Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of their characters. And if somehow this is realistic, I apologize in advance. This is purely a work of fiction.
Trigger Warning: Serious Illness, Cancer.
A/N: Also I know next to nothing about Cancer, I'm basing this off of experience with a family member and wikipedia, so if something's wrong. Please don't hesitate to tell me.
HOPING FOR TOMORROW
Chapter 7: What's happening to me?
The next day Beca woke up at 6:30am. She didn't sleep well last night, every time Chloe got close to her, Beca would gently move her away or scooted away from her. She was afraid, afraid of her own emotions. Chloe had said the L word to Beca without hesitation. She probably thought Beca was asleep. Did Chloe say this to her every night? Beca wouldn't know, but somehow every part of her body wants to say it back.
Beca left Chloe's house at 7:30. She sent Chloe a text that she was going to be back to her apartment late. She pulled up to her building and went to the 20th floor where her studio was. She came in and was greeted by Cynthia-Rose.
"Heyy little one! Welcome back," CR gave her a side hug which Beca was reluctant to return.
"Great to be back." Beca replied. Then they got to work, CR was telling her all the stuff she had missed and Beca was listening. Beca soon got lost in her music, bopping her head to the music blasting through her headphones. Her hand moves gracefully between each dial and the other on the trackpad of her huge Mac computer. Her foot is tapping the floor with the rhythm and she hums the tune softly.
Although Beca doesn't like saying it, she is pretty well known - around teens - in the public. Sure she's not as famous as other celebrities but she's appeared in a handful of teen magazines and she swears she saw paps when she was grocery shopping last month - she found that picture later, of her in the vegetables section yawning.
Beca felt a light tap on her shoulder and turned around to face CR with her phone, she put out her earphones and CR said, "Dude you're phone's been ringing for the past minute,"
"Oh thanks," Beca replied taking the phone and answering it. Knowing very well who it is by the Titanium ringtone.
"Hello? Chloe?" Beca greeted.
"Hey Becs! I'm in the cafe near your office, want to have lunch?" Chloe asked.
"Umm, I have a lot of things to do Chlo. Maybe not today. Are you with Aubrey?"
"Oh okay-" Beca hates hearing Chloe's voice like that, "- No I'm not with Bree, I'm alone,"
"Okay. Take care of yourself please Chlo. I don't want you to faint in public or something," Beca advised.
"Don't worry, I'm feeling much better today!" Chloe exclaimed excitedly. And Beca smiled because hearing Chloe's voice almost back to normal is a good thing. Maybe she was just tired the last few days.
"That's good Chlo! Oh, by the way, I'm getting dinner later with CR and Stacie. Want to come?" Beca invited remembering CR said something about dinner plans.
"Oh umm... I think I already have plans with Bree..." Chloe lied.
"We can invite her. Come on Chlo. It'll be fun!"
"No it's fine, you go ahead."
"Al-alright." Beca said sounding disappointed. "I'll see you tonight then Chlo. Bye."
"Yea, bye."
Chloe hung up first and Beca put her phone down beside her computer. CR stared at her from a distance with a confused look,
"What?" Beca asked.
"Why were you worried Chloe's going to faint? And that she was feeling better? Better of what? Was she sick?" CR questioned.
Beca's head was now reeling. 'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What should I do?' Beca thought. She didn't want to lie, but she didn't want to break Chloe's trust either. So she just said the truth, slightly bending it a little.
"Yea she's sick but she's feeling a lot better now. That's the reason I've been MIA, I was taking care of her." Beca explained and hoped that CR won't ask what sickness it was.
"Ohh I see," CR replied and Beca was so relieved that she didn't ask anymore questions. CR then snickered and shook her head, "When are you and the ginger finally going to admit your feelings to each other, B?"
Beca's now sweating because she has no answer to that. Now she was reminded of last night, Chloe had just confessed her love to Beca. Not like, but LOVE. Beca can't deny that she doesn't love her back but Chloe has cancer for aca-gods sake. What if Chloe was saying that in a platonic way. What if Chloe was sleep talking and she was actually saying, "I love food Beca," and it came out as 'you'. Food and You rhyme right? She can't take the chance that Chloe might not like her back the way she does. She cares for the redhead too much to do that.
