Chapter Two

Beca and Chloe were in bed the next morning with a thin sheet covering them. Beca woke up first and placed an arm over Chloe's waist; pulling her further into her body.

Chloe smiled and placed her hand over Beca's. "Mmm, morning."

"Last night was amazing." Beca placed a kiss on Chloe's neck.

Chloe turned around in Beca's arms. "This morning can be amazing too."

As the two began to kiss, the door opened and Amy sauntered in. "Hey, aca-bitches."

Chloe sighed and pulled away from her girlfriend. "Hey, Amy."

Beca tightened the bed sheets around her naked chest, irritated by the interruption. "I thought you were spending the night with Cynthia Rose."

"Yeah, the night. It's morning now. You don't have to cease and desist the sucking of each other's faces. I can tune out pretty much anything."

"Dude, no, we're stopping. Can you give us a moment to get decent?" Beca asked.

Amy covered her face with her hands. "Okay, go ahead."

Beca threw a pillow at the blonde and Chloe laughed. "It's not like she hasn't seen us naked before."

"Yeah, and that one time caused me to give up sex for a week out of fear of her walking in on us again."

There was a knock on the door and Amy opened the door. "Aubrey, hey, wanna join the party?" Amy opened the door further so Aubrey could see inside.

Aubrey looked at Beca and Chloe and shook her head. "Do you two know what each other looks like vertically?"

Beca rolled her eyes. "Amy!"

"Okay, okay." Amy guided Aubrey out of the room so the two could get dressed.

When they were decent, Chloe opened the door and saw Amy listening to Aubrey with wide eyes. "What's wrong?"

Aubrey looked at Chloe. "Scooter was found dead near the pool."

Beca moved over to the door. "The High Note?"

Aubrey nodded. "Stabbed to death just like Tommy and Justin."

Chloe looked at Beca. "All related to a cappella. I told you, Beca. Someone's after a cappella people."

"It's probably just a coincidence," Beca insisted.

"It's not," Chloe said. "Someone's after us."

Aubrey pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. "I'm holding an emergency Bellas' meeting. If there is a psycho killing aca-people, we need to come up with a plan to stay safe."

The Bellas were all in the gym talking about the latest murder and the person now being known as the Barden Killer. Chloe had told them her theory and everyone seemed to be in agreement with what she thought. Beca still thought it was silly but she had been overruled on this one.

"We were all there last night," Denise said. "Anyone of us could've been murdered."

"Yeah," Stacie agreed. "The killer was near us. What if we talked to him... or her?"

"Oh my god, what if one of us is next?" Cynthia Rose asked.

Amy looked at Cynthia Rose and then Stacie. "There's a big chance you two could be next."

Cynthia Rose's eyes widened and Stacie scoffed. "What do you mean by that?" Cynthia Rose asked.

"It's no secret that black people and sluts are one of the first to die."

Everyone muttered their agreement at this.

Stacie rolled her eyes. "That's ridiculous. If that's the case, Beca and Chloe will be high on that list."

Amy shook her head. "No, they're slutty together. You're slutty in general. If Chloe's on the list, it'll be for being a ginger."

Chloe's mouth fell open but before she could protest, Aubrey began to speak.

"Guys focus! We need to set up guidelines."

"What kind of guidelines?" Stacie asked.

We need a buddy system so that we're never alone, always have your phone on you in case of an emergency, no being off campus at night and no befriending new people because they can be the killer. Everyone understand?"

"Yeah, we get it," Stacie said. "I can't believe they haven't shut down the campus."

"They've increased security," Ashley said.

Amy rolled her eyes. "That does nothing to make me feel better. On the way here I saw a cop playing Angry Birds on his phone."

"I have to split," Stacie stood up. "I unfortunately have class."

Cynthia Rose stood up. "I'll walk with you."

Stacie sighed. "Fine, but no touching," she said as she headed towards the door.

"Totally a bad idea for them to be together in this buddy system thing. They've just doubled their chances of dying," Amy said.

"Amy this is serious," Jessica said. "How can you joke about it?"

"I am being serious. Those two are screwed." Amy was feeling scared but she always dealt with negative feelings by joking about them and that wasn't going to change now.

Denise stood up, grabbing her backpack. "I have class too. I'll see you girls later." Jessica and Ashley left with Denise.

"Those three are lucky no one notices them half the time. They might escape death." Amy stood up. "Anyway, I'm off. I need to pack a survival kit."

"I have the perfect thing for a survival kit," Lilly whispered before following Amy out of the gym.

"And then there were three," Beca said. "What are we doing?"

Chloe shrugged. "We can go back to the apartment and entertain ourselves with movies and alcohol."

