too. Aubrey was the first one, determined not to let her friend stand-alone. Their voices rang out harmonizing perfectly in that true Bella Sound.

Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, thus bulletproof glass

You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall, I am titanium
I am titanium

The crowd went wild as Beca finished the song. She turned away from the crowd and wiped away a couple of tears and swallowed hard before taking a deep breath and gathering herself. She turned back around and smiled, thanking the crowd.

The Bellas sat back down, Aubrey being the last one as she wanted Beca to know that she was pissed. She knew exactly what was going on and she wasn't going to stand for it. Finally Stacie gently pulled her back down and rubbed the side of her hand with her thumb, "It's ok. Trust me, I think Beca knows you're pissed."

"Not yet she doesn't, but she will." Aubrey said.

"I've only got time for one more, so I'd like to sing an original I've been working on. Thank you guys so much for being here and for all that you do. You really are an inspiration to everyone. Stay safe." Beca said as the guitarist began to start playing the next song.

The Bella's looked at each other, not knowing that Beca had written a song. Aubrey's ears perked up, and Chloe's eyes got hopeful as she watched, praying that this would be it, the message that she loved her. She would do it like a true Bella and sing, but Aubrey wasn't so optimistic.

Lost and defeated, but still I stand
My heart in pieces will beat again
There is a story written in the stars
That makes it worth it just to bear these scars
Left foot forward and then my right
It's not over, I've still got fight
You get that feeling when you cross that line
Like it was worth it just to take what's mine
Brave enough to broken (oh-oh)
Can't see, but keep going, oh
Brave enough to be broken
There's no more fear inside

The tears had returned, only stronger this time as Chloe started sobbing. She knew what this was about. All of it made sense now, this was about her, but not in the way she wanted. This song was about how hurt Beca had been after France, and how she'd survived it after Chloe had ripped her heart out.

Aubrey's hand tightened in Stacie's, and Stacie gently offered her a "Shhhhh" to try and calm her nerves. It helped some, having Stacie there did calm the storm, but there was too much anger and protective instinct in Aubrey to be calmed. "I'm gonna fucking kill her."

I threw my heart in the fire
I've never fallen from higher
But (I'm still here)
(I'm still here)
I threw my heart in the fire
I've never fallen from higher
But (I'm still here)
(I'm still here)
I've been through pain, but I'm still alive
Walked through the flames to the other side
You get that feeling when you cross that line
Like it was worth it just to take what's mine

Chloe couldn't take it anymore. She started to gather her things when Aubrey turned to her, "Where are you going."

"I... I'll meet you guys at the bar, I just can't sit through this. I can't believe what I did to her." Chloe sobbed deeply, "I'm sorry."

"I got her." Emily said getting up and following Chloe as she rushed through the crowd to the back of the building and left.

Aubrey turned back, the fire in her eyes even brighter at the petite brunette standing on the stage.

Beca had seen Chloe get up and leave, and for a brief second she was happy. She was happy that her song had gotten through to her, and that she was so upset. Maybe she'd understand how Beca had felt when she walked out of the show and saw Chloe kissing Captain what's-his-name. But that feeling was immediately washed away with regret and longing. What had she done? How had she let herself become this bitter and hate-filled? This wasn't her. Moody, sure. Brooding, probably, but angry? No. This wasn't her.

Brave enough to broken (oh-oh)
Can't see, but keep going, oh
Brave enough to be broken
There's no more fear inside
I threw my heart in the fire
I've never fallen from higher
But (I'm still here)
(I'm still here)
I threw my heart in the fire
I've never fallen from higher
But (I'm still here)
(I'm still here)

Remembering that this was Beca's last song, Aubrey started to gather her coat and purse before turning to Stacie, "When it's over, take the girls to the bar we all agreed on. I'll be there shortly after with Beca. Tell Chloe I'm just making sure Beca's ok."

"Aubrey."

"What?" Aubrey turned back to Stacie who had a pleading look that only softened Aubrey's anger-filled heart.

"Be gentle. Remember she's been through a lot too." Stacie said gently, "Try to be a little compassionate."

Aubrey didn't say anything as she worked her way out of the line of chairs and headed towards the backstage area. Her footfalls were heavy and her look only caused people to get out of her way. The show had been a horrible thing to do and Aubrey wasn't going to let Beca get away with hurting her friend that much. Aubrey Posen had an axe to grind.

A/N: Songs in this chapter:

Heartattack- Demi Lovato

Titanium- David Guetta

I'm Still Here- JEM and the Holograms