The days after graduation sailed by. My parents went back home, and Beca and I were packing the last of our stuff. We had all new furniture so we were able to fit everything in a U-Haul trailer which Jesse pulled behind his truck. I had sold my car. Beca and I were going to ride the bike to Los Angeles. I was thrilled.
LA was beautiful. Huge. I had never seen anything like it and now it was my home. I had never been to the ocean, so before we went to the apartment we went to the beach. The three of us played like little kids for hours and, at the first touch of that ocean water, I found the happiest moment of my life. To be somewhere so beautiful, with the love of my life was something I had never pictured. Now though, I couldn't picture anything else.
After we left the beach, we went to the apartment. It was enormous. Beca had bought it after she was offered the job at Universal and had inspected it thoroughly while I was sitting exams. She'd gotten Jesse his dream kitchen. She had a studio/office room for her equipment and me to do my schoolwork on when I went back.
"Beca, it's beautiful." I whispered.
"There's more angel, Come see." I followed her up a staircase off our living room.
There was a beautiful garden up there. There was also a Jacuzzi and a couch. But what really made it stand out was the view. It was breathtaking. I was staring over the city as the sun set over the ocean. The colors fading into the darkness as city lights took its place.
"I want to say our vows up here. It's beautiful, like you. It's private, like me. It's completely ours." she kissed me, and I couldn't help but moan into the kiss. I was so in love with her right now.
That night, we made love under the stars. She had planned it, having Jesse bring up champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. She made it a romantic affair. We stayed up until sunrise and then she carried my exhausted, marked and highly worshipped body to bed.
"I love you Chloe Beale." she yawned as she cuddled in beside me.
"I love you Beca Mitchell." I whispered back, We shared one last kiss, and then surrendered to sleep.
At around noon, Jesse came into the room.
"Beca, you have a phone call. It's you're boss I think." she snatched the phone from him.
"Hello? This is Beca. When? Today? At two? Yeah I can make it. No worries. I'll see you then, thank you." she clicked the phone off.
"What's up babe?" I yawned, sitting up.
"I have to go to work. My artist flew in early I guess and they want to get a head start since he's in town anyways." she lit a smoke and passed it to me.
"That's good for you though. I know you're anxious to get in there. It's all you have been talking about." I passed the smoke back.
"I guess. I was just looking forward to our plans today. I'm sorry we had to cancel sweetheart. Another time, okay?" she genuinely looked sad about it.
"Yeah baby. Another time. I love you Beca. I am so proud of you, and you need to hear that, you know?" I tried changing the topic, or at least the view of it.
"Thank you Chloe. I'm going to get in the shower. I don't wanna look like I crawled out of an orgy and went to work." I laughed at that.
When I got out of bed to make breakfast and roll Beca's morning joint, I noticed a little blonde thing sitting on a stool in the kitchen.
"Hi. I'm Aubrey." she introduced herself.
"Chloe. I'm sorry, but why are you in my kitchen?" I asked, putting a pan on the stove to heat up.
"I spent the night with Jesse. He said it would be okay." she blushed.
"It is more than okay. I assume he fed you?" I asked as I started cracking eggs into a bowl.
"Yeah, he made a delicious breakfast. He really is a sweet guy. Is he your brother?" she pried.
"In-law of sorts I guess. He's my fiancée's foster brother. He sure is a sweetheart though." I was beginning to get weird vibes from this girl.
I cooked my eggs, and rolled a joint. Beca loved to get high while we ate breakfast. By the time she had finished getting ready, we were at the table smoking the joint and feeding each other eggs.
Jesse took Aubrey home. When she realized my fiancée was Beca she got a bit weird and wouldn't talk to us or even sit in the room. Jesse apologized profusely for his lack of judgment, but Beca just laughed at his apology.
"Just make sure to wash the intolerance off of you! Oh, and if she gets pregnant, teach the kid some human respect!" she yelled as he led Aubrey out of the loft.
Being from the Midwest I understood intolerance. Beca had a hard time with that. She was very much a believer that if a person was as good as they could be, and fell in love with someone who loved them back… That's what mattered. To her love knew no gender roles or boundaries. Love was meant to be spontaneous. She couldn't get right with the fact that it mattered to people what she was doing when the covers were up and the lights were down.
"People like that make me sick. I bet if I were black, she would have reacted the same. Fuck! Since when does what I do in bed anyone's business but mine? Bitch." I got up and stood behind her. I kissed her neck. She shivered and all the tension was gone.
"I happen to love what you do in bed. You always make me happy. Don't let her get to you Beca. It's her problem. To me you are perfection." she turned and I filled the space between us quickly.
Sometimes Beca kissed angrily. The type of kiss where teeth were involved and where your lips got swollen. "I love you." she growled as she resumed her hasty abuse of my lips. I lost twenty minutes in that kiss. She glanced at the clock.
"Shit, baby, I have to leave. I'll call later, and I love you sweetheart." she pecked me on the lips once more and ran out the door.
Jesse texted me to grab the stash and meet him downstairs so I did.
"Where are we going Jess?" I asked climbing into the truck.
"Sightseeing. I know you and Beck were supposed to go, but I figured since she had to work, I could take you if you want to go?" he'd even gotten a disposable camera.
"Yeah let's do it. Looking at my wall today was not a good plan, so I'm up for this."
We went all over the place and had an incredible day. He took me to Mulholland Drive, which despite the infamy of the name is just a street. He took me to the Hollywood sign, the Walk of Fame, Disney Concert Hall and for my father, Dodgers Stadium. When we got home Beca was passed out in her office chair. It was close to midnight. I shook her awake.
"Let's go to bed baby. It's late." I reasoned, knowing in my heart it was futile.
"I just wanna finish the bridge. I've almost got it, I just have a few minor tweaks. I got to have this single ready by tomorrow afternoon. Want to stay up a bit?" I shook my head.
"It's been a long couple days bad girl. I'm going to bed. Sorry. Be in soon okay?"
"Okay, I love you Chloe."
"You too." I yawned and I went to bed.
Beca crawled in around four. I know because she woke me up to do so. I was not happy. I knew this job would test my patience, I was ready for that. I didn't lie how it took her whole time away from me. That scared the daylights out of me.
I decided she needed to know how I felt about it. Before it became an issue.
hey fans. just want you to know that the next chapter is going to be a couple days... but it will be a u turn chapter. happiest longest chapter in the story so far. well worth the wait.
