Sorry for the long wait guys, I've been pretty busy. You get to see Emily and Jesse's relationship and you also get to see more of Chloe and Beca's relationship :)


Hold On to Sixteen - Chapter 2: The Oblivious Mothers

Once Emily had finally stopped crying (Obviously still not feeling any better about herself) she made her way back into her bedroom and climbed back into bed. She had to tell someone. If she didn't she'd probably die. The teenager squinted her eyes at the brightness of her phone, scrolling through her contacts. She went straight passed Benji's name and tapped on her best friend, Stacie's instead.

"Yeah?" Stacie surprisingly answered the phone within a couple of rings (usually the girl's cell phone was on silent which annoyed the hell out of Emily.)

"Oh my god thank god you're not asleep." Emily whispered, keeping in mind that her parents were in the other room sleeping.

"Em...are you okay?" Stacie knew Emily better than Emily knew herself most of the time so she always knew when something wasn't quite right with her best friend.

Emily let out a shaky breath and hesitated.

"Emily say something."

"I'm pregnant." She finally blurted out in a hushed tone and all she could hear in return was a gasp.

"Oh...shit. When did you bang Benji? It is his right?"

Emily closed her eyes as she ran her hand down her face, trying with all her willpower not to cry. "Stacie can you please stop with all the questions?" Emily pleaded. "Yes it's Benji's and we did it about a month ago. I really need your help Stace, I don't know what to do, I feel so lost." Her voice cracked slightly as she felt herself welling up again.

"Hey, hey. You'll be alright, don't cry." Stacie's voice was very calming and reassuring when she needed to be. "What did your moms say?"

"They don't know yet. I haven't even told Benji yet, you're the first one I've told." Emily composed herself and wiped her eyes. No matter how much she wanted to cry, it was going to get her absolutely nowhere.

"If you need an adult to talk to, why don't you talk to Jesse? I mean I'm always gonna be here for you but I have no clue on how to help any further than that." Emily listened intently to her best friend as she processed her thoughts. Aside from being her biological dad, Jesse was a friend. A friend that was always willing to listen when it was about something he and Emily knew Beca and Chloe would probably jump to conclusions about.

"Maybe you're right..." She finally settled on. "I'll go visit him tomorrow."


"Dad, you're such a cheat!"

"No son, that's what you call 'I'm just better at this game than you'" The next day was just a typical Sunday for Jesse and his son, Zachary. The two of them were spending the day playing Fifa whilst Aubrey (Jesse's girlfriend and Zac's mother) was out working.

Jesse had known Beca and Chloe since high school and have kept in touch all these years later. He met his girlfriend after he left school. Yes, still his girlfriend even though they had been together for years and had a 12 year old son. Marriage wasn't a thing that was talked a lot about between the couple. Other than than that, the couple were enjoying life, had a son whom they adored and had jobs they were happy with (Aubrey being a lawyer and Jesse working with Beca at the radio station as a host alongside the woman.)

"Do you want another game?" Jesse scratched his stubbly chin as he turned his head to Zac.

"Yeah but this time I'm so winning." Zac scoffed as he grabbed the Playstation 4 controller off the coffee table.

Jesse just laughed as he sat back into the couch, kicking his feet up onto the table. "You wanna go international teams this time?" He coughed before he began to set up the game.

"Sure. Just as long as we randomise though." Zac agreed once they finally got onto the screen to pick their teams.

"Aw man, I always get some shit team in randoms." Jesse groaned which made his son laugh, pressing the button to randomise nevertheless.

Jesse got Argentina whilst Zac got Germany.

"Ooooh world cup final replay, dad." Zac turned to his father with a grin on his face.

"And of course you get the team who won." Jesse rolled his eyes playfully and elbowed his son before starting the game.

Allowing Jesse to convince her to buy Zac a PS4 for Christmas was a huge mistake for Aubrey. Mostly because Jesse being the big kid he is maybe even played on it more than Zac did. She also hated it because sometimes when she was working she would ask the boys to do something for her around the house but they would both just end up getting caught up in Fifa or Gran Turismo. Boys will be boys.

"Dirty tackle there boy, What're you playing at?" Jesse sat forward on the couch, his son giggle from the side at the fact he had just completely taken out his player.