Beca remembered that CR is still awaiting an answer so Beca just put on her signature scowl and muttered, "Shut up..." That gained a laugh from CR and Beca put back in her headphones. But now, all she could think about is Chloe.
-Pandas-
Meanwhile in the city, Chloe was ordering lunch. She sat in the cafe alone and thought about what she should do before she would go to school. Aubrey and her decided yesterday that they would take her stuff after school so that the students won't see her.
Chloe was being very strong, she had showed almost no emotion to Beca and Aubrey when she told them she took leave. But deep inside Chloe was breaking. She had taught those kids for a year and a half, it was her own homeroom class. When she applied last year they treated her with upmost respect and together they've made wonderful memories, so Chloe immediately requested their class this year again. She would miss everybody in that class. But she would come back soon right? She had to have some hope left in her that maybe next year, she would come into her classroom and see those bright smiling faces again. She loved all of them. Every single one.
Without noticing, Chloe was already in the verge of crying. She wiped away the tears and exited the cafe - food only half finished. She decided that she would go grocery shopping because she has nothing at home, also because she needs to start eating healthier.
Before she knew it, it was already almost 3pm. Aubrey had promised her to take her to school at 4pm. So she had an hour to get home and change. The traffic in LA wasn't helping her situation, she got home around 4:20 and took a quick shower. After she was done, she heard her phone ring. She saw that it was Aubrey and answered it,
"Hello Bree?"
"Hey Chlo… I uhh… I'm still stuck at work. Apparently one of my clients is a not responding well and I might lose this case. I umm… Could pick you up tomorrow if you'd like?" Aubrey explained nervously. Sure Chloe could go herself, the problem wasn't about driving. It was about who's going to keep her calm.
"No no it's fine. I can go alone." Chloe said without emotion.
"Are you sure? I'm really sorry Chloe. Why don't you ask Beca if she could take you?" Aubrey asked.
"It's fine Bree, I can go alone," Chloe responded.
"I am so sorry Chloe." Aubrey said sounding sad. "Oh shit I have to go, are you sure you'll be okay?"
"Of course! Good luck with your case!" Chloe said sounding a little too optimistic. Inside she was feeling betrayed. First Beca, now Aubrey? What has she done to the world to deserve this.
"Bye Chlo. I'm sorry,"
"It's okay, bye." Chloe then hung up the phone and sighed. She figured she should probably get going, the kids are all going to be out of school now anyway.
When Chloe reached the school a feeling of nostalgia overthrew her. She was only going to take leave for a while right? She would come back here soon right? Chloe wouldn't allow herself to cry in the school. It'll be too much. She walked in, smiling a little seeing the security guard who she's grown accustomed to see 5 days a week. The school halls were mostly empty, and she looked around.
Chloe wouldn't ever admit it, but she was afraid that this was the last time she would ever see this school. She looked to the trophy cabinet and a smile formed on her face, she'd been on almost every one of those tournaments and was the teacher who looked like a proud parent when one of her students won. She continued walking, admiring the artwork that was up on the walls. She reached her classroom, and stopped by the door. She saw the sign taped to the door, Class 9G - Music Room. Aside from her homeroom kids, she also taught music to other kids too. She became close with all of her students but there was a strong bond between her and the students from her homeroom.
Chloe opened the door and saw her classroom. It was exactly how she left it in March. Chloe's classroom was slightly bigger than other classes. It was one where the students sat on the carpeted floor instead of tables and desks. There were several musical instruments in the room, including the drum on the back of the class, the piano on the opposite side, the three different style of keyboards around the class - which she guessed has been moved by the students today - two acoustic guitars near her desk and an electric one equipped with an amp. When she designed this classroom two years ago, she wanted it to be a place of comfort. A place where you can relax and forget about school for a little while. Students come here often at lunch breaks or after school to interact with her, lay around or just to play around with the instruments.
She unboxed the box she brought to bring her stuff in and started to put things into it neatly. She cleared out all the things on her desk like a candid picture of her and Beca at Copenhagen - that Stacie took, and a picture of her with Aubrey that she had since Aubrey moved away from BU. She also grabbed a blue notebook from one of the drawers, she opened it and smiled softly. It was filled with drawings of her and her students, notes from her students, pictures and other fun things. She compiled this after a month when she first taught, and now the pages were nearly finishing. A single tear fell when she looked through most of them. She now wished she'd at least taught one more class with her students, now they won't be seeing her again anytime soon. Chloe just hopes it's not never.
