Chapter 3 - Getting to Know You

In the next week Beca came to realize Kylie was not easy to care for. She would always ask questions. About everything. Literally every single thing. It wasn't that Beca didn't like Kylie, she was just slightly hard to deal with. She was always grateful when Chloe would walk through the door queuing her leave.

It was a Friday afternoon and Beca was going to pick up Kylie. As she was walking to the classroom; she saw Kylie walk out and great an unfamiliar man not known to Beca. She walked up and Kylie saw her; and surprisingly ran up to Beca.

"Hey, kid." Beca said surprised.

"This is my Dad." Kylie said.

"Oh, hello. Chloe didn't tell me you would be picking her up." Beca said.

"Well, I pick her up every other Friday and then she spends the weekend with me until Monday when she goes to school." Tom said.

Beca nodded. "I'll remember that next time."

He nodded. "It was nice meeting you, Beca."

Beca nodded again. You don't seem like it was nice to meet me.

"You too. Have fun Kylie." Beca said as they walked off.

Beca had just walked into her apartment, sat down on the floor (no couch or chairs at the moment) and her phone rang.

It was Chloe.

"Hello?" Beca said.

"Hey! I forgot to mention to you that Kylie is getting picked up by her Dad. I'm sorry." Chloe sheepishly said.

"Oh, hey, no it's cool. I met him. He seems nice." Beca said.

Chloe laughed a little. "In a way, yeah."

Beca laughed.

There was a beat of silence.

"Hey, you should come over tonight? We haven't gotten to know each other very well. And since you're taking care of my daughter I would like to know more about you, mysterious DJ."

Beca swallowed some spit before answering.

"Uh, I- are you sure?" Beca asked.

"What? Just because you "work" for me doesn't mean we can't be friends, right?" Chloe said.

"Right. What time?" Beca said.

"Eight?" Beca agreed and they hung up.

At eight Beca pulled up to Chloe's. She was nervous. Obviously nothing was going to go down; but Beca was a nervous person in the first place, and being around someone like Chloe, only escalated the nerves.

Beca walked up and knocked on the door while fidgeting with them hem and buttons on her jacket.

"Hey, Beca!" Chloe chirped as she opened the door.

"Hello." Beca said as she walked in.

"Have you eaten?" Chloe asked as they made their way to the kitchen.

"No."

Chloe smiled. "Good. I cooked some spaghetti." Chloe said as she got Beca a bowl.

"Oh, I'm fine-" Chloe cut her off.

"No, eat. It's perfectly fine. I'm going to, and I don't want to just eat in front of you." Chloe said as she handed Beca a bowl of spaghetti with tomato sauce.

"Thanks." Beca continued to stand awkwardly.

Chloe laughed quietly and turned towards the brunette. "You can sit." Chloe motioned over to the table.

Beca opened her mouth and made an 'oh' motion, then nodded embarrassingly. Chloe got her food and made her way over to the table, as well.

"What would you like to drink?" Chloe asked.

"Water is fine." Beca said.

Chloe smiled and got Beca a water as she got some milk.

"You drink milk with spaghetti?" Beca curiously asked as Chloe sat back down.

"Yeah, I do. Is that weird?" Chloe playfully said.

"Yes. My Mom does it too. It's a weird mixture." Beca said as she started to eat.

Chloe smirked. "I don't think it's weird."

Beca drank some water before answering.

"Then I guess you're just weird."

Chloe blushed at the words. Beca looked proud in a way; making the older girl blush. Chloe felt warm and it was a weird, different feeling.

"So, you're twenty-three?" Chloe asked, trying to get out of this awkward feeling.

"I am." Beca said.

For some reason she now felt slightly more confident about herself.

"Why?" She asked.

"Oh, just reminding myself. You look so young."

Beca blushed now. "Thanks, I guess. So do you."

Chloe smiled. "Thanks."

Beca chugged her water after she finished eating. It was the only thing keep her mouth from being dry.

"If Kylie is ten then you must be a lot older than you look." Beca stated.

Chloe bit her lip and let out a breathily laugh. "I had her when I was seventeen." Chloe stated.

"Oh, so you're like twenty-seven? I see." Beca said.

Chloe nodded. "I did. Tom and I, her Dad, we got married basically as soon as she was born. His parents forced us to." Chloe said.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Beca sympathetically said.

