# CHAPTER 17
A/N: Okay. Let's have some Bechloe feels for thanking Rebel for revealing the 'moment' I'm hoping not the hug moment in the finale. **chuckles**
Beca, Ashley and Amy headed to the HQ after further investigations with the suicide cases from the DJs. It's very tragic for the both of them but the three so called detectives are still guessing how Genesis made it so perfect.
Beca was really not part of the detective thing, she doesn't like to be one in the first place but witnessing Genesis' work in her two naked eyes, it's opportunity to maybe have a small hint of whose work is this.
As they entered the room, they saw no one in there but the red light saying the red room is on.
A little trivia why it called red room..
Redroom...
Moor der..
Murder.
Did you get it?
It's been a month since Peter was under starvation. And if you saw him as a tall muscular grey man, you will not identify him now. He has a long hair, head that almost skull, muscles disappeared, and he looks like a living skeleton. Lucky for him that his still drinking one bottled water a day.
Beca and Amy entered the red room and saw the skeleton guy on the floor, sitting while Emily, Aubrey, Flo, Cynthia and Lilly was sitting on their chairs.
Beca smirked as she sensed that they are looking at her with awe. She kneel in front of the poor guy, still wearing her medical gloves. She lifted his head carefully, afraid that she might broke something in the fragile guy. She wants him to live longer or maybe she should say suffer longer.
"What's up little Mendes?" Beca smiled at the almost lifeless guy. Then afterwards, Beca frowned. She noticed Peter mouthing something repeatedly that they couldn't hear while his eyes were at the back of her head. "What are you saying? Make it louder."
"K-Kill me.. Kill me.. KILL ME." Peter almost mutter as he tries to move his almost skeleton hands.
"I can't. I think you can't die that fast, you know. You don't deserve it." Beca said smugly. "I told you this would happen. I told you to let go of what's mine. I told you to obey me but you got worsen, my friend." Beca said and threw his head to the floor. It made faint contact but it's enough to hurt him. She turned around and looked at the people surround her. "Feed him for next week, straight 3 days. Gave him everything he wants to eat to gain some weight then after... try 2000 bolts electrocution. If he's still alive, try 2500 bolts but if he's try 3000 to 4000 bolts. Let him die in heart attack or some brain dead. I don't need him anymore. Lilly and CR will handle this-
"What? That's my job!" Emily sudden burst out, Beca raised her brows to her that made her realize what she did. "Fine."
"Good." Beca smiled. "Tomorrow has so many events. Morning Repertory Club that will going to end the play 'As You Like It' Act IV and V. That night will be Basketball and Football Team Finals and the big event, Fashion Show."
"There's no DJing at the ground that time. Luke will be partaking the DJ in the Fashion Show so you're free Mistress." Cynthia Rose said. "I'll be one of the commentators in the basketball event with Fat Amy. It'll live so."
"I'll be watching the fashion show." Beca blurted. "So I'll be watching Em, Jessica and Chloe's show." Then she turned to Peter with a teasing smile. "Did you heard that Pete? I'll be watching my girlfriend. My beautiful sexy girlfriend and soon to be wife." She smiled mischievously and stood up. "Enough with staring at him, tie him up and let's go outside. Cynthia Rose get the cctv footage in the 3rd 4th 5th 6th 7th floor stairs then the 7th floor north wing." She said because Ashley assumed that Joanna fell from north wing 7th floor, near the staircase based on what her body position in the ground floor. "Let's investigate the earlier cases. I think we'll get some clues there of what really happened. I have a feeling that Joanna didn't suicide."
After a while of waiting to Cynthia Rose, she came with a USB in hand. They were in the green room where everyone was sitting in the couch except Aubrey. She handed it to Aubrey and the latter insert it to her laptop that was connected to her spare computer. While Aubrey's fixing her computer, Beca spoke.
"How does it happened?" She asked, intently looking at Ashley who immediately rausrd an eyebrow to her. "That verse, how did you get it."
Ashley smiled. "The 3 paragraph poem has a repeating J in the first word of 1st line in the 3 paragraphs. O in the 2nd word of 2nd lines and B in the 3rd word of 3rd lines. It will end up the book of Job, the good man who suffered total disaster like the both them but unlike Job, they didn't survive. The numbers were obviously saying the number of the words like 16 take, 8 hot, 4 if, 35 relationship, 39 thing, 13 you, that will make a word THIRTY if you take the first letter of the words." She showed me her small notebook.