"Ms- Ms. Beale?" A voice came from the door. Chloe looked up and there was one of her students staring at her wide eyed. She knew this student very well, most of the drawings from the notebook came from her. Her words suddenly got stuck in her throat, leaving her incapable of saying anything. Without a warning the student came full force at her and hugged her like she was her lifeline.
"Don't leave Ms. Beale, please." The student said, voice sounding like she was about to cry.
"Hannah… I-I assume you know what's happening?" Chloe asked hugging Hannah back, if not tighter.
"Yes. I'm really sorry it happened to you Ms. Beale. You're way too good for the world to deserve this," Hannah pulled away and looked to Chloe's eyes.
"We're going to miss you. So much." Hannah's eyes are filled with tears waiting to fall now, and the way the sun comes in through the window shining at them, makes Chloe feel like her heart just dropped and shatter. She swore she could hear it breaking too.
"I'm so sorry Hannah. I really am." Chloe smiled her own eyes swelling.
"Follow me." Hannah demanded softly and grabbed her hand. She led her out of the classroom and walked to the library. Chloe, not wanting to sound like she's going to cry, followed her silently.
Hannah opened the library doors and Chloe was met with 20 other pairs of eyes staring at her. Before she could do anything, all of them kind of piled up on to Chloe hugging her. She could make out some of the things her students were saying,
"Ms. Beale don't leave!" "Ms. Beale, please stay!" "Ms. Beale don't go." "I'm going to miss you so much,"
Then all of the sudden it all became too much for Chloe. She promised herself not to cry, but how could she not when 21 students are all hugging her in some way begging her to stay. She wants to stay. She needs to. But this world is a bitch and it took away Chloe's pride and joy, slowly her life too.
"I'm, I'm going to miss you guys too." Chloe choked out in between sobs. The boys kindly gave her some distance now, but the girls continued to comfort her. Most of them were crying now too. She wore a ¾ sleeved shirt, so her bruises were slowly being shown.
She spent the next hour spending time with her beloved students. There was one kid though that was being particularly quiet. Connor. He was always the class clown, enlightening Chloe's day every day. Now he just sat back and refused to even look at Chloe. When one of her students told her that he needs to get back, Chloe soon realized that their time was over. Chloe had hoped it had last longer than it did but unfortunately it felt like only a second.
Slowly almost everyone was gone, leaving 4 of her favourite students in the library. Chloe liked to think she doesn't have favourites but everyone knew that Hannah (the artistic one), Eddie (the jock), Jade (the one with 'I don't give a fuck' attitude) and Connor (the friendly, humorous one) were hers. They were best friends since forever, and Chloe knew that they weren't here for no reason.
"Ms. Beale… Before you go, we want to sing something for you." Jade spoke. "Is that okay?"
"That'd be amazing." Chloe replied. They all went to her classroom again, Chloe occasionally stealing glances at Connor who haven't spoken a single word to her. When they reached class, they prepared all the necessary things and Chloe sat on her desk. For probably the last time.
"Umm… This song is… Our way of saying thanks for the last two years, and that we're going to miss you." Hannah said holding the mic.
"Do you remember the first song that you told us to perform?" Eddie asked. Chloe tried to remember but couldn't, so she shook her head.
"Well umm… It was the chorus of Down by Jason Walker. You told us we had a lot of potential when we played that together. So we've perfected it. I hope you like it Ms. Beale." Jade said.
Chloe finally remembers that day. She thought they were the best out of the other 5 groups. She gave them a really good grade and great feedback. She thinks that that was the song that brought them together in the first place because all of them were practicing the hell out of it. They spent multiple lunches and afterschool time in her room, just playing. That time Jade kept messing up her cues and got really frustrated, Chloe had to calm her down multiple times. Eddie sometimes couldn't play the chords and it would mess them up, Chloe would tell him to practice more or change it to an easier chord. Hannah wasn't confident about her singing so she either sang to high or inaudible, Chloe assured her it was going to be okay. Connor though, Chloe had no problem with. He sang beautifully with confidence and sometimes covering Hannah's mistakes. If only he would acknowledge her now.
The four students started playing and Chloe instantly felt emotional.
