A/N: I've been a bit out of inspiration because I'm having a rough time right now, so I apologize for the time it took me to update. But, here it is! A new chapter! Hope you LOVE it. I'm kidding, it's fine if you just like it. (Low self-esteem mode on)
Let's do this!
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"Chlo, it's not what you think!" Beca tried to snap Chloe out of her thoughts, who was staring to the screen without blinking. "Dude! Change the channel, please!" the brunette yelled to the barista as she stood up to point at the nearest screen. The man quickly changed it to a sport channel and Beca sighed as she sat again on her spot. She tried to reach for the redhead's hand, that was still on the table, but the woman pull it away before Beca could touch her. Chloe crossed her arms over her chest and attempted to look at those blue navy eyes, but it hurt too much.
"I-I didn't know… I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Beca. I thought you were… single? I misunderstood everything I guess…" she started mumbling as she stroke her own arm with her thumb. "Oh… Um… Congratulations! For your really hot girlfriend, huh?" She raised her sight to look at Beca as she smiled sadly.
"No, Chlo, she is definitely NOT my girlfriend. Well, she was. She just came to LA for a while and we just hanged out tog-"
"It's okay, Becs! I mean, you don't need to explain anything. I understand it! We are friends, right? I totes understand that you two got back together! That what are friends for!" The redhead was trying really hard not to break into a mess of cries and tears. She really didn't expect this twist. She thought that night she would be heading home with Beca, their hands intertwined and lips connected. But no. Not tonight, apparently.
"No! You are not understanding anything! That woman and I are nothing! She just got out of her mind and kissed me. I don't know why. She has been always like this." Chloe's eyes looked skeptical and the brunette leaned back on her seat, covering her face with both hands as she sighed. They stayed like that for a while until the redhead speak up again.
"Then, if she is out of her mind, why are you two hanging together?" Beca uncovered her face and glanced at Chloe in confusion, who quickly tried to explain herself. "I mean, I'm not saying that you shouldn't, I'm just trying to understand you."
"I don't know, actually. She… I know she's not good for me, but for some reason, I can't say 'no' to her. "
"But you guys broke up long time ago. Why did she come back to you? I mean, maybe she's still in love with you"
"She cheated on me several times with several people and then she broke up with me because, apparently, my career was a pain in her ass." the brunette snapped back, making Chloe to shift on her spot. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound rude."
"Is she the one who turned you into the 'two-faced' Beca?" She air-quoted. "Is she the one who turned you into a different person?" This time was Chloe who looked really staid and Beca couldn't say anything. She knew that the answer was positive, but she couldn't say it out loud. There was something in her throat that stopped her. There was something in her mind that blurred all the possible answers, something echoing in her ears, something that sounded like Lisa's voice saying that her misery was her own fault. Her misery was her bad karma. The redhead took the silence as a 'yes'. "What did she say when she came back? Did she apologize?"
The brunette cleared her throat. "She said she forgive me."
"And then she kissed you in public? Just like that?"
At this point, Beca's palms were sweating, her gaze was down and her borrows furrowed. "Not like that. I mean… I guess it's my fault."
"Becs, it's not! You have a career and you have to pay attention to it. I'm pretty sure you were an amazing girlf-"
"I fucked her when she came back to my place." she blurted out, cutting the redhead off, who instantly widened her eyes and dropped her jaw. "I-I was so frustrated with myself, because I said to you that I like you and I thought that you didn't like me back, and then she knocked on my door and I was all drunk, all wasted… I wasn't thinking at all, Chloe!" She cried out, grey tears running through her face. "And now, I can't stay awake without being drunk because she is such a fucking manipulator! I can't get her out of my place, I literally can't! I don't have the guts to do it. I don't know how to do it! And she plays with my feelings, with me! She fucking plays with my fucking heart and I don't know what to do! I don't want her! I don't want her to be in my life again! I feel like I'm drowning and-an… AND I JUST WANT TO BE MYSELF AGAIN, FOR GOD'S SAKE!"
Chloe's body ached a little more with every word that the smaller woman was saying. And more with every tear that ran through her face. She couldn't stand there, watching how Beca's soul was poured into tears. So she stood up, grabbed her purse, left enough money to pay the bill and grabbed her hand to get them out of that place, walking fast until they reached the redhead's car. "Get in" She commanded.
