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It had been two days since Beca read Chloe's text. She didn't have the guts to answer her. First of all, because of her situation with Lisa, that had been on repeat night after night, feeling the regret smashing her with a huge headache every morning after. And in second place, because she was embarrassed. Embarrassed of what she had been doing. Embarrassed of how her alcoholic habit had become an issue and how she didn't want to handle it, even if she knew that it was a real problem for her. Embarrassed of her failed confession, blaming herself about how she had lost Chloe's friendship. How could she had been so naïve?
"Darling, are we going to eat something before lunch or not?" Lisa snapped Beca out of her thoughts. She looked up at the soaked woman, who was wearing her robe. The smaller brunette, who was sitting on one side of her bed, sighed and leaned back again on it, begging someone out there to get rid of that woman.
"I don't want to eat." she answered, covering her eyes with one arm as the other was on her belly. She felt sick, like every morning when she discovered Lisa's body lying on her bed. "If you don't mind, I would like to have some time alone. By the way, you can keep that robe."
"Oh, come on Beca! We can go out and have some coffee! You didn't get out of our place-" Our place? "-since I got here!" the older woman whined as she drop the robe on the floor and started to dress up. Beca opened an eye and glanced at her naked body. She sighed again as she closed her eye. That body is nothing compared to Chloe's.
"Okay, I need a coffee anyway. But then I want you to leave me alone in MY place for the rest of the day, got it?" she snapped back as she stood up and headed to the bathroom, leaving a surprised taller brunette behind. She cleaned herself and put on skinny jeans and a black tank top. She looked at her face on the mirror, seeing black shadows under her red and blue navy eyes. I look like I've been ran over by a truck or something.
"Ready?!" Beca growled annoyed, shutting her eyes as the voice of Lisa hit her head, causing her headache to increase. She splashed some water to her face and when she was about to step out of the bathroom, her phone rang inside of her pocket and she reached for it. She looked at its screen and sighed for the umpteenth time.
"Hey, what's up Jesse?" she answered with a tired voice as she closed the bathroom door to have some privacy.
"What's up with you, dude? You didn't answered my texts since the party night! What have you been up to? Did you get laid with that hot re-"
"She doesn't like me." the brunette cut Jesse off.
"What are you talking about? I saw you two guys having a sexy dance at the party and then you stayed there at her place and-"
"I said to her that I like her and she didn't say a word, so I left." she cut him off again.
"You left without getting an answer?"
"Yep."
"Why?"
"Because she looked all stunned and I didn't want to hear that she didn't feel like me."
"Did she call you after that?"
"No, but she texted me to meet me or something."
"And you said…?"
"Nothing, I didn't answer back." she said nonchalantly.
"WHAT?! Beca, maybe she is going to say that she likes you too! Why didn't you text her back?!"
"Dude, calm down, okay?!" she shot back.
"Beca, are you okay? What's going on? Are you ready or what?" Lisa's voice was getting close to the bathroom and the younger brunette clenched her teeth with anger. She wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there for the rest of her life.
"What was that? Is there someone else with you?" the men asked when he heard the taller brunette's voice on the background.
"No." Beca lied.
"What do you mean, Becs? Do you or don't you want to get coffee?" Lisa's voice was right behind the door right now.
"Dude, that voice… Tell me that she is not there… " he said with an angry feeling raising in his body.
Beca gave up and answered the other woman, hoping she would get back to the living room, so she could have some privacy. "Give me a minute!"
"DUDE! WHAT THE HELL IS LISA DOING WITH YOU?"
"Calm down, okay?! I didn't want this situation to happen!" she hushed with anger.
"Really? What situation?" There was a silence between them until Jesse gasped out. "Did you sleep with her?!"
"I was really drunk, Jesse, I couldn't think at all. All I can tell you is that I was really upset about Chloe and I downed a bottle. Then she came to my place and I lost control… She didn't touch me though. Anyway, she didn't leave, so I get drunk every night because I feel bad about this whole thing, but I keep loosing control, and-"
"Then hire a prostitute or something! Don't go back to Lisa, for God's sake! She is the cancer for your mental health! She is a selfish bitch!" This time Jesse cut her off.
"I know, okay?! Stop! I don't need you to beat the shit out of me, okay?!" Another silence settled between them.