[Connor]
I don't know where I'm at
I'm standing at the back
And I'm tired of waiting
Waiting here in line,
Hoping that I'll find
What I've been chasing
Chloe looked at Connor and he was singing with his eyes closed. It's heartbreaking for Chloe to see him like this.
[Connor and Hannah]
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try,
I know I'm gonna fall down
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown?
Never know why
It's coming down, down, down
[Hannah]
Not ready to let go
'Cause then I'd never know
What I could be missing
But I'm missing way too much
So when do I give up
What I've been wishing for
[Connor and Hannah]
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try,
I know I'm gonna fall down
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown?
Never know why
It's coming down, down, down
Oh I am going down, down, down
Can't find another way around
And I don't want to hear the sound,
Of losing what I never found
[Connor]
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try,
Chloe could hear Connor's voice cracking, he was crying.
[Both]
I know I'm gonna fall down
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown?
Never know why
It's coming down, down, down
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try,
I know I'm gonna fall down
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown?
Oh, it's coming down, down, down
Once the last piano key echoed through the room, Chloe immediately got up and hugged Hannah and Connor, beckoning Jade and Eddie to come too. Connor was now sobbing uncontrollably, and all Chloe could do was comfort him.
"I'm- I'm going to miss you so much Ms. Beale. Please don't ever forget us." Connor cried.
"No no no, of course I'm never going to forget about you guys. Look at me Connor," Chloe said pulling him away slightly. "Regardless of where I will be in these next months or maybe even years if I'm lucky, I will always remember about you," Chloe looked up, "All of you."
"You guys are going to do so many great things in your life. It's sad that I can only get to be a part of some of it. I'm proud of you guys. I really am."
"We love you Ms. Beale. Please don't die." Connor whispered. And Hannah being beside him, elbowed him hard on his side. He didn't care though, it was there. Everyone in the room knew what her biggest fate is going to be.
"Just so you guys know, I'll stay alive for you. I'll fight this just so I can see your smiling faces again. I- I love you guys too." Chloe said.
"We don't want to go home. We don't want this to be the last time we're going to see you." Jade spoke.
"And it won't be. I promise guys." Chloe promised, though she still saw sadness in their eyes. "Hey, when have I ever broken a promise?"
"Not once," Hannah smiled.
"Exactly. So you guys go home okay? I'll see you soon." Chloe said pulling away from their hugs. She remembered she still has to pack her things. All of them nodded and got their bags. Each gave Chloe one last hug and Chloe accompanied them until the hallway ended.
"Bye Ms. Beale." Eddie waved and smiled sadly. He left first with his skateboard. Then Jade left with her bike saying bye to her too.
Hannah reluctantly waved her final goodbye, "This is for you Ms. Beale. Consider it a 'see you soon' drawing."
Chloe accepted the rolled up piece of A2 canvas, reminding to look at it later. She hugged Hannah and then she left too. Leaving Connor alone with her.
"Ms. Beale-"
"Connor-" Both of them said at the same time.
"You can go first," Chloe said.
"I really am going to miss you Ms. Beale. You're an awesome teacher. I hope you survive this." He smiled shakily.
"Thanks Connor. I'm going to miss you too." Chloe hugged him once again and he sighed to her embrace.
"Thanks for the best 2 years of classes I've ever had Ms. Beale."
"You're welcome," Chloe said letting him go, "Now go do your algebra homework! I know you have some." Chloe smiled shooing him away and Connor giggled. It was a weak giggle, but Chloe was satisfied nonetheless. With one last glance and a wave, he was gone.
Chloe's smile turned into a frown as she closed her left fist tightly, her right holding the painting that Hannah made. All of the memories in Chloe's mind about the school seemed to flash right before her eyes. All the competitions, class parties, music events, classes; she would cherish those moments forever.
All of the sudden she feels light headed. She walked slowly back to her classroom and resumed packing her things. Once she was done, she went to the teacher's lounge to collect her stuff from there too. No one was there as it was nearing 6pm already. She saw all the notecards from both teachers and students left on her desk; Chloe felt like she's going to cry again. But doesn't. SHe quickly packed everything and left.
She walked back to her car, head bowed down. The security guard was still there but was now taking a nap. She put all the things in the passenger seat and started the engine. She drove away with a sick feeling in her stomach that this was the last time she would be here.
