Pitch Perfect One-Shots

Chapter CXXV - Bechloe: Forbidden

"Fuck, I love you..." Chloe panted as she came down from her high.

Having sex on a sink in a nightclub bathroom wasn't as romantic as Chloe and Beca would have liked but it had to do under the circumstances.

"You say that every time," Beca chuckled, loving how flushed the redhead's face was.

"I mean it every time." Chloe leaned forward and pecked Beca's lips. "Plus, you know what it does to me when I see you up in that booth DJing."

Beca hummed, kissing Chloe again. "You have no idea how badly I want you."

"Oh, I think you just proved to me how badly you do," she smirked.

"No, I mean properly."

"Whoever would have thought that Beca Mitchell would get so sentimental?"

"Dude, knock it off. I mean it."

Chloe looked into the brunette's eyes and saw how vulnerable she was.

"I want it properly, too, baby. You have no idea."

"I wish my dad wasn't such an asshole."

"Me, too."

Beca pursed her lips before Chloe kissed them. Beca and Chloe had been sneaking around for nearly two years now. Their fathers were vicious gang leaders who just happened to be sworn enemies. The Mitchell's and the Beale's had a long-lasting feud that had been going on for over twenty years. It all started when a weapons deal went bad and John Mitchell believed Mason Beale sold him out to the police, which gave him ten years in jail. He ended up getting out early but his hate for Mason and the rest of the Beale gang was already set in stone and had been ever since.

Years later, Beca and Chloe met when John and Mason crossed paths. Both girls had to hold their fathers back but they made sure to get a good look at each other. They couldn't get each other out of their heads and one day, Beca couldn't help herself so she found out as much information as she could about Chloe and went to her place of work where the two talked, got to know each other, and soon began seeing each other. They knew they could never be exclusive since their fathers would begin a war but they couldn't stand to be apart so they had to sneak and since Mason was extremely protective over his baby girl who he called his "angel", it made things just that extra bit harder for Beca.

"I want to take you out on a date," uttered Beca.

"I know you do, baby. I want that so much, too but we can't."

Beca sighed and rested her head on Chloe's shoulder. Chloe's heart broke. She hated it when Beca got upset. Chloe wanted nothing more than to make Beca happy and the one thing that would have made her happy, Chloe couldn't do.

"It's not that I don't want to, babe," Chloe spoke. "I want to be with you openly just as much as you do but as soon as daddy finds out, he'll kill you and I'll never forgive myself. I won't be able to cope without you."

"I hate being a Mitchell..." Beca grumbled. "I just want to start over. Be a new person. Be free from all of this."

"Me, too, baby."

Beca raised her head and looked at the older woman. "Let's do it then."

"Do what?"

"Runaway together. We'll go somewhere where nobody can find us. We'll change our identity and start a brand new life. No one will ever be the wiser."

"Becs,"

"Chlo," Beca took Chloe's hands and held them to her chest. "I can't live like this for the rest of my life. I want to be with you like normal people and the only way we're going to get that is if our dads settle their differences or if they die and their entire gang dies with them and we both know that the chance of either of those things happening is pretty much impossible."