"I need to break Messi's legs before he even gets close to the goal." Zac chuckled earning a playful glare from his dad.

"I'm surprised you don't get red cards at your own soccer games."

The doorbell rang and Jesse paused the game.

"Two minutes." He got up and made his way out into the hallway before opening the front door. "Emily, hey." Jesse was surprised to see the girl standing there since she usually sent a text before she came over for a visit (which she did a lot.)

"Are you busy?" Was all she asked, toying with the strap on her handbag.

"No, not at all. Come in." Jesse ushered the teenager in who automatically walked through to the living room.

"Hey Zac." Emily greeted the younger boy as she took a seat on the other couch.

Jesse furrowed his brow slightly as the girl as he returned to his seat. She just sounded drained, definitely not her usual self.

"Hey." Zac returned with a smile. Emily and Zac had always gotten along well even though Emily was 4 years older. After all they are technically half-brother and sister.

"So Emily, how are you?" Jesse asked, his eyes fixated on the TV once he resumed the game.

"Uh, good." Emily lied. She was kind of hoping that Jesse would be home alone so she could talk to him. "Where's Aubrey?" She wondered, trying to make conversation in attempt to make her forget why she really came here.

"She's at work." Zac filled in, totally focused on the screen.

Emily decided just to sit back and watch them play. She needed to relax but of course that's easier said than done.

"Zac come on, quit taking my players down!" Jesse protested after once again one of Zac's players slide tackled his player.

"It's what you get for cheating the last time." The boys were too busy squabbling to notice that Emily couldn't contain her feelings anymore as tears began to stream silently down her face.

"I didn't cheat-"

Silence finally filled the atmosphere once Emily had let out a pretty uncontrollable sob, her hands shaking in her lap.

"Zac, go up to your room just now son." Jesse said, patting Zac on the shoulder as he paused the game.

The 12 year old did as he was told and disappeared without a word.

Emily held her face in her hands, hunched over herself as she couldn't stop herself from crying. Completely concerned, Jesse switched couches so he was sitting next to Emily and pulled her into the side of him. "Emily, honey what's wrong?" He asked softly, stroking her hair as he did so.

The teenager wrapped her arms around Jesse's neck and nuzzled into his shoulder as she continued to cry even harder.

"Emily if you don't tell me what's the matter I can't help you." Jesse rubbed her back soothingly and waited patiently for her to talk.

"I'm...-" Emily sobbed into the man's tshirt. "...pregnant." She finally choked out.

Jesse couldn't stop himself from feeling physically sick. He didn't say anything though, instead he just held her tighter, trying to give her some reassurance at least. "Emily..." He sighed, clearly disappointed. No one could blame him though I mean the girl was only 16 for Christ sake.

"I'm so sorry." Emily cried and Jesse could physically feel her whole body trembling.

"Emily I need you to calm down for a second so we can talk." He spoke firmly because one it seemed like the only way she was going to listen and two because he was obviously a little pissed at her irresponsibility.

Emily pulled away slowly, not even daring to look at Jesse whilst the said man wiped her eyes for her.

"Emily." Jesse gently turned the girl's head to face him and searched her face. "How did this happen?"

"It was all my fault. About a month ago, I was home alone one evening so after specifically being told that Benji wasn't allowed over by my moms, I invited him over." Emily shook her head at herself. She couldn't believe herself. How could she be so irresponsible. "One thing led to another and well he was willing to stop because we didn't have...you know, protection but I told him it would be fine."

"Emily I...I don't know what to say." Jesse ran his hand down his face before scratching his chin, just looking at Emily because he honestly was confused and didn't know what to say or do. Emily was such an intelligent girl, Beca and Chloe raised her right, he didn't understand how this was happening. "Do your moms know?"

Emily shook her head and stared at her hands in her lap. "Benji doesn't even know. I've only told you and Stacie." She ran her fingers through her hair as she exhaled loudly.

"You have to tell Beca and Chloe, Em. They're your parents."

"I can't tell them Jesse. Especially Beca, you know she gets over protective and flies off the handle far too easy." It happened a lot where Emily would have to use Beca and Chloe's first names in order to tell them apart when she was talking about them or when she would say 'Mom' and both women would answer.

