That Night

Dreams

Beca's POV

Stacie whacks my arm several times. "Ugh disgusting! You slept with Emily! That's slightly arousing but very wrong!" She yells  hitting me two more times for good measure. "Jesus woman I'm already injured!" I huff but can't help but laugh a bit.

I can't believe I slept with her. Dammit drunk Beca! Why do you always sleep with your friends? "Umm sorry?" I offer Stacie who is glaring at me, but I think I can see a bit of hurt in her eyes. Shit I fucked up.

"Seriously you two! I get your drunk asses safely home and you still end up in the hospital!" Amy yells charging in and shakes her head. "You like like shit short stack." Amy pauses and looks me over. I'm sure I look better then I feel, so that sucks.

Emily finally wakes up and winces. "What the hell happened last night. And why do I feel like I sat on a baseball bat?" She looks at Stacie then back to me. Stacie's glare is still fixed on me while Amy's is looking between the three of us.

"Okay I am sensing some tension going on between Steca here." Amy says as she gestures to Stacie and I steal a glance at Emily. We make eye contact and her eyes widen. "Oh... we messed up." Emily says. She looks at Stacie with a guilty look, but Stacie's glare doesn't leave me. I'm scared. If Stacie kills me tell my kids I love them. And delete my browser history...

"You two think! Please tell me you at least used protection!" Stacie yells. I can see Amy's jaw drop as she finally figures out what happened.

"Dude this is like college all over! Seriously Beca you slept with Emily!" Amy asks excitedly before earning a glare from Stacie.  "Damn I never thought Bemily had a shot." She mutters and I face her confused. "Bemily?" I ask and Amy nods. "Yeah, I have all your ship names figured out. We have Bemily, Steca, and Bechloe of course." She says. I frown and try to follow what she is saying. Why do I have so many ships?

"I need to go." Stacie walks out and I try to call after her but she doesn't stop. "Don't worry Shortie, I got you!" Amy runs out the room in the direction Stacie went. "Are you okay?" Emily asks with an awkward smile. I nod and sigh.

"Yeah, we should talk about last night. We did use protection right?" I ask and Emily looks at the ground. "I can't remember." She mumbles. Well fuck. I better not have knocked up my other friend... geez what is wrong with me.

"Ummm should we talk about what this means?" I awkwardly shuffle and lay back down, making minimal eye contact. "I had a crush on you since I met you. You were the one I wrote Starving for when we kissed playing truth or dare." My eyes widen when she said that and I look at her. She's still looking at the ground.

"I think this made me realize it was just a crush. I think we are better as friends." Her eyes finally meet mine and I release a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Okay, so are we good?" I ask and Emily nods and holds up her fist. Is she really giving me a fist bump?

I chuckle and connect our fists. Thank god Emily was cool with this. I just hope I can save my friendship with Stacie. "Now I might need some help to make Stacie forgive me."

Stacie's POV

It hurts. I don't understand why it hurts because we aren't dating. I literally blew Beca the other day but she slept with Emily? Is she not attracted to me now? Thank god I can actually storm out of the room now that my leg is out of that stupid boot.

"Stacie?" I turn to Fat Amy and roll my eyes. I just don't want to deal with anyone. "Are you okay?" Amy asks looking serious. She is never serious. "I'm fine." I respond with no emotion. It shouldn't bother me. Beca is my best friend. It never use to bother me when she slept with someone else.