She looks at the woman in front of her with a dumbstruck expression plastered on her face. This woman, Beca, claims to tell her who she is.
"I know who I am." Chloe says.
"From what I heard earlier, you don't actually know everything." Beca replies. "You find your knowledge about yourself quite lacking, am I right?"
Chloe purser her lips for a moment, but nodded eventually.
"Well, what could hurt if a stranger tells you who you really are?" Beca offers a small smile.
"That's the thing. You're a stranger. How could I guarantee you were telling the truth?" Chloe crossed her arms over her chest.
"Well then try me." Beca challenges with a smug face. "Ask me anything. Go on."
Chloe pressed her lips into a hard line, thinking about a question that will surely get her to trust the brunette if answered correctly. Beca looks at her expectantly and confidently.
"What's my favorite hobby when I was a kid?" She asked and Beca chuckles.
"Singing obviously. You were a kid who would wear different clothing, may it be your mother's or just a blanket from your bed and you will sing wholeheartedly while roaming around inside the house. You even got a picture of it." Beca explained. Chloe's eyebrows raised in surprise because what Beca told her is what her mother said exactly. Yet she's not that convinced.
"And what's my favorite song to sing back then?" Chloe questions again.
"Well, it would either be Celine Dion's My Heart will Go On, or Whitney Houston's I Will Always Love You. Depends on your mood actually. But you would just belt out the words like a drunken teenager with a high pitched voice." Beca answered.
Alright, she was now convinced. Those explanations she got from Beca was exactly the explanation she got from her mother while showing her the picture albums. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"How did you know all this stuff?" Chloe asked quietly after a few moments of silence.
"I just know who you are. And I'm here to help you." Beca shrugs.
"Would it be fair, if I'll be able to know who you are? I mean, you know everything about me and all..." Chle asked but Beca just looked at her hesitantly.
"Uhm...I...I can't."
Chloe tilts her head. "Why is that?"
"Because...I..."
Chloe looks at her with full attention and she can see the look of uncertainty in the brunette's face.
"Because?"
"Because I don't know who I am."
Chloe looks away. Confused. How could this girl know who Chloe is, but doesn't have a clue about herself?
"I just know I'm here to help you. You don't have to worry. I'm not a creeper. I just...don't know who I am. Like you, I also have an amnesia." Beca explains further.
"Well then why don't you go and find out who you are rather than sitting here and telling me who I am." Chloe offers.
"Look Chlo, you don't understand. I don't know where to go. I don't know anyone but you and Trevor and your family." A little bit depressed Beca sighed beside Chloe as she stared down on the cool grass.
"Well then, why don't you come live with us then? If you knew my family then -"
"No...I can't leave here."
"Here? As in, the cemetery?" Chloe asked, her head full of confused thoughts. Beca nodded sheepishly. "Why?"
Beca shrugged. "Just reasons. And you can't tell anyone about me either. I'm like your super secret friend."
Surely Beca was a very mysterious human being, Chloe thinks so. She can't get whatever is running through the brunette's head but she looked trustworthy enough.
Beca doesn't look like the kind of person who would stab her at the back, and if Chloe is being honest with herself...she feels a strange connection with the brunette. Like they have chemistry or something.
Especially with they way Beca calls her...
Chlo
Something stirs up in her heart when Beca calls her that...or maybe it's just her imagination.
A/N: Alright, we'll take things a bit more slowly at first and then it'll gets longer so don't worry...and yes, this is a Bechloe.
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