Chapter 2 - Time Heals All Wounds
One year later...
In the past year the divorce was finalized. Chloe got over the heartbreak rather quickly. Kylie was sad, but slowly getting used to it. She would stay with her Dad every other weekend due to court orders.
The girl Tom was having an affair with actually ended up getting pregnant. They had the baby a month ago.
Aubrey egged her on to go on dates; but Chloe wasn't interested. Tom was the only person she ever dated. They were high school sweethearts and when Chloe was seventeen she wound up pregnant. The two decided to try and make it work and got married. Maybe since they were so young the marriage slowly slipped away from them over time.
Chloe was returning to the office after she was checking up on foster kid at his new home. Just as she walked in she was met with her boss.
"Chloe! You're just the person I wanted to see." The man said.
"Oh, well what do you need, sir?" She kindly asked.
"I have a proposition. Now, I know we've had to change your schedule around due to your divorce... But I need to change your hours." He said.
Chloe's face fell. "Like, how?" She carefully asked.
"Well, you will be working later..." She nodded.
"From eight to six every week day." He stated.
"I- ok." She agreed.
"I'm really sorry to do this to you." He said apologetically.
"It's fine. I'll- I'll find a babysitter. It will be fine." She said reassuringly.
"I always liked you, Chloe!" He stated and walked away.
Chloe walked into her little office space and slumped in her chair. Aubrey and Tom wouldn't be able to pick Kylie up and watch her for a few hours after school due to their jobs. Chloe was twenty-seven and feeling pathetic. She would have to go on the lookout for a babysitter.
Across town Beca Mitchell was going to meet her best-friend, Jesse. Beca was twenty-three and a struggling DJ. She had a studio apartment and barely any furniture other than a bed. Most of the time she would have to eat with Jesse cause she couldn't afford food. Beca walked into a small coffee shop to meet Jesse.
"Hey, dude." Beca said as she sat down.
"Hey, Becs! How are you?" Jesse asked.
Beca sighed. "I'm ok. Could be better. I got cancelled on for my sets this week so I'm out of work at the moment." She explained.
"Oh! That reminds me!" Jesses face lit up.
"What?" Beca asked.
"You know how Amy is an studying to be a social worker?" Jesse said.
Beca nodded.
"Well, she apparently went to an office to look for an intern position and one of the workers there is looking for a babysitter. Amy gave her your number." Jesse said.
"Seriously? Why? I- I don't know how to take care of kids." Beca honestly said.
"The kids ten." Jesse stated.
"Still." Beca whined.
"Well, fine. You don't have to, but the pay is good."
Beca raised her eyebrows. "What kinda money?"
Jesse laughed. "I don't know. But I know she's wealthy."
Beca groaned. "She's probably rude, closed minded and stuck up."
Jesse shrugged. "You'll be dealing with her kid more than her." Jesse said.
Beca's phone rang and it was an unknown number.
"Do I answer?" Beca asked.
Jesse nodded. "Answer! It could be the girl!"
Beca hesitated so Jesse grabbed the phone and answered.
"Hello?" Jesse said. "Oh, yes. Beca is right here. Hold on." Jesse handed her the phone.
"Hello?"
"Sure."
"Ok."
"See you later."
"So?" Jesse asked.
"She said to come by any time." Beca said.
"Why do you seem so flustered?" Jesse asked.
When Beca heard Chloe's voice, as cliche as it sounds, it was angelic. Her voice was soft and sweet. It was like silk.
"What do you mean?" Beca asked.
"I dunno. You just seem nervous?" Jesse said.
Beca shrugged. "I better get going. Wish me luck with this snob."
Beca followed Chloe's instructions and made her way to the house. Once she pulled up she was speechless.
"Damn. I feel out of place."
Before she got out of her beat up old car she examined herself. She had on some black jeans with boots on and a red flannel with a leather jacket on top. Her eyes had her usual heavy makeup and her hair was wavy.
"I guess this is as good as it gets."
Beca got out of the car and walked up to the door. She knocked twice and waited a few moments before she heard a dog bark and saw a little girl opening the door.
"Uh, hello." Beca awkwardly said.
"Hi." A small red head said.
Chloe soon followed.
"Hi, I'm Chloe. You must be Beca?" Chloe kindly said.
Beca was in awe. This girl had such piercing blue eyes and her hair was a beautiful shade of red. Beca swore she had never seen anyone so breathtaking. She didn't look anything like Beca assumed; snobby or stuck up.
"H-hi. Yes. Beca." She stammered. Beca mentally chastised herself.
Chloe smiled warmly.
"Well, come on in!" Chloe said happily.
Beca walked in as they did and examined the home. It was nice. Very clean. Really homey and it had an inviting smell.
"You have a really nice house." Beca said as they sat down on the couch.
"Oh, thanks." Chloe nicely said.
"How old are you?" Kylie asked curiously.
Beca laughed slightly. Before she could answer Chloe was telling her to go upstairs.
Chloe bit her lip before she spoke. "Sorry about her. She's blunt."
Beca laughed. "I noticed."
"So, your names Beca? What do you do?" Chloe asked.
Beca shifted, she wanted to make a good impression, but didn't think saying Deejaying every once in a while was a good way to.
"I don't really know if I'm supposed to ask questions, I've never had to hire a baby sitter." Chloe said.
"Oh, uh- I don't really know either."
Chloe laughed and it was pure music to Beca's ears. She felt stupid for feeling that way; but she couldn't help it.
"I DJ." Beca simply said.
"Really? Wow, that's so cool! I love music." Chloe happily said.
Beca perked up. "Really? Hm." Beca said.
"Yes, really. What? I don't look like I like music?" Chloe asked.
Beca mentally freaked. I fucked this up! Beca thought.
"No! I- I didn't mean that-"
Chloe laughed. "I'm kidding." Chloe reassured. Beca let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.
"Other than work. How old are you? And do you have experience with kids?" Chloe asked causally.
"I'm twenty-three. Uh- I used to watch my little sister when she was little, but other than that I don't." Beca nervously said.
Chloe nodded. "All right. I like you. You're nice. And quiet. Which is nice. You got the job!" Chloe said.
"Wow, thanks. But uh- what am I supposed to do... You haven't told me yet." Beca said.
"Oh, right! Well, you'll have to pick Kylie up from school at three and then watch her until six. I trust you with her. Even though you look like a badass; I can tell you're a softy."
Beca playfully smirked. "I'm total badass."
Chloe laughed. "Whatever you say. So, every weekday from three to six?" Chloe said.
Beca nodded.
Chloe stood up so Beca did too. "It was nice to meet you, Beca."
Beca smiled. "You too, Chloe. I can call you Chloe, right?"
Chloe giggled softly. "You can."
They then exchanged numbers and walked to the door.
Just as Beca walked out she remembered something.
"Oh, hey- uh- I really don't want to sound rude, but money wise...?"
"Right. I can give you $100 a day?"
Beca's mouth dropped. "Are you kidding?"
Chloe laughed at the girls state. "I'm serious."
Beva smiled genuinely for the first time all day. "Thank you so much!"
Chloe smiled sweetly as Beca made her way to her car.
Chloe couldn't quite pin point it, but something about the younger girl intrigued her. Beca felt the same way about Chloe, but not platonically like Chloe did. The red head was excited to become friends, as Beca secretly hoped they would be more.