Please forgive me for how super short this is, I just needed to get it out there cause it's kind of a filler giving an idea of the aftermath of what's happened.

Please still tell me your thoughts though, I really appreciate it!


Keep On Coming Back For More - Chapter 7: A Mother's Comfort

Chloe sat down at the lunch table with a heavy sigh that Monday afternoon, Aubrey and Stacie eyeing her with concern. The redhead hadn't spoken to anyone for the rest of the weekend after what had happened with Beca, she needed some time alone but it didn't look like it helped.

"How're you feeling?" Aubrey asked softly, gently rubbing Chloe's arm.

The redhead just shrugged and sighed heavily. The other two girls glanced at each other, it was like Beca had broken her completely.

"Are you free after school? Me and Aubrey were gonna study for that math test at my place, thought you'd maybe want to come too?" Stacie asked hopefully.

"I'm okay." Chloe said quietly, shaking her head.

Aubrey and Stacie just looked at each other in defeat. The couldn't stand seeing Chloe like this, it killed them.

"Chloe." Beca appeared at the table and tapped Chloe on the shoulder.

"Leave her alone." Stacie scowled up at the brunette who just ignored her, her attention only on the redhead.

"Can I talk to you? Please?" Beca asked quietly and Chloe finally turned around in her chair to look up at her.

"No, you've done enough." The younger girl said.

"Just let me-"

"She said no." Aubrey reminded firmly.

Beca exhaled loudly through her nose, shaking her head before she finally walked off, finding Jesse at his locker where he had been waiting on her. "Didn't fucking work." She growled, smacking her fist against the locker beside his.

"Well dude, I'm not surprised." Jesse said seriously, furrowing his brow.

"So that's it? She's never gonna let me talk to her again?" The girl asked in frustration, flailing her arms around.

Jesse was torn. He knew what Beca had done to Chloe was way out of line and the redhead has a right to not want to talk to her. Then there was the other part of him that really wanted to help her because she had never reacted like this when she had 'broke things off' with another girl. The boy knew that Beca really like this girl, she just didn't admit it.


"I don't get it." Stacie said distractedly, too busy watching her pen that she was twirling between her fingers.

"That's because you're not even trying." Aubrey said in amusement as she glanced up from her textbook at the brunette.

The two girls were lying side by side on their stomachs on Stacie's bed. They were supposed to be studying for the test but the brunette was clearly getting bored.

"I am trying." Stacie sighed in exasperation, resting her head on her book as she just watched Aubrey.

"Hm, clearly." The blonde grinned in amusement as she reached over with her free hand and gently massaged the back of the brunette's neck.

Stacie closed her eyes and smiled. "I know something that would be more fun."

"Mm?" Aubrey hummed distractedly as she placed her pen between her teeth.

"We could always make out." The taller girl suggested with a smirk, her eyes still closed.

"You know we shouldn't." The blonde sighed, trying to fight the smile playing at her lips.

"I also know that you really want to though." Stacie teased, opening her eyes as she smirked at her best friend. "Come on we've been working for too long." She whined.

Aubrey once again sighed as she checked her watch. "I suppose we could take a break." She playfully rolled her eyes as she rolled onto her side.

Stacie bit back a smile as she took hold of Aubrey's waist, leaning in to kiss her and the blonde placed a soft hand on the other girl's cheek.

The kiss started off slow and gentle, both girls enjoying the way their lips moved together perfectly.

The brunette ran her hand down the blonde's leg until she came to the crook of her knee and pulled her leg a little towards her. She smirked into the kiss as she stroked the back of her knee making Aubrey hum against her lips.

They both melted back into the kiss.

"Girls I just wanted-Oh my, I'm sorry!" Stacie's mom had unexpectedly walked into the room, quickly stepping back out, apologising.

Aubrey and Stacie had broken apart and stared at each other in a mix of shock and panic.

"Shit." The brunette hissed under her breath.

"Does she uh, know about you-" Aubrey trailed off and Stacie shook her head. "Maybe you should talk to her Stace, I can come back later." She offered, placing a comforting hand on the girl's shoulder once they had both sat up.

Stacie groaned, covering her face with her hands. "I didn't want to have to do this right now."

"I know." Aubrey said sympathetically as she got up from the bed and started putting her books back into her bag.

"What do I even say to her?" Stacie asked, reaching over to her nightstand and grabbed Aubrey's car keys.

"I think what she saw does a lot of the talking for you." Aubrey said, cracking a smile.

Stacie couldn't help but chuckle, shaking her head as she threw herself back into the bed. "It'll be fine." She said to herself.

"It'll be fine." Aubrey echoed in reassurance. She says this but god she couldn't even imagine telling her parents about all this right now.

"I don't want you to goooo." Stacie whined as she stood up and threw her arms around the blonde who was slipping her feet into her boots.

Aubrey giggled, rolling her eyes. "I'll be back later if you want, I just think your mom is gonna want to talk to you for a while." She said apologetically and the brunette finally let go, reluctantly handing over the car keys.

They both made their way downstairs and Stacie quietly opened the front door.

"Call me." Aubrey whispered and Stacie nodded with a wink, pecking her on the lips.

The blonde smiled, chewing on her bottom lip before slipping out of the door.

