Chances

Chapter 1

Beca Mitchell knows one thing and that is Tom is an absolute dick lick. No, scratch that, he's an asshole and needs to have his eyes ripped out so he'll never be graced by this wonderful woman's beauty. This woman is the epitome of greatness, kindness, love, and respect. He in no way deserves such an amazing person with a heart that screams love from the highest rooftops. No, no he does not. That asshole deserves to be smothered into a pile of cow manure. Why? Because he treats her like shit and needs to know what that's like, right in his face. However, she knows she can't do that. One because Beca doesn't know where she's going to find manure or how to get it to the perfect place and two because it seems like Chloe actually loves this dumb idiot. But mostly for reason number one and maybe partly because Chloe might get mad at her for rubbing that asshole's face in a taste of his own medicine. Beca swears that woman is blind sometimes.

Beca is furiously mixing songs she knows will never go together. She shakes her head thinking how ironic this situation is. She's trying to let off steam from Chloe and that idiot Tom by mixing and she's using songs that seem like they'll never go together, kind of like her and Chloe. Sighing after that revelation, the brunette closes her laptop and climbs into her bed, placing her pillow directly onto her face and squeezing it down as hard as she can. What the hell are you even doing, Mitchell. Pull yourself together. She takes a deep breath and starts thinking about last night again.

Chloe came to her door with eyes that looked as though she'd been crying, makeup smudged giving her this oddly adorable raccoon look, and her arms folded over her chest with eyes focused on the floor.

"Hey Chlo, what's wrong?" Beca could already tell it had to do with Tom, but she asked anyways.

The red head sniffed and barely looked up at the brunette before plunging forward, shoving her face into her neck and started breathing short and heavy. The red heads arms wrapping around Beca's shoulders, her hands grabbing anything they can hold onto. Beca quickly wrapped her arms around the red head and sighed inaudibly. She started rocking the pair back and forth slightly, knowing the calming effect it has on the red head.

"Hey" She removed Chloe's head from her shoulder to look into her eyes. The red head looked at her with glossy eyes threatening to spill over any second. "Come on, let's go snuggle." The brunette pulled the girl towards the bed and settled them down under the covers. Once again, the red head burrowed her head into her neck as the sobs finally escaped her. Beca wrapped one arm around her waist protectively and the other stroking the red heads hair.

After a few minutes of consoling the red head and some internal debate, the brunette kissed the side of Chloe's head and whispered, "You can tell me anything and I'll always be here for anything you need, no matter what. You know that, right?" Instantly knowing she'll have to mop up more of Tom's dumb ass messes that will no doubt send Beca into an internal fury. But if she were being honest with herself, she knows she would do anything for Chloe anyways. She loves this girl, even if this girl seems to be in love with that asshole.

Chloe continued sobbing and nodded into Beca's neck. The brunette knew that the girl would talk about it whenever she was ready, so she did what does every time Chloe comes over crying. Only this time the song had a little more meaning to the brunette even though the red head had no idea. But it was one of Chloe's favorite songs at the moment, remembering when she belted it out during a car ride with just the two of them. The brunette closed her eyes and went for it, singing softly.

When life leaves you high and dry

I'll be at your door tonight

If you need help, if you need help.

I'll shut down the city lights,

I'll lie, cheat, I'll beg and bribe

To make you well, to make you well.