"Good, it's you. I'm looking for my daughter. I understand you're her girlfriend?"

Chloe tensed Immediately, realising who this woman was. She knew Beca didn't want to see her, so she did the best she could to get rid of her.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are and this is my private residence, so I'd really appreciate it if you left right now."

"I'm Judy Mitchell, Beca's mother. Now, if you could tell me where to find her it would make things a lot easier."

Chloe was about to tell her that she was calling the cops if she didn't leave when she heard a voice behind her.

"Babe, who is it?" Beca froze at the sight of the woman in the doorstep. That was the last person she expected to see.

"Beca. I've been trying to find you. I even had to talk to your father. Don't you dare do that to me ever again." The woman said.

"How the fuck did you find Chloe's house? I'm calling the cops. I knew you were a terrible person, but I never pegged for a stalker." Beca said, with a serious face while taking her phone out of her pocket.

"No need for that, honey. I just had to bribe a journalist. She's famous, if you hadn't noticed. Now, I just want to talk to you." The woman said in a sweet tone.

"How fucking dare you? I want you to leave. Right now. And I don't want you near Chloe again, do you hear me? I'll put a restraining order against you if I need to. We're not talking. Not now. Not ever. I don't know what brought you to do this now, but I don't give a damn."

"Becs? I heard shouting, is everything okay?" Stacie said from behind her, and the girls turned around just to see her features turning into an angry expression. "You. I don't know what you think you're doing here, or how you got here. But I'm giving you ten seconds, starting now, until I beat you up."

"I see, so even Stacie's mother lies for you now. Okay, I'll leave. But don't think this is over. I'm your mother, and we're going to talk. Good bye." Judy said before turning to leave, leaving two angry brunettes and a confused redhead behind.

"Beca? What was that? Are you okay?" The actress said, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.

"Fuck. Shit. What is she doing here?" Beca said, starting to sob on the ginger's shoulder.

"Beca? It's okay. I'm not going to let her anywhere near you, and neither will Benji. You're okay." Stacie said, rubbing circles on her friend's back.

"I have to go find her." Beca said, pulling back from the redhead's body and reaching for the doorknob. "I can't have her following me or asking around. If she finds out who I am, professionally, she's probably going to tell the world." She said before storming out of the apartment.

"Beca!" Both Stacie and Chloe yelled and looked at each other.

"Chloe, I'm gonna go with her. She's not stable when she's around her mom. Can you please tell Benji and Emily what just happened?" Stacie said with a serious expression.

"No! I'm going with you. She's suffering. I could see it." The redhead argued.

"I don't think that's a good idea… Did Beca tell you the whole story?" The redhead shook her head. "Then you need to wait here. I'll be back with her and I'll make sure she tells you. She would never forgive me if I let you be exposed to that woman, anyways. Please?" Stacie pleaded.

"Okay. Text me as soon as you find Beca and also when you are coming back to the apartment. I'll be waiting." Stacie nodded and left the apartment and Chloe went to tell the other what had happened.

/

Stacie found Beca a few feet away from the apartment, having a staring contest with her mother, and she rushed to them.

"Beca. You shouldn't do this alone. We're going to the coffee shop in the corner and we'll have a conversation there, okay?" Beca turned to look at Stacie and nodded. That look was enough to worry the taller brunette. She hadn't seen so much pain in her eyes since they left for college, and she put a comforting arm around her shoulders and started walking towards the coffee shop, not even bothering to check if the other woman was following them.

Stacie sent a quick text to Chloe to let her know that she had found the DJ as they took a seat in one of the booths and looked up to Beca's mom.

"Judy. You need to explain what you're doing here. Now." She spited out with all the disdain she could muster, while Beca just seemed to shrink down next to her.

"I don't think I need a reason to want to see my daughter, Stacie, and I don't know what you're doing here. This should be between us." Judy answered calmly.

"You know perfectly well why I'm here. Now. Explain."

