AN: Sorry guys the wifi company messed up and I just got my wi-fi uplink today so yeah I'm so sorry for the late update. Thank you for those awesome reviews. You guys rule!
PS: I AM SO TERRIBLY SORRY FOR THE CODING MESS UP. God I feel so embarrassed I should have checked it out. I'm really really really sorry but I've corrected it now :)
Six years old Beca Mitchell sat huddled by the door of her room with her hands placed over her ears as she tried to block out the loud voices coming from downstairs, which grew louder and louder by the passing minute. She rocked herself back and forth steadily and pretended her parents were having a 'Who can shout the loudest' competition. She cheered them on, rooting for her mother and rooting for her father at the same time. And then it happened. Her father won by shouting two simple words. 'I'm leaving.' The scene evaporated in a cloud of black smoke.
Another scene appeared. Now, she was crouched on the top step of the stair-case and staring at the living room beneath, passively. Her eyes were glued to the front door, simply waiting. Waiting for the faded grey suit and black leather briefcase of her father to come but it never did. She sat there and watched in petrifying fear as her mother aged and she grew older. Her happiness started to fade and her mother began to disappear.
"NO!" A shrill voice escaped her lips. It was not her young version anymore but Beca herself. She tried to run downstairs and cling to vanishing figure of her mother but her feet began to sink through the tiled floor. A heart-wrenching, guttural sob escaped her lips as the frail figure of her mother dissolved into nothingness and there was nothing she could do to stop it. The floor beneath her crumbled and she found herself falling down into a black, dark void. Falling and screaming, falling and screaming…
"Beca! Wake up!"
Her eyes popped open and she took in the light flooded room. She batted her eyelids rapidly a few times to adjust to the light and register her surroundings. She was covered all over in icy cold sweat, her breath was ragged and she was holding on to something tightly. No, she was holding on to someone. Her eyes shifted and she saw the sunlit red hair of Chloe cascading down and slightly brushing against her face. The ginger was leaning over the frightened state of her and lightly running her fingers along her jaw line.
"M-my mom s-sh-she va-" Beca tried to steady her trembling voice.
"I know. It was just a dream." The red-head interrupted with a kiss on the forehead.
She relished the softness of her lips against the matted hair on her head and nodded. "It was a shitty dream." She groaned.
"Just a dream." Chloe smiled and gave her cheek a slight pat before rolling away and sitting upright. She flexed her arms and Beca's gaze followed her. Chloe was wearing a light pink vest which hugged her toned shoulders muscles and highlighted her flexed arms. All of which sent shockwaves down Beca's spine. The ginger turned around and caught Beca gaping at her.
"Yeah." The brunette said in cracked sleepy voice, still staring at the soft skin of her arms around the lump of her bicep. "Do you always look this good when you wake up?" She blurted out and looked at her in awe.
"Yes." A devious grin played across Chloe's lips quickly followed by a chortle. "But I've been up for a couple of hours now, early morning jog." She stood up and immediately Beca found herself staring at her perfectly chiseled legs. "How long are you going to stare?" Chloe asked rather amused, causing the short girl to finally pry her eyes away.
"What time is it?" Beca mumbled, feeling rather sheepish.
"It's fifteen past seven." The ginger shook her head, chuckling to herself. "I got you breakfast." She piped in and pointed at the large coffee cup and pancakes on her desk. "Non-fat soy latte with one shot of cream and blueberry pancakes."
"But I take cappuccino with a lot of sugar!" Beca gasped while Chloe grabbed the breakfast tray and plopped it on top of the brunette's knees; a constant grin stretching her lips.
"You could use the non-fattening. You're welcome." The ginger nodded and poked her nose causing a pink shade to spread over Beca's cheeks.
"Thanks." She said. "Let me just pop in the restroom real quick. I'll be right back."
After a quick wash-up and ravishing the extremely delicious breakfast, Beca looked over at Chloe who was staring at her with a soft smile.
"What?" Beca said, starting to feel a little self-conscious. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and looked over her shirt for any signs of stains.
"Hmmm nothing." Chloe sighed and smiled brightly. "I like having you over for sleepovers."
"You've had me over for five days now." The short girl quirked her brows. The first night Beca had stayed over, Chloe began to insist for another sleepover on the next and then on the next night. The same thing happened every night until it was five sleepovers.
"Five more won't hurt." The ginger pouted and made a puppy dog face.
"Oh no no NO! I'm not falling for that face again!" Beca shook her head violently.
"Pwease?" Chloe pleaded.
