Coachella coming up next! I swear! Just a little filler chapter for you guys until I can finish up the next chapter. Thanks for the comments and love guys! Song used in this chapter is 'A Drop in the Ocean' by Ron Pope.
Chloe's POV
"Then I can't." Beca walked away and out the door, Chloe watching her the entire time. As soon as the door slammed behind her, Chloe let out a sob. Aubrey reached for whatever Beca had thrown on the table and ran out after her. She felt hands on her shoulder but the tears running down her face were making her vision swim. She stood, pushing her chair out from under her. She could feel everyone staring at her but she just walked out of the restaurant, ignoring her name being called. Chloe wiped at her eyes and tried to ignore all the looks she got from the people passing by.
She unlocked the door to her apartment and stepped inside, immediately sinking to the floor. The tears kept coming and she doesn't know how long she sat there before Aubrey opened the door and sat next to her. Aubrey pulled her into a hug and they sat there, Chloe crying and Aubrey just holding her. She doesn't know how but she fell asleep, waking up a few hours later on the sofa. The smell of something cooking wafted through the kitchen into the living room and she stood, stretching her back.
"Bree?"
"In here," a voice called out. She walked into the kitchen and sat at the counter.
"How long was I out?" Aubrey shrugged.
"Couple hours. I made dinner." Chloe got out some plates and Aubrey served the food, both of them eating silently. Aubrey put down her fork after a few minutes and stared at Chloe.
"What?" Aubrey sighed.
"Chloe, that was wrong of you." Chloe just stared at Aubrey.
"Wrong? Of me? She's the one who-."
"Chloe, she's wrong for doing what she did. She's wrong for leaving, for not explaining, for not waiting to hear what you had to say. Yes, that's all true. But what you said? That it's her fault that you and Chicago broke up? That was wrong of you. For telling her that she's selfish for doing what was best for her? For telling her that it's selfish of her for doing so well without us?" Chloe just listened while Aubrey ranted. "Chloe, she was trying. She's still in love with you but she couldn't be without us, without you, anymore. She was going to hold all of that in for all of our sakes, and instead she got upset because you went and told her she was a bitch." Chloe's eyes widened at that.
"I didn't call her a bitch.."
"Well you might as well have. Chloe, she wanted to try and make up for what she did. You need to talk to her, you both need to talk and apologize to each other. I want my friends back." Aubrey picked up her fork and started eating again, Chloe picking at the food.
"How am I supposed to talk to her?" Aubrey reached over and pulled something out of her purse, sliding it across the table to Chloe.
"Coachella?" She said after reading it. "I'm confused, why are you giving me a pass for Coachella?"
"Because Beca invited all of us to Coachella. So when we get there, we will watch the show, then after you're going to talk to Beca." Chloe opened her mouth to argue but Aubrey waved her fork at her.
"No, shush. You're talking to her, end of story." Chloe just picked up her fork and stabbed at her food.
Beca's POV
"So, has anyone sold their story about my tantrum to the paps yet?" It was a few hours after the whole restaurant fiasco, and Beca finally started talking again. Amy looked up from her phone, surprised.
"Nope, I talked all of those fans down, gave them my email and phone number so that we can get them some free passes or tickets to one of your shows." Beca nodded.
"Thank you, Ames. I appreciate it." Amy just nodded and went back to her phone. They spent the rest of the day inside the hotel, Beca working on her music and Amy doing God knows what, giggling at her phone.
A few days later, Beca was in the studio writing when a knock on the door interrupted her. Demi popped her head inside and smiled.
"How ya doin', Becs?" The nickname made her smile sadly.
'Chloe used to call me that.' She shook her head. 'But Chloe isn't here. Demi is. Focus.' She smiled at the singer and motioned for her to come in, turning back around and writing a few more lyrics that popped into her head.
"Writing?" Beca nodded and smiled at Demi again.
"Just needed to get it out, ya know?" Demi nodded and sat silent for a minute.
"Can I read it?" Beca hesitated before handing her the book she wrote lyrics in. No one but Chloe had ever held that book. Demi had been a big part of her life for the last year though, she helped her through a lot, so she handed the book over. Demi started reading and immediately started smiling.
"Sounds like it's gonna be beautiful, Becs." She smiled and read over the lyrics, a melody forming in her head. She slid her chair over to the keyboard, thinking for a second before playing a few soft keys. She quickly scribbled them in her notebook, thinking for a second before playing a few more chords. She smiled and scribbled those down too, forgetting completely that Demi was standing behind her. Beca started to sing softly as she played the piano.
A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was
Praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most
Cause you are my heaven
Beca smiled as she played, the melody coming to her quicker.
I don't wanna waste the weekend
If you don't love me pretend
A few more hours
Then it's time to go
And as my train rolls down the east coast
I wonder how you keep warm
It's too late to cry
Too broken to move on
Just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most
Cause you are my heaven
Beca scribbled all the notes she played in her book, turned off the recording and flipping a few switches.