16 - Take
8 - Hot
4 - If
35 - Relationship
39 - Thing
13 - You
16 - Take
56 - Holding
35 - Relationship
19 - Everything
32 - Everything
39 - Thing
64 - Happier
35 - Relationship
45 - Eat
47- Ever
THIRTYTHREETHREE
30 3 3
33 3
"33 verse 3." I mumbled.
"Right. I'm just too slow not to get it that fast." Ashley said.
"69 words. Clever suicidal note." Emily mumbled behind me.
"Unfortunately, it's not her work, it's from the intruder that love psychotic games."
Few moment later, Aubrey aired the cctv footage and showed it to the rest of the girls.
There was a grid view of the cctvs before 11 pm, before Meca's body was discovered.
22:48 — Joanna and that Angela was walking from the 7th floor's stairs down to 2nd floor. They were constantly laughing and teasing each other.
22:59 — Joanna entered the room but Angela wasn't. They told each other goodbyes by waving hands and Joanna shut the door close. Angela walked away.
23:03 — Joanna opened the door and immediately called for her. She has a hurried face.
23:05 — Angela heard it from the stairs going 3rd floor and she stopped from walking. She looked at the cctv and run downstair to Joanna's dorm. Few people who's walking to the 2nd floor too walked in front of their dorm.
23:17 — the police came along with the campus security. Some students came to gossip.
23:29 — Ashley came inside.
23:37 — Ashley came out.
23:54 — Beca, Amy and Ashley came.
00:12 — Angela came out.
00:29 — Meca's parents came.
00:31 — Joanna came out. Running out of the people with barefoot. She stopped running in the middle of the stairs in the 4th floor, sat there lazily and cry.
00:37 — She stood up after crying and walked lazily upstairs, then cried again until she reached 7th floor.
00:45 — She leaned and slide her back in the 4th feet glass wall to sit. She stayed there crying and sobbing her lungs out.
00:48 — a blonde girl came and approached Joanna. Her back in front of the cctv. Joanna looked up on her and saw the woman. The blonde girl kneel in front of her. Joanna talked to her. The girl cup Joanna's face. It looks like they were going to kiss but suddenly Joanna's eyes shut open and fell to the floor. Her neck was broken. The girl carried Joanna up in a bridal style and abruptly fell her to the ground floor.
Beca frowned at the footage. The phone calls and messages really not happened. She's already dead that time. "A blonde girl?"
"Her body looks like Chloe's." Flo blurted.
"It wasn't her. Jessica was with her the whole time." Beca exclaimed as if proving she's always right.
"Why we're always pointing on Chloe?" Ashley interfered. Beca gave her an appreciation look.
"So you're saying we must not doubt the innocent trash Beca picked up from the garbage can?" Aubrey said in full mockery. "She's very overused by Tom, Beca."
Beca tried herself to calm and stood up from her seat. She smiled playfully at Aubrey with a hint of disgust. "You're just also a piece of trash Aubrey. You just have the brain but I got the power so if you have no plans in shutting your fucking mouth, you can get out and fix your ass up. I'm not up with an argument with you." She sat again and intently looked at Aubrey who was just smirking. "You know what? I'm thinking why you're not helping us in this cases? Like if I don't ask you to help, you won't help. Anyway, you're blonde. You're skinny.. and you're tall. I doubt you."
Everyone looked at Aubrey who just rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm always around if that something happened. Do you think I'm the girl in the video? Like I can do teleportation? C'mon." Aubrey smirked.
"See? Like Chloe! She can't do anything that fast so don't shit around and pin point Chloe for everything that happened. From now on, no one has a permission to insult her especially you Posen, or you'll be dead." Beca warned.
"Can we be serious for once? We're like kids here! The intruder was not in this cirle. We must investigate those people who wants to get in." Ashley exclaimed.
"Like Stacie." Emily blurted out.
"Okay. Let's stop this bullshit. Did you guys realized that after we discuss bullshits we're not getting any?! So stop!" Beca exclaimed in full annoyance. "You CR, know the dorm number of that Angela."
"Huh? I thought you know her?"
"What? Who is she?"
