Empty Eyes, Ravaged Souls (Bechloe & Staubrey Love Story)

You Do It So Why Can't I?

Aubrey's POV/

I would like to think that I know Stacie pretty well. Her and I have been together for a really long time. We have a daughter together, I mean, that is crazy. Her and I weren't all that close when I was captain of The Bellas but I still looked out for her. Did I like her when we were together for her freshmen year of college? I mean, I found her very attractive of course but that's it.

Who wouldn't?

Her super model legs really made me weak to my knees, her boobs alone got my excited to touch her body and her lips are so soft and kissable. She was sweet on me in college, flirted a lot with me, touched me a lot which always made me blush a deep crimson. I thought it was harmless because she never really made a move on me. She slept around a lot in college which I expected and didn't really mind, but it sometimes made me sick to my stomach. When she and I both showed up to a party after I graduated Barden University is when I realized I had some sort of feelings for the brunette because she was there, covered in hickeys made by someone who wasn't me and like, huge flashes of jealous lit in my body.

I never asked her out because I would be graduating and she was just a freshmen. I decided that it wouldn't work out. And besides, I didn't even think she was into girls. Anyway, she was having fun as a freshmen in college so I let her go. The year I met Stacie and the rest of the Bellas, I wore my heart on my cheek, hidden, away from everyone. I just needed to focus on redeeming myself for the ICCA's which I did. Uhh, we did. But that was besides the point, even if I did fancy her, we never would have worked out. But, now look at us. I married the girl. I was never one to express my feelings let alone tell someone how I felt about them but Stacie made me feel special and different and she is probably the only one who knows the real me.

Chloe of course knows me very well. But there are some things you tell your best friend and then there are some things you tell your lover.

Beca knows me well too.

But, that is besides the point.

I know Stacie.

And I have seen her at her absolute worse. And her worse was when she lost her daughter. When The Bellas and I went to go visit her after the USO performance. She had fallen into depression and she did not look like the sweet, fun, playful, and flirtatious Stacie that I had known before. I stuck around with her when the rest of the girls left. I also noticed that she was opening up to me and speaking to me. Her eyes twinkled a little when I walked into her apartment. She was slightly clingy and it was as if she craved my presence and was always so tense and jumpy if I wasn't there. She wouldn't talk as much to me but was very eager to hear my voice.

"Aubrey" she would say my name in the sweetest, calmest voice. I shivered at the sound of my name come out of her lips. Her voice was always usually soft and quiet and that was the loudest she would ever go.

I didn't realize exactly when I fell in love with her until she asked me to stay over. I have stayed over a bunch of times but only when we would accidentally fall asleep on the couch or something and it was too late to leave. And if anything, she would let me sleep in the guest room. But when she asked me to stay over that time, she meant in her room. She had cried on my shoulder earlier before that, telling herself how much of a bad person she was and how me sticking around with her was a burden on me. I comforted her of course which led her to ask me to stay the night.

"Don't leave me." Her voice was so angelic that I didn't realize that she scooted over to my lap and cuddled with me, her hot breath on my neck. I told her I would stay the night as she smiled. I picked her up bridal style and brought her to her room and laid her down on the bed.