"Drinking is a bad idea," Aubrey said. "We have to be aware at all times."

"Fine," Chloe stood up. "No alcohol... or maybe not as much alcohol." She pulled Beca up and linked their arms together. "Let's get out of here."

The girls were enjoying themselves playing cards games and drinking(lightly to appease Aubrey). They had put their worries about the murders and the Barden Killer aside for a few hours until Beca announced that she had to go.

"I have to get to the radio station." Beca stood up from the floor where she had been sitting around the coffee table with Aubrey and Chloe.

Chloe frowned and dropped her cards onto the table. "What about our buddy system?"

"I'll be there with Jesse and Luke." Beca bent down and kissed Chloe. "I'll come back over when I'm done."

Chloe grabbed Beca's arm to stop her from leaving and got up. "Can't you just callout?"

"I'll be fine," Beca promised. "I'll be back in three hours."

Chloe tightened her hold on Beca's arm. "It's not safe. I don't want you going."

"I'm not going to make a psycho killer turn me into a recluse."

Aubrey rolled her eyes. "You're like the poster child for recluse."

Beca glared at the blonde. "I'm going to work." She looked at Chloe. "I'll be fine. I'll text you constantly."

Chloe released her hold on her girlfriend. "Fine," she huffed.

Beca brushed a strand of hair from Chloe's face. "Don't be like that. I'll be safe. I'll even make Jesse walk me to the door."

Chloe still looked unsure about Beca going to work but she nodded her head. "Okay." She kissed Beca and gently nudged her towards the door. "Go before I make you stay."

Beca smiled, placing one last kiss on Chloe's lips before waving goodbye to Aubrey and leaving.

Beca entered the radio station and joined Jesse at the table where he was gathering up CDs to stack. "Hey."

Jesse stopped what he was doing and looked at Beca. "Hey, did you hear about-,"

"I did," Beca replied. "Aubrey already has guidelines for us. We're supposed to be doing buddy systems and whatnot. The whole thing has Chloe freaked out. She thinks the killer is after anyone having anything to do with a cappella.

"I'd see why she'd think that," Jesse said. "It can't be a coincidence."

Luke exited the booth and looked at Beca. "How do you feel about staying an extra hour tonight?"

"I can't." Beca knew Chloe would be pissed if she was out too late.

Luke shrugged. "All right, I just thought you'd want to play some of your mixes."

"I do," Beca said, quickly as she pulled out her cell phone. "I have to call my girlfriend first."

Luke raised an eyebrow. "You have to ask your girlfriend permission?"

Jesse laughed. "She's dating Chloe Beale."

"That perky redhead? Luke smiled. "I'd be whipped too if I was dating that."

Beca glared at her boss as she waited for Chloe to answer her phone. "No dirty thoughts about my girlfriend."

"Who's having dirty thoughts about me?" Chloe asked, amused.

"Luke. Hey, is it okay if I stay here a little later than planned?"

"Beca you said you'd be three hours and that's even pushing it."

"I know but Jesse will be with me. I just really want to play my mixes. I'll continue texting you like I've been doing."

Chloe sighed and it was a few seconds before she responded. "I swear if you go and get yourself killed, I'm going to be really upset with you."

Beca smiled. "That won't happen."

"I love you."

Beca turned her back to Luke. "I love you too." Once the call was over Beca looked at Luke who was smiling at her.

"That whole bad ass thing you had going on... demolished."

"I thought it was ruined anyways when you found out that I'm a Bella."

"That cracked it. Now it's just..." Luke made an explosion noise as he used his hands to demonstrate something exploding.

Beca smiled. "I'm okay with that."

Luke laughed. "I'm out of here. You two don't break anything." Luke walked out leaving Beca and Jesse alone.

"Any requests?" Beca asked as she walked into the booth.

Jesse smirked. "I'm really wanting to hear Barbie Girl."

Beca made a face. "Forget I asked." The brunette went into the booth and got to work.

Hours later Beca and Jesse were sitting in the booth talking about Beca's relationship with Chloe.

"She's amazing, Jesse. She gets me. She makes me happy and even though it scares me, I actually don't have the urge to run."

Jesse smiled, happy for his friend. "Is she the one?"

"It's too early to be planning a wedding but yeah, I think so. I mean, I can't really imagine ever wanting to be with anyone else. I definitely want a future with her. Now enough with this sentimental talk." Beca saw something move through the half opened blinds and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Jesse looked at the window.

Beca shook her head. "I'm seeing things."

Jesse stood up. "I better finish up out there and then we should call it a night."