-Pandas-
Beca, CR and Stacie decided that they were going to a bar/restaurant type place. Beca knew she shouldn't drink but Stacie insisted. Their conversation went a little like this,
"I'm not going to drink Stace,"
"Why? Don't tell me Beca Mitchell is backing out on getting drunk! Who are you?!" Stacie mocked.
"Chloe's sick and I need to take care of her,"
"Ohhh. So what you're telling me isss… You're whipped. You're not even in a relationship with her… Yet. And you're already whipped out of your mind,"
"I'm not "whipped"." Beca exclaimed. "Fine! I'll drink!"
"Uh huh." Stacie laughed.
That's how Beca found herself on her 3rd glass of beer. In a bar that she never knew existed. Dancing with Stacie and CR on the dance floor. The DJ even played some of her songs and mixes - when she introduced herself, he threw a fit that she was there. Needless to say, Beca was having fun.
It was about the 12am mark that she decided to check her phone. There were 2 missed calls from Chloe at 7pm and at 9pm. Beca decided that she would go home, she looked around for Stacie and CR but they were already far too drunk to notice she was gone - not like she was far behind - but she could still pass a sobriety test. Beca was grateful that CR told them to get a cab, she could always get her car from the studio tomorrow. So she hailed a cab and told the driver Chloe's address. She figured that the redhead was already asleep, so she can just pass out on the couch.
It's not that Beca's avoiding Chloe. She just doesn't know how to deal with her feelings right now. Chloe just indirectly told her she loves her. Yes, Beca feels the same way but she doesn't want to be the type of person that takes advantage of someone. Chloe has about 3 months left if the treatment doesn't work, so maybe her mind is all over the place.
Beca sighed and thought that it was far too late in the night to think about this.
She quietly slipped into the apartment and made almost no noise. But of course Chloe left her box full of things on the floor for Beca to accidentally step on. Hitting the box didn't hurt, hitting the floor because she lost balance hurt.
"Fuck!" Beca shrieked when her elbow hit the floor, forgetting all about being quiet. "Ow ow ow ow." She stood up and rubbed her elbow.
Chloe heard this and went outside. She turned on the lights to a hurt Beca in the middle of the living room.
"Beca? What happened?" Chloe said sleepily rubbing her eyes. Beca looked up at her and her breath hitched. Since when did Chloe look so cute in pajamas? It must be all the alcohol in her.
"I fell down. Don't worry, just uh go back to sleep." Beca said still applying pressure to her elbow. She had a high pain tolerance, but that fucking hurt.
"What's that smell? Is that alcohol? Beca. Are you drunk?" Chloe asked.
"I'm not that drunk, I only had like 5-6 beers." Beca said.
"So you declined my lunch offer. Ignored my calls. Went drinking. Came back at 1am. Woke me up by falling. And now you're telling me to go back to sleep just so you can leave early tomorrow again? Have I done something wrong Beca?"
"No! No, nothing's wrong Chlo. I just wanted to go out with my friends. Is that a problem to you?" Beca countered.
"No! But that doesn't mean you should avoid me like I have the plague or something. Cancer isn't catchable Beca."
"I'm not avoiding you! Who said I am?" Beca was now raising her voice a little. In the back of her head she knew she shouldn't be fighting with Chloe, but her mind's a bit foggy right now.
"Damn it Beca! Just forget about it! Okay? Go change or whatever. I'm going back to sleep."
"Fine." Beca didn't protest.
"Fine." Chloe returned to her room and slammed the door.
Beca changed in the spare bathroom, thankful that her suitcase wasn't inside Chloe's room. She took out her favourite pillow and a hoodie, knowing it will get cold at night - as all the blankets were in Chloe's room. Beca really fucked up now. She didn't even know why she was angry. She wasn't angry at all, she was just annoyed. Chloe toyed with her feelings without realizing.
For some reason Beca can't sleep. Maybe it was because a certain redhead wasn't beside her. Last night she couldn't sleep either without the redhead close to her side. Damn it Beale. And it wasn't long until Beca heard Chloe's door unlock.
"Beca?" Chloe called. Beca was contemplating whether or not she should answer. Beca sighed and did so anyways,
"Yea?" Beca said sounding a little bit too annoyed. She honestly can't help it.
"I'm sorry."