"I'll tell you what Em. I'll take you to the doctors today and get a test done there just to make sure you're definitely pregnant. If you are, then I'll help you tell Chloe and Beca." Jesse sighed. He had to put his issues to the side for just now because he couldn't even imagine what was going through the poor girl's head.

"Thank you so much, Jess." Emily threw her arms around the man, a small wave of relief washing over her.

"You're still my little girl Emily. We're still family and family stick together in situations like this."


"Why do you have to leave so early?" Beca groaned, throwing her head back. Back to the oblivious mothers of the pregnant teenager, the two women were on the couch together at home. Chloe was sitting nursing a mug of coffee with one hand whilst her phone was in the other, Beca on the other hand was lying down with her feet in her wife's lap.

"Beca it's 11:30." The redhead replied with a smirk, not bothering to look up from her phone.

"I know but who the hell has a meeting for teachers on a Sunday?" Beca was in a pair of sweats she changed into after her shower this morning whereas Chloe was fully dressed to go out to her meeting. "Sundays aren't meant for working. People do things like...I don't know, go to church?"

Chloe rolled her eyes, her wife always rambled excuses when she didn't want something to happen or she didn't want to do something. "Beca shut up, you're not even Christian."

"Bitch, I could be."

"Bitch, you're not." Chloe scoffed back.

"But I'm gonna be bored all day, don't leeeeeeave." The brunette pouted and sat up, taking Chloe's coffee off of her.

"You can entertain yourself. I need to make a phone call first so don't joke around." Chloe warned but Beca was too busy staring at the lipstick stain the redhead left on the mug.

"Chloe what the fuck?" Beca mumbled to herself, licking her thumb and rubbing the lipstick off of the mug with it.

"Right shh just now I need to call the principal first." Chloe dialed the number on her phone and held up a finger to the other woman who mocked offence.

Beca smirked to herself and placed the mug she was holding on the coffee table. She was in one of those 'attention whore' moods as Chloe likes to call it, where her mentality would drop to about 5 years old and would just annoy the shit out of her other half.

The shorter woman shifted closer to Chloe before completely straddling her lap.

"Beca what the hell? Get - Hello?...Hi David, is the meeting still on today?" Chloe tried to push Beca's hand away from her face as she spoke on the phone.

"Hi David, is the meeting still on today?" Beca mocking Chloe's phone voice was a regular occurrence, mostly when Beca was bored and just wanted to annoy Chloe.

The redhead scowled at her now laughing wife who was still situated on her lap.

"Yeah...Sure, that sounds great." Chloe continued to speak in her 'professional' voice, trying her best to ignore the fact that Beca was now performing body rolls, clearly trying to make Chloe laugh. "Oh really?..." Chloe chewed on her bottom lip in attempt not to laugh at Beca carrying on with her comedic sexual act. The redhead slapped the brunette's leg, trying to get her to stop since after all she was on the phone to her boss.

Beca stopped but instead just started playfully slapping Chloe's cheek repeatedly.

"Can you hold on for two seconds?" Chloe covered up her phone and held it off to the side before hissing at her wife "I swear to god, I'm so close to smacking you so hard that your tampon will pop out."

"I'm not even on my period you fucking psycho." Beca finally climbed off of Chloe and stood up with a stretch.

"Okay thanks David, I'll see you when I get there." The redhead hung up the phone and just stared at Beca, folding her arms across her chest.

"What?" Beca asked in all the innocence she could muster up and shrugged at her wife.

"Go get dressed, since you've been a little asshole, you can drive me to the meeting." Chloe stood up and turned Beca around, placing her hands on the shorter woman's shoulders as she pushed her out of the living room.

"No, just take my car." You see Chloe's car had been off the road for a couple of weeks for repairs so the couple had been restricted to Beca's. The only problem is Emily couldn't drive it because she was only insured to drive Chloe's, and Chloe couldn't drive it because unlike hers, Beca's car wasn't an automatic.

"You know fine well I can't use your stupid stick shift." The redhead disappeared into the kitchen and Beca quickly followed her.

"Ugh it's not rocket science Chlo." Beca whined and stomped her foot on the ground like a child throwing a tantrum.

