Love is over-rated - a Jeca fanfiction

A Weekend With the Stepmonster

Beca's pov
"Beca please," the sound of my fathers tired and trying voice comes through my phone as I prepare for a lecture, "I know you don't think so but your stepmother really cares about you. She wants to be a part of your life, she wants to spend time with you. I want you to spend time with her, to learn more about her personality and why I love her. If you'd just give her a chance-" I sigh as he goes on and on about how she expects to spend time with me, "dad stop guilt tripping me! I don't want to spend time with the stepmonster, she's not even my stepmother, you two haven't gotten hitched. Thank The Lord. Why'd you call anyways, you only call when you need a favour so spit it out." There's a long silence, oh shit. What does he want, this must be big. "Beca, Sheila and I are engaged and she wants you to be a brides maid. She's coming down this weekend to go shopping and you need to go with her." I sit there shocked, what the fuck? I internally groan as I realise what this means, shopping, walking around aimlessly for hours, great. "congratulations," my dry, sarcastic tone is not appreciated by my dad, "I'd just love to go shopping with the stepmonster. As long as I get to bring my music." I know my father hates bargaining, but I don't care right now, "like hell. AND you'll be inviting Sheila to stay at yours." What does he think this is, he doesn't control me. I scoff, "what the fuck? No way!" My father battles the protests by clearing his throat, the sign that he's going to begin a lengthy, boring lecture. Oh, fuck me, "fine! I'll go shopping with her, I'll let her stay at mine and I'll be a fucking bridesmaid!" I yell as I hang up the phone. Kill me now.

There's a loud knock on the door as I finish making the bed in the spare room, "I'm coming!" My voice rings through the apartment as I race to the door. I open the door to a perfectly, poised stepmonster. I resist the urge to scowl and roll my eyes as I invite her inside and take her bags. "Oh isn't this place so quaint!" I take the bags to the tiny study that Chloe and I made a guest bedroom speaking of Chloe we haven't spoken in 9 days, but who's counting. I come back out into the sitting room where I see the stepmonster perched on the edge of the couch, "so, I thought we could leave at 9 tomorrow and go to lunch together at 11. We'll meet up with the stylist at 12 and be home by 4." So now she is micromanaging the day, Jesus Christ. I string on the best fake smile I can muster, "sure, sounds fantastic. You must be exhausted from your trip, I'll show you to your room." I usher the stepmonster into her cage and hope to god that she decides to sleep, because right now I have to enter the lions den.

I tap on Chloe's door and wait nervously for her to open it. The door opens to reveal a very annoyed red head, "Chloe I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything that I said I was just stressed out with everything that was happening." Chloe sighs once I finish word vomiting and pulls me into a hug, "I know." I smile as I pull away, "oh, the stepmonster is staying for the weekend." Chloe smiles and nods before going back into her room. I guess I should apologise to someone else, maybe not just yet.

"Oh Beca sweety I'm so glad you agreed to be a bridesmaid! Aren't you so excited?" I roll my eyes at the bubbly lady and give her one of my trademark sarcastic voices, "super." She drags me by the wrist into a shop filled with fluffy bright coloured dresses. Oh my god this place needs more black. Sheila is looking at pink dresses for bridesmaids and white for herself, I swear to god if she makes me wear hot pink I will die. "Oh Beca?" I glance over to the stepmonster, "yeah?" She walks over to me and places her hands on my shoulders, "your dad wants your boyfriend to be in the ceremony as well. So that all the bridesmaids have partners." Shit. "Uhh Sheila, we aren't actually," she pulls me into a hug, "I'm sure you two will look adorable!" She squeals before throwing me three dresses to try on. What the fuck am I going to do?

I collapse onto my bed and pull my phone out of my pocket, well it's now or never. I slowly dial a number and bring the phone to my ear as I hear the rings go on until they stop I gulp, "Beca? What's wrong, is everything okay?"
I let out a breathy laugh as the nerds worried voice comes through my phone, "I just wanted to chat with you, Jess." I hear Jesse let out a breath when I quietly add on to what I said, "I miss you."

A/N
Soooo,
I basically have no inspiration right now but I'm doing my best. Hopefully I've made this fan fiction readable so far :) thanks for reading xox