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ChloePOV

"When did you come out to your family?" I asked. Beca was at her computer putting together a mix she was inspired by and I was laying on her bed.

"Huh?" She asked, removing the headphones completely.

"You're dad, he didn't seem very phased by the fact that you're dating a chick."

"Oh yeah, I came out when I was 14. After a terrible freshman year, my dad flew out to take me to live with him, away from all the bullies. I finally broke down and told them that it was because I'm gay. I didn't want to leave the few friends I did have. I dropped out and got my GED after sophomore year. My dad was not happy after that. My mom just kind of tolerated me. As long as I came home at night she didn't really care what I did. Don't get me wrong. She's great. My mom is amazing, she knew it was just something I had to get out of my system." Beca laughed obviously remembering something. "When I came home with this," she pointed at the grasshopper on her wrist. "My mom flipped her shit. Grounded me for a month. Little did she know I already had four more she couldn't see."

"So they're okay with you being a lesbian?" I asked.

"Yeah, my dad was in shock for a little but he finally came around. My mom said she had a feeling." Beca shrugged. "Do your parents know that you're into girls too?"

"No, but I don't think it'll be a problem though." I laughed. "You know I have twin brothers, right?"

"Yeahhh, Adam and Michael right?" I was shocked that she remembered their names.

I nodded. "Adam met his husband while he was working at a medical clinic in Haiti. They got married last year."

"So it won't be a problem when you tell them that you and I are dating." She looked relieved.

I laughed, "No, although my mom will probably make some fuss about grandchildren. I feel bad for Aubrey."

"Aubrey?"

"Yeah, you know cause her and Michael are dating."

"Aubrey is dating your brother?" She asked, dumbfounded.

"Have I never mentioned that?" I was sure that I had brought it up before.

"No, besides telling me you had brothers, you haven't really spoke about your family."

"Oh" was all I could say. "I'll tell you more about them later...are you done mixing?" I really didn't want to have the family conversation right now. Today was too good to ruin it with that.

Beca obviously noticed my change of subject. "Yeah, come here and listen." She pulled me on to her lap, unplugging her headphones so we could both listen. I began bobbing my head as the music began to play. I had tears in my eyes by the end of the song.

"You are such a sap!" I laughed wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Shut up, I am not." Beca said blushing. "I just liked those two songs together and they may remind me of you."

"I love it. Thank you." I said kissing her. "We've got to get ready to go to dinner." Beca nodded but didn't move. Her hands were sneaking up my shirt, rubbing circles on my stomach, her head was buried in my neck peppering it with kisses. "Mmm Becs. As much as I enjoy this, I need to take a shower."

"Can I join?" Came the muffled reply.

"If you hurry," I teased. I wanted nothing more than to have Beca in the shower with me. I laughed heartily when she practically dumped me on her bed and started packing clothes into a backpack furiously. We walked hand in hand back to my apartment. I was hoping that Aubrey had decided to go visit Michael like she was talking about, but my hopes were squashed when I saw her on the couch watching tv. I heard Beca mutter a 'fuck' under her breath and I had to stifle a laugh.

"Hey," she greeted. "I'm glad you're here. Can I talk to Beca?"

"Bree," I warned.

"Don't worry, I'll be nice." I glanced back at Beca. She nodded.

"Go ahead, I'll join you when we're done." She whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek. I gave Aubrey a glare before heading to my room. I plugged my phone into my speakers and music filled the bathroom. I took my time getting in the shower. My lady jam started playing and all I could think about was the things Beca was going to be doing to me. My hands started tweaking my nipples and I moaned out loud.

"That's my job." Beca said in my ear, ripping me out of my fantasy. She covered my hands with hers and began kneading my breasts. I threw my head back over her shoulder and moaned. Her hand slid down my body and I felt her fingers ghosting over my clit. Her fingers slipped inside of me and my knees gave out. Her palm rubbed roughly against my bundle of nerves while she pushed in and out of me. It didn't take long before I was screaming her name. Her mouth found mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth with ease.

"God, I love you." I said as I pulled back for air. "And I plan on showing you just how much." I said as I got down on my knees, pushing her against the shower wall at the same time.

Some time later, the water turned ice cold on us and both of us leaped out of the shower laughing. "I guess we were in there longer than I thought." I said as I handed a shivering Beca a towel.

She laughed. "It's not my fault you kept trying to one up me."

I stuck my tongue out at her. "What can I say, I'm an overachiever."

An hour later we were pulling up to the restaurant and meeting her dad at the entrance.

"Chloe, you know my dad, and this is his wife Sheila." Beca grumbled. "Guys, this is Chloe, my girlfriend." I could tell she was totally trying to invert into herself. I almost laughed at her awkwardness.

"It's nice to meet you," I politely replied. I knew how much Beca detested her step mom so I was trying to keep it civil on both sides. We went inside and placed our orders, Dr. Mitchell and I were making small talk while we waited and Beca seemed to be attempting burning a hole in her napkin by staring at it. Sheila would pop into our conversation every now and then, but Beca stayed silent. Our food arrived and everyone fell into a comfortable silence as we ate. Once the waiter took our plates away Beca's dad spoke up.

"Becs, I can't tell you how proud we are that you decided to stay at Barden rather than going to LA." I whipped my head over to Beca. She hadn't told me that she wasn't leaving. I had hoped after our conversation about me graduating but she hadn't said anything. "That being said, we decided, well actually it was mostly Sheila's idea, that we'd get you a car so that you won't be stuck on campus all summer."

Beca's face was priceless. "What? Are you serious?"

Her dad looked like he was giving her a puppy or something, it really was cute. "Yeah, so I was thinking that we could go shopping tomorrow if you're free."

"Hell yeah I'm free!" Beca exclaimed. "Sorry," She mumbled after her dad shot her a glare.

Sheila piped up then, "Well, another reason why I thought you should have a set of wheels is, and I hope you don't get mad at me for this, I kind of showed my brother one of the mixes you left over at the house one time because he needs a DJ for the weekends."

I couldn't help the grin on my face. Beca was probably dying on the inside right now.

"W-what?" Beca stuttered. "For reals?"

"Yeah, I really hope you don't mind. He was complaining that there was no good prospects in Atlanta and I piped up and told him about you." Sheila was turning red, obviously mistaking Beca's lack of response as a negative. Then to all of our surprise Beca jumped out of her chair and hugged Sheila.

"Oh my god! Sheila, thank you so much."

I couldn't help laughing at Sheila's obvious discomfort, then at Beca's red face when she realized that she had just actually willingly hugged someone. Soon all of us were laughing and the rest of the night went smoothly.

Later that night, we were laying in bed, me forcibly cuddling Beca, who was still in shock I think.

"Chlo?" She asked, whispering.

"Yeah?"

"I'm gonna be a DJ."

I smiled against her chest. "You're gonna be an aca-awesome DJ."

Her chest shook as she laughed. "I'll show you aca-awesome." She said as she flipped us over and pinned me to the bed. Yeah, tonight was a great night.