When The Stars Align

Chapter 14: Life Chase

They said, that everything needs to be balanced in life. Social life and personal life. Health and vices. Sadness and happiness.

Great luck and bad luck.

And Beca still couldn't get used to the fact, that life serves bad luck just as fast as it serves good luck. What's more frustrating is that life sucks harder as it goes own.

After five years of letting go of the past. Of moving on. Of starting a new life.

Life had lead her right back to rock bottom. Life had lead her back to misery.

Unlike her mother's funeral that was dark, misty and cloudy, with a hint of soft rain and mild thunderstorm, Isabelle's funeral was dry and sunny, birds flew around and chirped, clouds were missing from the blue sky and the hour ticked by as the funeral went on.

And unlike the sunny disposition of the world to Isabelle's funeral, Beca returned to her gloomy self.

It started three days ago, after Isabelle died on their bed. Beca retreated back to her walls, her shell harder and thicker than before. Her eyes lifeless and cold, her lips sealed and her heart untouchable.

She did not fall for Isabelle, but she cared a lot for the girl. In those five years, four as girlfriends and one as friends, Beca had learned to give Isabelle her heart little by little.

But everything shattered when Isabelle was diagnosed with a disease even doctors knew nothing of. It affected her inner organs and had rendered the blonde woman immobile. She was bed ridden for seven months before doctor's had informed them that Isabelle won't ever be able to last long.

It was three more months before Isabelle passed away, and it was two months before that Beca silently fell into depression.

She had thought over her life and what she found out had brought her to conclude that she wad the unluckiest of all.

Her mom died. Her heart broke the first time. Her sister left. Her father disappeared. Her friends couldn't take the time to try and contact her and now Isabelle, Isabelle is dead.

So she was once again back on where she was before she left Barden. Except. Except, she was too tired with life to be agree. Or to feel anything at all.

So after the funeral. Beca moved out of Maura and Jane's house, her bedroom being a place of remembrance to what she had before. She resigned on working at Maura's diner and swapped to Luke's Pub, serving as Bartender in the day and DJ at night.

Just like before, Beca left behind what hurt her most.

Bo and Tamsin helped her move in the apartment complex next to theirs, the two insisting to help as per Maura and Jane's orders.

She now lived at the toppest floor of the complex, sharing a rooftop with a neighbour that faces her own apartment.

While unpacking the boxes, Beca stopped abruptly. She was on the box that was labelled clothes and atop it were her hoodies... except it weren't hers on the first place. The blue one that was really comfortable and cozy was Chloe's that she stole many years ago, it was huge on Chloe and it was much baggier on Beca. She wore it almost all the time, then there was Isabelle's hoody. It fit her perfectly, it was thinner though than Chloe's, and Beca realized that over the time that they've been together -- Isabelle and her-- Beca always wore Chloe's more than Isabelle's.

Beca felt guilt. She never truly loved Isabelle. It was Chloe even then and it made Beca feel like shit as she sat there. Thinking about her first love while mourning for the one who really loved her.

She dropped down on her newly made bed, the blue hoody close to her chest as she sniffed it. It faintly smelled of Chloe, of the summer they always spent together. She remembered how she acquired the hoody, Chloe took her favorite hoody and wore it, Beca was dumbstruck and grumbled to get it back, but the redhead wouldn't budge, so in retaliation, Beca took Chloe's. The redhead barely cared and took Beca's hoody home... The brunette never saw it in her drawer ever again.

Beca wondered how Chloe was doing now... After a year without her. Maybe her life was better? Maybe she and what's-his-name is married now?... Okay, that's too soon, but Beca couldn't keep her imagination from straying.

Beca shook her head, let her hands drop and let the hoody sit on her lap, grunting, she sat up and put the hoody away. Continuing on unboxing everything before midnight.

"Why? I'm sure that the other's won't intentionally bring it up." Jane argued as she sat down on the chair at the dining room.

Maura grumbled and hit the back of her wife's head, earning a growl of protest,"You just brought it up."

"Not intentionally." Jane exclaimed, but received another hit at the back of the head.

Beca could only grin as the two bickered.

They were at her apartment the day after she moved after they were informed that she wouldn't be working at their diner anymore.

"I just... Can't go back there." Beca told them when they finished bickering and asked why she wanted to leave.

"Why?"

"Because I can't keep thinking that she'll be the one who comes in after the door with her usual smile and a wave to me... I can't keep working there cause she isn't there anymore." Beca stated, her eyes downcast as she thought of it.

She didn't love Isabelle, but Isabelle loved her. And to know that someone who loved you enough to keep on trying to fix you, is eternally gone just feels like the world hates your very being. She didn't love Isabelle, but that isn't a reason enough for her not to feel the pain.

Jane and Maura exchanged glances before nodding solemnly,"Well... I guess you'll at least take this gig at Luke's then." Jane asked.

"Yeah... I start tomorrow night." Beca smiled at her standing stepmother, who smirked and nodded more understandingly,"I'll pass by the diner on my way to grab something to eat."

"You do that," Maura gave her a pointed glare,"Because you're out of our home and out of the diner, we'll barely get to see you, so you better show up when you get the chance."

Beca smiled at the Auburn haired woman,"Yes, Mom, I'll do that."

She'll never be able to forgive herself for letting her mother die, for letting her father leave, for making her sister hate her, for ruining her family, but she can try to renew her life. By starting fresh.

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A/N: And I'm Back!

No? No. You aren't happy it took to long.

I'm sorry. Life's been pretty glorious for a couple of months... I've been busy and there is no literal time where I am free or not tired... So yeah...

I hope at the very least you like this chapter...

Spoiler... Someone is coming back in Beca's miserable, miserable, miserable life.