A/N: Still don't own Pitch Perfect.
There was originally supposed to be another chapter between chapters 2 and 3. This little gem is all I managed to write for it. Timeline wise, this would be 2 months after chapter 2.

Snapshots of the long way 'round
Disconnect

I know it's probably not entirely healthy, but I can't help that feeling of sad excitement as I scroll to His name in my phone contacts. It doesn't make me happy, not really, but talking to His voicemail lets me pretend for a moment that I'm actually talking to Him. That He is just working late and will be home soon.
I hit "call" and settle into the familiar routine: One ring, then a quiet click and…

"We're sorry; you have dialled a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error, please check the number and try your call again."

"No…" The phone drops from my numb fingers. I feel dizzy and throw my arm out trying to find a chair or table, anything to hold myself up on before my knees buckle. I find the wall but it's not enough to stop me collapsing, like a puppet with her strings cut. All I can do is curl myself into a ball and whimper in the darkness.