"It's fine. I mean it worked for the most part. He went to college and law school while I worked. It was tough. But we got through it. Thank God I had my friends Aubrey and Stacie. I don't think I would've been able to get through it alone." Chloe said.

"I think you would've. I have a feeling you're a strong person. If you don't mind me asking, what happened?"

Chloe shifted and set her head leaning on her hands on the table.

"He cheated on me." She nonchalantly said.

"Oh, Chloe- I, I'm so sorry."

Chloe shrugged. "It's fine. I'm over it. It happened almost a year in a half ago." Chloe said.

After a moment she spoke up again.

"I guess it's like a cycle." Chloe said. She said as she shifted her body so she was more comfortable.

"The same thing happened to my Mom. High school sweethearts; got married after they had a baby. My Dad also cheated on her and got another chick pregnant." Chloe said.

Beca's mouth dropped."She got pregnant? Is that how you found out?"

Chloe laughed. "Oh, no. I suspected it. It's cliche but he had her smell. And I saw pictures of them in Mexico on Facebook."

Beca shook her head. "That blows. I'm sorry, Chloe." Beca said.

Chloe shrugged again. "Like I said, it's fine."

Beca couldn't believe it. Why would some one cheat on Chloe? She was caring, and sweet. Not to mention extremely beautiful.

Beca tried to comfort Chloe by resting her hand on the older girls. Chloe's heart fluttered surprisingly. Chloe looked up and they shared a small gaze before it was quickly broken by Aubrey's voice.

"Chloe? You home, Hun?" Aubrey said as she walked into the kitchen.

Chloe ripped her hand away as Aubrey came into view.

"Oh. Hello." She said as she saw the two girls staring at each other.

"Hey, Bree." Chloe said. "This is Beca. Kylie's babysitter." Chloe said introducing her.

"Hello, Beca." Aubrey suspiciously said.

"Hi." She curtly replied.

"I was just coming to see if you wanted to go to dinner with Stacie and I- but I guess you're busy." Aubrey stated.

"Oh- I'm sorry, I can go." Beca said as she motioned to the door.

"No, no. It's ok. Stay." Chloe reassured.

Aubrey raised an eyebrow.

"Bree, I don't really want to go out with you and Stacie again. Every time we go girls always hit on me cause they think I'm gay too." Chloe stated.

Upon hearing the words Beca slumped mentally. She had assumed Chloe wasn't into girls; but now that it was out in the open it sucked, basically.

"Right. Well, every time I set you up you never want to go. Try it, Chlo." Aubrey nonchalantly said.

Chloe shook her head. "I don't want to date right now. Go ahead and have fun with your girl." Chloe said.

"I'm getting you a date. Nice meeting you, Beca." Aubrey said as she strolled out.

"Sorry about her. She has a key now so she always walks in unexpected a lot." Chloe embarrassingly said as she sat back down with Beca.

"It's fine. I can go if you really want to go with her." Beca said.

Chloe shook her head. "I don't. Trust me. Going out with her and Stacie is not fun." Chloe stated.

"Why do you go?" Beca asked amused.

"Well I have nothing else to do. I have this huge house that I'm all alone in and I get bored when Kylie is with her Dad."

Beca couldn't stop thinking about the feeling she felt when she rested her hand on Chloe's. Beca knew she was guilty of a tiny crush on Chloe, but now it was growing larger by the second.

Beca nodded and Chloe sat up straight and smiled.

"You should tell me about yourself." Chloe stated.

Beca chucked breathily. "Not much to know. I live in a studio apartment and I DJ whenever I get the chance."

"Well, that's more interesting than me." Chloe said and Beca laughed.

"What? No. You're interesting and successful. I'm boring." Beca said.

Chloe laughed. "You're not boring. Kylie really likes you." Chloe said.

"Really?" Beca asked.

She nodded. "Every day she says how cool you are. She said she likes your makeup and boots."

Beca laughed. "She's a cool kid."

Chloe smiled as her 'thank you'.

"I should get going." Beca stated awkwardly after a beat.

"Oh. Ok, well I'll see you Monday at six?" Chloe said as Beca started to make her way out.

"Right. Have a nice weekend, Chloe." Beca said as they stopped at the door.

"You too." Chloe said happily.

Beca swallowed some spit before opening the door and walking out. Once Beca got into the car she let out a breath. "Fuck." Beca then drove home, without letting Chloe slip her mind.