Author's Note : Hi guys! Sorry for the late update! Hope you enjoy the story!
-Flashback-
The 32-year-old woman felt that she had enough drinks and would call it a night. Before she heads out from the club, she need to make sure she doesn't look a crazy woman. Chloe knew that the way she danced to the music that the club's DJ had played would have left her with unkept hair and smudged make-up at least. The DJ was playing all her jams. She has the DJ to blame for that. As she pushed the toilet, she was shocked to see a body lying in front of her. She quickly came to her senses and screamed loudly. It caused the dark-coloured clothing body to turn and face her. The brunette in front of her had a flushed face and she was pleading for the redhead to grab something. She was lying on her stomach and with her back facing upwards, it made the club's DJ very, very vulnerable. It was a sight that could seduce anyone who comes in. With all honesty, it made Chloe turned on. As Chloe turned to the item that the brunette in front of her was mentioning, reality soon hit her that the woman was actually in need of help. She squirmed and reached for the orange bottle. There were only a few pills left as many of them were scattered on the toilet floor around them. She gave the young DJ a pill which the latter quickly swallows it. When Chloe thought that the situation has calmed down, it turned out the opposite. Chloe panicked when she saw the woman lying in her arms starting to close her eyes.
"No, no, no! Don't die yet. Please stay with me!" Chloe tried to get the brunette's attention but it was too late. The young DJ in front of her blacked out, leaving Chloe stumbling to get her senses right.
The redhead immediately called the ambulance, and insisted that she goes inside the ambulance together with the collapsed girl, once the paramedic arrives. As the ambulance sped through the quiet highway, she unconsciously held onto the DJ's smooth hand, as if she had known the unconscious DJ for very long. Luckily for Chloe, the brunette was out danger and her emergency contact was soon alerted. When morning arrived, she woke up to see the brunette that she saved had woken up and gave a confused face. An expected confused face.
-end of flashback-
Jet black orbs met blue as they gazed upon each other with no words exchanged. Within the next 10 seconds, with the smell of disinfectant in the air and the pale colours of the hospital walls, realization soon hit Beca that she was in the hospital. The previous night's event started to replay in her head and she immediately turned back to the lady beside her and recognized her as her rescuer. Even though she was panicking inside due to the embarrassing situation the previous night, she kept a calm front and extended her hand to Chloe.
"Thank you for saving me yesterday." Beca thanked the redhead, not removing the eye contact with the latter.
"No problem. I'm glad that you're alright." Chloe shook Beca's hand, with her heart start racing with no reasons at all.
Chloe wanted to continue to ask if the brunette will be available for lunch when she discharged, when she was interrupted by the opening of the door of the room. A tall brunette about the same height as her barged in and quickly hugged Beca. Then the unthinkable happened. Before any conversations made, the tall brunette kissed Beca passionately on the lips. Chloe blushed furiously, her face turned the colour of her hair.
The two brunettes broke the kiss and the taller one spoke in relief, "Oh my god Beca! Are you alright?! You scared me to death!"
Beca just smiled goofily at the worried girl, she too was relieved that her life did not end just like that. As Chloe was about to leave the love birds alone, embarrassed that she was the 'lightbulb' there, she felt a hand tugging her hand stopping her in her tracks. She looked down to see a wrist with headphones imprinted on it. Beca held Chloe's hand and looked at her with just happiness in her eyes.
"Thank you once again." Beca thanked her saviour for the second time.
Chloe smiled in acknowledgement and exited the room. Downstairs, she looked at the hand that the DJ held previously. She then clenched her fist, shaking off the thought that she might just have a crush on the said brunette. A week later, Chloe went to the same club after hearing from her colleagues that she will be performing there again. Her colleagues (all girls) are her fans too. She was relieved that the young DJ was well enough to perform but she was still astonished at the fact that the DJ has heart problems. For someone as young and seemingly ambitious as her, it must have been hard for her to accept the fact that her illness could one day, prevent her to perform as actively as she is right now. Her world must have crumbled when she learnt of that. All Chloe wished was for the girl, whom she saw the other day at the hospital, could take care of her when she needed someone the most. Her chain of thoughts broke when she overheard some girls' conversation on getting Beca drugged so that she can bring them home to 'have fun'. Chloe couldn't believe her ears. How can such person come up with a horrible plan like this? And what do they mean by 'have fun'? She was so pissed at those women. She had to find the DJ to warn her of such acts. She knew Beca has ended her work at this timing as she heard the new DJ took over the brunette a couple of minutes ago. Before she could find her, the bartender stopped her tracks when he presented her with the drink she ordered. She then dismissed her thought, thinking that Beca couldn't be that vulnerable and dumb to be drugged that easily. Even after she finished her drink, her conscious still kept bugging her to go check on the brunette.
