"Can you reach into the glovebox for me?" Beca nodded as she immediately reached into the glovebox to find a handgun. "And this is for what?" Beca asked with a smirk as she waved it around. Jason turned his head to scowl at Beca's actions. "Ok first of all don't be waving guns around in my truck and secondly," Jason quickly snatched the gun from Beca and put it in between his own lap. "you will know when the time comes for us to use it, well mostly me anyways. Look kid, my parents are well known around this kind of business, so no one is gonna fuck with us. If they do they suffer the major consequences. Now when we hit this checkpoint we're gonna run into two people." Beca sighed in annoyance as she crossed her arms in boredom. "Two people who also have guns on them. I'll do the talking and all you have to do is load the product into their truck. Luckily for your first night we don't have a lot to give them." Beca rolled her eyes as they ended up on a lone dirt road. As far as Beca's eyes could see there was another truck, without their headlights on. "There they are, remember load the truck and definitely no talking." Jason rolled the truck in right beside them, turning the engine off as they both hopped out. Jason making sure he put the gun tucked behind into his jeans before they got out. "Hey daddy's boy, who's your little friend there? She looks new." Jason rolled his eyes as he walked in front of the two men. Beca didn't waste any time in grabbing some of the boxes and walking towards the strange men's truck. "Does it matter who she is? We got your boss our top product, that's what should matter most to you." Beca only caught a few glimpses at the men as she loaded the truck one by one. One man was shorter than the other, but they seemed to dress the same. They didn't look the same though, one had scars on his face and one of them had tattoos covered on his neck. The taller tattooed man laughed as he nodded nonchalantly. "Always down to business with you blossoms huh?" When Jason didn't answer the shorter man decided to speak up. "Is that all you got for us? We told your old man we needed more than that." Jason scoffed as Beca put the last box in their truck, looking at their backs. "You'll get more when your boss decides to pay us more than a few lousy bucks. He knows we're not cheap." The shorter man seemed to grow stiff with anger. "When we say we want more, we mean we want more. So why don't you and the short bitch go get us what we asked for and maybe we won't have any accidents along the way?" Jason rolled his eyes at the men in front of him. "Pay up and we will, but as soon as that happens this is all you're getting." For a few seconds the two men had a stare down with the burly red head, until one of them decided to slowly reach behind their backs. Beca's eyes widened as she saw the taller man reach for his gun, she quickly looked around the back of their truck and found a heavy crowbar. Before she even reached the smaller man Jason already pulled out his gun and shot the taller man right between his eyes, making him fall onto the dirt road instantly. "You fucking son of a-!" Beca grunted as she hit the other man with the crowbar behind his head quickly. She kept hitting him repeatedly until he stopped moving on the ground completely. Beca drew in harsh breaths into her chest as she dropped the bloody crowbar onto the dirt floor. Jason smirked at her as he put his gun back into his jeans and walked calmly to his truck. "Get in the truck, I'll clean up." As soon as she got into the truck, she watched as Jason pulled out leather gloves from his pockets. He continued to drag the men's bodies into their own truck and seated them next to each other. He then walked over to the back of his own truck and grabbed the gasoline canister he brought along with him. Jason doused the truck with gasoline as he lit the truck on fire, he stood there for awhile just watching them burn. Beca watched him curiously as he took off his gloves and threw it on top of the flames. Jason eventually went back inside the truck with a bloody Beca right beside him. "You did good kid, not a lot of employees know what to do when shit goes down like that. My parents well definitely be pleased with the both of us that's for sure." Beca huffed as she put her seatbelt on and they left the scene together. "How? The product was still on that truck, you just burnt your own parents money." Jason laughed loudly as they went back the way they came. "My parents knew these guys were sketchy from the first meeting with them. The product is nothing but old flour from our bakery shop. All of this was just a set up to send their boss a message, nothing more nothing less." Beca scoffed out a laugh as she looked down at her clothes, full of blood. "I'm definitely gonna need to burn these clothes, I can't go back to my house like this." Jason nodded as he pushed his hair back nonchalantly. "I'm sure we have some clothes that might fit you back at the barn. When you do go back, tell my sister I miss her will ya?" Beca rolled her eyes as she huffed out a whatever to him, making him smile.