"I know. I just… I don't get you sometimes. Yesterday you wanted me to give you space to do things yourself, now you want me to be there with you 24/7? Do you know how fucking confusing that is?" Beca huffed out sitting up.
"I'm sorry Beca,"
"Yea well sorry's a bit overrated now. If I had a dollar every time we've said sorry to each other, I could buy an island." Beca muttered looking away from Chloe.
"What else do you want me to say?" Chloe raised her voice again.
"For fuck's sake Chloe!" Beca stood up massaging her forehead. "I don't want you to say anything! I want you to help me too. I'm here for you Chloe. But I can't do anything unless you let me help you! You want me to give you space? That's fine. You want me to skip work for you everyday? I'm fine with that too. What I don't want is for you to push me around like I'm some kind of toy, and making me take the blame for something I didn't do!" Beca looked at Chloe with eyes that made Chloe shiver.
"I didn't… I didn't blame you for anything Beca."
"You think you didn't! But you make me feel bad for nothing! I was trying to help you yesterday. But you pushed me away! Now when I'm giving you what you want, you're turning this on me again! I'm sorry if I seem selfish, but I tolerated enough of this Chloe! You're sick. I get it. That doesn't mean you don't have a heart. Honestly, where's the Chloe I know and love? The optimistic one, the one who barged into my shower all those years ago. Where is she? 'Cause I would like her back please."
"Beca. I'm just sorry okay? I don't want to fight anymore. Please…" Beca saw Chloe now. She was crying, yet again. Her body was shuddering and she was hugging herself. Beca swallowed thickly, of course Chloe would make Beca seem like the bad guy again.
"Fine. It's alright okay? It's fine." Beca put her hands up and sat back on the couch with her head in her hands. She felt the couch drop next to her and figured Chloe sat down.
"It's alright." Beca said through unshed tears. Why is she even crying? First she was annoyed, then angry, and now she's sad because Chloe's sad. Curse her. It's so unnatural for Beca to be feeling all these emotions.
"You know Aubrey didn't take me to the school today." Chloe said.
"You went alone?" Beca asked almost asking why she didn't call her. She knew why.
"Yea. My kids were all there to say goodbye to me. And you know Hannah, Connor, Eddie and Jade sang me a song."
"How very nice of them." Beca said having met them before because Chloe begged her to come to her music events.
"They sang the first song I told them to sing a few years back."
"Oh. Okay."
"Everyone cried. It was like a scene from a movie." Chloe laughed bitterly as she moved a strand of hair away from her face.
"And the box you tripped on? It's filled with notes and drawings. I hung one up actually, in my room. Want to see it?" Chloe asked.
"Sure." The both of them then stood up and walked to her room.
"Wow." Was all Beca said when she saw the drawing. "Who did this? Hannah?" Beca asked.
"Yea. Apparently she wanted to give it at the end of the school year, but when she heard about my condition, she worked her ass off to get it finished."
The water painting was a cartoon version of all of her homeroom students and Chloe. All of them were sitting on a music note with a background of the galaxy. Chloe was in the center with all of her students gathered around her. Beside each student was a signature with their name in white pen.
"That kid is talented." Beca praised.
"I know right."
It was silent again, neither wanting to see each other. Beca sighed and ran her hand through her hair.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you Chlo. Okay? I-I-I lo- care about you. A lot." Beca stammered.
"Thanks Becs," Chloe smiled. "Sleep with me?"
"You don't even need to ask." Beca grinned literally jumping into the bed. Chloe giggled at her antics and laid down beside her. The first thing Beca did of course is take Chloe's hands. Chloe didn't mind and scooted closer to Beca. Both of them fell asleep in each other's arms, and Beca was content. For now at least.
A/N: Arghh. I didn't really like how this chapter ended, buttt I stuck with it anyway... Oh! You know guys, I have a funny story! I have never had an argument with my best friend except once, so I asked her for advice on how to write this chapter. I told her to remember the day we fought and she didn't remember anything from it XD I had to explain what we did, and she was like "THAT HAPPENED?! WHEN?!" Sigh, she's an idiot. Anyways, the song they sang was Down by Jason Walker ft. Molly Reed. Connor sang Jason and Hannah sang Molly. Also, next chapter will be focusing more on Chloe's cancer (I felt like I'm straying away from it) So yea. Thanks for reading guys! You people are awesome ;)
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