Chapter 10

Chloe's POV

Time to get to work. I smirk then jump out of bed and head to the bathroom in the hall to shower. After mentally going over my plan again and again while washing my body. I get out the showers and wrap a towel around me and peek out to see if Beca's anywhere near. She isn't.

"Beca?" I call out.

"What?" I hear her replying back and it sounds like she's downstairs.

Perfect.

"Can you get me a towel from the laundry room please?" I say in a really polite voice.

"No!" I hear her shouting back and chuckling.

Shit! I never thought what if she refuses to come up! Shitshitshit Think fast!

Oh shit! Yes!

I drop my towel and start making my way downstairs. As soon as I get to the bottom step, I peak into the kitchen and see her sitting at the breakfast bar having cereal. Perfect. The laundry room is inside the kitchen.

I take a deep breath. Just pretend you're not butt naked Chloe and go! And then I exhale and fix my posture and make my way. I walk into the kitchen and see her looking down at her phone so I cough and start making my way to the laundry room with my backside facing her. Ugh! I can't see her face! I turn my head a little to see her face and see that her mouth is hanging open, she's frozen on the spot with her holding a spoon full of cereal close to her mouth.

I sway my hips just before I getting to the laundry room. I quickly cover my mouth with my hands, so she doesn't hear me laughing. This is just too fun.

I quickly get a towel and wrap it around my body and peak out to see Beca still staring but as soon I come in full view she quickly averts her eyes and looks at her cereal with her face red.

"Was it that hard?" I smirk at her.

"Huh?" She looks up like a lost puppy.

"The towel… It was literally a minute's work" I say pointing to my towel but I deliberately point mostly at my cleavage. I see her looking at my face then where my finger is pointed. She goes even redder, if that's even possible. She looks so cute and naïve! Why isn't she always like this.

She looks away again then coughs and she stays like that for what feels like a full minute but must've only been 10 seconds.

She looks at me again but looking slightly smug and gets up and then starts walking towards me.

Nooo! What is she doing? What if she kisses me? Worse! What if she tells me she likes me!

She keeps coming closer and I take a couple of steps backwards but that doesn't stop her. I step further back but my ass touches the counter and I stop as she keeps coming closer, with each step her smirk keeps growing.

As she gets very close to, she moves my hair on to my left shoulder and moves her head to my neck and slightly breathes on it. I instantly get Goosebumps. Fuck! The plan backfired.

"What are you doi.."

"Shhh…" She moves up to my ear and softly bites the lobe and then whispers "Did you really think you could turn me on?"

She steps back and bursts out laughing. "get off your high horse, love" She grins at me then walks away.

"Fucking bitch" I mutter when I get my breath back.

Beca's POV

Why did she have to do that? I'm so turned on! I just want to touch her where I can't and treat her the way I shouldn't.

She's a bitch and Jesse's sister so I can't even fuck her and play her.

But she makes it impossible for me to stay away.

I keep craving to touch her.

Just then my phone starts ringing, while I'm lying on the couch in the living room.

"Hello?" I answer, still lost in the thought of being with Chloe.

"Beca, where the hell are you?" My dad shouts through the phone.

"I'm at Jesse's grans house… I told you before I was going." I say rolling my eyes.

"It's been like 2 days, I thought you only said a day. I'm sorry" He says sounding sincere.

"I'm 21 years old. I don't need you checking up on me all the time. Not that you do anyways." I say in an irritated tone.

"Beca, ever since your mother di… passed away you've been like this. It's been 15 years for Christ's sake!" He says annoyed too.

"Woah! You do not get to speak about my mother! It was you who fucking changed, not me! So don't you dare put this on me!" I say as the tears start pouring out. I hang up and run up to Rose's room and go in her closet to start crying.

Ever since her mother died and she wanted to cry then she would sit in her closet so no one would find her, not that anyone was looking for her.

"Why did you have to leave mother? I have no one here to hug me when I'm alone and no one here to tell me they love me." I whisper as I continue to cry.

Chloe's POV
As soon as I get dress, I head downstairs and stop when I hear Beca shouting at someone and I quickly move to the side of the door where she can't see me and I hear her talking to her dad.

"Woah! You do not get to speak about my mother! It was you who fucking changed, not me! So don't you dare put this on me!" I then hear her crying and then she gets up and rushes upstairs. She didn't even see me. I suddenly start feeling sad and protective over her.

What could've happened?

I slowly walk upstairs and I look around and don't see her so I head to Gran's room and I still don't see anyone. As I am about to close the door, I hear someone sniffling. I look at the closet and hear it again so I steadily and slowly make my way to it and I take a deep breath and as I open it, I see her sitting there, her head in her arms which are on top of her knees. She looks up at me with red puffy eyes and she keep sniffling. She looks so vulnerable and a little part of me inside breaks. Without even thinking, I sit beside her and wrap my arms around her. She's a bit stiff at first but then she loosens up and starts crying again.

We stay there for a while and her crying dies down as well.

"Wanna talk about it?" I try getting her to tell me but I won't force her. She doesn't respond and I pull away from the hug and look at her. She is just looking down at her hands and I take one in my hand for her to look at me.

"You don't have to but if you want to then I am here to listen, okay?" I say looking into her eyes and she slowly nods.

"I just miss my mum" She says in a very low voice.

"Where is she?" I ask, confused with all of the issue. Her eyes start getting watery again and I can tell that was the wrong thing to ask but I need to know.

"She's dead" She whispers "She died when I was a kid"

"Ohh.. I'm sorry. I didn't know" I say and one more tear falls from her eyes which I wipe and I keep my hand on her cheek so she listens to what I say.

"You know she is always watching you right?" I ask her and she just shrugs.

"Well she is and I'm sure she's very proud of you. I mean you go to university and I heard from Jesse that you actually got a scholarship because you're a brainy little thing" I chuckle while poking her stomach which causes her to smile.

"Do you not get on with your dad?" I ask, hoping this time she'll give a positive and happy response.

"After my mother died, he became a workaholic to distract him, I suppose." She says sitting up properly to talk "He never had time for me. He never realised I needed him the most then than ever and now he wants to make an attempt to fatherly to me. Like where the fuck was he 15 years ago when I literally cried myself to sleep every night. I hate him" She says with a huffy sigh.

"Well hate is a strong word"

"No it perfectly fits what I feel for him"

"Look Beca, I think when all of that happened he just didn't want to seem weak in front of you that's why he neglected you. I'm very sure that he does regret it very much if he's making the effort now." I say putting my hand on her shoulder.

"I know how it feels to be neglected. Trust me, I do" I state "But at the end of the day, they are our parents and they love us" I smile when she looks at me.

"I can't be the same with him, Chloe" She mumbles.

"Of course you can! Look at your bestie, Jesse" I giggle when I see her grin at that.

"He's a good person, he can forgive easily" she says with a small smile.

"And you're a good person too. I know you put up that tough act as a shield. But you don't have to anymore. Leave the past in the past and try forgiving your dad"

We sit there for another 5 minutes or so in silence.

"I'll try" She says and stands up "that doesn't mean I'm making an attempt with you" She smirks at me.

"Good! Because I didn't want that, bitch" I wink at her then leave the closet with her following me.

"Still checking out my ass?" I smirk as I walk to the room door.

"What? No?" She yells like a guilty 5-year-old.

"Whatever you say, Becs" I chuckle and go to my room.

I swear that girl.

Sorry for taking ages. I just finished my main assignment today and now it's the Easter break so wooooopie!

Sorry if there are any mistakes.

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