"She's one of the Unlucky 13. Jessica's import because Angela is her current Club vice president and one of the type B." Cynthia Rose said, Beca mouthed an o after that. "I think she's from 7th floor too that maybe Joanna was going to. They were friends so that's possible, right?"
"Alright. I'm going to interrogate Meca's friends and classmates if they had any idea of who's Lawrence." Ashley exclaimed. "And if it's true that Meca was with him after the incident."
Beca's POV
I woke up with someone knocking on my door. I hissed and put a pillow on top of my head to cover the annoying noise but unfortunately it didn't stop so I sat up and shouted, "God! It's too fucking early!" I scratched my eyes and stood up lazily. I walked towards the door and opened it.
Then suddenly a body engulfed my body and at the same time a smell of perfume that I knew who was using. She pulled back and smiled at me that lighten up my mood. Well, not really unfortunate.
"Hey baby! Why too early?" I asked as I let her go and closed the door. She sat on the edge of my bed.
"We have rehearsals later so maybe being here this early wil be pretty great for my girlfriend." She smiled and laid on my bed. I crawled on top of her and gave her a quick peck. I continued to crawl beside her. I put my elbow on the bed and stomach flat on it.
"So.. what's up?"
"I missed this room so maybe sneaking this early is justifying." Chloe mumbled. She's wearing a sleeveless zip up hoodie and sweatpants. "I have something to ask you.."
I became nervous at her change of demeanor. "What is it?"
"Why I have to get outta here? Tell me the truth please." Chloe asked.
"Uhm.. Chloe I think I already told you that it's dangerous to be here with me.."
"You didn't tell me that."
"Huh?"
"You told me that there's so many cameras here but you never told me-
"That's it. That's why it's dangerous here because of the Genesis."
"Lately, there's killing here in the University and the famous detective can solve it? Why? Who are they?" Chloe sat up so I sat beside in front of her.
"They are the mad scientist who loves money. They make dangerous drugs to sell and kill people. Especially to turn down the Mafia I'm in." I explained while looking at her. She's playing her fingers.
"Because of Jade's death?"
"Because they don't want me to be happy. You know what? Let's move on and feed me." I winked. Chloe just rolled her eyes.
"But why there's no improvement in the cases? I got a news that there's two victims yesterday.."
"Chloe.."
"Why don't we find Tom?"
"You know where Tom is?"
"I know where's his apartment but... I forgot that he already graduated so maybe he already moved out."
"Did he ever brought you to their HQ?"
"No.. He never mention it to me before but I can identify his circle of friends. They usually went to Tom's apartment and asked me to leave for a while."
"Oh. That will help.. do you think they do drugs?"
"Yes. One time, they asked me to blow once but Tom doesn't want me to." She shyly said and.. blushed?
"He's concern, wasn't he?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes. She become more red. "Why the hell are you blushing?"
"I'm not!" She defensively widen her eyes to me.
"Whoa. Don't shout. You're too obvious." I cooed. I stood up and went to the kitchen to get some fresh milk.
"Hey, you're so jealous." Chloe said amorously.
"You're so jealous." I imitated. "I'm not jealous even an inch to him." I said and leaned my back on the edge of the table as I drink my milk. I stared at her who's already sitting on the edge of the bed. I can see her through here by the wide open door. It was still dark outside and I still felt a little bit sleepy because of the late night sleep earlier. Chloe raised her eyebrows to me and let out a clever smile. "I know that smile."
"Really?" Chloe purred exactly I yawned.
"I'm still sleepy Chlo."
"I didn't say anything.."
"Alright.. then stop that face."
"I'm not doing anything!" She defensively threw her hands in the air and laughed. "You're so coward. Can you come here now?" She whined. I chuckles and put my milk in the kitchen table to freely walk towards her. I laid beside her, hands under my head.
"Good luck for later."
"Thanks." She turned around and laid her head on my stomach. "Is it appropriate if you come later in my dressing room?"
"Of course, I'll go there later to watch you." I said while gently stroking her hair. "Anyway, why it's so early for rehearsal?"
"Line ups, stage rehearsal, dress rehearsal, shoes rehearsal, everything that we can rehearse later will happen. Do you think there's a camera?"