"36 Bec. You're 36." Chloe laughed after watching her wife have her toddler moment.

Beca rolled her eyes. "Ugh, fine I'll take you but I swear to god the next car we get you, it's gonna be manual gears and you'll be learning how to use it properly. Emily even knows how to use a stick shift and she's not even been driving for a whole year."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Just go get ready." Chloe held Beca's face in her hands and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Once she let go, the redhead spun her wife around and lightly smacked her on the ass to get her moving.


"Hey, did you notice Emily was a little checked out this morning?" Chloe turned to her wife and watched her put her sunglasses on since they were stopped at the traffic lights. Yes, after Chloe rushing Beca out the house, the two were finally in Beca's red Audi A5.

"Yeah, where did she even go by the way? She kind of just left." Beca replied, giving Chloe a quick glance before shifting into first gear as the lights changed.

"I'm gonna text her."

Beca just laughed.

"What?"

"You're such an overprotective mom." Beca chuckled and Chloe just rolled her eyes.

"She could've been jumped and you're just sitting there laughing." Chloe said in all seriousness, slapping her wife's thigh.

"Babe, no one gets jumped at 12:30 in the afternoon." The brunette deadpanned and Chloe just ignored her and continued to type out a text to Emily.

"We need to go shopping later by the way." The redhead informed the shorter girl without even looking up from the screen of her phone.

"Yeah sure." The brunette replied distractedly as she rolled down her window and rested her elbow on the door. "Did she text you back?"

"She said she was visiting Jesse."

"What for?"

"She didn't say."

"Then ask her." Beca pushed on.

"Alright who's the overprotective mom now." Chloe raised an eyebrow at her wife and smirked.

"Especially after the whole sex thing? Damn right I can be the overprotective one." Beca scoffed. "The girl's walking on thin ice if you ask me. She's lucky you're there to stop me from getting my hands on Benji." Beca pulled into the school's parking lot and came to a stop.

"Chill out before I leave so I know you're not going to be all riled up by yourself." Chloe said calmly, resting her hand on top of Beca's which was on the gear stick. "Kiss." The redhead leaned forward as Beca did until they gave each other a kiss on the lips.

"I'll pick you up." Beca watched Chloe grab all her folders and climb out the car.

"Thanks honey. Love you." Chloe shot a wink to Beca before closing the door behind her.

"Love you too, baby." The brunette called out the window.


"My life is ruined." Was the first thing Emily said as she climbed into Jesse's car. They had went to the doctor's office to confirm if Emily was pregnant or not and guessing by her reaction, life wasn't treating her well. She wasn't even crying anymore, she was just pissed off and angry at herself now.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on now?" Zac exclaimed from the back seat. With him only being 12 and Aubrey out of the house, Jesse had no choice but to take him to the doctor's too (being kept in the car of course since they didn't want him to know what was going on.)

"Zac it's grown up business." Jesse sighed as he started up the car. He glanced over at Emily who just looked completely drained.

"I'm fucking pregnant okay Zac?" Emily snapped.

"Watch your mouth Emily." Jesse warned the teenager who just looked at him, her mouth agape. Zac on the other hand was just a bit lost in the situation.

"You can seriously say that to me right now? I have a human growing inside of me right now and I'm only 16 but the only thing you're worried about is my language?" Emily asked incredulously.

"Emily I didn't mean it like that. I'm just saying that because Zac's in the car. You need to breath okay?" The man kept his voice calm, trying his best not to set the teenager off even more. "Everything's gonna be fine, we're gonna let Beca and Chloe know and-"

"There is literally no way I can tell them, Jesse I...just can't. It's impossible to make them understand something like this." The 16 year old pleaded at the man.

"Emily..." He sighed in frustration. "You can't just not tell them. Soon you're going to start...changing."

"Please just lay off of me about it just now...I'll figure something out." Emily turned and stared out the window. She felt so isolated, it was awful. She didn't know what to do. Jesse can only help her so much because let's face it, the dude is scared of Chloe and Beca when they get angry (In fact, who isn't?)


This chapter just continues to highlight the contrast between Emily and her parents. Things are gonna start getting more dramatic!

So what did you think?

Do Beca and Chloe make a believable married couple? Let me know everything!