"Why am I so worried for her?" Chloe asked herself, clearly annoyed and frustrated at how nosy she's gonna be, and Beca's so going to judge her if nothing happens.
She scanned through the crowd, searching for the emo-looking brunette. She clearly won't get any luck soon as the whole world knows, that even though Beca could be wearing a tank top, it would be black, just like how most part of the club is at that moment. She turned to the direction of the door and she finally saw a figure walking, no – staggering out of the club. Something in her told her that it was Beca so she went with her guts and chased after the figure. She stepped out of the door only to find, surprisingly an almost empty carpark. She grew worried – one, she must have gotten fatter till she was too slow to catch up with her or two, she was imagining things. The latter is the worse of the two. As she was about to step back in, she found a figure at the side of the pub, cross-legged and head drooping. Her alarms went off as she scrambled to carry Beca out from there. There is no knowing what the culprits would do to her - or what she would to them as rumours has it. She searched Beca's pockets for any car keys. Once found, she pressed the button and looked around to find where the car unlock sound come from. She turned and found Beca's blue Subaru at the dark corner. She then inserted the car keys into the ignition switch and drove the drugged DJ to her home. Upon reaching home, Chloe fumbled to unlock her doors while balancing the brunette around her shoulders. Once entered, she makes her way up to her bedroom and dropped Beca onto her bed.
'Phew, that's one hell of a night!" Chloe exclaimed before moving off the bed.
Before she could move off from the bed, she felt a familiar tug of her hand. She turned to see Beca, still with her eyes closed and lying on her bed, was the one who was stopping her. Chloe saw a smirk flashed on Beca's face before she was pulled onto the bed, landing on top of the brunette DJ. As she laid above her, Chloe had a full view of how beautiful and good-looking the younger girl is. The sharp cat-like eyes with dark eyeliner circling them, how well-defined her nose shaped, how luscious her lips were. Boy, she can only wish what it would taste like. By that time, her heart raced wildly just like her mind is. All of the sudden, Beca flipped her over so the brunette is now above the redhead. For the second time, jet black orbs met Chloe's blue eyes but they are staring down at her. And instead of the innocent ones she saw back at the hospital, this was filled with lust. Chloe, immediately was lost in them and her judgement was blurry that she let Beca do as she pleased.
Beca went down and kissed Chloe's collarbone, causing the latter to moan in pleasure. The first touch and she knew exactly where her pulse point is. When she kept moaning loudly at the spot where Beca was kissing, the latter knew that she had hit the right spot. She let out a low chuckle, driving Chloe mad and turned on just by hearing that sexy chuckle against her ear. While Beca's mouth distracts Chloe's judgement by planting kisses along the sensitive parts of her neck, the DJ's hands starts to wonder down the redhead's waist and stop at her thighs. The brunette went back to Chloe's pulse point and suck hard on it till it bruised. Chloe hissed, feeling the sting on her neck. Beca then went to lick the sore area gently, soothing the pain for the redhead. Before Beca try to plant another one, Chloe pushed Beca away and looked at the brunette intently. A scene popped up in her head that horrified her. One evening, when she came back to work, she caught Karine, stark naked with another woman on their bed. Chloe didn't want Beca's girlfriend that she saw at the hospital to go through what she's been through. She shook her head, letting Beca know that she should not continue.
"Boring." Beca sighed in frustration and flopped down on Chloe's body. Chloe wanted to tap her to move but slight snores and calm heartbeats made her stop in her tracks.
