Bechaubrey: Pitch Perfect Explicit Version

2. Shower Invasion

It's been a month and Beca has yet to see the two gorgeous specimens she met at the Activities Fair again. Walking into the shower house, she starts to lowly sing Titanium. "You shout it out. But I can't hear a word you say. I'm talking loud. Not saying much. I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet. You shoot me down, but I get up. I'm bulletproof. Nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away. Ricochet, you take your aim."

"You CAN sing!" A voice sounded behind the brunette all of a sudden.

Beca turned around startled. "DUDE!" She yelled pulling the curtain to try and cover her body.

"How high does your belt go?" She then asked turning the water off.

"My what? Oh my God!"

"You HAVE to audition for The Bellas." The familiar redhead said pulling the curtain away.

"I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk." Beca said trying to cover herself with her shower poof and shampoo bottle.

"Just consider it. One time, we sang back-up for Prince. His butt is so tiny, I can hold it with like... ONE hand." Chloe said gesturing with her hands then accidentally knocking the shampoo bottle out of the smaller girls hands. "Oops!"

Beca went to pick it up, but stood back up turning herself to stand against the corner of the shower stall covering her front. "Seriously? I am nude."

"You were singing Titanium, right?"

Beca turned her head to look at the older girl in surprise. "You know David Guetta?"

"Have I been living under a rock? Yeah. That song is my jam." She said then leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "My dildo jam."

"That's nice."

"It is. The song really builds." Chloe replied gesturing with her hands again and winking at the brunette.

"Gross." Beca muttered.

"Can you sing it for me?"

"Dude, no! GET OUT!"

"Not for THAT reason. I'm not leaving here until you sing, so..." The redhead said then let out an 'I'm waiting.' sigh.

"Chloe?!?" Another familiar voice called from a couple shower stalls down.

Chloe's eyes widen in realization she left her best friend and lover alone for a few minutes now. "In the last stall before the small hallway to the next group of stalls!"

A few seconds later, the curtain was ripped open again and a familiar blonde stood stark naked in front of the two girls who were just as naked. Beca's eyes widened. "What the hell?!? Why is everyone invading my shower?"

Ignoring the brunette, Chloe turned to Aubrey. "Sorry, Brey. You know what that song does to me. I had to find out who the beautiful voice belonged to."

Aubrey nodded and looked at Beca who tried averting her eyes to the ceiling. "What's your name?"

The brunette looked the blonde in the eyes at the question. "Beca. Beca Mitchell. My father is Dr. Mitchell. The Comparative Literature professor." She said.

Aubrey's eyes widened at the mention of the professor. "YOUR father, is Dr. Adam Mitchell?!?" Beca nodded and the blonde's jaw dropped for a second. "You are so lucky."

Beca scoffed. "Yeah. If being forced to come here and study philosophy is considered lucky. My dad's an asshole." She said.

"What do you mean? He's the best professor here." Aubrey said.

"He's married to that WHORE he calls a wife. He left me and my mom when I was nine. Never even visited me or called me when they divorced. He only sent me money with a card on holidays and my birthday. He never even TRIED to raise me. I was left on my own to take care of myself for all those years. When he and my mom divorced, my mom killed herself. I was put in the foster system until I was sixteen. Then at the last week of this past summer, he called telling me I was getting a free education and moving here to Barden University to study philosophy. I had no choice in the matter. And that step-monster, she can go to hell for all I care."

Chloe stood there, mouth agape, and totally in shock. Aubrey looked just as shocked, but bit her lip instead. Chloe finally snapped out of her shock and spoke up. "WOW. He actually LEFT you?!?"

Beca nodded looking at the redhead. "Yeah. I was alone for years to take care of myself. I want to go to L.A. and get a job at a record label and start paying my dues. But nooooo. My asshole father had to force me to come here and study philosophy. Now he's trying to mend our 'relationship'." She air quoted the last word. "He says if I join a club and actually TRY to fit into the University lifestyle, he'll help me move to L.A. at the end of the year if I still don't like it."

Aubrey finally came out of her own shock. "You're totally auditioning for The Bellas. But I want you to do it for yourself and for us. I'm gonna confess now, when Chloe and I first saw you, we KNEW that you had to be the one. The one we've been looking for."

The brunette just looked confused. Chloe spoke. "Aubrey means that her and I have been together since high school as lovers, but we're also best friends. Have been since we were five. But we've known for a while that we also were missing one other person. And we knew when we saw you, you were that person. And it might sound strange, but we're totally in love with you. Just as we are with each other. It's unusual, but we just know. I'm Chloe Beale by the way."

*O.M.ACA-G.!!! Is this woman for real?!?* The brunette thought smiling to herself inwardly. "Seriously?!?"

Aubrey nodded. "Yeah. And we know this is really weird for you to hear, but it's the truth."

Beca suddenly pulled the blonde down for a passionate kiss on the lips and the two felt sparks flying. She then did the same to Chloe and they felt the same way. After a few seconds, she pulled away. "Sorry. I couldn't contain myself. Can I confess something to you guys?"

"Yeah! Anything. This is just between the three of us. Promise." Chloe said.

"I'm in love with both of you too. I felt the connection the moment I faced you at the Activities Fair. I never even knew I was gay until then. But there's something you need to know."

"What's that, Studs?" Aubrey asked.

"Studs?" Beca asked confused.

"Yeah. It's my nickname for you. I'm referring to your ear monstrosities."

Ignoring the monstrosities part, Beca nodded. "Then you shall be my Blonde Goddess."

"Mmm. I like that."

Chloe nodded in agreement. "What about me?" She asked the brunette hugging her tight.

Beca flinched at the sudden contact, but then relaxed. "Chlo-Bear. Since you seem to like super close contact and you're really cuddly like a teddy bear."

The redhead giggled. "I LOVE it! And you can be my Little Badass Dj. I'm assuming you like to mix music and stuff after your little explanation about the L.A. thing."

Beca nodded and smiled. Then Aubrey spoke up. "You were starting to say something, Becs."

The brunette looked at the blonde then nodded remembering the initial conversation. "I'm a virgin. I've dated guys before, but never had sexual relations with them."

Both older women's eyes widened. "Seriously?" Chloe asked.

Beca nodded and looked down embarrassed. "Is that a bad thing?"

The girls shook their heads. "No." Aubrey spoke. "It's just surprising. But don't worry. We'll take good care of you. You're ours now."

"Well, not officially. "Chloe said. "Beca Mitchell, will you be our girlfriend?"

The smaller girl looked up slightly surprised, but nodded. "I'd love to."

"YAY!" Chloe replied happily and hugged her.

Aubrey hugged the smaller girl as well making the brunette laugh. She then hugged them back not caring about their naked states. It felt right.