"Wha- where are we going?" Beca asked as she sat in the car. The redhead closed her door and walked towards the pilot's one and got in her car. She started the engine without answering the brunette's question and drove as fast as she could, gripping the wheel with anger. She was enraged. She couldn't understand why that bitch acted like that with Beca, knowing that she was in pain because her and her fucking selfishness. "Chlo?" She came out of her thoughts and looked over Beca.
"It's okay, Beca. I want to show you something." She drove them towards a lonely hill, from where they could see a beautiful skyline of LA. It was almost 8pm and the sun had disappeared long time ago, letting the stars to show up brightly. The redhead got out of her car, followed by the other woman, and they sat on a rock facing the beautiful sight.
"When I found out that Ann was cheating on me, I couldn't stop thinking what the hell I've done wrong. I thought that probably I wasn't good enough in bed or maybe I wasn't pretty enough." Chloe started saying without making eye contact with the brunette. "I used to come here to figure it out. I sat here for hours to think about it and cry, like a lot." She continued as she made a gesture with her hands indicating the amount of cries. A little chuckle came from Beca and the other woman smiled softly. "I changed because of it. I started not to trust anyone, I even didn't want to get out of bed. I was a total mess and she only cheated on me with one person! She apologized and all that stuff, but I decided to break up. Anyway, I know I was overreacting, maybe, but I felt like shit. But, you know what? Now I'm feeling better because Aubrey helped me a lot back then and she is still there, looking after me so I keep getting better." She faced Beca, who was staring at her the whole time. "Becs, you are not alone. You can count on your friends. Jesse seems like a really good friend! You can call him whenever you feel bad or mad and tell him about it. Don't shut down and carry all these things by yourself, okay? Even if Jesse is not there when you need him, you can call me. I'll always be there for you. Always. No matter what. You are important to me. The very first time I saw you I felt like we were meant to meet, I felt like we're connected in some way." The redhead was getting nervous as her word-vomit continued. She was making a heartful confession. "I know we barely know each other. I mean, we met like three weeks ago, huh? But I've never felt like this with someone else. This connection thing, is like I can't keep you out of my mind. So trust me when I say you that I'll always be here for you, okay?"
All Beca could do in that moment was nod. Her eyes were watering and she was gripping her sleeves so tight that they might had broken. No one had ever told her something like that. She had never felt she was important to anybody, not like that. And there she was, a girl she met accidentally, telling her that she was important because some connection she felt, that, honestly, she also felt it back then. So she stretched her arm, reaching Chloe's hoodie and grabbing it as she pulled the redhead close to her. She buried her face in the crook of the other woman's neck and her other hand laid on her back, trying to get Chloe as close as she could. At first, the redhead was surprised, but when she felt tears wetting her neck, she hugged the smaller woman tightly, stroking her back.
"I'm so sorry, Chlo. I shouldn't have done it. I just lost my mind. I was the one who misunderstood everything. I should have waited for your answer, but I freaked out and ran. I'm so sorry… I just…I didn't want to feel another stab in my chest." The brunette apologized again between sobs.
"It's okay, Becs. I should have said something faster." Chloe chuckled lightly, trying to get Beca out of her tearful being. "But I need you to do something. Get rid of all the toxic things in your life, like that woman. She is no good for you, you know that. It's the first step you need to take to be yourself again, okay? After that, we can talk again about our feelings." She felt the brunette nodding on her neck and she smiled. She was happy that Beca trusted her again, even after she thought she lost her. And suddenly, something clicked in her mind and pulled the brunette away enough to make eye contact with her, leaving the other woman confused. "Dude! I forgot to tell you! I got promoted! With the pictures I took of you!" She beamed.
Beca's eyes widened as a smile spread across her face. "Are you serious?! That's awesome, Red!"
"I know, right?! You should totes come to the studio one day to visit me." The redhead winked.
"I will, I promise." She reassured as she stretched her pinky finger.
Chloe laughed, making Beca blush. "Pinky promise? I thought that you were a badass, Mitchell."
"I am! But I kind of get soft when you are around with all your colors and happy stu-"She stopped talking when she felt Chloe's finger intertwined with hers and the redhead's lips on her forehead, leaving a small kiss.
"You promised it, don't forget it." The taller woman smiled, pressing their foreheads together.
"I won't."
