Hi everyone! Please please please keep sending prompts! I want to write what you guys want to read!

This chapter is dedicated to someone I knew who passed away very suddenly. We miss you, KJB.

I still don't own anything…

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." – Winnie the Pooh

Beca lay under her covers snuggled in Jesse's Treble hoodie when she heard a knock on the door. She made no move to answer it, but a second later it opened anyway and she heard Chloe's voice say, "Beca, are you up here?"

"Yeah," Beca replied quietly, still not budging.

"Hey," Chloe sat down on the bed and pulled the blanket away from Beca's face, "how did it go?"

"Well, he's gone, so fine I guess," Beca replied, pulling the blanket back up.

"C'mon, talk to me! We're best friends, and besties tell each other everything. So tell me what happened."

Beca sighed and told Chloe of the events of that afternoon:

"So this is it then," Beca said as she shoved the last of Jesse's boxes into his car.

"Yep, guess I'm off." Jesse noticed the distant look in his girlfriend's eyes. "Bec, please don't be mad. I don't want to leave with you mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you. Really, I'm not! I just—"

"Wish you could shirk the duties of school, your internship, and the Bellas and come start a life in LA with me?"

Beca nodded, afraid that if she spoke, only sobs would come out, and there were way too many people around for that to be a thing.

"Yeah, me too," Jesse confessed, pulling Beca into a tight hug. "Eveything's going to be okay, I promise," he whispered, rubbing circles on her back. "In a few months, you'll graduate and come out with me. We'll get an awesome studio apartment that we'll decorate with all kinds of hipster stuff and we'll live happily ever after."

"Where do you get this undying optimism?"

"It's all part of my charm, darling."

This made Beca smile, but it quickly faded as she stood there, being held by the love of her life for the last time in who knows how long. Suddenly, she lifted herself up on her tiptoes and sang softly, voice tight with tears, "Don't you forget about me."

Jesse took Beca's face in his hands and looked her squarely in the eye. "Never." Beca's body must have been operating independently of her mind, because before she knew it, she had pulled Jesse by his jacket into an intense kiss. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and ran his fingers through the ends of her hair. Breathless, Jesse reluctantly pulled away. "I'm going to miss you so much, Becs," he mumbled, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

His admission cracked her resolve and she couldn't hold the tears back any longer. Eyes still closed, she let them run down her cheeks as she pressed her forehead to his. "Look at me, baby." Beca opened her eyes to see Jesse staring back at her, tears of his own forming. "I know things really suck right now, but this isn't permanent; we just won't be able to see each other as much for a while. But I'm still right here, okay? If you need me, I'm a phone call away. And before we know it, we'll be living the dream in LA together." Beca nodded silently in affirmation. "I should get going," Jesse continued, "I love you, Beca."

"I love you, too," Beca replied. As Jesse turned away, she grabbed his jacket again and pulled him back. "Wait, Jess," she asked, "one more?" Jesse held her close and kissed her one last time before letting go and getting into the car.

"And then he left."

"And you're wallowing because you miss your boyfriend."

"What?" Beca scoffed. "I am not wallowing!"

"But you do admit you miss him?" Chloe probed.

Beca let out a resigned sigh. "Yes, I miss him. A lot. Which makes me feel like such an idiot, because I promised myself I would never be that girl sitting at home pouting because her boyfriend isn't around."

"Beca, you have to let go of these expectations for yourself, they're unrealistic," Chloe advised. "You think that you can go through life not getting attached to people, but you can't. And look what happens when you let that go! You've got a great guy, awesome friends, and you're a national a capella champion!"

"You know, I think you should consider shrinking heads for a living."

"Snark will get you nowhere with me."

Beca groaned and lay back on her pillow. "I know. You're right, though. It's just so hard still."

"It doesn't have to be," Chloe lay down on her stomach next to Beca. "I'm very open about everything."

"Really? I never would have guessed."

"I really don't think you have anything to worry about," Chloe continued, ignoring her best friend's sarcasm. "You just have to think positive. Sure, you and Jesse are going to spend a few months apart, which sucks, but wasn't your plan always to move to LA after school?" Beca nodded. "Well, now you have someone to share the adventure with."

Beca smiled in spite of herself. "Thanks, Chlo."

"What are best friends for? You guys will be fine." Chloe sat up on her knees and held her hands out to help Beca pull herself up. "Now, let's run to the store and we'll get a bunch of snacks and have a girls night, 'kay?"

"Sounds good." Beca said as she followed Chloe down the stairs.

"Oh, and by the way, if you need any help in the lady department while your boy toy's gone, I have an extra vibrator that I never used."

"Jesus, Chloe—wait, why do you have two?"