The next day, Beca woke up to light blue walls and pink curtains. She knew she wasn't at home. She thought she was in the hospital but bed was all too comfy. She must have gone home to another person, again. She ruffled the side to find any sign of anyone there but the bed was cold. As if someone was never there or had long woken up. It's definitely the latter. She then touched herself and realized that her clothes are still intact for the very first time. She still doubted that the owner of the house was still a virgin after last night. She sighed and make way to the kitchen, where she the slight noises were coming from. She staggered out, still partially drowsy from the previous night's event and tried to find the owner to apologize for her act.
She entered the kitchen and saw the owner with bright red hair. It was so bright, it contrasts with the sun rays beaming into the kitchen window. The lady sang to the song on the radio, oblivious that Beca had entered the kitchen. Her voice was so melodious, it made Beca somewhat attracted to her. She mentally cursed herself that enough is enough. She has to get the lady to acknowledge her now as she can't continue be a stalker and listen to her till she gets caught.
"Good Morning." She greeted softly.
Chloe jolt in surprised, clearly wasn't aware that there was someone else in the kitchen now. Someone have caught her singing. The little ones in her head are on emergency flight mode, alarms going off. She, however, tried to put a calm front and turned around. Beca's eyes widened when Chloe turned, instantly recognised her as her saviour from the bar. Beca's face flushed in embarrassment that she had done something crazy to her saviour. She had no recollections of the previous night, just like all her past lustful nights, and can only imagine what awful things she might have done to this nice lady right in front of her.
"Oh my God. I'm terribly sorry for what I did last night. It was really despicable of me to do such acts on you. I'm really sorry..." Beca apologised profusely with guilt evident in her voice.
"Yeah, it was a really rough night last night but no worries on that alright." Chloe forgave her instantly as she knew it wasn't entirely her fault.
Beca's eyes widened at the fact that Chloe was able to forgive her that easily. Then she shook her head in denial.
"No! It is not alright! I mean even though this morning was a bit different from the mornings I had before…it does not erase the fact that I…" Beca stopped her sentence. She did not want to complete her sentence but her tongue couldn't stop.
"…pound you like that." She finished her sentence solemnly.
Chloe was confused on how guilty Beca felt regarding her act last night. She didn't really…then she recalled Beca saying that she pound on her? All Beca did was insert a finger in her and the worse she did was mark her on her collarbone which was clearly visible for the whole world to see. As far as she remembered, Beca fell asleep as soon as she finished marking her and her clothes were still intact the next morning. Then, a smirk creeped on Chloe's face. The DJ didn't know what really happened. Well, it won't do any harm teasing her a little.
"Well, we kinda cross the line yesterday, but let's put it behind us," Chloe insert ambiguity in a speech which results Beca's guilt to only risen.
She never stopped apologising and it start to pull an annoying nerve on Chloe.
"Alright, alright! The next time you apologised, I would really not forgive you alright? Now eat!" Chloe shut the brunette up and placed the plate full with cereals on the table.
Chloe's face then softened and chuckled before settling down to eat her breakfast. The rest of breakfast session consists small talks and long, long awkward silence. After breakfast, Beca thanked her for her hospitality and bid her goodbye. She even invited her to watch her spin at the bar she played frequently, before she left the apartment. After that day, the two of them became good friends. Chloe would come down to see Beca spin whenever she's free. And though the conversation they were having, the duo learnt a lot about each other. Beca learnt that she was the girl that her best friend, Karine, was dating for some time back then, before they broke up after Karine's and Beca's final year in college. Chloe learned that Beca had pulmonary heart disease since young and she had to deal with those attacks as a child. After weeks of seeing her, she too learnt that Beca was still figuring out how to deal with her life and the tattoos and rebellion against her parents are some ways she could overcome the pain and confusion caused by this.
Chloe also learnt that the tall brunette that she saw kissing Beca when at the hospital was actually Beca's dear friend, Stacie. Beca told the redhead that her friend can be a little affectionate when it comes to Beca as the two brunettes grew up together, both equally close to their late grandmother. Even though both of their parents had caught them red-handed making out (heavy kissing only) and reprimanded them both furiously, they still continue that act. They claimed that it was their way of proclaiming their friendship love for each other. Even though Beca told her this, that the kiss was their friendship love thing, Chloe couldn't help getting jealous over this. She didn't deny that she was having feelings for the younger girl and her feelings grew stronger each time they meet.