They fell into a comfortable silence, admiring each other presence, and after a while, they decided to go back. "So, when I'm going to see you again, Chlo?" she asked, looking at the redhead who was driving. A smile appeared on Chloe's face and her hand reached for the smaller woman's one, squeezing it.
"Call me whenever you want to see me, okay? Don't hesitate. And please, text me. I missed you so much these past days and I missed your texts." She pouted, making the brunette to laugh.
"Okay, I will." She stated as she started to play with Chloe's hand. She looked through the window, getting lost in the city lights that shined brighter than the moon, making the stars to disappear in the sky. She was so stunned by them that she didn't realize that the redhead was parking in front of her building until she felt the car stopping. "Why did you drive me home?" She stared in confusion at the other woman.
"Well, I noticed that you had at least two beers since I got to the bar, and I paid for six beers. And I only had two. So, do the maths, Mitchell. You are not supposed to drive."
"But what about my car?"
"You can get it tomorrow. It's going to be fine, don't worry." She assured with a smile. The brunette let out a content sigh as she glanced over the parking lot and the building again. Back to hell. When she was about to open the car's door, she felt Chloe's hand on her thigh. "Are you okay? Do you want to talk about anything else?" She asked with a concerned voice.
"I'm fine Red. I'm fine now. But I really don't want to get up there."
"To your place? Why not?"
"Well, Lisa's car is where I use to park, right there." She pointed at a fancy red corvette. "That means Lisa is in my place. She must convinced the doorman to open the door of my apartment for her. She knows him because he was the doorman back when she was living here." The brunette looked all defeated, leaning back on the seat and closing her eyes. The other woman furrowed her brows and looked at the building, her sight traveling from the main entrance to what she thought it was Beca's apartment huge window. There was a weird feeling running through her spine when she saw the curtains moving a bit, so she started again the engine and pulled her car out of the parking lot.
"Again, Beale? You should start saying out loud what's on your mind, please." The brunette joked , trying to calm the other woman when she saw a furious Chloe bitting down her own lip.
"You're going to stay at my place tonight. Whenever you feel fresher and without any alcohol in your body, you can go back to your place. I'm not going to drop you off on her hands tonight. Enough with her and her bitchy attitude."
All Beca did was to nod. She hadn't seen the other woman that angry until that night and she wasn't going to be the one who argued with her in that state. It wasn't like she couldn't understand what was running through the redhead's mind. If she was in her place, she would had slapped her a million times to take her ass out of her head by that time or maybe locked her down in a basement until she got her shit figured out. But Chloe was kind and the way she had to protect her was avoiding her to go straight to the lion's den. So she didn't argue. She let herself be cared by the other woman. They parked at the redhead's place and she let herself be led through the door of her apartment. She didn't even look for the blonde friend of Chloe. She just stared at the woman in front of her who was taking her hand gently and leading her towards her room. She knew that if there was some reason to throw away all that bottles in her mini-bar, if there was some reason to kick Lisa out of her life definitely, if there was some reason to smile again in the morning, that reason would be Chloe. Oh God, I'm falling hard…
"Is this t-shirt okay? I don't have any pajamas." She heard the redhead talking to her from the other side of the room, snapping her out of her own world.
She cleared her throat, trying to compose herself. "Um yeah, it's great."
"Cool!" Chloe threw the t-shirt towards the brunette and she dug in her drawer for another one. "If you want to use the bathroom, feel free to do it. I'm going to change and when you are done, I'll brush my teeth."
When they were done, they got into the redhead's bed. The brunette made sure to leave enough space between them even if the bed was a queen sized one, but the other woman scooted next to her, curling on her side.
"No chance for you to get away from cuddling, Mitchell. I'm a cuddle monster."
Beca laughed as she opened her arms. "Okay, come here, Beale." Chloe cuddled into the brunette's arms, who shivered as she felt her hot breath hitting her neck.
"Good night, Becs."
"Night, Chlo." Well, I'm screwed. I'm falling for her.
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A/N: So, a few readers asked me if Beca was in love with Chloe in this story. Well, she is still figuring it out. They just like each other in more than a friendly way. It could feel like it is all kinda rushed, but you know how love works. You can fall hard for one person from the very first moment you talk to them or it could take you years.
Again, I want to apologize for the late late update. I hope you liked this chapter, I wanted this to have a "happy ending". You should leave me a review for this chapter (it's the first one I post without any editing). Leave also your feelings!
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