Summary- They met during the auditions for the Bellas', it started off with a song. Now here they are one is slowly breaking, while the other strives to be perfect. Can Beca save them both? TripleTreble Beca/Aubrey/Stacie. Trigger warning mentions of self harm and hate throughout the story.

Disclaimer- I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of the characters. I also do not own the song 'Stitches' by Shawn Mendes.




Aubrey sat down in her seat during practice, watching the other girls practice the routine. She couldn't control it when her eyes traveled to Beca and Stacie a few times. They both sang to her heart, or at least that's how it seemed as anytime she looked at them their eyes were piercing into her own. Suddenly thoughts of how they first met appeared in her mind.

The first time that they had met was during auditions, Stacie had walked up onto the stage and Aubrey's breath just vanished from her lungs. It was after auditions had ended when she truly met Beca.

"Wait! There's one more!" Aubrey's best friend and co-captain had said before the Alt girl from the activities fair walked up.

"Um, may I?" the brunette had asked pointing at the yellow cup on their desk.

When Chloe had nodded and Beca had grabbed the cup, dumping the pens out onto the desk. Aubrey had given her best friend a strange look. After the performance they said goodbye and promised to get back to the brunette as soon as they decided.

However a week later all of the girls that were going to be in the Bellas' were kidnapped by Chloe and Aubrey, after they had finished everything with the girls and their promise they went to the party.

The blonde is broken out of her thoughts when bare long legs enter her view, slowly her eyes travel up to the hot pink short shorts, to the tight yet loose tank top, and finally resting on the face of one Stacie Conrad.

"What did you think captain?" the tall Brunette asks tilting her head to the side.

Aubrey flinches at first before looking up at Stacie. "You need to work on your turns, they are getting too sloppy." She snaps on accident before her eyes widen. "Stace, I didn-"

"No, it's okay. I get it." Stacie whispers before walking over to the bleachers and grabbing her bags, holding back her tears she quickly leaves.

And that is when Beca knew she had two women that she needed to fix.