Beca nodded in agreement and Jesse left the booth. The brunette picked up her phone and texted Chloe letting her know she'd be over soon. As she got ready to start up a new song the electricity went out, shutting everything off.

"What the hell." Beca unlocked her phone and turned on the flashlight feature that it had. She exited the booth and used the light from her phone to look for her friend. "Jesse?" She walked over to one of the shelves and peered behind it. When she didn't see anything, she moved to the next one. Not seeing any sign of the Treble, she began to head towards the door. Beca was almost gone when she heard a faint sound. She looked in the direction she thought the sound came from and hesitated for a moment before moving towards the area. The light from her phone wavered as her hand shook slightly. Taking a deep breath, she looked behind a stack of big boxes nearly dropping her phone when she saw Jesse on the floor. His forehead had a big gash on it and the blood had already spilled down to the side of his face. She dropped to her knees and placed two fingers on his neck, relieved to find a strong pulse "Jesse," she whispered out in panic. Beca heard something drop and cursed under her breath as she quickly shut off the light on her phone so she couldn't be easily located. She dialed 911 and placed the phone to her ear.

"Nine-one-one, what's your emergency?"

"The Barden Killer is here at the on-campus radio station." Beca whispered.

Beca heard a foot scuff on the floor and froze. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment to calm her nerves before shoving the phone into her pocket with the operator still on the phone. She stayed low as she felt her way around the station, cringing whenever she made even the tiniest of sounds. When she successfully found her way to the door, she quietly opened it and crept into the front office of the station. She saw the moonlight shining into the room and bolted for the door. As soon as she was outside, she spotted a parole car a few feet away and took off towards it. She banged on the window as she tried to open the passenger's side door but realized two things; the door was locked and the cop was dead, the slit across his throat being the giveaway there. "Ohmygod!" Beca turned around and didn't see anyone. No students, no professors, no psycho killers. She turned back around to the car deciding to test the driver's door but jumped when she saw someone in a black cloak and white mask resembling the Scream killer costume standing on the opposite side of the car.

She stood still with wide eyes and her mouth agape as she willed her legs to move. The masked killer slowly raised their hand and waved to her. This action sent Beca running back towards the radio station. She could hear the heavy steps behind her and before she could reach the station, she was being tackled to the ground.

Beca let out a scream and threw her elbow back, connecting with the face of the killer. She scrambled back up but before she could run, a hand was around her ankle and she was being yanked back onto the cold grass.

The Barden Killer punched Beca across the face as she struggled and straddled her, raising a knife above their head. Beca knew people always said that they saw their life flash before their eyes when death was among them but all she could think about was Chloe and the future they were about to lose with each other. Oh, and the fact that a knife was about to impale her was definitely at the forefront of her mind.

Beca let out a scream and closed her eyes as she saw the knife making its decent but all she felt was the weight of the killer lift from her body. She opened her eyes and saw Jesse rolling around on the ground with the killer. The masked killer managed to gain the upper hand and he brought his knife down towards Jesse's head but the boy turned his head away, missing the blow of the knife.

Sirens could be heard approaching them and the killer got up and took off running.

Beca quickly went over to Jesse who was pushing himself up from the ground. "Are you okay?" She placed a hand on his back as she looked him over.

Jesse simply nodded but the act made him groan as he felt his head throb.

As Beca helped him up, she heard the crunching of grass as someone approached them. She quickly looked around and saw Benji walking their way.

"Jesse? Beca?" Benji ran up to them. "What happened?" He looked at Jesse with wide eyes.

"The Barden Killer decided to play handball with my face."

Benji threw Jesse's arm around his shoulders to keep him up. He looked at Beca who seemed to not have any injuries.

"What are you doing out here?" Beca asked as she took in Benji's split lip.

"Jesse asked if I'd come here after my class so that we could walk you to your dorm and then we'd walk back to ours together."

"What happened to your lip?" Beca asked, suspiciously.

Benji touched the cut on the side of his lip. "Magic act gone wrong," he said, sheepishly.

"The way you came... did you see anyone? That's where the Barden Killer took off."

Benji shook his head. "I didn't see anyone." He gestured to Beca's face. "Are you okay? It looks like you have a bruise forming."

Beca decided her suspicion of Benji was misguided. He was probably the nicest guy on campus and he literally couldn't even hurt a fly without feeling bad. "Yeah, I'm fine." Beca looked at Jesse, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you."

"I just didn't want to put up with an outraged Chloe if I let anything happen to you," Jesse joked through a wince as his head continued to let him know that it had been hit with the handle of a knife.

"I'm going to hear the biggest I told you so from her," Beca said as police cars began to surround them.