"Kimmy Jin would probably think I died and throw out all of my stuff." The short girl sighed and rolled off the bed. She stood up and Chloe followed. "Besides I haven't studied a word in these five days and I have a big test for Trigonometry." Her hands reached for her pale blue jacket but Chloe grabbed it first.
"Pffft fine. I will never understand why you took Math in college." She slid each arm over Beca's shoulder and turned her around. The short girl did not show any resistance, she was used to this by now.
"I like Math. It's fun." Beca chuckled and zipped up the jacket.
"Sure." Chloe grimaced and shook her head. She handed Beca a pair of jeans from her drawer.
"What subjects do you have?" Beca narrowed her eyes and took the jeans gladly. Even though Chloe was taller than her, they were coincidentally the same waist size and almost all her shirts would fit Beca.
"English Literature and all sciences." The red-head shrugged.
"Sciences? Uhuh. And you're judging me for keeping Math." The short girl narrowed her eyes and smirked.
"Pffft fine." Chloe laughed. "By the way you're a minute late for your job." She pointed at the clock which was ablaze with the numbers '8:01'.
"Holy shit!" Beca squealed. "I'm so dead." She gasped and headed for the door before Chloe called her out. "Waiiittt!"
"Oh my God, Chloe! What?" She looked at the taller, grinning girl in horror.
"We're still on for the riff off tonight" Chloe asked, tugging at her bottom lip nervously.
"I have no idea why you want to go. It's not like we can sing. You're just going to torture yourself by watching them." Beca sighed and turned the door knob.
"I've never missed it since the first time I got here." Chloe shrugged and looked at Beca solemnly.
"Ok we'll go." The look on Chloe's face had been affecting her judgment a lot lately. "But right now I have to go, so I won't be served as the main meal in today's breakfast." The brunette nodded grimly and rushed out the door.
Once she got to the cafeteria, the kitchen head was looking at her like she had just killed someone. "I'll do weekends." Beca avoided looking at the lady and promptly yanked her apron over her head.
"Becaw!" The familiar voice of Jesse made her turn towards the serving area and look at his goofily grinning face.
"Jesse? Jesse Swanson?" She gasped dramatically. "Oh my God I can't believe it's you! How was the trip to the Stone Age?" She drew up next to him and began plopping trays on the counter.
"Stone Age?" He looked at her baffled.
"Yeah since you've clearly not been responding to my bajillion messages I figured the only logical explanation is you were time travelling to the Stone Age." She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Yeah about that…um." He scratched the back of his neck and laughed nervously. "Bree told me not to. She said if I avoided you for a while the whole thing will settle down. You know the k-"
"Yeah I saw the smooch." She rolled her eyes, cutting him off. "Well 'Bree' sure knows how to handle her shit. First, she makes the stupid rule about no Treble-boning and then she dates you. And just because we catch her, she kicks me off the Bellas. I c-"
"Woah wait a minute!" Jesse's eyebrows shot up as he stared at her bemused. "She kicked you out? When? What? How? Huh? What?"
"Calm down. I'm over it." Beca shrugged and placed a hamburger on the tray. "I just feel bad for Chloe that's all."
"Why do you feel bad for Chloe?" He furrowed his brows questioningly.
"Well because she quit." She coughed. "Because of me."
"Oh okay." He grinned and covered his mouth with his hand.
Beca tilted her head slightly and caught this gesture. "What?"
"Huh. Nothing." He chuckled.
"Oh spit it out!" She huffed, feeling annoyed.
"Alright alright. I always figured you two were you know," he winked and joined his fingers on both hands, bringing them together occasionally in a kissing gesture. "But hey it's cool. I support you."
"Wait what?" She dropped the tray on the counter and turned to face him. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Well just stating the obvious. You and Chloe seem like um," he shrugged and faced her. "A couple."
"WHAT!?" She cracked loudly enough to earn a growl from the head chef. "Sorry." She said pointedly in her direction and turned to him again. "What?"
"Oh come on. The closeness, she quitting for you, you jumping up every time you hear her name." Jesse smirked. "You, my friend, have a serious, high-school, 'I doodle heart Chloe' crush on her." He patted her cheeks and ruffled her hair.
"Do that again and I'm going to cut off your hand and serve it as 'The Morning Special'," she said threateningly causing Jesse to yank back his hand and grimace. "I do not have a crush on her. This is the way all girls are with other girl…friends." She shrugged.
"Sure. Look there is Chloe carrying heart balloons and chocolates!" He said excitedly and pointed behind her.
"Really?" She exclaimed and turned around smiling. "Where?"
"Wow, this girl has changed you Beca Mitchel." Jesse laughed shaking his head and placed a juice carton on the counter.
