5 Years

Ten

          Beca was sitting at home on her laptop. She was answering a clutter of emails and deleting the spam. Her phone buzzed on the end table next to her bed. The sounds of the next room screaming over it. Beca sighed at the annoying noise and punched the wall.

          "Keep it down! It's 2 am Amy!" Beca yelled. There was a moan that Beca regretted ever hearing. She grabbed her headphones that happened to be next to her phone. She grabbed them and plugged them in her laptop. Instantly she hit play on her Spotify mix and grabbed the cell phone.

  Eliza: Okay, what the fuck?

  Beca: Why hello to you too!

  Eliza: Okay I know that Aubrey bitch has always hated me more then you, but why is she bitching at me that you smoke?

  Beca: Chloe found out, it's a thing with Chloe. She probably just told Aubrey and Aubrey assumed you. It's not wrong of her, you did get me started

  Eliza: yeah, okay. You're the one who took my cigarette out of my own fucking hand. Why are you all acting like this is a crime? I have Stacie on my ass now as well

  Beca: Wait what? Stacie? Stacie wouldn't know unless she was with Aubrey

  Eliza: Well I have them both on my ass for getting you to smoke. You're an adult, your little sister won't force you into anything

  Beca: Just ignore them, I'll take care of it.

          Beca sighed as she exited from her sisters text messages. She took her headphones off and snuck out of her room. Down the hall and to the left, there was Amy's room. She slowly snuck in and thanked everything ever that they were both asleep under the covers. She grabbed Amy's phone and rushed out. Beca knew something was up. Of course these plans Bella's always had in mind went by Chloe, but Beca was harder. She knew Amy's passcode easily. It was "Tacos". She texted the word in as she plopped back down on her bed. Instantly, she found the group chat of the plan. She read each word and chuckled. Beca found Skype on her laptop and called her sister. It rang for a minute, but then picked up.

          "Hey, what's wrong?" Eliza asked. Eliza sat in some dark room with only a dim light. She wore a ripped black hoodie and her hair was the same color brown as Beca's, just longer.

          "Look" Beca said and showed her the phone. Eliza couldn't help but let out a deep chuckle.

          "So that explains why they are on my bloody ass" Eliza chuckled as she looked down at her phone. The phone screen being a light on her face. She had a lip ring and a nose ring. She was the punk college version of Beca. Just taller and never really growing out of the phase.

          "It explains also why Cynthia and Amy tried to take me for ice cream yesterday!" Beca smiled annoyed. She fell onto her back on the bed and groaned. "They always do this 'liz. They can't mind they're own business!" Beca called her sister the nickname only she called her. It was times like these she wanted her sister to be in the same country at least.

          "They only do this because they care. It's called friends, I know you don't know what that is but" Eliza laughed about the insult to herself. She got a middle finger from Beca in return.

          "Are you going to dad and step bitch's renewing of their vows shit?" Beca asked and sat up on the bed. Her attention turned to the door for Amy walking by. "Shit she's looking for her phone!" Beca whispered and placed it on her end table. Amy then walked in and saw the phone. She wore a big t-shirt and her boyfriend's boxers.

          "Beca, did you take my phone?" Amy asked and Eliza watched how Beca was going to get out of this.

          "No, you left it here remember?" Beca asked. Amy shook her head quickly.

          "I didn't. You took my phone!-"

          "Amy! Is that you?! Have you been holding out on the pasta? I swear you lost weight!" Eliza yelled causing Amy to flip around.

          "Eliza? Oh my god! I haven't seen you in so long. Where are you today? Are you going to your dad's wedding?" Amy shot fire questions. She totally forgot about Beca stealing her phone.

          "I'm still in London, but yeah I am. Will I see you?" Eliza asked.

          "You will, maybe a bit more slim. I'm still eating like Amy but in bed like Patricia if you know what I mean" Amy smirked and nudged Beca. Beca faked a gag causing an eye roll from Amy. "Well I gotta go, I'll see you in the morning and you Eliza at the wedding!" Amy said and left the room. The door shut and Beca laughed a bit.

          "You're welcome" Eliza said as she lit her spliff.

          "Yeah, yeah. So you're going?" Beca asked.

          "Yeah, bet you by then you and Chloe will be back together. Chloe will be trying to convince you to have a wedding" Dylan laughed.

         "Dude, what the hell you smoking?" Beca asked to change the subject.

         "It's a spliff. Weed in a cigarette" Eliza explained with a 'duh' expression on her face. Beca rolled her eyes and sighed.

         "I gotta go, recording tomorrow" Beca said and Eliza nodded.

          "Alright, I'm flying back next month probably for the wedding. I'll let you know. By the way, tell Chloe. Just do it. Love you" Eliza said and hit end so all Beca saw was the profile photo and contact name "bitch" on the screen.

          Beca shut the laptop screen and sighed. She placed the laptop on the end table and plugged her phone in. The light was shut off, the covers pulled over the girls body. Tomorrow would be one hell of a fucking day knowing the girls talked to Chloe.