Chapter Three

Beca was sitting in the living room of Chloe and Aubrey's apartment with the other Bellas. She had gone there after talking to the police and making sure Jesse would be all right. He had opted out of getting stitches, instead having an EMT slap a bandage over the cut on his forehead. He was now back at his dorm with Benji.

"And you're sure it wasn't Benji?" Aubrey asked.

Beca had told them everything that had happened and now suspicion was on the magician. "I'm sure. I thought it for a moment but that was just me being cautious. We all know Benji. He wouldn't hurt anyone."

"Its always the quiet ones," Amy said. "You can't trust them." The blonde tilted her head towards Lily. "I'm just saying."

"What about Luke?" Jessica asked. "He left didn't he? He could've been the one."

Stacie shook her head. "That hot piece of man candy is not a killer."

Beca rolled her eyes. "Good deduction-ing skills. I see your lifespan isn't in any danger. I agree, though, on it not being Luke. What would his motive even be?"

No one responded.

"Exactly." Beca stood up from the couch. "I'm tired. I'm gonna call it a night."

"They already sent out an email that they're canceling classes until further notice," Jessica said as she looked over the email on her phone. "I'm gonna go ahead and head home. It's too creepy to stick around here."

Ashley and Denise voiced their agreement.

"I know some of you live far so feel free to join me. There's more than enough room at my parents' house."

"I'm in," Stacie said. "There's no way I'm staying here."

"I want to stay and see who else dies," Lily whispered.

Cynthia Rose shook her head. "You don't have to tell me twice. I'm out of here."

"Let's get our things together," Aubrey said. "This will make for a great Bella bonding experience."

Beca sighed. "You would label running from a crazed killer as a bonding experience." She followed Chloe into her bedroom. "So go ahead and say it."

Chloe turned to look at her girlfriend. "Say what?"

"I told you so. I'm sure you've been dying to."

Chloe pulled Beca to her by her shirt and placed a kiss on her lips. "I'm more concerned about you almost dying then rubbing it in your face that I was right... but I did tell you so. Maybe the next time I say there's a psychopath after a capella people you'll listen to me. Come on, help me pack so we can go to your dorm to get your things. I'm so over this campus right now."


A few days later, the police insisted that they had captured the Barden Killer. Not much had been released about the story yet but apparently one of the campus janitors was being held without bail under suspicion of being the killer. Classes had started up again and the Bellas were back to their normal routine.

"We have an event coming up." Aubrey was standing before the Bellas in the auditorium. "Who wants to solo?"

Amy raised her hand. "Obvious choice. Why do you even bother asking?"

Aubrey folded her arms across her chest. "Whenever I let you solo, you rip your clothes off. It sends out the wrong message."

"I can't help it. When I'm on stage kicking ass during my solo, I feel like a sexy beast that needs to be un-caged."

"Well then you need to try harder to tone that down. Until then, Beca you're solo-ing."

The DJ looked at Amy. "Sorry."

Amy shrugged. "You won't be as aca-mazing as me but you're not a bad choice."

"Great. That's the end of rehearsals. We'll work on our number for the event tomorrow. Any questions?"

"Is anyone going to that sorority party tonight?" Stacie asked. "All Bellas were invited."

Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Anyone have questions related to the Bellas?"

Stacie frowned. "That was related to the Bellas. So is anyone going?"

"I'll be there. Those frat boys love me," Amy stated.

"I need fun in my life after this past week," Cynthia Rose added. "I'll definitely be there."

"Count me out," Beca responded. She hated parties. It was really just a bunch of people making fools out of themselves.

Chloe placed her hand on Beca's thigh. "You're going."

Beca made a face of defiance. "I'm not."

Chloe leaned over and nipped at Beca's earlobe while squeezing the brunette's thigh. "It'll be fun."

Beca let out a breath. "Okay, I guess I'm going."

Amy laughed at how quickly Beca's resolve had been demolished by Chloe. "DJ bad ass extraordinaire is really DJ pussy-whipped."

