Chapter 9
3RD POV
"Bree this is insane, nothing is going to change, okay?"
"What do you mean? You are in a magazine!"
"No one has approached me about it. No one cares about that stuff except you!"
Aubrey gasped dramatically, "for your information, it is what I read for fun because it is entertaining."
"Whatever, Bree. No one has noticed and by tomorrow the tabloids will have a new story to obsess over."
"Chloe this magazine doesn't just forget about relationships involving people as famous as Beca."
"Beca's not even that famous," Chloe stated.
"That's a lie and you know it."
"So she's a big time producer, it's not like she's a movie star. Tabloids will find something about the Kardashians before they decide to continuing looking into what Beca and I are."
"Stop denying this Chloe, this is a big deal!"
"It's really not," Chloe said trying to hide her anxiousness about the whole thing. She got off of the couch and went to grab her things so she could go to Beca's.
"At least talk to Beca about it!"
"Fine, I'll talk to her. Will that satisfy you?"
"Yes."
"Okay. I'm gonna go. Try not to obsess too much about this while I'm gone."
Chloe arrived early to Beca's, and she knocked on the door.
"Hey," the girl smiled.
"Hi, sorry, I'm early."
"No! That's not a problem, Payton has been waiting for you to get here, she has our seats and movies set up."
"Oh," Chloe smiled.
"Mommy!"
"Well, we better not keep her waiting," Chloe chuckled.
"Right."
Chloe stepped in and Beca closed the door. Once Beca turned back towards the older girl, she quickly pecked her on the lips.
Beca smiled, "it's great to see you."
"I just saw you a couple of hours ago."
"I know, but I liked having you here."
The redhead smiled, "well, lucky for you, I'm not going anywhere."
Beca chuckled, "good."
The two walked into the living room, and as soon as Payton saw Chloe, she jumped off of the couch and ran to her dance teacher. Chloe was surprised by the power behind the little when she ran into her, but happily engulfed the small girl in a hug.
"Hi, sweetie. How are you?"
"Good," the little one smiled.
"Good? That's good. Are you ready to watch some movies?"
"Yeah!"
Beca laughed, "well baby, go show Chloe where she'll sit, and I'll get us some snacks okay?"
"Ice cream!"
"Yes, ice cream."
"Yay," the girl cheered and then pulled Chloe over to the couch.
"Don't tug, Pay."
"Sorry."
She slowed down and then hopped onto the couch, and sat down on the middle cushion, then she patted the cushion to the right of her and Chloe sat down.
Beca carried over the little one's drink and her ice cream then went back to the kitchen to get her and Chloe's snacks.
"Babe what do you want to drink?"
"Whatever is easiest for you, Bec."
"Beer it is then."
The brunette grabbed two bottles, the bowls of ice cream, and the bottle opener and headed over to the couch. She set the bowls down and opened the beers then handed Chloe her food. Once all three girls were comfortable, Beca reached over for the remote and pressed play.
Soon enough, Tangled began to play on the television. The three girls finished their ice cream fairly quickly, and found themselves immersed in the movie. Princess movies weren't usually Beca's favorite, but she enjoyed watching Payton sing and dance along to the songs. It was so adorable, Beca couldn't help but capture the moment on her phone.
Payton made it through all of the first movie, but ended up falling asleep halfway through Snow White. Once the girl fell asleep, Chloe soon started to feel drowsy, and before they knew it, Beca was the only one awake, thanks to being on her phone during the entirety of the second movie. When the movie ended and Beca looked up from her phone to see Payton curled into Chloe's side, Chloe had her arm around the girl, and her head tilted towards the smaller girl, whose legs partially extended out towards the brunette. Beca smiled and took a photo of the two before gently waking her girlfriend.
Once the redhead was awake, the two did their best to get Payton to bed without waking her. Once Payton was in her room, the two women went back into the living room and sat back down on the couch.
"Thank you for coming over tonight," Beca said.
"Of course, Bec."
"I know Payton had a lot of fun."
"I had a lot of fun too."
"Good."
There was a comfortable silence between the two before Beca leaned in to kiss the girl. Chloe reciprocated the kiss, and the two found the kiss getting more intense. Beca gently pushed Chloe backwards so that her back was resting on the cushions, then she layed on top of the other girl. The two quickly found themselves in a casual make out session. Chloe sucked on Beca's pulse point, resulting in a deep moan to escape her lips. Chloe continued to suck on the area, and softly nipped at the area in order to get another response from the girl.
Beca quickly responded by reconnecting their lips and the two continued to explore each other's mouths. Chloe moved her hand down to grab Beca's ass, and slipped her other hand under the girl's shirt. The brunette moaned into her girlfriend's mouth as she felt the other girl's fingers gently graze over her back.
Beca began to travel kisses down the redhead's neck and moved her hands under the girl's shirt. She squeezed the girl's breast, and Chloe gasped.
"Bec," she said through her heavy breathing.
Beca hummed.
"Bec, as much I want to keep going we need to stop."
"Why," the brunette mumbled as she placed another kiss onto the girl's neck.
"Because your daughter is in the room down the hall," the redhead chuckled.