"… Beca, text Chloe. If you really like her, go on a date with her, see what could you two be… You know what I mean. Just get your shit together before I come down and I beat your ass."
"Thanks."
"Don't be, we are friends, remember? That's what friends do."
"Beating their asses?" Beca joked.
"Exactly," he chuckled. "I'll call you soon, okay?"
"Bye." the brunette hung up and opened slowly the bathroom door, looking for the taller woman. She was relief that she wasn't next there, sneaking in her conversation with Jesse. She walked to the living room and saw Lisa sitting on the couch.
"Why were you yelling in the bathroom?" the older woman asked, without looking away from her phone.
"Jesse was pissing me off about the new CD I've just released this holidays." she answered trying to look relaxed and confident.
"Mmmkay," The taller woman got up without looking at Beca and scooted next to the door.
"Yeah, we should get going." Beca huffed annoyed as she picked up her keys and wallet before closing the door behind them.
They got in the car and headed to a fancy coffee shop in uptown LA. The smaller brunette didn't realize that Lisa had been distant since they left the apartment. She parked in the parking lot next to it and they got out of the car, the taller brunette first, leaving a stunned Beca behind. But as Lisa was walking a few steps ahead, the younger woman decided to switch her phone on. This was her opportunity to text Chloe. She was so focused in her phone that she didn't notice that some paparazzi were around them, snapping some pictures. Lisa did and she smiled devilish. She turned back and faced the younger brunette, taking her face and leaning in to kiss her without any hesitate. Beca gasped in surprise and her eyes widened as she realized what was happening.
"What the fuck, Lisa?!" she complained as she pulled back. "What's wrong with you? You didn't talk in the car and now you kissed me? Are you insane?"
"What are you talking about? I did it because you seem so tense, sweetie…" the taller woman brushed her hair out of her face.
"Don't you ever dare to do that anymore." Beca slapped her hand and ran towards the coffee shop. Lisa smiled as she murmured "You didn't say that last night." And then she followed the other woman into the shop.
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Chloe sat in the office of her boss, uncomfortable. It wasn't the first time that she met in private the grey haired man. In her first meeting with him, in the beginning of her internship, she was impressed when she saw a tall dapper George Clooney looking man smiling and offering her a hand. Honestly, she thought that he wouldn't be that good looking. After that, she arranged meetings with him, hoping that she would be promoted with the pictures she showed to her boss, but he always said that she was good, but average. It wasn't like he was a good photographer, but he was the owner of the studio and he was the man in charge to catch the best ones for his business, so he was really hard to impress.
The redhead was holding a portfolio like it was the most precious thing in her life when she heard someone entering the room behind her and, suddenly, she rubbed her sweaty palms on her jeans before she stood up and offered one hand to her boss, John.
"Nice to see you again, Miss Beale." They shook hands and he signaled her to sit again. He walked around his desk and sat on his leather desk chair. "Well, you said that you have something really interesting for me."
Chloe gulped. "Y-Yes, sir. I do." She handed the portfolio to him. After a several minutes examining the pictures, he leaned back on his chair and looked up at the nervous redhead.
"How did you get Beca Mitchell to pose naked?" he asked intrigued.
"We met here, at the studio, and we've become close in a really short time. She is nice." Chloe smiled at the thought of the brunette blushing during the photoshoot.
"Woah, you must be important to her because she never let people to invade her personal space, not to mention being naked around them, you know?" he laughed loudly and Chloe couldn't take back a sigh. "Anyway, this is different. This pictures are so mature, so clean, so peaceful and vulnerable." he nodded and handed back the portfolio.
"Thanks." she said with a spark of hope in her voice, making John to laugh softly.
"So, what do you think if you give me a copy of your photobook and I put it with all the other ones? When a new artist come, I will show them your book and if he or she pick you, you will be able to be the photographer for them. The pictures you'd take of them will be yours also, so you can add them to your book." he proposed. "By the way, make sure that all your pictures are signed with your own mark."
Chloe stared at him in disbelief. "Are you serious?"
"Of course, Miss Beale. You have proved that you are worthy enough to be called 'photographer'. And if that DJ trusted you to make her photoshoot, I will give you a chance." He smiled kindly.
The redhead's eyes started to water and she tried to hold back the tears as John was explaining the rest of their agreement. She impressed her boss because Beca let her to take pictures of her in a such exposed way. She impressed her boss with the beauty of the woman who was trying to hide behind her sheets in those pictures. Of course the idea was hers, but the model helped a lot to get promoted.
