Beca (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Gonna be moving my stuff into my new apartment at the weekend before classes start, any of you guys gonna be up?
Chloe saw the message and felt light headed, giddy, read it again, maybe more than once and disliked how happy she had felt in the first place. The prospect of even a chance to see Beca made her so happy, so happy it made her sick. She should be angry, angry beyond belief but darn if she isn't. Beca isn't going out with him, okay, the Facebook thing just didn't happen. Okay. It was some glitch in the universe because Beca wouldn't be so dumb to go out with Jesse. Jesse's not a bad guy, Chloe's not saying that. But the fact is Beca loves her. Beca had said she was falling for her. That's the same thing. Almost. No not almost, Beca wasn't going to be a someone she almost had. She will have her. Be hers. Close enough. So it can't have been real. And she'll just get it all straightened out when she sees Beca. Because she will see Beca. Eventually. It will all be just fine and dandy. Chloe's sure it's not the medication she's been taking again, that calms her, sends her to a happy medium, the happy high she was feeling right now was all Beca. The happy made her sad. Beca making her happy. Not the lit jay beside her in her ashtray, not the pills buried and hidden in her draw. Only Aubrey would know where to look. Aubrey's not exactly giving a shit about her right now. Right? Aubrey's busy with her own life, said she would never be blind to Chloe's pain again after Lana. Aubrey had her own shit she was going through then, but Aubrey was happy now. Right? Aubrey had no drama, so why wasn't she there for her? Did Aubrey hate Beca that much that she wouldn't have anything to do with any of what Chloe was going through? Why did Aubrey even hate Beca so much?
Stacie (Group Chat Bellarmy) - We're here, missed you Beca, can't wait to hang out. How was your Christmas?
Ashley (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Let us know if you need me, I'll be right over to help you move in, I'm sure Jessica will too. :D xx
Jessica (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Love to, hope you had a great Christmas! xx
Beca (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Wow thanks you weird awesome nerds! Yeah sweet ass Christmas, hope yous all did too.
Stacie (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Welcome bro! Provide the drinks and I'll make it a party.
Beca (Group Chat Bellarmy) - Come at me, be great to see you all.
Fat Amy (DM to Beca) - I thought after you left Chloe wet and unsatisfied and Facebook officialled with radio shack boy that you wouldn't be wanting to be a part of the Bella's anymore. What gives Mitchell?
Air.
Air?
Beca and air are no longer friends. No longer passing acquaintances. Blocked. Unfollowed.
It took her a few big gulps to regain the oxygen to make her brain work again. Who the fuck had Chloe been telling? What had Chloe been telling whoever the fuck she'd been talking to? Aubrey. Had to be right? Right. Fuck. Fuck. It's all gonna start again. Just like high school. Fuck. And then her dad will find out and this, her sweet ride, her is all over.
Maybe she wants it to be all over?
Why else hadn't she just quit the Bellas?
Beca wanted Chloe. Would stay with Jesse.
Beca could fuck about with Chloe, right? Have both?
Chloe and her, falling in love or not, were never going to be a couple. So yeah. Totally. They could fuck about behind his back. That would be better than nothing.
Beca had to go on like nothing was the matter. Nothing was different. Nothing had changed.
Normal.
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The Basketcase and The Princess
FanfictionNot my story. Got it from Fanfiction.net by: By: Fake Shemp