"She's asleep," the girl shrugged.
"Beca.."
Beca sighed, "fine."
Beca sat up, allowing Chloe to sit up as well.
"Can I ask you about something?"
"Yeah sure," Beca nodded.
"Um, well Aubrey was reading this magazine, and uh there was an article, well uh, kind of. It was like a photo of us with a caption about like who I was and like our relationship."
"Oh, yeah from the big party we had for Emily."
"Yeah. So are they going to try to like get more information about us?"
"They might. I'm sorry Chlo, I didn't think about it that much. The paparazzi have always been a part of my life since I became a big producer, I didn't think about how it would affect you."
"No, Bec. It's fine, I just wanted to talk to you about it. Like what we should do about it."
"We don't have to do anything, really. I mean it's not their place."
"But what if they get annoying."
"Honestly, they'll be annoying either way. I say we just try to go about life as we usually do, we don't need to change anything."
"Okay."
"Don't worry Chloe. I can't say things are going to be the same, that would be a big lie. It will take some getting used to, but I'm with you every step of the way. That is if you still want to do this."
Chloe smiled and kissed the girl on the cheek.
"Is that a yes?"
"Of course. I wouldn't want something like this coming in the way. And like you said, we'll be there for each other."
"That we will."
"I love you, Beca. And I'm not going to let this get in the way of this."
"I love you too, Chloe. I'm used to this lifestyle, and I'm going to do my best to make this adjustment be as easy as possible."
"That's all I can ask for."
The brunette smiled and pecked the girl on the cheek.
"Well, I better head home."
"Yeah, it's kind of late."
"I had a great time tonight."
"Me too."
The two shared a quick kiss before Chloe grabbed her things and left.
The next morning Chloe was sitting on the couch reading her book when she heard Aubrey gasp.
"What is it now?"
"Shhhh, listen."
Aubrey turned up the volume so the two girls could listen. Suddenly a several pictures of Beca and Chloe were on the screen and woman was talking over them.
Recently, music producer Beca Mitchell has been spotted with a new girl.
As the picture montage continued in the corner of the TV the woman from E News was now shown.
No one knows the identity of her, but they did manage to snag an interview with both girls.
Next thing they know, Chloe and Beca's interviews from Emily's party were playing on the screen. After the interviews were done playing the woman was back on the screen.
Unfortunately the woman continued to keep her name private, but we are able to guess that these two have quite the history. So who is this mystery woman and who is she to Beca Mitchell?
"Chloe!"
"Yeah," the redhead said still trying to process it.
"You're on TV. You and Beca are on TV. You're going to be famous."
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Why aren't you freaking out about this?"
"Because Beca and I talked about it."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well for one, you were asleep when I got back, and two I didn't think it would be put on TV."
"And? What did you and Beca talk about?"
"We decided that we're not going to worry about it. It'll be new to me but she's going to be there to help with any challenges. We aren't going to let things get in the way of us."
"Well that's good, I'm glad. And you have me too to help you."
"Thanks, Bree."
"Oh hey, we need groceries, want to go get some stuff later?"
"Yeah sure, I'm free all day."
"Do you and Beca have any plans?"
"No," Chloe shook her head. "None that I know of."
"We can have a girls day!"
"Sure, we can go shopping and go out for lunch, then get groceries last."
"Sounds perfect. Do you want to head out soon?"
"Sure, let me just finish this chapter, then I'll get ready."
Thirty minutes later both girls were ready, they grabbed their purses and went out to the car. Chloe was glad that there wasn't a hoard of paparazzi outside their apartment complex, and Aubrey also commented on the lack of them.
"They're probably all at Beca's."
Beca figured that the paparazzi were going to show up more, but she didn't expect them to be outside her door when she went to grab the paper. It was eight o'clock in the morning and there had to be at least ten photographers standing outside. She rolled her eyes and walked down to grab the paper through the chaos, trying her best to ignore the crowd.
"Beca, who's the new girl?"
"Beca is this why you and Jesse got divorced?"
"Beca how does your daughter feel about all of this?"
"Beca, is this girl just a booty call?"
The last question seemed to echo in Beca's ears. She clenched her fist around the newspaper, trying to ignore them.
"Beca, who is this homewrecker?"
Beca had almost made it inside when she heard the question. Usually she ignores them, but that question infuriated her. She threw the paper inside and quickly walked over to the paparazzi who popped the question. He was in the middle of building onto his theory about Chloe when Beca's fist made a connection to his nose. Beca winced as she felt the man's nose against her knuckles, and she knew her hand would bruise. The man fell to the ground from both the momentum and being caught off guard. The sound of camera shutters and her own pulse was all she could hear. Beca pulled him up by his shirt and brought his face closer, "don't ever call her that, again."
"Wow, you're awfully protective of someone who came between you and your husband."
With that comment Beca landed another hit to the man's face, this one didn't feel to good for her, she practically heard her finger break, and she could feel her hand swelling and throbbing, "she had nothing to do with it. Now listen closely, leave her alone, you can mess with me all you want, I'm used to it, but she is off limits. I already lost my privacy, I will not let you take hers."