"I don't think so. Basketball and football is but the fashion show, I don't know. It was a showcasing so maybe, just maybe cameras are there but not a TV live. And I won't let you be discovered." I said, she just giggled.
"And what if I won as a face of this university?"
"You want that?" I asked. She abruptly moved beside me, elbow and stomach flat on the bed.
"You will do that, don't you?"
"Of course, if you just want. I can buy those judgemental people." I said with a smug face. She shook her head in disapproval.
"Oh no, I won't cheat. We better cheat if that's world's or universal pageant." I just nodded as we both giggled.
"Yeah, I'll make sure the question will be mathematical equation." I winked and she just laughed.
"First time in history," She grinned while daydreaming. "A redheaded girl won a pageant by answering how many minutes is it until six o'clock if fifty minutes ago it was four times as many minutes past three o'clock or by expressing 10,000 as a product of two factors without zeros as digits. That's so easy as heaven."
"Oh no. You'll win for sure." I sternly said after a few giggles. "But I won't allow you though. I'm too possessive to show the universe what's my eyes could see to you. You know." I ran my finger on her right arm. She smirked at the touch. "I really love your arms."
"I really love your nose." She ran her finger on the line of my nose and I attempted to bite it but she immediately pulled it awah from me.
"I love your eyes, your hair, your lips.. your.. you're so perfect." I mumbled. "Why did you love me again?"
"Because you're... perfectionist?" She giggled.
"I'm not perfectionist." I pleaded. "I also love your scar! Your piggy attitude-
"Piggy what?" She scowled. I laughed.
"I love you." I was about to kiss her when she pulled back at me. Avoiding my kiss.
"So I'm like a pig huh?"
"It's just when you're eating!" I defended.
"So, I'm right! Well, I can defend myself with that. First of all, you're not letting me eat a right amount of food in the morning so in lunch time, I can't help but to eat so much. Duh." She rolled her eyes on me.
"Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically. "And you're still that damn hot!" I recoiled, hoping she take it. Soon, she rolled her eyes at me, hiding her smile.
"Whatever." She was about to get up when I pulled her down again and hugged her tight in her waist. "Let me go!"
"No!" I exclaimed and began to tickle her. At first she suppressing her giggles but when I moved on top of her she started to laugh endlessly.
"S-stahp! You bitch! Hahahahahaha! I said stop!" I giggled as she gripped on my top to try push me hard.
"Say you're not mad at me!" I laughed.
"Noooo! Hahahahahahahaha!"
"Ah." I pinned her hands on the bed. She panted while continue laughing. "You want to read an article that someone died by tickling?"
"I think so." She challenged. We started a staring battle but when she blinked so many times to mock me, I smirked and do fart noises on her armpit. She squeal loudly and squirmed. "Becaaaaa stooppp! Hahahahahahaha! Mercy!"
I stopped as I heard the magic word. She was still laughing hard, sweat on her forehead. "Mercy what?"
"Mercy on me please." She tried her best to pout while panting. She's so cute. I rolled my eyes to hide my smile.
"Say you're not mad at me." I said as she tried to release herself from me.
"Babe! That's my armpit for God's sake." She pouted again.
"So?" I pleaded.
She suddenly grin. "Not there please."
I looked at her incredulously. "So where do you want Mistress?"
"Hmm." She acted like thinking and then a look like there's a light bulb on her head. "What do you think about.. down there?" She wagged her eyebrows with a mischievous smile.
"You're really a smart pervert Mistress." I said with a British accent. Then dive on her armpit again. She's laughing so hard as she squirm occasionally, hoping she could move me out of her.
"Heeeeeellppp! Someone's hahaha raping me here hahahahahahaha! Stooop!" She laughed. I pulled back and grinned.
"Raping you huh?"
"Well, you're raping my armpit." She laughed. I just look at her laugh, she's so pretty.. and hot at the same time because her shirt move upward, showing her firm stomach. "Oh yes." She mockingly moan. "You can touch that, seriously talking here." She winked.
"Could you stop seducing me?" I asked, leaning closer to her.
"No." She said, her tongue out then smirked. "Could you just kiss me?"
I smirked. "Say you're not mad-
"No." She said, still smirking. "You can kiss me even I'm mad, duh." She said nonchalantly. "That will be better or ease my madness to you."
"It's really clever, Beale."
"You'll give in soon, Mitchell."