"Okay. Beca, honey, I know I hurt you all those years ago. That's why I haven't tried to contact you. I was giving you space. But you know I love you. I only want what's best for you. And you know nobody is ever going to love you as much as I do. You need to stop playing victim here and talk to me again."

Stacie looked at Beca and saw her growing smaller and smaller every second that passed. Her eyes started filling with tears and she looked at her hands. Stacie had never seen firsthand what Judy did to her friend, but she had seen the aftermath, and she knew she needed to stop this, so she leaned to whisper in Beca's ear.

"Beca. You know that's not true. She's done this so many times to you. Don't believe a word she says, okay?" She saw her friend slightly nod and she gave her a small smile. "Now talk to her so she leaves you alone." Beca straightened up and looked at her mother.

"I don't know what you want, but I wish you just told me." The tiny brunette said with a small voice. "I don't want you in my life. I know I'm your only daughter and whatever. But I really just want to forget you exist." She finished, still not looking up.

"Really? After all I've given you? I've fed you and put a roof over your head for years. You're just an ungrateful kid. You owe me some respect, Beca. I don't know what you think you're doing here, but you know perfectly well that you're nothing without me. Do you even have a job? Your father told me how you had to find a rich girlfriend to look after you. But that's not going to last, Beca. Nobody wants a useless unemployed person as a partner. And when you're left with nothing, you'll have to come crying back to me. I'm just looking out for you. Saving you the heartbreak." Beca just shook her head and started crying harder. "Stop crying! You always do this. I can never talk to you without you crying. Speak up!"

"Mother… you need to leave. For good. I'm never going back to you. I don't need you." She said between sobs, and when she calmed down, she finally looked up, first at Stacie, to find reassurance, and then to her mom. "I need you to understand, right here and right now, that I don't love you, I haven' for years. And that probably makes me a bad person, because no good person feels no love for her parents, but that's how it is, that's what you raised me to be." She took a deep breath before continuing. "You have no right to know absolutely anything about my life, and I won't tell you. But I'll have you know that I don't need you, or Chloe, or anyone, to survive. Now I'm going to ask you to leave the state and never come back. I'm filing a restraining order against you. I don't want you near me or Chloe, and if I ever see you, I'll make sure you'll regret it."

Judy looked at her open mouthed before changing her expression to one of pure hatred.

"I'll leave, but you're no daughter of mine anymore. You have no family and nobody will ever love you. You're a bad person, you always have been and always will be, despite my best efforts. I'll leave you alone forever, but I don't want to see you again. Ever." She shook her head and stood up to leave. "I didn't raise you to be this way. You're a cold person who can't care about others, and you'll get what you deserve eventually." With that, she left the coffee shop and Beca broke down as Stacie held her.

When she calmed down, she stood up to leave without a word and Stacie followed her.

"Becs, I promised Chloe I'd bring you back to her apartment when you were done here. You owe her an explanation. You can talk to me before we go, but I'm not going to let you be alone after that." Beca just sighed, defeated, and sat back down.

"Do you think it's true?" She said in a small voice and Stacie gave her a confused look. "You know, what she said about me being a bad person who couldn't care about others…" Stacie looked sadly at her.

"Beca, look at me." The tiny brunette did as she was told, with tears in her eyes. "What did you do yesterday?" she didn't get an answer, so she continued. "You dropped everything to take care of your sick girlfriend. You've done that for me, Benji, Emily and Luke countless times over the years. You're a caring and sensitive person. I thank the gods every day that you turned out like that with the parental figures you have. None of what that woman said was true, and you know that." The brunette nodded and looked at her friend.

"Do you have your car here?" Stacie nodded. "Do you think you could take me to Luke's before going back to Chloe's? I haven't seen him in forever, and I think I need him right now." Stacie nodded, knowing that her best friend had a special place in her heart for the Brit. He was the first person she opened up to willingly and he had always treated her like family.

/

Thirty minutes later, they were on Luke's doorstep waiting for him to open the door. When he did, a wide smile stretched his face and he pulled Beca into a bear hug.