"Ok that was a mean joke." She groaned. Holy shit why did I just get so hyped up over balloons and candy? She felt her mind ramble on and Jesse was no help in stopping it.
"You're probably wondering why you got so over-joyed by the idea of Chloe bringing balloons?"
Yes. "Pshht no." She swiped her hand and shook her head excessively. "I was uh just uh. Here's your tray." She placed the food tray in front of a student.
"Well you can either avoid it or take my 101 on how to deal with this." He grinned. "It's your call."
No Beca. No. No Beca Mitchel stop righ- "Ok so say hypothetically I like Chloe but how do I know I like like her?" She silenced the tiny shrieking person in her head.
"Well, 'hypothetically'," he chuckled, "you can just notice the way you act around the person or how they make you feel. Like for instance, is there odd tension between you two?" He looked at her questioningly.
Yes. "No." She shook her head.
"Does she make you feel all tingly and warm inside?" He continued with a growing smile.
YES. "Nope." She shook her head again.
"Do you feel like you have to do absolutely anything to make her happy?"
OH GOD YES! "Nu-uh."
"Is the answer to all these questions, yes?" He smirked.
"Yes." She admitted, feeling defeated.
"I know little one." He patted her shoulder. "You can lie to me but you cannot lie to the love master living within me. He senses your love aura." He said adding a theatrically bow.
"I have absolutely no idea why I'm friends with you." Beca rolled her eyes.
"So when are you going to tell her?" He asked, nudging her slightly with his shoulder.
"Tell her what?" She raised an eyebrow.
"That you want to have her babies!…In some weird medical technology advancement way." He rubbed his hands gleefully.
"Ok we're not friends anymore." She nodded.
"Pfft but seriously, when will you tell her you like her? He chuckled.
"I don't even know if she feels the same way. I ain't telling her nothing!" She exclaimed shaking her hands in front of her.
"Ok come on Becs this girl quit her five year gig for you. You don't do that for just a friend." He poked her nose.
"Best friend?" She smiled awkwardly.
"Look you'll have to own up to these feelings sooner or later. You can't bottle this up forever." He laughed and placed the last food tray on the counter.
"But I'm good at hiding emotions!" Beca untied her apron and lifted it above her head.
"You were good at that. Now you practically had your heart burst when I said Chloe came with balloons." He cracked up loudly and started putting food for himself in a tray.
"I really don't like you, you know that?" She growled and headed on to the back stations for their break.
"I love you too." He grinned and followed her. "So now tell me again why Aubrey kicked you off the Bellas?"
"She thought I was going to tell the other Bellas about your date." Beca shrugged and leaned against the cutlery cupboard, absently gazing outside the window.
"Really? Maybe I should talk to her…" He frowned and took a bite of his pancakes.
"No I'd rather you didn't. I don't want her thinking I forced you into this. She'll just end up hurting Chloe even more." She rolled her eyes as she thought of the fit Aubrey would throw.
"Hmmm hey where is your food tray? Don't you wanna have breakfast?" Jesse pursed his lips and looked at her innocently.
"I um already ate." She averted her gaze and cleared her throat.
"Pick up something on your way?" He smiled knowingly.
"No…Chloe gave me breakfast in bed." She sighed dreamily.
"I figured I just wanted you to say it. Love Guru senses it all," he laughed hysterically.
"Love Guru will get a smack on his head if he doesn't shut up." She spoke through gritted teeth causing an even greater uproar from Jesse. "Oi don't hate on Love Guru."
Their break ended soon but since the head chef stuck them with different duties, Beca didn't get to see much of Jesse afterwards. Her classes took place in the same dull, monotonous way where she day-dreamed most of the time about Chloe. As the shades of evening drew near, Beca stood outside the ginger's dorm dreading the thought of what was to come. She knew how emotional it would get for Chloe to see the Bellas perform and not be a part of it. If Aubrey wasn't Chloe's best friend, Beca would have punched her face in by now.
Knock. Knock.
She rapped the door lightly and half hoped Chloe wouldn't be there. But in a split second the door flung open and Beca felt herself being engulfed by warmth. Chloe squealed and wrapped her arms tighter around the short girl. "I'm so glad you're here. I could never do this without you."
"I know otherwise I wouldn't be here I would be having a large cheesy slice of pizza with a ginormous bottle of Jack Daniels." She groaned. "You can still change your mind you know."
"Becs…" Chloe whimpered slightly.
"Oh alright. Fine. Let's go to this thing and get it over with quick." The brunette rolled her eyes.
AN: I'll try and post the next chapter by this week. Don't forget to review because they absolutely encourage me to stop being lazy and start writing and favourite/follow this story if you want to stay updated when I post new chapters.
