A/N : Hiiiiiiiii ! Sorry you had to wait ! It was a pretty busy week tbh… But I'm back ! :D So yayyyy ! Thx to those who followed, favorited, reviewed, you're great, and I love you ! Enjoy babes ! xx
Beca's p.o.v.
I walk quietly down the hallway until I reach the doors to the gym. I stop there and listen, just to make sure of what I'm up against.
« Beca should be here any minute now… » the strong Italian accent I fear the most states menacingly. « and when she arrives, I shall avenge my son. » he finishes. That son of a bitch ! Anger boils in my veins as I burst into the room.
« Or shall I avenge Bridgit ?! » I yell.
« Ah ! Beca ! Finally ! Nice to see you again ! » he says with a wicked smile.
« Baby, get out of here. Please don't get hurt for me… » Chloe pleads, tied on a chair in the back of the gym.
« Shut up, cunt ! » Alfonzo spits, slapping Chloe hard accross the face.
« DON'T. TOUCH. HER. » I growl and start walking towards him. I know that without weapons, I can easily take him down, but I stop dead in my tracks when he pulls out a knife and presses it against Chloe's throat.
« Ah, ah, ah ! Easy tiger, we wouldn't want to rush things would we ? » he asks rhetorically.
« What do you want Alfonzo ? » I ask, pissed but deadly scared for my love's life.
« I wanna get revenge, for my son ! » he states simply.
« Victor was a cold-blooded murderer, and he got what he deserved. » I answer coldly. Chloe whimpers in pain when Alfonzo quickly leaves a cut on her shoulder and it starts bleeding.
« You wanna say that again ? » he asks, pissed and scarily. When I just look at Chloe , my eyes pleading for her to forgive me for what just happened but not saying anything, he keeps going. « That's what I thought. So I'm gonna ask you a few questions, and you'll get the rules while answering. Okay ? » he asks.
« What if I don't want to play ? » I ask. He cuts Chloe's arm further down.
« I get clumsy. » He answers.
« Okay I'll play. » I give in because I really don't want Chloe to get hurt.
« Good. Now, on a scale from 1 to 10, rate how stupid of you it was to sing in front so many cameras. » he says.
« 10. » I answer.
« That's right. This girl here told me she made you do it. Rate how mad you are at her. » he continues.
« 0. » I reply truthfully.
« Why aren't you ? » he asks. « Because she sure feels guilty… » he states.
« Because she didn't know who I really was and was at stake at the time. Baby please don't blame yourself for this… » I answer and plead for Chloe to forgive herself. Then Alfonzo starts rambling about how she should feel guilty but I'm not paying attention since I spot something I'm not expecting. Emily, followed by Aubrey, both with some woodsticks in their hands, entering through the back door so Alfonzo wouldn't see them. I try my best to draw Al's attention on me and wait for Emily's move… I hope she won't do anything stupid.
*Meanwhile*
Emily's p.o.v.
I arrive at Beca's house and the door is open. I rush into the living room and spot a girl – most certainly Dallas – passed out on the couch, but she seems to slowly wake up as she starts mumbling her sister's name and moving her fingers. I approach her.
« Hello, Dallas ? Wake up. » I say slightly shaking her shoulder. Her eyes flutter open and when she sees my unknown face, I get that she attempts to back away but can't because the drugs are still in her system. « Hey, hey calm down, I'm Emily, Chloe's ex roommate, and Beca's best friend, I won't hurt you… » Okay, she seems to understand what I'm saying since my words made her relax a bit. « I'm gonna call an ambulance okay ? » she weakly nods her head. When the ambulance is on its way, I spot a note on the table, so I read it… Oh my God.
I decide to call Aubrey right away and she arrives just when the ambulance leaves with Dallas.
« What's going on ? » she asks, rushing to my side.
« Okay, Imma need you to be open-minded, and not to stress vomit so brace yourself. » I state. She raises her eyebrows, indicating for me to keep going.
« Rebecca Holiday doesn't exist. This is a fake identity, her real name's Beca Mitchell, she's 20 and is an ex-FBI agent. 3 years ago, her girlfriend was killed by a mighty mafioso's son, called Victor, who got killed afterwards. Now Victor's father, Alfonzo, wants revenge for his son. He's got Chloe, and Beca, and we need to save them. » I say it all in one breath and I can see Aubrey swallowing back her stress and looking bewildered.