"Becky! I've missed you so much. You haven't come by the truck in ages!" The brunette chuckled lightly against his chest, and when he pulled back he saw the tear tracks on her face and his expression turned serious. "Beca what happened? Come in, both of you." He said letting them in.

"Actually, I'm going to call Benji and Chloe to tell them where we are. Call me when you want me to pick you up Becs, I'll be nearby." Stacie said, and Beca nodded, making her way to the Brit's apartment.

Luke waved the taller brunette goodbye and took a seat in the couch next to Beca, waiting for her to speak up.

"So… My mother found me. She appeared on Chloe's apartment this morning wanting to talk." Beca finally said after a few minutes of silence. Luke widened his eyes, growing extremely concerned for his friend.

"What happened Beca?"

"Nothing… I talked to her, so she wouldn't snoop into my business, and she said some nasty things to me… I basically told her to fuck off and she left. I really wanted to talk to you… because I know you'll tell me the truth." She said looking him in the eye and he nodded. "So… she said some things about me being a bad person and that I didn't care about other people… and Stacie already made me see that that's not true… But there is some truth to those words… I'm a loner, and it's not that I don't care, but sometimes I forget to check on people, and to be there for them, and I hate myself for it, I just can't seem to change that. And I just really need to know if you think I should just leave Chloe…" Luke's eyes widened.

"Beca what are you talking about? You're happy with her!"

"Yeah. But I want her to be happy too. And I don't know if I can make her happy. She deserves better than me. She deserves somebody to take care of her every day of the year, and I don't know if I can do that. I mean, it's one of the reasons why I haven't had a relationship in years, and now that I have one, I don't think I can be good enough."

"Beca, you don't need to check up on us every day for us to know that you care. You're always there when it matters. I know you enjoy your time alone and I really respect that. As for Chloe, we haven't talked since your first date, but Beca, you looked at her like the sun shined out of her arse, I don't believe you went a single day without asking her how she was. Am I wrong?" Beca shook her head. "There you go. That's all you need to know. You care. About everyone around you. In fact, I don't know anybody who cares as much as you do. You've been there for me so many times in these few years… and for that, I'll never be able to repay you. I love you Becky." He finished, pulling her into an embrace and she chuckled.

"Do not call me that, asshole."

They stayed in the hug for a few more moments and when they pulled apart, they were both smiling softly.

"You know I love you, right?" The brunette nodded. "And I feel incredibly lucky and special that you decided to let me in. We're family, and I will always be here." The brunette nodded again and gave him a quick hug.

"I think I need to go talk to Chloe, but we'll talk soon, yeah? I want you to have dinner with me and Chloe, so you can properly meet."

"All right. Do you want me to drive you there or do you want to call Stacie?"

"Don't worry, Stacie will drive me, she said she would be near anyways. Thank you Luke, seriously. Stacie and Benji are the best, but they are always trying to protect me. I really needed to hear all that from you." She said before pulling out her phone to text Stacie.

Fifteen minutes later, the two brunettes were on their way to Chloe's and Beca was fidgeting in the passenger seat.

"Becs? Are you nervous about telling Chloe?" The brunette gave a small nod. "Look I know I said you owe her an explanation, but you don't need to tell her anything you're not ready for."

"No, I think I should tell her. If I don't, I probably never will. Besides, my crazy mother appeared on the fucking doorstep, she needs to know the whole story. Besides, I'm going to need Aubrey's help with the restraining order."

"Oh, so you were serious about that." The taller brunette said surprised.

"Of course I was serious, Stacie. She appeared on my girlfriend's doorstep! And she bribed a journalist to get her address. She's not stable, we've always known this, but today was just too much."

Stacie parked in front of Chloe's apartment building and they both got out of the car. When they got there, Benji and Emily were still waiting for her, sitting with Chloe in the living room watching TV without really paying attention.

"Hey guys." Beca waved and took a seat next to Chloe. "You didn't need to stay. Shouldn't you two be at work?"

"We both called to say we were going to be late. What happened Becs? I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I didn't realise what had happened until Chloe came to tell us." Benji said with a guilty expression.

