Beca would be sat on the porch steps out the front of her house, early the next morning. Early enough that she would be watching the sun rising in the distance and the birds starting to chirp and wake up around her. She'd be resting her elbows on the top of her knees, her hands clasped together as she'd think over the events of the previous day and then the words she got from Jessie and her Dad.
She'd rub her hands down her face as she'd start to become frustrated, jumping between what decision she should make. Looking at her watch she'd realise that her Dad would be getting up soon so before he could see her she stood up and walked to her car, leaving.
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Around an hour later, Brian would wake up and head downstairs to make some breakfast and coffee for him and Beca. He'd yawn and rub his eyes walking into the kitchen and seeing a clear, sunny day streaming in through the window.
As he'd make his way over to the coffee machine to pour out two cups, he'd notice a sticky note attached to the button that normally would turn it on. Brian would furrow his eyebrows and pick up the note reading it to himself quietly.
"I'm no good for them Dad. Please tell them goodbye for me", he'd mumble then looking outside shocked to see that Beca's car was gone. "Beca?", he'd spin around quickly heading back upstairs as he'd call after his daughter. "Beca!", he'd burst through her bedroom door to see all of her stuff was gone and the bed had been made from the night before.
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"She kept talking about how she was sorry and everyone deserved better after she got home from the bar last night", Brian would be sat opposite Chloe, Alex and Jesse at Chloe's house later on that day. "But she was so drunk she just passed out in the end in her bed and then this morning I woke up and the note was there", he'd pass the note to Chloe, "and she was gone with all of her stuff"
Chloe would cover her mouth in shock as she'd listen to Brain explain what had happened. The redhead would feel tears brimming in her eyes as she'd look down at the note in her hand. As soon as her eyes would leave the words on the sticky note Chloe would burst into tears, moving so both of her hands were covering her face as she'd start to sob.
"But why would she leave?", Alex would stand up looking over at his grandfather, who had his eyes focused on Chloe before looking over at his grandson. "D-did she not like me?"
"No, no baby that's not it", Chloe would grab hold of Alex's hand now as she'd try to make him understand. But as she'd look into her son's eyes she'd be at a lost for words because once again she had no explanation as to why Beca had left her without saying anything.
"But why would she just leave without saying goodbye? She promised that she wouldn't leave me anymore!", Alex would shout as his own tears would start to run down his cheeks, before snatching his hand away from his Mom and sprinting out of the living room and up the stairs to his bedroom.
"Alex, Alex sweetie wait", Chloe would try to stop him as she'd stand up to follow him upstairs.
"I'll go Chloe, it's alright", Jesse would wrap one arm around his younger sister, planting a soft kiss on the top of her head before leaving the room to speak to his nephew.
Chloe would watch her brother walk upstairs to where her son was most probably crying on his bed, before she'd collapse back down on the sofa, starting to cry into her hands again. She'd feel someone sit down next to her and wrap an arm around her, guessing it was Brian, and Chloe would start to wipe the tears from her cheeks to look up at the older man next to her. "Do you know I was starting to fall in love with her all over again?", she'd sniff and notice the tears brimming in his eyes.
"I know sweetheart", he'd kiss the top of her head as he'd continue to comfort her.
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Beca would be wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses to hide her face from the cameras as she'd walk through the airport, carrying her duffel bag over her shoulder. She'd push past reporters and journalists who were taking pictures and shouting questions towards her about her return.
As she'd walk past the main lobby of the airport towards the pick-up point she'd keep her head down and would glance at the magazines laid out across the table. Beca would stare at pictures of her and Chloe on their date sprayed across every front cover with headlines screaming out "Beca's found the one", "She's the one".
She'd take a deep breathe as she'd look away from the table to in front of her as she got closer to the exit, still ignoring the reporters around her that were asking her questions. As she'd walk outside towards the car waiting for her, she'd see the driver smile and open the door for her to get in. "Welcome to England Miss Mitchell", he'd tip his hat and smile as he'd watch her climb in the back seat.
Later that night she'd be sat on a stool, on a stage in London with a guitar resting across her lap as she'd be performing shows from the rest of her tour. She'd be singing softly into the microphone a new song that she had recently written, looking out to the crowd to watch their reactions.
There goes my heart beating
Cause you are the reason
I'm losing my sleep
Please come back down
There goes my mind racing
And you are the reason
That I'm still breathing
I'm hopeless now
I'd climb every mountain
And swim every ocean
Just to be with you
And fix what I've broken
Oh, cause I need you to see
That you are the reason
There goes my head shaking
And you are the reason
My heart keeps bleeding
I need you now
If I could turn back the clock
I'd make sure the light defeated the dark
I'd spend every hour of every day
Keeping you safe
I'd climb every mountain
And swim every ocean
Just to be with you
And fix what I've broken
Oh, cause I need you to see
That you are the reason
Oooooohhhh
Come back cause you are the reason
I need you to hold me tonight
I'd climb every mountain
And swim every ocean
Just to be with you
And fix what I've broken
Cause I need you to see
That you are the reason
Beca would look out to see the crowd screaming, jumping and cheering her name at the end of the song. She'd unplug her guitar from the amp as she'd wait for the noise of the crowd to die down a little bit. "Thank you, thank you London", she'd wave out to the crowd as she'd get up from the stool and would walk off the stage.
Beca would hand over the guitar to one of the stage hands, who'd then give her a glass of scotch. "Alright Beca, great show. I think that is the best set I have ever seen you perform", she'd be met by Sam as they'd walk further backstage. "Man, these new songs.. You're just crushin' it", he'd place his hand on her shoulder as he'd walk alongside her.
"Just get me out of here Sam", Beca would shrug his hand off of her shoulder as she'd finish the rest of her drink. Sam would sigh and shake his head following her out of the building now to the after party waiting for them.
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8 Years Later ✔️
FanfictionBeca and Chloe were high school sweethearts. They had been through everything together and were even engaged to be married. But when something happens that makes Beca leave without a note or explanation, Chloe is left wondering why. 8 years later Be...