"It take clothes to give in, Beale." I smirked.
"Oh. What if I told you... I'm not wearing anything under those sweatpants?" She smirked.
Oh god.
"Shut up. I'm just joking." I scowled.
"I'm not joking though." She said nonchalantly. I gritted my teeth to stop myself from biting my lips.
"So you're going to a rehearsal with so many stranger without underwear?" I cooed. Still she has a flustered look.
"I will only wear underwear if.. you know." She seductively smiled. "Milk me."
Oh my god.
"Why so horny?"
"Well, the way you grip on my wrist and sit on top of me say it all." She moaned and that's it. My grip on her loosened and unconsciously traveled my hands on her side for me to receive a satisfying moan from her. "Better." She said, closing her eyes completely.
I massage her side, her shirt going higher, to watch her bit her lips to suppress her moans that attempts to come out from her mouth. "Kiss me." I trailed off.
She opened her stern eyes and moved her arms to lift herself up by her elbow on the bed. "Come here baby."
Her eyes darkened as I slowly lean on her. Faces inches apart. Smooth skin under my hands, I moved my one hand higher to her back to pull her closer to me. She leaned and kiss me. It was just a soft, passionate kiss but I felt my hands moved to unclasp her bra. She moaned because of that. I moved my other hand higher to her breast.
"Damn, your hands are so cold." She moaned as she back her head at the contact. I gently knead her breast, nipple between my fingers. "That'll better. Pinch it- oh god." She's really vocal guys. I kissed her neck as I pulled her in a sitting position. Now I'm straddling at her. Suddenly I felt her hands draped on my shoulder. "I love you." She whispered.
"I love you too." I purred then nibble her ear.
We immediately pulled away on each other as we heard banging on the door.
"Damn! What's that?!" I yelled out. I let go of Chloe's breast. Same as her, she let go of me as she hissed and buckle up her bra.
"I hate this." Chloe hissed. I just chuckled. I took my gun with steel pellets as a bullet inside my drawer and slowly walk towards the door which still has a banging sound from the outside.
"Stay there. Take a knife in the kitchen if something stupid happened." I whispered as I got in front of my door. I slowly held the doorknob, suddenly the banging stopped that made me look at Chloe who's bra was on my bed now while she's holding a knife, hiding her body inside the kitchen.
I immediately opened the door and expertly aim the gun straight in front of it, sensing that there must be a person there but there's no one. I bit my lips as I step back and moved from left to right to search for someone from afar, hoping to see that person running away few feet from my door but there's no one.
Impossible.
I remembered something and immediately ran outside, sensing there's someone behind my walls but there's nothing!
"What the hell?" I mumbled, still pointing the gun at none particular. I looked around the area. There was a near staircase at the left side, going 2nd floor west and north. I looked up and saw nothing but a terrifying peaceful dorm. Probably they went there.
Tss.
I walked inside the room and locked the door. I hissed as I saw Chloe's bra on my bed. I put the gun inside my drawer and felt Chloe walked towards the bed.
"What's that?" Chloe wondered.
"Probably the coward shits." I hissed and let my back fell to the bed. "Why they could just show up to me and we have some body to body fight?"
"Probably because they are shits." Chloe smiled. "It's still 4 am babe, we can still have some sleep?" She paused. "And ignore the shit."
"Sure." I said and pulled her beside me. She snuggled on my chest and we just hugged each other, legs intertwined. "I'm really thankful that my stress reliever was here with me."
"You know I can do better than that." She whispered while smile, enjoying my embrace. I pulled the blanket over us.
"Shut up. I'm not in the mood now." I cooed as I pulled her even closer.
"No. What I'm saying is, I'm not just a knife handler, I can also be a gun handler."
"Oh really?" I chuckled. "What kind of gun is that? A loaded gun? A gun that shot some mind blowing feelings?"
She playfully patted my side. "Asshole." She scowled. "That's not a gun, it's a sword- I mean, I'm serious here! Can you be serious?"
"Okay, relax." I giggled. "Everyone can hold a gun baby." I told her that made her pulled back to see me face to face. "It's like just whom you will pull the trigger. Or I can say, you can shoot someone like kill them?"
"If necessary, y-yes. Of course, why not. But if not I can just injured them." She pleaded.
"They could kill you if you let them live.." I retorted.