"That was beautiful, Becs." Beca jumped slightly and turned back to see Demi wiping a tear from her eye.
"Sorry, I kind of forgot you were there." Beca's cheeks grew hot and Demi giggled.
"It's alright, Beca. I know you get in your zone." She came and sat on the edge of Beca's chair. "I have a question for you." Beca nodded nervously.
"Uh, yeah, okay." Demi smiled, probably at how nervous Beca sounded.
"So, I want to do a remake of my album 'Unbroken', and I wanted to know if you would produce and feature on it?" Beca immediately nodded.
"Yes, absolutely." Demi smiled and leaned down to hug Beca. The force of the hug made Demi fall onto Beca's lap, making the two of them laugh. Beca reached forward and swiped a fallen piece of hair behind Demi's ear, making the other woman blush slightly. They stared at each other for a second before Demi leaned forward and captured Beca's lips in hers. The kiss was soft, both of them smiling softly. Beca slipped her hand behind Demi's neck and deepened the kiss, hearing a soft moan of approval from the other singer.
'It wasn't like this last time we kissed,' Beca thought to herself. A phone ringing finally made them pull apart, both of them out of breath. Demi climbed off of Beca's lap and stood, catching her breath. Beca noticed it was her phone ringing and went to grab it on the desk.
"Wow. That was so much better than last time we kissed." Beca laughed slightly and pressed answer on her phone, not looking at the caller ID.
"Well, last time we kissed I was hung up on someone I shouldn't have been." She brought the phone to her ear. "Hello?"
"Um, hey. It's Aubrey. Sorry for interrupting your um... activities.." Beca snorted.
"Jeez, Aubrey, you act like kissing is a big deal. I know you kiss up on Jesse, so there's no reason for you to be so weird about it. Everyone does it." Aubrey was silent for a second.
"You know?"
"Of course I know. And before you ask, no I won't tell you how I know." Aubrey huffed, making Beca laugh. Aubrey not knowing something was the end of the world apparently. "So what's up?" Aubrey cleared her throat and Beca could hear some papers being shuffled. Organized Aubrey, she missed her honestly.
"So, I got all the Bellas on board with Coachella, and now I just need to know flight information and what do I need to do for hotel accommodations." Beca put the phone on speaker, and scrolled through her messages with Theo, looking for all the information he told her to give to Aubrey. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Demi fiddle with some switches on the board, making her smile.
"Hey, now. You might be a better DJ than me." Demi rolled her eyes and went to slap Beca's arm. Beca caught it and pulled her closer, giving her a soft kiss. "You're cute."
"Yeah, yeah, sweet talker." Aubrey cleated her throat on the other side of the phone.
"Um, excuse me." Beca rolled her eyes and went back to her phone.
"Alright, miss bossy pants. Chill out. I'll forward some stuff to you. I have a big suite we can all stay in, and all your flights are covered by my label, just send me which airports you guys are all leaving from so we can get tickets."
"Alright, I'll get in touch with you soon about that information." Beca rolled her eyes at Aubrey's serious tone.
"Bye, Bree." Beca paused, realizing she used Aubrey's nickname. Aubrey apparently heard it too, and she was silent for a moment.
"I missed you too, Beca. I understand you were upset, and hurting, but what you did was not right. You hurt the people who cared most about you. I forgive you though, because I know how hard it must have been for you to go through that. Just know that if you do it again I will hunt you down and hurt you." There was no sounds from either one of them for a second before Beca cleared her throat.
"Okay..." she glanced at Demi who was still fiddling with the soundboard. "I'm really sorry, Bree. I didn't mean to hurt you guys."
"I know, hobbit. Do better this time." The line clicked and Beca smiled. Same old Aubrey. She put her phone down and turned to Demi.
"So, where were we?" Demi giggled and stood, walking over to Beca and placing a kiss on her cheek.
"I gotta go, I have some stuff to take care of." Beca frowned playfully and shook her head, making Demi smile.
"I'll see you before you leave for Coachella, I promise." Beca was silent for a moment.
"What if you came to Coachella? Met the Bellas? We could hang out all week." Demi rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Hang out, huh?" Beca smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, Alright. Let me push some stuff around and I'll come. I'm excited to hang out with you, B." She kissed Beca's cheek again before walking out the door. Beca sighed and sank down in her chair. She had no idea what was going on with her and Demi, but she was feeling better than she had in almost 3 years. She was really starting to like the other singer.
"Focus, Mitchell. Think about girls later." She said to herself. She spent a few more hours at the studio, calling Tag to bring her home when she was done. After showering and texting Amy and Theo about Demi coming along, she opened up her laptop and started mixing, another sleepless night calling her name.