Beca was doing okay. Chloe hadn't tried to talk to her the past three days and that made her feel better, but there was a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that consumed her and made her feel extremely guilty. But she tried to do what she always did; ignore that feeling and go back to her normal anonymous life, except this time, the guilt was becoming too much.

Thankfully, Jesse showed up in her room with his laptop and DVD's. Knowing he wanted to start his 'moviecation', she tried to dodge the movies by showing her one of the mixes she was working on the moment. However, Jesse turned off the lights and put on The Breakfast Club, wanting to make her watch the end.

Beca turned to look at him and started thinking. Jesse's pretty annoying, but he seems to like me.

But I'm not even attracted to him. I know I feel something weird about Chloe, but I can't act on it.

Still, that doesn't mean you're going for it, you remember the last time you fell in love. You remember what your father did to your mother, you don't what the same thing happening again, do you?

Before she could register, she saw Jesse leaning in, so she paused the movie immediately.

"It's good. I'm sure the beginning is-"

She was cut off by Kimmy Jin, coming in and turning on the lights. She wanted to be mad at her, but she was relieved. Now, she really wanted time alone, so she was glad that Jesse left.

Beca had to leave the room because Kimmy Jin and two friends over, so she grabbed her laptop, her headphones and walked to the library, since it was nighttime, it probably wasn't the best idea to go to the quad.

She was finally feeling happy. No noises, no one to interrupt her. But that doesn't last forever.

"Beca." Dr. Mitchell smiled and sat down with her. She rolled her eyes and placed her headphones around her neck. "I was hoping to run into you, there was something I wanted to talk to you about."

"Yeah?"

"Your mom said you didn't tell her about the appointment."

"I don't have to tell her everything. Plus, she's been through this before, she knows what it's about." Beca said.

"The situation is different now, you know your condition is more dangerous than your mom's was." Dr. Mitchell said seriously. "If you don't take care of yourself and keep neglecting your body, you can-"

"I know." Beca cut him off. "I'm not neglecting my condition."

"It doesn't seem like that to me." Dr. Mitchell said.

"Why do you act like I'm a child?" Beca asked.

"Because you're acting like one, Beca. I don't like your 'I don't care' attitude." Dr. Mitchell said.

"You sound just like Aubrey." Beca said. "Dad, I'm nineteen years old, okay? Not nine! I can take care of myself."

"You told me this friend of yours is trying to help you, why don't you let her?" Dr. Mitchell asked her.

"Dad, I don't need a babysitter!" Beca exclaimed and stood up. "Why can't you see that?!"

The librarian glared at her, but Beca couldn't care less.

"Dad, I'm gonna do this, okay? I can do this!" Beca said. "If you showed a little more faith in me, I'd appreciate it!"

"Beca, I believe you, I believe you can do this, but I'd like you to stop being so negligent and start showing me the responsible adult that you are." Dr. Mitchell said. "That's why I wanted you to come to college. Going off to LA is such a grown up step, I wanted you to stop and take a look at your youth, at things you can still enjoy while being a teenager, giving you time to grow up a little more before you go to LA. You will go, you will be whatever you want to be, but I want you to stop and look around."

"What do you want me to enjoy, dad? Have you thought that while I'm here, I'm not even going to enjoy whatever you want me to? Huh?" Beca asked.

"This group you're on. Get closer to the girls. Make friends. Be more social. You see not everyone around you is trying to harm you, Beca. Not even me. You might not understand me, but believe me, you will one day." Dr. Mitchell said. "You'll thank me for bringing you here. Don't close yourself, laugh with them, go out, tell them what's going on with you. If they're your friends, they'll stay by your side."

Beca just stared at him and sat back down, calming herself.

"But make me a promise, Beca?" Dr. Mitchell asked and she looked up at him. "Don't give up on yourself. You can do this. I know you can."

oO0Oo

During the next few weeks, Beca thought a lot about what her father said. She started taking small steps. One of them was trying to control her temper around Jesse, mainly, since he was with her more than Chloe, now. She tried to ignore Aubrey's bitchiness, to avoid arguments and fights. She tried to eat healthier and watched her weight, she made sure she ate properly before exercising and rested afterwards. She was taking way too many naps but Dr. Storo had assured her it was normal, so she didn't worry that much.

Bellas rehearsals were being pure torture. She was sure Chloe was mad at her, but she didn't want to apologize. She knew she had to, though. She was trying to be a better person and get rid of all the anger. She had silently promised her father that she wouldn't give up on herself.

