REBEL

I WILL Find You

"Who is this?" Slurred a drunk Beca over the music.

"Beca? It's Chloe..."

"Chloe? How did you get my number?" Beca started walking towards the door and stumbled into a table.

"Owe!" Beca yelled.

"Beca? Are you okay? Where are you?" Chloe started to panic.

Beca stepped outside into the brisk air. She looked at her phone to check the time. It was now 8:45.

"I'm fine... I just... Ran into a table. I'm just out."

"Beca... Please go home. We're all worried about you," Chloe begged sweetly.

Beca scoffed at this. "Yeah right. Ms. Perfect Posen isn't."

"Beca, she actually is. I just talked to her and she was worried about you when I told her Jesse couldn't find you."

"Yeah... I'm sure she was-"

"Beca," Chloe cut her off, " she was. It doesn't matter... Look... Just... Please go home."

"I will not," Beca said Matter-of-factly.

"Beca, do you want me to track you down?" Chloe asked with sass.

"You'll never find me, Beale."

"Try me."

"Okay then. You won't find me anyway."

"I'll find you in about 30 minutes top."

"Is that a threat, Beale?"

"No. It's a promise."

"Okay, then. I'm waiting." Beca hung up her phone after the last statement. She checked her phone to see the time. It was now 9:00pm. She didn't want to take the risk of Chloe finding her at the club so she started walking. She got to a gas station and did her best to act sober while walking through the isles to the restroom.