« Well that explains a lot actually… » she says, still processing.
« I would let you process in peace, but now is not a good time. Now get in the car. » I tell her, motioning her towards it. She climbs in and the ride is quiet. I'm about to enter through the main entrance but Aubrey stops me.
« Wait. » she says.
« What ? »
« We should go through the back door of the gym. » she says. Great idea. And that's why I called Aubrey and not somebody else. Always logic and productive. So we go, and grab woodsticks on our way there. We enter quietly and Beca spots us right away, Alfonzo has his back to us and B. is trying to get his attention. Good.
Beca's p.o.v.
« Stop blaming her and ask away Al' ! » I say through gritted teeth.
« Alright, as you wish. On a scale from 0 to 10, how much do you miss Brid- » he can't finish his sentence as Aubrey hits him hard on his head and he falls on the floor. I rush at Chloe's side, untie her and hug her tight. Then I press my forehead to hers.
« I'm so sorry you got hurt babe… Please forgive me… » I plead.
« It's okay, I'm not mad. » she assures me, pecking my lips. I rum my hands up and down her arms and suddenly feel something sticky and wet.
« You're still bleeding… » I realize. She's about to say something but I don't let her and call Emily and Aubrey over.
« Em, Aubs, thank you so much, but I need one last favor… » they motion for me to keep going and I glance at Alfonzo on the floor before I go on. « Al' is waking up, I'll deal with him but please take Chloe to the hospital, she needs stitches. »
« Right on it, Beca. » Aubrey says, nodding and, oh, she knows my name… Whatever, not now. They leave and I slowly turn back to Alfonzo who is painfully trying to stand up, but still on all fours at the moment.
Get on your feet you piece of shit ! » I spit getting closer to him. All of a sudden, all of the sadness, fear and anxiety I had been bottling up for so long turn into fury and a boiling desire for revenge. I feel my fists clenching and unclenching as I wait for the man I despise most to stand up straight.
Finally he does. When his eyes meet mine, I can see fear, fear of me, of what I'll do now. And I love it. That's when I attack. Punch right cheek, left cheek, kick in the stomach, BOOM, on all fours again. I kick him again hard on his ribs so he falls on his side. It's like a rush of adrenaline, something I didn't know I had missed that much these past few years. I kick him repeatedly in his stomach. Again, and again, until he starts spitting blood and pleading me to stop, falling on his back.
« Oh you want me to stop kicking ? Fine ! I'll move on to another move ! » I inform him before I straddle him and punch him in the face hard and continuously. He's now almost unconscious. He's gonna die. I know it, but I just can't stop. Suddenly, I feel a pair of strong arms wrapping themselves around my waist and my body is being lifted in the air as I keep punching and kicking nothing now.
« LET ME GO ! LET ME GO ! » I scream, trying to break free.
« Beca, calm down, breath ! » I recognize Luke's voice saying in a soothing tone as he puts me down on the ground and holds me tight. We're rocking back and forth on our knees, and even if my breathing is still uneven, I'm calming down, waiting for my vision not to be so blurry anymore. I then bring my gaze to where I was pulled away from Alfonzo's almost lifeless body, but he isn't there, which makes me start to panick. Luke must have felt my body tensing up because he reassures me right away.
« Relax, he didn't get away this time, you hurt him too badly, my men just took him away, he won't bother you anymore. » he says kindly. A few minutes pass while I'm crying my eyes out in Luke's arms. After some time he releases me and we stand up. I wipe my tears away, recomposing myself.
« How did you know ? » I ask him.
« Emily. » he answers with a slight smile.
« What ? How does she even have your number ? » I wonder aloud confused.
« I know you little one. How stubborn you can be, acting on your own. I knew if something like that happened you wouldn't call me. So I gave Emily my number so that she could do it for you… » he explains calmly.
« You both are sneaky, and I love you… » I say in a giggle. He slightly laughs along with me and gives me a quick hug.
« Well, not that I don't enjoy the tchit tchat in the empty gym with my cousin but… I have a girlfriend and a sister in law in the hospital so… I'd better get going… » I inform him.
« Yeah, run be with her B. ! See you later ! » he exclaims.
« See ya ! » I wave and exit the gym.
A/N : Okay, that's a pretty long chapter so I hope it makes up for the wait, I love y'all !