"She must be pretty special," the man smirked.
Beca didn't reply, she pushed the man away from her and stormed inside. Once she shut the door she looked at her hand, and she felt the pain that her adrenaline had suppressed. "Fuck." She went to the kitchen and grabbed some ice, then she picked up the paper, and sat on the couch.
Chloe and Aubrey were at Kohl's looking at dresses and blouses. Aubrey found a nice pink blouse while Chloe was holding a pair of leggings that she picked up in the fitness department.
"Chlo, this blouse would be so cute on you," the blonde said as she held up a blue, floral, laced blouse.
"Oh, I like that, Bree."
"You should get it."
"I think I might."
The two girls were talking about the blouse and its ability to be used in a variety of outfits when Chloe overhears two other women that were passing by.
"Did you hear about Beca Mitchell," one woman said.
This caught both girls attention.
"The producer girl?"
The other woman nodded.
"No.."
"Well apparently she's gone crazy."
"What?"
Chloe gave Aubrey a look and the blonde walked over to ask the woman more questions while Chloe eavesdropped.
"Hi, sorry to barge in," Aubrey said with a smile. "I couldn't help but overhear, were you talking about Beca Mitchell? The Beca Mitchell?"
"Yeah," the woman nodded. "Apparently she flipped out on a paparazzi outside of her house."
"Really?"
"Yeah it's all over social media."
"Well, I guess I'll have to go see for myself, thank you," and with that Aubrey walked away from the two women. "Did you get any of that," she asked Chloe.
"Yep, I'm googling it as we speak." Chloe quickly typed her girlfriend's name into the search engine. As the page loaded, dozens of headlines popped up in top stories, Beca Mitchell Punches Nosey Paparazzi, Paparazzi Attacked by Producer Beca Mitchell, Producer Beca Mitchell Lashes Out At Paparazzi. "Oh my god."
"Geez," Aubrey said as she read the headlines.
Chloe opened up US Weekly's article since that tabloid seemed to be the most reliable. And read the first few lines out loud, "Music producer Beca Mitchell was coming outside of her home earlier today to find a hoard of paparazzi waiting for her. She was seen going to get the paper, and on her way back up the driveway and inside of her home in LA when she suddenly turned around and punched the photographer in the nose." She skimmed through the rest of the article, and then viewed the pictures of the scene.
The first few photos were Beca just walking and getting the newspaper, then the next photo she had her fists clenched and was walking back towards the group. The following photo was of the small girl pulling her arm back, and the next had a vivid image of her punching the man. The next few photos were of Beca holding the guy up by his shirt with a not so nice look on her face. Then another photo of another punch. And then the final photos of the guy who got punched, first with Beca looming over him as the man smirked through the blood on his face, then a couple photos of his face. The man's nose was swollen and red, blood covering his mouth and chin, then he had a cut above his right eye which resulted in blood running down the side of his face.
"I gotta call Beca."
Beca had managed to pour herself a cup of coffee and was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper and icing her hand when Chloe's photo popped up on her phone screen.
"Shit," she mumbled to herself before picking up her phone. "Chloe's gonna kill me." She took a deep breath and hit answer. "Hey, babe! How are you?"
"I'm good how are you?"
"Good! Just reading the paper, waiting for Payton to get up."
"How's the news?"
"Uh," she paused. "Informative, I guess. What're you up to?"
"Oh, I'm just out with Bree today, girl's day."
"Well that's fun."
"Alright cut the crap, Mitchell."
"So you heard the news," the girl chuckled into the phone.
"This isn't funny Bec, you punched someone!"
"It wasn't my fault, he shouldn't have said that shit to me."
"What'd he say?"
"Nothing! It's not a big deal looking back at it, I was just tired and easily provoked."
"Beca."
"Fine, he kept assuming and alluding to the idea that you're why Jesse and I got divorced."
"Oh," Chloe said, slightly offended, but understanding of the assumption.
"He-he called you a homewrecker. I couldn't let him talk shit about you."
"Well thank you for standing up for my name, but you shouldn't have punched the guy."
"What else was I supposed to tell that guy? He was being a dick."
"Beca the last time you punched somebody you got arrested."
"Uh-because a freaking trophy broke a window, this is a totally different situation."
"Bec, this is still a big deal."
"Okay, look. If anything all the drama is on me, at least it keeps the media off of you."
"I guess that's true."
"Please, the paparazzi will pretty much be attached to me after that. Sure you're mentioned, but it was all me. So hopefully it allows for you to still be normal-ish…"
Chloe sighed, "I guess that's a positive. How's your hand?"
"Well, at least it's not my dominant hand."
Chloe chuckled as she followed Aubrey around until they got to the checkout line. She bought the leggings and the blouse and continued to talk to Beca about her plans for the day. Beca was in the middle of explaining her plans to go to the park with Payton when the two girls stepped out of Kohl's to find a hoard of paparazzi outside waiting for Chloe.
"Oh shit."
A/N- hey guys, finally updated, full story on why it took so long on my other story, New in Town, but anyways, thanks for reading and for your patience. As always feel free to leave comments or suggestions, and thanks for everything!