Once Stacie closed the door behind Aubrey, she suddenly felt ten times more nervous as she slowly walked down the hall. "Mom?" She called out in a shaky voice.

"Kitchen." Christina replied.

The teenager entered the room where she found her mother making coffee.

"Where's Aubrey?" The older woman asked.

"Uh she had to go home." The 17 year old lied.

Stacie wanted to die from the amount of awkward tension in the room.

Christina sighed before walking over to her daughter, enveloping her into a tight hug. This made the teenager instantly relax before she suddenly sobbed, slightly overwhelmed.

"What're you crying for?" Christina asked softly, pulling away to look her daughter in the eye.

"I don't know." Stacie said honestly, wiping her eyes. She didn't know where the tears came from, it was just an automatic reaction from her mother's reassuring hug. "I didn't know what you would say." She shrugged, taking the tissue that the woman offered her.

"Honey, if you're happy, I'm happy, you know that." Christina said seriously. "I was just shocked because I knew you and Aubrey were close, I just didn't know you were as close as that." She joked and Stacie couldn't help but giggle. "Are you girls for real?" She wondered.

"We don't really know what it is yet but...I really like her in that way." Stacie admitted with a small smile.

"Take you time, it makes me even happier that it's Aubrey, you know how much I love her."

The teenager playfully rolled her eyes. Sometimes she was convinced her mom wanted to adopt Aubrey, she saw her as this perfect daughter.

"But she's not out and neither am I really so you can't tell anyone, especially her parents." The girl said seriously.

"Don't worry."

"Thanks mom." Stacie hugged her mother, thankful of how understanding she was. There was a sense of relief that washed over her, she was glad.


"Whenever you're ready to talk, I'm here honey." Cindy handed her daughter a cup of tea before sitting beside her on the couch.

Chloe had a blanket over her lap as she mindlessly stared at the TV. Her mother could obviously sense (like everyone else) that her daughter was very upset about something, getting it out of her is a different story. That's why the older woman was willing to just sit with her until she wanted to talk.

"Everyone was right." Chloe finally spoke up, her voice weak. "She played me. Just like every other girl she dates." She muttered angrily.

"Sweetheart I'm sorry about the no dating rule, I would've much preferred if I had met this girl."

"What's the point? Even if you did meet her, you'd just say the same thing everyone else does but this idiot wouldn't believe you." Chloe shook her head. "I just don't get why she did it, mom." Her voice cracked with tears.

Cindy scooted closer and wrapped an arm around the teenager.

"I thought she could change, I was always thinking in the back of my mind that maybe she really does like me and she's willing to put her past behind her." The 16 year old spoke her mind as she leaned into her mother.

"Chloe losing you will be the biggest mistake she'll ever make, she doesn't deserve someone as loving as you. One of the best things about you is that you try to see the best in people, you gave her a chance and she didn't take it. It's her loss." Cindy said.

"I know but I really liked her, mom." Chloe sobbed, turning her face to her mother's shirt.

"C'mere." The older woman placed the girl's tea on the table before pulling her in for a hug and they just sat like that as Chloe cried into her shoulder. Cindy was glad she managed to get her daughter to open up but god it killed her to see her so heartbroken.


"I've fucked up, mom." Beca cried, shaking her head at her mother's grave. "I don't know what to do." Her voice continued to crack as she spoke.

The girl still couldn't fully explain what she was feeling, she had never felt like this after letting a girl down before. None of those girls meant anything to her. Chloe did…

"You'd hate the things I do if you were still here…" Beca said in disgust of herself. "God, I hate the things I do...I hate who I've managed to become. It's like I've been numb ever since you went, I just-I don't know what I'm doing." She continued to sob, covering her face with her arm. "I've never needed you so much, mom."

"Beca." Jesse said a soft voice, getting down on his knees beside the girl. He softly rubbed her back and she lifted her head.

"I'm sorry." Beca said, wiping her eyes.

"Why?" He asked gently, using the sleeve if his hoodie to dry her eyes.

"For having to see me in such a mess over all of this." She said quietly as she read her mother's name over and over again in her head.

"No, don't worry about it." He reassured, wrapping an arm around her. "You're really serious about Chloe aren't you?" He added quietly.

Beca nodded. "I don't want to be that girl anymore, my mom would've hated it." She motioned to the gravestone in front of them. "She would've loved Chloe though. That's the thing, Chloe reminds me so much of her. Being with her made me feel like I had a part of my mom back and then I went and fucked it up like with everything else I do."

"Beca listen, beating yourself up about it isn't going to help, if you're wanting to change, you need to actually do something about it." Jesse reminded seriously, searching her eyes.

"I know, I just don't know what to do. She can barely even look at me." Beca closed her eyes and shook her head.

"We'll figure something out but it'll take a lot of work, she's not gonna forgive you easily."

"She shouldn't even forgive me at all." The girl muttered.

"Don't give up." Jesse whispered, pulling her into his side, kissing her on the top of her head.

It was going to be hard...


I know it's mostly about the girls going to their mothers for comfort but I needed to have that in here before the whole Beca trying to win Chloe back situation.

I hope you're okay with me not rushing into it because hell if I was Chloe I certainly wouldn't be forgiving her at a drop of a hat.

Any ideas on what you think Beca's going to do to try and win her back?

Staubrey tho