Beca glared at her friend and opened her mouth to deliver a retort but anything she was about to say was interrupted by Chloe's hand traveling further up her thigh.

"Are we meeting up at the party or getting together beforehand?"

"We'll just meet at the party," Stacie said.

Cynthia Rose clapped her hands together. "I can't wait. Music and alcohol, yes please."

"Right? I've been dying for a good night out," Stacie said.

The Bellas gathered their things and made their way out of the auditorium, excited to have plans for the night.


Beca was standing in the corner nursing a cup of beer that she was holding just to put on the appearance of being a good partygoer. Chloe had gone off to dance with Aubrey leaving Beca to entertain herself.

Jesse approached the brunette with a drink of his own. "You look like you're having a lot of fun."

Beca pointed to her blank expression. "This is my "time of my life" face."

"Where's Chloe?" Jesse asked.

Beca sighed. "With Aubrey."

Jesse feigned surprise. "What? She left the anti-social to fend for herself at a social event?"

Beca glared at the boy. "I'm not anti-social."

Chloe approached the two, placing a kiss on Beca's cheek. "Miss me?"

"She's being miserable," Jesse grinned. "I'll leave you two lovebirds to it."

Chloe pulled Beca to her. "Why are you being miserable?"

"You make me come to this party and then you disappear with Aubrey leaving me to stand here like a geek that no one likes," Beca all but stomped her foot.

"I thought you were hanging with Amy," Chloe said, apologetically as she moved her lips to Beca's neck. "I'm sorry." She placed a kiss on Beca's neck. "Forgive me?"

Beca shrugged. "I guess."

Chloe grinned and pulled away from her girlfriend, taking her hand and dragging her to the nearest bathroom. She locked the door and turned to face Beca.

"What are you doing?" Beca asked.

Chloe took Beca's beer from her and set it on the tank of the toilet before pushing the girl towards the sink. "I thought I could make your party experience more enjoyable." Chloe moved her hand up Beca's shirt. "Unless you don't want to..."

"I definitely want to," Beca said before kissing Chloe.

The kiss quickly deepened and Chloe eventually found herself sitting on the bathroom counter as Beca sucked at her pulse point. Chloe moved her hands to Beca's jeans and undid them. Just as she was about to shove her hand down her girlfriend's jeans, someone knocked on the door.

Beca moved her lips to Chloe's ear. "Ignore it," she sucked at the redhead's earlobe and began to rub Chloe through her jeans.

"Fuck, don't tease," Chloe begged.

The knock came again and Beca rolled her eyes. "Find another bathroom." She kissed Chloe again and moved her hands back down to the button on her girlfriend's jeans.

The person knocked again and Beca let out a frustrated sigh. She redid the button on her jeans and Chloe got down from the counter.

"This is why I hate people," Beca stated as she turned to open the door. She jumped slightly when she saw a cloaked figure standing before her with a white mask on. She shook her head and looked at the person with disgust. "Dude, what the hell? That's not even funny." Beca took Chloe's hand and pushed past the cloaked figure.

"How has no one kicked that guy out?" Chloe asked as they rejoined the party. Beca noticed a few people looking at their phones with concern. "What's going on?"

Aubrey approached her two friends. "Guys, we just received a campus alert message. The janitor was released. His alibi during the murders checked out."

Chloe's eyes widened. "That means-,"

"Yeah," Aubrey nodded.

"Ohmygod," Chloe rushed out. "That cloaked guy we just saw, Beca... that could've really been the killer."

Aubrey frowned. "What? You saw the killer? We have to get out of here."

"We have to tell the other a cappella groups," Chloe said.

"Hey, look whose decided to join us lowly people," Jesse approached the girls with Bumper by his side.

Aubrey looked at the ex-Treblemaker. "I thought you were on tour in Europe or something."

"I'm back... obviously. I wanted to come here and see how things were holding up without my awesomeness around. "I leave in two days for L.A. I'm a busy man." Bumper spotted a familiar face. "Hey, Alison. Remember when I asked you out and you said no? Bet you wish you would've said yes now." Bumper walked off leaving the girls to talk to Jesse.