As for Beca, it wasn't that easy for her too. Each time she meets the redhead, she was fighting a huge internal war with herself. Chloe's face, laughter, and kindness made her heart skipped beats which could one day, be of harm to her. And those curves and that cleavage, wooh, she's gone. Every time she undressed Chloe with her eyes, she felt arousal spin in her stomach. She confused. She physically and somewhat sexually attracted to the nice lady in front of her when she knew that she can't possibly fall for her as she is a woman. She didn't know about Chloe but she was indeed straight as hell. The only way to distract her from the sexual urges and attraction that the goddess in front of her was inflicting on her, she drowned alcohol into her system; and each time the dosage got higher.
Chloe realized this and kept convincing her to reduce the alcohol intake. She didn't want to seem forceful and nosy but the amount that the DJ was taking, it might cause her health to deteriorate further. She has chronic heart problems so she actually need to take care of herself. There is another problem if she gets wasted if Chloe's not there. People would try to take advantage of her again like the last time. Each time, she pointed that out, Beca would brush it off as that the amount would not harm her. But after a couple of meetups, Chloe was at her wits' end. This time round, she will tell her off. She grabbed Beca's cup and slammed it on the table, far from Beca's reach.
"What the- Give it back." Beca demanded, clearly was unhappy with Chloe's sudden actions.
Chloe tried to reason with her for her actions and again, she met with an answer to brush off the matter. Chloe became more stubborn and keep prying to get the answers out from Beca. Beca now angry with her friend, stormed out of the bar, staggering a little. Chloe cursed herself and went to chase the brunette. Once at the carpark, Chloe did not let Beca get away and interrogate her further, this time, Beca was in her hands.
"Spill it out Mitchell." Chloe called Beca by the surname.
"Damn it Beale! The reason I'm drinking the hell lot is because of you! You drive me crazy! When I work, I think of you. When I eat, I think of you. When I stare at air, your face is plastered on that bloody blank wall! Everything I do, you're all I think about. For fuck's sake, I'm straight but I've fallen heads over heels for you!" Beca cried her confession and all the burden she has kept to herself and threw her hands up in hopelessness.
She knew that Chloe will never reciprocate her feelings back. Even though the older woman can be a little flirty and touchy at times, she bet that it's just friendly or even a sisterly gesture. Yeah, the redhead might be a lesbian, but she might not have like that first night they had. That might also be the reason why she never will have feelings for the brunette. She knew all these yet she boldly confesses to her. Well, hopefully she will be spared due to her honesty.
Chloe marched and crashed her lips onto the younger woman's lips. Beca was looking down at her shoes after the confession when she felt someone cupping her cheeks and then felt soft lips on hers. Beca's eyes widened as she realized that Chloe was kissing her, head on. Beca couldn't believe this. She then broke the kiss and tried to break free from Chloe, but the older woman's grip was stronger but not bone-crushing. Beca scan through Chloe's eyes to find the answer to this sudden absurdity but could only see gentle eyes staring right back at her.
"What's going on?" Beca finally voiced out her confusion after couldn't get any answers.
"My prayers have been heard, Beca. You don't know how happy I was when I hear those words." Chloe whispered while bringing her face very close to Beca's until their noses touched.
Beca's heart skipped a beat and her stomach churned. Right now, all the alcohol in her system had worn off from her system and she was completely sobered out to take in the sentence that Chloe just made. She realized that the feelings are now unbelievably mutual. It was the one only thing that she was glad that she didn't let go even though she was so close to letting go. It was driving her mad, so the best thing was to let go. Or so she thought. And there right in front of her, was her ball of happiness and her first female partner. Beca cupped Chloe's cheek with her right hand and kissed her softly, closing whatever little gap between them. Her left hand wrapped around Chloe's waist, bringing the older woman closer to her. It felt so right, as if she was meant for her. Even though she was leading the redhead in the kiss, she still felt butterflies in her stomach from the nervousness and happiness combined together.
"I need you now." Chloe ordered.
"Yeah me too. Let's go." Beca held her hand and went into the car.