One day, after rehearsals, Beca quietly walked up to the redhead and tapped her shoulder. Chloe turned around and almost smiled, but Beca saw she held it back.

"Yeah?" she said.

God, even Chloe sounds like Aubrey now.

"Chloe, I wanted to… apologize for being rude to you." Beca said. "I know you were just trying to help, but I was exhausted and mad at Aubrey and I took it out on you."

Chloe didn't smile yet, but Beca could see she was dying to.

"Wanna… do something? Maybe we could hang out?" Beca asked and she saw Chloe's expression lighten up.

"Will you tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I… can't." Beca said.

"Can I know why?"

"I'm just… not comfortable talking about this." Beca said. "I promise I'll be okay, though."

Chloe smiled. Yes, finally! That gorgeous face looks better with a smile.

Wait, what?

"I'd be really happy to hang out with you. We could eat junk food." Chloe suggested.

"I'm sorry, I'm trying to eat healthier." Beca said. "I'm trying to lose a little weight I gained last year."

"What weight? You're skinny!" Chloe said.

"I'm just trying to lose weight, okay?" Beca asked, carefully not to sound rude.

"Alright, then. No junk food." Chloe shrugged. "What do you want to do, then?"

"I don't know. Whatever you want to do." Beca shrugged.

"Alright. Could you show me one of your mixes?" Chloe asked. "Maybe we could record Titanium!"

Beca giggled.

"That would actually be fun." Beca said. "I could do a piano arrangement-"

"You play the piano?" Chloe asked, clearly surprised.

"Yeah. And the guitar too." Beca said.

"Cool! I want to see you play!" Chloe clapped her hands.

"How about we record the song first and later I can show you something on the piano." Beca said.

"I can work with that." Chloe smiled.

Beca saw how much happier she became. During rehearsals she would be all frowns and not at all like the bubbly redhead she met in the shower a few months back.

oO0Oo

Beca was in front of the mirror adjusting her Bella costume, which looked exactly like a flight attendant outfit. She was done complaining about it, though, Aubrey had heard enough and she was only leading the girls to another disaster, which was clear.

Today was Regionals and Fat Amy was going to do the solo instead of Chloe, because of her nodes. Beca felt bad for the redhead, she knew how much singing meant to her and thinking that she would be limited, hurt a little.

She and Chloe had been hanging out more often after she apologized and she had to admit she enjoyed it a lot. She could laugh all she wanted with Chloe and she felt okay with, she felt light. Chloe never asked how she was again and she didn't have another migraine crisis and her blood pressure was stable. Sure, Chloe did ask her about her 'diet', because Beca ate a lot of salad and fruit and she wasn't eating as much as she used to. She was also taking some vitamins, which worried Chloe, but she decided not to question.

Chloe noticed Beca no longer snapped at her or Aubrey, but she did have her share of fights with the blonde, and her anger seemed to be in control, which was a wonderful thing. Beca did complain a lot about Jesse, how annoying he was and how he was always trying to hit on her. Chloe rolled her eyes and giggled.

Regionals went good. Much better than their first performance at the frat house and everyone could tell. They got second place, going to the Semi Finals, but Beca knew those old songs wouldn't make them advance, even though Fat Amy got the crowd more excited. She knew they needed something knew.

"You seem to be doing more cardio." Chloe noticed.

"Yeah, maybe because I stopped eating junk food and began eating healthy." Beca said. "Hey, I know it's a long shot, but do you think Aubrey would change the set if you asked her?"

"No." Chloe shook her head.

"If you begged her?"

Chloe laughed.

"Still no."

"What if you said it was life or death?" Chloe laughed, but Beca was dead serious and she slowly stopped laughing.

"She wouldn't believe it." Chloe said. "Unless maybe a doctor or a therapist spoke to her. But she would still be pretty pissed."

Beca sighed.

"What if we changed the set? By ourselves and didn't tell her?"

"She would kick you out of the Bellas, that's for sure." Chloe said. "Plus, you can't really do that, she'll be there, she'll look like a complete idiot, not knowing what to do."

"Yeah, you're right." Beca sighed again. "Maybe… one of us could sing something, or more than one of us while we're singing that crap."

"I'm not sure if the girls would be willing to challenge Aubrey." Chloe said.

Beca groaned.

"It's like impossible to beat her!" Beca said.

Chloe sighed and shrugged. But she did feel like Beca was onto something.

Thank you for the reviews! Next chapter we'll find out what Beca has... ooooooh!