"Don't worry, everything is okay now, Stacie can fill you in. Do you think you could leave me alone with Chloe so we can talk?" The two of them nodded and got up.

"Call us if you need anything, okay?" Emily said, and after the three of them hugged Beca goodbye, they left the apartment leaving the two girls alone.

"Baby? Are you sure you're okay? You don't need to tell me anything you're not ready for." The redhead said, noticing Beca's nervous demeanour.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I went to talk with Luke and I feel a lot better now. And I really want to tell you. You deserve to know. I just don't really like to talk about it, but it has to happen sometime." The redhead nodded and turned to face her. "So, my mom was never exactly a loving mother. But when my dad left, things got bad. She blamed me. She verbally abused me for years. I really don't want to get into detail of the things she said, because they don't really matter anymore. It took me really long to realise that. I honestly thought we had a normal mother-daughter relationship." She chuckled sadly. "I was depressed for years, but I didn't know why. My mom insisted that it was me trying to be a victim. The only people I would talk to were Stacie and Benji, and eventually Stacie's parents, who let me stay with them when things at home were too unbearable. People at school thought I was weird and they bullied me. Never when I was with my friends, but they'd hit me and call me names every time I was alone" She sighed.

"When I was 17, I was in antidepressants and sleeping pills. I tried to kill myself. I swallowed all the pills I had. Joke was on me, because they weren't enough to kill me, just to make me feel like shit. I don't remember anything from the following three days. Stacie told me that on the second day, she was concerned because I wasn't going to school or answering her texts, so she and Benji went to my house. My mother apparently told them I had swallowed a bunch of pills trying to call for attention and that I was sleeping it off. They freaked. She hadn't even taken me to the hospital, just left me in my room." Chloe had tears in her eyes and she was gripping tightly her girlfriend's hand.

"After that, Stacie refused to let me live with my mother. She told her parents what had happened and they said I was staying with them until I left for LA to be a music producer. It was good for a month. I got a little better, and for some reason, I decided that the best thing to do was going back to my mother. The months left until graduation were the worst. Eventually, my father forced me to go to college, so I left my mom and I never saw her again. Until today." Beca finished, feeling already better that her girlfriend knew.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through all that." She said pulling her into a hug. "What happened today though?"

"Nothing. She wanted to talk. I told her to fuck off and that I would put a restraining order against her. She said she didn't want to see me again and said some nasty things. I was a wreck for a while, but Stacie and Luke helped me and I'm okay now. Don't worry. She doesn't affect me like she did. I will need Aubrey's help with the restraining order, and it's up to you, but I'd feel better if you filed one too."

"Yeah, okay, we'll talk to Aubrey as soon as she gets back, she had to leave for work but she said she was coming back right after work." She chuckled. "She was fuming, she was already thinking of ways to put the woman in jail. She said she was a dangerous sociopath." Beca laughed too. "She's not going to do anything though, she's just really protective over me and freaked out knowing that it was that easy to find out where I live."

"I'm really sorry that happened, by the way. You should have never been involved in any of this. I really didn't think this was even a possibility."

"Don't worry, it's not your fault." The redhead said in a calming tone while playing with her hair.

"By the way, I promised Luke we'd have dinner with him. Is that okay with you?"

"Of course baby, whenever you want. Things may get a little hectic after today, but we'll find the time." She answered with a smile.

"Cool." The brunette said before kissing her. "Now, I feel like I need to ask you something, and I want you to answer honestly." Chloe became serious and nodded. "Are you happy? I mean… are you happy with me? As in… do I make you happy?" Beca rambled.

"Of course you do baby, I wouldn't be with you if you didn't. Why?" Chloe answered with a smile.

"Just needed to know. You make me really happy too, by the way." She said smiling. "So… it's almost time for lunch, wanna go out with me? I'll treat you." The redhead kissed her on the lips and jumped from the couch.

"Yay! Let me get my purse and we can go." She said before disappearing into the bedroom.

A/N: I haven't said it in a while, but I still own nothing. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it!