"Okay, to finish, you have to sign this papers. Make sure you have understood everything. Don't hesitate to ask me."
"Sure." She said, trying to hide her croaky voice.
After an hour and a half, she was out of his office, holding her portfolio and walking through the hallways. She turned her phone on and, suddenly, it buzzed. Someone has texted me while I was in the meeting. Her heart skipped a beat when she read the name of who texted her.
Dj Becs [12.04pm]: hey, how about today? We can meet in that bar you like, Roonie's right? at 7pm?
She released a breath she didn't know she was holding. It had been two long days waiting for an answer, and when she gave up, the brunette decided to make an appearance. Chloe's face broke into a wide smile as she started tapping the screen.
Red Chloe [13.00pm]: hey! okay, see you there! xoxo
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Beca got into her apartment tired and crawled to the couch. She lied down there for a few minutes, recovering some energy from her 'morning' coffee with Lisa. She even didn't bother to look at her buzzing phone. She just wanted to close her eyes and run away from reality for a moment. But her phone buzzed again, craving attention, so she stood up and reached for her phone. Her face lighted up when she read Chloe's text. The brunette ran towards her room, left her phone on her bed after she texted Jesse a 'She said yes' and opened her closet, trying to find the perfect outfit for her meeting with the beautiful woman.
It was almost 5.30pm and she was showered and dressed up with a pair of black boots, skinny blue jeans and white t-shirt with a V shaped neck. She put some make-up on and grabbed her black leather jacket, wallet, phone and keys, and closed the door, leaving the apartment. She arrived to the bar half an hour earlier, but she didn't mind. She needed to have a beer before facing Chloe. Or maybe two. When the barista handed her the first one, she sat in one of the corners of the dark and old looking bar. There were some yellow lights around the place, but what really lighted it up were the three huge tv screens in each wall of the bar. Normally, they would put some football match, but apparently there was no match today, so they'd just tuned on some random channel.
When she was having her second beer, she eyed the redhead coming towards her. She was wearing blue navy jeans, her tall brown boots, a grey UCLA's hoodie and a light blue scarf, her red hair pulled in a curly pony tail. Beca stood up, trying to stay calm, and she was surprised when Chloe smashed their bodies together, holding her tightly in a hug. She let herself fell into the redhead's embrace, nuzzling her face in the crook of her neck. She missed Chloe, she really did and like she could read her mind, the other woman said without releasing Beca from the embrace "I missed you, Becs". She smiled and pulled away, reaching up for one of her hands and squeezing it. They sat, the redhead across Beca, and they asked for two beers.
"I thought you lost your phone, dork." Chloe joked as the waitress gave them their beers.
"Yeah, let's say that I've been busy…" she smiled lightly.
"I've been listening to your new CD and it's amazing! You are amazing!" the redhead beamed as she held the brunette's hand.
"I'm glad you liked it. I wasn't pretty sure about this one." she turned her hand over and intertwined their hands together. The other woman started stroking her hand with the thumb.
"You are one of the bests DJ in the whole world, Beca. Everything you do it's going to be amazing."
The smaller woman chuckled. "You don't know that, Chlo. I'm not that amazing…" she looked down at her almost empty beer. She didn't know how she downed her third beer in less than a minute, even talking with the woman across her. The redhead noticed that something was wrong with her, and she give a squeeze to her hand.
"Beca, look at me." The brunette looked up, staring at those blue orbs. "You ARE amazing. No matter what." They stayed like that, looking at each other's eyes, for a few minutes until Beca spoke up.
"Chlo, I-"
"Beca, I'm really sorry for not answer you the other day. You caught me off guard and I didn't mean to upset you." she said before the brunette could finish any statement.
"I shouldn't have left your place like that, though. So, don't worry, Chlo. It's okay." she answered kindly.
The redhead shut her eyes, trying to compose herself before saying anything more. Before she could open them, both of them heard in the background Beca's name coming through the tv's speakers. The brunette in question got tensed and her eyes widened when she saw pictures of Lisa and her in the parking lot this morning. Fuckfuckfuckfuck. She glanced back to Chloe, who was glancing to one of the screens, her mouth opening like she was about to ask something, but she became speechless when the last picture was showed, where Lisa was kissing her.
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