"So are we done yet? Talking about feelings was never my forte Miss Beale." Chloe sighed heavily as she set her notepad down on the coffee table beside her. "I guess there is always tomorrow, but could I ask you one last question?" Cheryl huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest in defiance. "I don't think I have a choice in my answer, but since my entertainment is coming back any minute now it wouldn't hurt." Chloe cleared her throat of jealousy as she took in a deep breath. "It seems that Beca and yourself have gotten close, do you know why that is?" Cheryl rolled her eyes as she looked at her painted red nails in boredom. "Because I'm drop dead gorgeous and she would have to be blind not to see what's clearly going to be the best thing in her life right in front of her?" Chloe wanted nothing more than to give this know it all rich snob of a girl a huge reality check, but if she wanted to help Beca then she needed to keep her own self in check. "Beca has two different sides of her, don't you agree?" Cheryl huffed as she crossed her arms against her chest in boredom. "If you mean she got better and finally got the stick out of her ass, then yes. I'm sorry but isn't this session supposed to be all about me? I mean clearly you have your own deep rooted issues if you can't even focus on what's really important here." Chloe sighed as she set her notepad and pen aside to look at Cheryl directly. "Beca has borderline personality disorder, which basically means the person that got the stick out of their ass isn't really Beca, not fully anyways. They're the part of Beca that protects her from the memories she never wants to face on her own. So I guess you could say this conversation about Beca is really all about you." Cheryl looked at Chloe like she grew a second head but allowed her to continue as her curiosity grew. "This other personality of Beca's doesn't care about you Cheryl, not even in the slightest. So my suggestion would for you to go back to your home, with your parents and brother. Being here is not going to resolve things with your parents. No matter how hard you try to push yourself away from them, they're always going to be near you whether you like it or not. Contrary upon popular belief they do care about you, they just have a funny way of showing it." Cheryl said nothing for awhile until she decided she was ready to speak. "No wonder they hired you and not some other dimwit, you know your shit Miss Beale. You didn't really come here to help me did you? You came for her." Chloe nodded in silence as Cheryl huffed out a laugh. "Well she is crazier than I am so that's a relief to know. Just know I will be leaving tonight anyways, I miss my room and my brother. As for my parents they can rot in hell." With that last sentence Cheryl walked upstairs to pack her things and called for a ride back to her estate, it was only a matter of time anyways before her parents dragged her back to them. Chloe sighed in relief, but her brief moment of peace was interrupted by a loud door slam coming from the front of the house. Chloe snapped her neck to see Beca in a completely different outfit than she left in. "Beca? Are you okay?" Beca ignored her as she went straight towards the kitchen. Chloe immediately followed her as she made sure no one was around before doing so. Chloe just got to the kitchen as she watched Beca swallow down a whole bottle of water before turning around to face the red head. "Oh you're still here I see? Good to know. I could use a session since my other favorite red head will be leaving me soon." Chloe's face grew in shock as Beca smirked at her. "Oh come on, we both know why I recommend you to Cheryl and it's definitely not to help her. I know she wants to leave anyways, I mean besides all the fucking we did she had a good time and so did I so why spoil it with a proper goodbye? I've always hated those extra semantics." Beca slowly inched her way closer to Chloe as her eyes grew darker with each step, making Chloe feel a bit on the uneasy side. "You and I though? We're never gonna have to say those words to each other, because you came here to help me, didn't you?" Beca made a pouty face as she trapped Chloe between the kitchen counter which was digging into her back side as Beca put each of her hands on both sides of Chloe's body. Beca took a deep breath as she looked into Chloe's bright blue eyes, her own dark eyes darting back and forth between Chloe's lips. "I can't blame you for wanting too, so many have tried so many have failed. I would be another notch in your books now wouldn't I red? Now that, would be a story to tell. One thing though that I just can't seem to wrap my head around is how you fell for this weak side of her. I mean come on doc, I'm easy on the eyes that's for sure but her? I can't believe I'm saying this but, I'm kind of jealous you chose her instead of me. I was here all along and you just never saw me. Huh...what a shame blondie didn't think to tell you about me. We could have gotten to know each other a lot sooner." Chloe's eyes grew in confusion as Beca chuckled as her obvious lack of knowing. "Oh she never told you about us? Figures, she was always cautious around her colleagues, but let me tell you we had some real good fun back in the old looney bin." Chloe gasped as she pushed Beca away from her roughly, making Beca laugh manically. "Guess we all have some dirty secrets now don't we? Don't worry though Beca never knew about her and Miss Posen, I fucked her one time and then Beca had the control all over again. It feels so good to be out." Chloe's chest heaved in utter disbelief as Beca tilted her head at Chloe in curiosity. "What? Feeling betrayed all of a sudden? I wonder if that's how Beca felt when you rejected her? I should be thanking you though, you did a number on her and I just happened to be there to protect her once again. Hell she doesn't even want to know what I get up to on my free time anymore. It's like she's barely here." Beca licked her lips as she saw Chloe start to lose her own sanity a bit. "So I don't want to damper your mood or anything, but I have an early morning tomorrow and I can't miss work. You know what? This was a really good session, we should have more of these later. Night night red." Beca passed Chloe with a satisfied smile on her face as she headed towards her own bedroom for some much needed sleep.
Author's note: holy shit it's been awhile, well here ya go. Xoxo gossip bitch.