"We need to go," Beca said to Jesse.

"What? Why?" Jesse asked. "Because of the campus alert? I doubt anything will happen here in a house full of people."

"We saw someone in a cloak and mask," Chloe stated.

Jesse's posture immediately went from relaxed to tense. "Are you serious? Where?"

"In this house," Beca said. "I don't know how he got in here but he's definitely here."

"He?" Jesse asked.

"Or she, whatever," Beca said. "I'm not worried about pronouns right now. I'm worried about not being massacred.

"Where are the other Trebles?" Aubrey asked.

"Around," Jesse answered. "And Benji's at the dorm. He didn't want to come out tonight. He had a paper to work on."

"It's a Friday night. He has all weekend to worry about a paper," Chloe pointed out. "Are you sure that's what he's doing?"

"He showed up at the station too just after you guys were attacked," Aubrey added.

Jesse looked taken aback. "You don't think it's him do you? Benji isn't like that. Stop grasping at straws. If it was him, I'd be dead by now."

"That's true," Chloe said. "Okay, let's just gather everyone and get out of here."

"Will it be safe leaving here?" Jesse asked. "Their are a lot of witnesses here. The killer wouldn't try anything."

Beca looked around. "It could seriously be anyone in here."

"Beca's right," Aubrey said. "I don't feel safe here."

"All right, then let's go," Jesse said.


The Trebles and Bellas were standing outside doing a headcount to make sure everyone was with them.

"We're missing Lily and Donald," Unicycle said.

Amy thought for a moment. "I saw them come out here a few minutes ago. Maybe they went back to campus."

Beca ran a hand through her hair. This whole thing was stressful. "Try calling them."

Jesse tried calling his friend but didn't get an answer. "Nothing."

"Lily's not answering either," Jessica said.

Stacie looked at the blonde. "Maybe you just didn't hear her answer."

"No, she definitely didn't answer."

"We should call the police," Denise said.

"And tell them what?" Jesse asked. "We saw someone in a mask and cloak?"

"He's right," Cynthia Rose said. "They won't think much of that."

"Let's just find Lily and Donald so we can get the hell out of here," Stacie said.

"Let's split up. We'll find them faster," Unicycle suggested.

The a cappella groups split up and went on their search of their friends. No one spotted the blood trail on the ground leading to the back of the house.


Amy and Denise had stayed at the house to search all the rooms but didn't find their friends anywhere.

"What now?" Denise asked.

"Let's go join the others on campus," Amy said as they left the house. She had stated that it was a bad idea to split up but did anyone listen to her? Of course not. Amy got into Denise's car. "We never had to deal with things like this in Tasmania. If someone had a problem with another person, they challenged them to a crocodile wresting duel and called it a day. Well are you going to start the car?" Amy asked when Denise simply sat in her chair. She turned her head to look at her friend and saw that blood was slipping from her mouth. She looked down and saw a knife had been pushed through the chair and into Denise's stomach.

Amy didn't even bother looking in the backseat of the car. It was obvious that the killer was in there. She flung open the car door and quickly got out. She thought about running back towards the house but saw that the masked man, who had now exited the car, was between her and her safe haven. She knew she had no choice but to run towards campus.

Amy took off running and after a few seconds, despite her knowing better, stole a glance behind her. She saw that the killer was walking quickly behind her. "Shit!" The blonde picked up the pace. She was grateful the house wasn't far from campus and hoped she'd be able to make it there. "I should've done more cardio!" The blonde pulled her phone from it's location in her bra as she continued to run. Her initial purpose was to call for help but when she heard the sounds of feet hitting pavement, she realized the Barden Killer was no longer walking behind her, but running. She looked behind her and tossed her phone at the masked man's face. Hey, it was her only defense.

The cloaked figure stopped running and bent down to pick up the phone. The killer went to the contact list and scrolled through it.

Amy didn't stop running until she reached the campus. When she looked behind her, she realized that she wasn't being followed. Knowing better than to believe she was out of harm's way, she quickly continued to make her way to her dorm building.