Hey, guys. It has been great writing this story, I've been working on it for a while and I really appreciate how many people were patient through this, especially since it took me almost three years to make it. I hope you enjoyed the story and hopefully I can write up something else for you to enjoy. I don't own any of the lyrics, they are all from various artists mixed together for the Pitch Perfect final. I own none of the music. Or Pitch Perfect. Obviously.

Also, I just wanted to send a quick reminder that cutting is never the answer to your problems. If you are struggling with cutting or depression or any mental illness, please know that help is out there. I wanted to convey in this story that cutting doesn't solve your problems, but there is hope. I hope if anyone out there is struggling, you can contact someone for help. You can get better from cutting, it may seem hopeless at first to quit but it isn't. It's completely possible. Please stay strong everyone.

Chapter Nineteen-

"Are you ready for this?" Beca whispered to Chloe backstage.

"For sure." Chloe smiled and kissed Beca on the cheek.

"I'm kind of nervous." Beca admitted.

"Don't be. You're kinda amazing and trust me, I know true genius when I see it." Chloe told her.

"Okay, you guys are being gross and we need to perform, okay?" Aubrey said walking past them.

"Sing on three?" Chloe asked, motioning the girls to circle up.

"One, two, three, ah!" The girls sang in perfect synch.

"Let's do this!" Beca exclaimed and followed the rest of the girls out. They waited, anxiously, until the heard the first note.

Seems like everybody's got a price

I wonder how they sleep at night

When the sale comes first and the truth comes second

Just stop for a minute and smile

Everybody look to the left

Everybody look to the right

Can you feel that yeah

We're paying with love tonight

Beca was preparing for her part emotionally in her head. She had been inspired by watching The Breakfast Club to do the song from the movie. She also wanted to give a shout out to Jesse, who had continued to be a huge part of her recovery process and was a great friend.

Beca watched intently as the other girls performed, feeling such a strong amount of pride for them. They had picked this up quickly and were doing a phenomenal job. She was so focused on the girls she almost missed her entrance.

Hey Hey Hey Hey Won't you come see about me

I'll be alone dancing you know it baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts

Giving me everything inside and out

Don't you forget about me

As you walk on by

Will you call my name

As you walk on by

Will you call my name

Beca nearly burst out laughing when she saw Jesse put his fist up in the air, acting like he was John Bender. He was a huge dork, but a great friend.

Beca finished up performing with the rest of the Bella's, feeling truly alive. This is what she had been looking for, but she was looking in the wrong place. She couldn't find friendship, love, or affection so she tried to find it through cutting. But cutting was only keeping her more alienated from what she truly wanted. She wanted to feel love, feel like she belonged. And this stupid, dorky singing club was exactly what she had needed.

Tonight

I will love love you tonight

Give me everything tonight

For all we know

We might not get tomorrow

Let's do it tonight

"Are you okay?"

Beca looked up, surprised. She hadn't even noticed that she was crying.

"I'm fine, Chloe." Beca nodded, pulling her into a hug. "I'm fine. For real this time."

Chloe squeezed back and they walked off together to wait for the announcement of who won. At the moment, Beca didn't even really care if they won. She felt happy, truly happy, and she was so glad to just be alive.

There was nothing hiding behind her smile. The joy she was showing was all real.