Stage 2 [Pitch Perfect/Jesse x Beca Fanfic] COMPLETE :)

Chapter 12

*Rheed's POV*

I stagger into my car, blood dripping from a cut in my eye.

Freaking Jesse.

Don't get me wrong, I'll have my revenge.

In time.

Sighing, I twist the key in the ignition and head back to campus.

**

Still slowly staggering, I make my way toward my dorm, when I see Beca sitting against my door.

Shit.

I quickly spin around.

"Rheed?"

Dammit.

Again, so close.

I don't turn around.

"Rheed? It's me, Beca?" She walks towards me.

I slowly turn around and face her.

Her face rapidly changes from delight to a mixture of shock and concern.

"Don't ask." I say quickly.

"No I think I'm gonna...did someone glass you at the bar?"

"Yeah, sure." I say, trying to push past her.

She furrows her eyebrows. "Really?"

I shake my head. "Look, you don't wanna know."

"For goodness sake Rheed, just tell me!" She shouts.

"Fine." I say crouching down so our heads are level. "You wanna know who did this to me? How about you press speed dial 1? Yep that's right, it was Jesse. Your precious boyfriend, who punches like a girl by the way, hit me just because I sang a song by fucking Passenger!"

"J-Jesse did this?" She whispers.

"Who else would it be?" I say pushing past her. I then head straight to my room without looking back.

**

*Beca's POV*

It's been 3 weeks since Stacie and Jesse, well did what they did.

Rheed apologised for his yelling but he didn't have to really. What Jesse did was inexcusable.

But he's still avoiding me and I'm almost sure it's because she still likes me and feels awkward hanging around with me with happened between Jesse and I.

So the answer, I hear you ask?

Alcohol.

It doesn't take long to drink till I'm drunk and I find myself surfing the web looking at old movie screenings at town hall.

Tonight happens to be the breakfast club.

And of course drunk Beca thinks that's a swell idea so I decide to stagger down to tall hall to watch the movie which really brought Jesse and I together.

**

Amazingly, I made it to town hall safely and managed to watch the movie without causing any disruptions.

By the time I leave the alcohol seems to be wearing off but I'm still a little tipsy.

But of course my sense of direction AND judgment is lacking and I find myself entering the closest bar.

I can hear live music playing when I enter and the crowd really seems to be involved.

I order a beer and join the back of the crowd.

*Rheed's POV*

"It's been a real privilege playing tonight so thanks!"

The mostly smashed crowd roars.

"So this is my final song, I think you guys know this one."

I begin to strum the guitar.

(A/N the ho hey bits are done by the crowd)

(Ho!)

(Hey!)

(Ho!)

(Hey!)

Rheed: (Ho!) I've been trying to do it right

(Hey!) I've been living a lonely life

(Ho!) I've been sleeping here instead

(Hey!) I've been sleeping in my bed,

(Ho!) I've been sleeping in my bed

(Hey!)

(Ho!)

(Ho!) So show me family

(Hey!) All the blood that I would bleed

(Ho!) I don't know where I belong

(Hey!) I don't know where I went wrong

(Ho!) But I can write a song

(Hey!)

1, 2, 3

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet

(Ho!)

(Hey!)

(Ho!)

I catch Beca's eyes at that point. I don't even know why the hell she's here but I have to sing to her now.

Rheed: (Ho!) I don't think you're right for him

(Hey!) Look at what it might have been if you

(Ho!) Took a bus to China Town

(Hey!) I'd be standing on Canal

(Ho!) And Bowery

(Hey!)

(Ho!) And she'd be standing next to me

(Hey!)

1, 2, 3

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart

Love - we need it now

Let's hope for some

So, we're bleeding out

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet

(Ho!)

(Hey!)

(Ho!)

Rheed: Last one

(Hey!)

The crowd erupts into applause and I'm beaming. That was the best I've sung in a long time!

I catch Beca's eye and points to the door.

I lift my hands and signal that I'll be out in 5.

Then a girl asked for a photo with me.

Then one photo turned into twenty and I finally manage to escape outside.

I find Beca leaning against a wall.

"Hey." I say.

"Hey."

"Regular gig now?" She asks.

"Yeah they love me." I laugh. "So uh, you wanted to talk?"

"Oh yeah, I just want to say thanks."

"Thanks?"

"Yeah that song, it helped me realise who I want to be with."

Then she kisses me.