"It's just possibility." She rolled her eyes. "Why? Did you know how to shoot someone?"
"Yeah." I simply replied.
"Did you kill?" She curiously asked.
"I can kill. More than that."
"Oh." She reacted and slowly snuggled on my chest again. "Did you kill Peter?" She whispered.
"No. Why?"
"He's missing for I think a month now and no one was searching for him, it made me think that you possibly kill him already by how you said it to me before."
"I'm sorry, Chloe but he deserve it." I absentmindedly apologized. She gently squeezed my side.
"Do you really kill.. people?"
"I kill inequitable beings."
"It was your work, right?"
"What?"
"I saw one of your suitcases before. It has different kinds of surgical instruments like scalpels, lancets, drill bits, rasps, trocars, ligasure, harmonic scalpel, surgical scissors, rongeurs and so forth. You're not taking up meds. You're taking up music. It was like you're some sort of experimental surgeon."
I chuckled. "Actually I can be a surgeon. I am the mafia surgeon but that's a secret. I can also be a mad surgeon. I can Identify where's your most fatal blows or cranial nerves and kill you for a sec. I stitch people dramatically. Stitch their faces, their skin. I damn fancy that."
"You are really telling me you're a psychotic bitch baby." She whined.
"But of course I love you so I stopped that craziness." I enthusiastically said while running my fingers on her back.
"Did you- what?"
"I stopped it, okay? Even that's one of my special ability. I'm not totally a psycho but sometimes I am, especially those who doesn't deserve any of my good traits. Amy is our healer these days."
"Wow. That was sweet." She kissed me quickly. "I also have special ability!" She said in enthusiasm like I didn't even scare her a little. Oh thank god.
"What is it?"
"I can do hypnotizing." She winked.
Wow. Hypnotizing?
"Really?" I curiously asked.
"Yeah. I can use my cleavage to hypnotize people." She laughed. I just dramatically sigh in hope of she can really do that. "I can also do my masteral puppy dog eyes and most sincere pout if I needed."
"That's effective actually." I joked but half meant. I mentally laughed at the thought.
"I can make a muscular military soldier stutter by just biting my own lips." She purred sexily.
"Please remind me why our conversation always end up so sensual and Rated M?"
"Well, you're with the most hottest person in town so."
"So humble." I sarcastically said. She just giggled.
It was silence for a couple of moments and feeling her breathing over my chest makes me think she's already asleep.
"Why you're not scared of me.." I mumbled. She slowly moved closer to me and spoke..
"I will not and will never be."
I woke up with the morning light shining through the slight parting in the curtains, soft arms around my waist which definitely from my beautiful sleeping girlfriend behind me. I carefully moved it away and turned onto my back to face the love of my life sleeping with eye shut close and a slightly parted lips.
I smiled at the way she breathe out. I stared at her for a while until she moved a little, face frowning but eyes still close, hands searching for something and it landed on my waist. I chuckled as she pulled me closer to her with an annoy face.
I placed a chaste kiss on her soft lips because of her cuteness but she didn't moved, no planning on waking up so I began peppering her cheek down to her neck with light kisses. I let out a muffled 'morning' between kissing her neck. She let out a sleepily hum and tangled her fingers on my hair, bringing my face closer to hers with a lazy smile then softly kissed me on my lips.
"I really love seeing your face first thing in the morning." I mumbled once we parted.
"That's what my face suppose to be sometimes." Chloe joked as she sat up, gently scratching her eyes to clear her view. "What time is it?"
"8 in the morning." I said as I sat up beside her.
"Too early.."
"What time is your rehearsal?"
"3 more hours." She smiled and gave me a quick peck before getting to her feet and stretching her back, causing her jacket to ride up slightly. I can't help but to quickly stood up and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I think we should take your time with a little warm up in bed? What do you think?" I whispered on her ear. Hands wandering on her abdomen.
"Well, I read an article saying it's really great to start a day with some cardio in bed."
"You really love reading knowledgeable articles about being so healthy in bed huh?" I teased, she just turned around and chuckled.
"Of course. Not just in bed, also in bathrooms, behind walls, at the back of the car, under trees like everywhere you want it." She seductively whispered, cupping my face with her hands. My hands on her waist, pulling her even closer to me.
"Dammit, we're in our dirty conversation again."