When The Stars Align

Chapter 11: Long Way Home

Have you ever felt so outcast in your life that it makes you just want to run away? To buy a plane ticket, run off to a different country, run a 'farmer's life', and forget about your past and where you came from?

Beca thought about that. She knows everyone is thinking about that, to just lead a normal life? But intelligence makes us strive for something better.

She remembered when time was simple back then. Her mom would cook lunch, Beca, Chloe, Aubrey and Sophie playing at the backyard, Toto and Timmy still little pups chasing each other's tail, their dad's cooking barbeque by the pool. It was the best times. Her mom was alive, her dad wasn't cheating, Chloe was still young to have a boyfriend, Aubrey was goofy, and Sophie loved her.

It was a sunny day in their life, the air was humid and the grass were crisp. The town was friendly and the birds were chirping harmoniously.

Beca wondered where those days had gone since she reached the ripe age of sixteen.

Now Beca looked up at the dark sky, her black Ray Bans covering her red rimmed eyes. The sky made it known that it'll rain. And the umbrella in Aubrey's hand let her know that the blonde came prepared. Like promise, they were far away from the official grounds where her mother's grave has been dug up, plenty of people surrounded the area, all in black and umbrella's up. Beca, Aubrey, Jesse, Stacie and Fat Amy stood under an oak tree, each silent and hiding in their thoughts.

The voice of the priest leading the ceremony was clear, he was Father Mike, a close friend of her mother. The people around her grave were also close friends and relatives, but her dad wasn't there.

When Sophie went onto the podium, Beca felt herself shake into tears as she realized she wouldn't get to say her final goodbye to her mother. And as expected, a few people had looked her way after Sophie finished her speech, and it hurt Beca more when all she could do was look down in shame.

The brunette felt a hand clasp with her's and she turned to look at Aubrey who smiled at her patiently,"It'll be over soon."

When it did end, it was Beca and Sophie who was left there, hands still full of dirt, still unprepared to let go.

Sucking in what's left of her courage, Beca got out of her shelter, the safety she formed underneath the oak from judging eyes. She carefully came to stand across Sophie, looking down to their mother's casket, each with a grim expression and each with personal heartaches.

"Dad called..."

To say that she was surprised is an understatement. She didn't expect for Sophie to even talk to her, she expected her sister to ignore her, to avoid her, yet here she was, telling Beca that their dad called.

"He wanted to apologize."

Sophie continued, now extending the hand that was filled with dirt, the diggers watching from a few feet away.

"She would've been alive if he apologized earlier." Beca bitterly said, voice quivering and strained from unuse.

Her statement made Sophie look up at her, own glasses over her eyes, which covered her emotion from Beca.

But the brunette didn't have to guess further, because the venom in Sophie's voice made Beca realize that she really did hate her,"She would've been alive if you let them work it out themselves! You were the reason she is dead now because you couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut! So you don't get to say what he could've done when it was entirely your fault!"

Beca didn't get to retaliate because Sophie had threw the dirt down into the grave and walked away, shoving her hands into her pockets.

The DJ felt a tear slip from her eye and couldn't handle to stare at Sophie's retreating form. She looked down and tried to picture her mother's dead body inside the coffin, trying to feel the cold undead hand of Raleigh.