When The Stars Align

Chapter 9: Assumptions

For the 100th time, it was her 100th sigh as she cursed whatever it is that was making her suffer right now. It would've been a groan, except making that audible a sound would draw attention to her quicker than you can say 'fuck'.

What's causing her suffering?

Chloe and Jacob being perfect together, that's what.

Yes, ha ha, unrequited love and other bullshits, but it wasn't entirely because she hates seeing them sweet and goofy together (she absolutely despise it), but also because she knows what Jacob did and what Jacob is doing. And she can't fucking say it because.

Chloe had to learn about guys like him.

Because Chloe is happy right now and it's completely cruel of you to break them up.

Because Chloe will lose her self-esteem and forget ever dating. Ever. Ever. Again.

And the secrecy? THE SECRECY IS FUCKING KILLING HER MORALE.

They had all been done with their classes and their finals and the brunette doesn't see the sense why they should still be there. At school. Getting bored. Or being bullied. Or doing stupid stuff three days before graduation. 

Sometimes, she just assumes that teacher's are doing this to them as a punishment. Or because teacher's are complete masochist. No, that idea bothered her.

Shaking herself back into reality, Beca grunted as well and somehow wanted to shake herself back into her thoughts, because the sight in front of her was far worse.

Jacob was all over Chloe, his hands too close to her chest and the dickwad had thenerve to blush when Chloe pulled away and put his hand around her waist instead. The sheepish look in his face made Beca want to punch him and the smitten look on Chloe's features made Beca want to just crawl into some kind of hole like the small mouse that she is and hide from this. All of this.

She really, really, really, (let's emphasize that further) REALLY, wants to punch him in the face and kick his balls. Probably also through him into a volcanoes mouth and watch him fucking burn to ash while laughing at his girly screams. 

Beca was becoming a psychopath from all the secrets she's dying for keeping.

For the pass  two weeks, Beca had witnessed affairs she wished she doesn't know, things she wish she doesn't see and people she wished she would never ever meet. For the pass to weeks, Stacie, Jesse and Fat Amy had been the only people she got to talk to, the three swearing on their most prized possessions to never say a word about.

Despite having somewhere to vent, someone to console her and somewhere to stay, Beca can feel her heart pump and jump, wishing it could scream all that it knows. The brunette was sure if she hadn't had any brain, she'd be screaming her heart out. But she wasn't the kind to break a promise. She was sure of that.

Yet, every scene she witnesses keeps playing back and forth in her head, taunting her in her dreams and mocking her in her waking moments. Every kiss she sees her parent's share, she remember's where he dad's lips went on the mistress's body; every 'breather' drive her dad takes, she knew the destination; every happy laugh and loving smile her parent's shared she committed to memory because every secret never stays a secret.

She can't stop squirming when she sees Jacob's hands around Chloe, knowing where it went on that girl from her Chemistry class; Every kiss they shared made Beca want to barf after seeing him go down on  a substitute teacher on Chloe's English class; and every happy, goofy and blushy times made Beca just want to punch Jacob's chiseled face knowing all the fucked up stuff he talks about Chloe.