"How's Beca?" Chloe asked, tracing the rim of her coffee cup with her finger.
Aubrey sighed, "Why don't you come back home with me and find out for yourself?"
The redhead scrunched her eyebrows, "I can't do that."
"Sure you can. You just don't want to because your pride is as big as your girlfriends ego." Aubrey smirked.
Chloe rolled her eyes and flicked the blondes hand.
"She's not my girlfriend." The redhead muttered.
Aubrey snickered, "You never broke up with her, therefore, you're still together. It's just your pride that's getting in the way."
Chloe let out a huff, she didn't bother to counter Aubrey's comment, "It's not about pride. It's about-"
"Pride." The blonde shot back, winking as she took a sip of her coffee.
Chloe groaned and lowered her head onto the table, "Why does she do these things to me?"
"Look, Beca does things without thinking all the time. Sure..this time she technically cheated on you but it wasn't intentional. Believe it or not..I would say her intentions were true. She didn't mean to hurt you." Aubrey reached over and stroked Chloe's hair.
She retracted her hand when the redhead shot her head up.
"You're siding with her?"
Aubrey clicked her tongue and quirked her eyebrow, "I'm simply stating facts. You know how much that girl loves you. Do you honestly think she'll do something to hurt you on purpose or without reason?"
Chloe slowly lowered her head back down on her arms, resting her chin on them as she looked up at Aubrey with sad eyes. She let out a long sigh before responding.
"No. But it still hurt."
Aubrey gave her friend a small smile, "I know it did. The whole thing was stupid. Beca knows that, Chlo."
"So, what now? Do I just forgive and forget?" Chloe asked.
The blonde shrugged, "Not necessarily. Just make sure that she knows not to pull a stunt like that again. Remind her who you are."
Chloe raised her eyebrow, "What does that mean? Who am I?"
"I can't answer all the questions! Think about it while we walk back home." Aubrey slipped out of the booth and began to walk towards the exit.
Chloe caught up to her friend and cleared her throat, "I never agreed to coming back."
Aubrey snorted, "You picked the wrong person to meet for coffee because there's no way in hell I'm letting you go back to your parents house after everything we just talked about."
Chloe surrendered, "Fine."
The blonde barked out a laugh, "Wow, you sure put up a fight."
"Oh shut up and take me home." The redhead playfully shoved Aubrey as they continued their walk from Panera to the loft.
Amy laid stretched out on the couch, tossing a plush ball up to the ceiling where Beca hung upside down catching the ball and tossing it back down.
"So you thought kissing her was the best solution?"
Beca sighed, "I acted way too fast. I had to do something before she saw my suit."
The blonde shrugged, "I guess you're right." She reached out to the side to catch the ball. Beca snickered when Amy groaned as she watched the ball slip passed her fingers.
Amy grabbed the ball and tossed it back up to Beca's awaiting hand.
"So any luck with Little Red?"
The brunette winced slightly at the question.
"I haven't spoken to her. I doubt she even wants to see me."
Amy looked up at Beca with a Are You Kidding Me face.
"She's probably just waiting on you to make the first move. Y'know, since you basically cheated on her."
"Thank you, Amy."
The blonde smirked, "Glad to share my wisdom."
Beca beamed the ball down, hitting Amy square in the face.
"It'll take her actually walking through that door for her to even consider speaking to me."
Just as Amy was about to toss the ball back up, the front door slid open to reveal Aubrey and Chloe.
Amy glanced up at the ceiling with her mouth agape. Beca froze, gripping tightly on her web.
"Well what are the odds.."
Aubrey gave her a questioning look, "What?"
"Oh, nothing," Amy looked over to Chloe, "So, Red. You're back!"
Chloe nodded, "I am."
Aubrey looked around the room, "Is Beca home?"
Amy squinted her eyes, "Uuuuuh, no. Why?"
Chloe plopped down on the couch, "I gotta talk to her."
"Good talk? Bad talk?"
The redhead grinned, "I hope it's good."
Amy pushed herself up, "So..you wanna get back together?"
"They never broke up." Aubrey chimed in.
Beca felt a fuzzy feeling in the bridge of her nose. The dust was definitely thicker on the ceiling and she felt her sneeze coming closer and closer.
"AACHO-woah!"
The girls on the couch jolted to the side to the sudden outburst. They turned around just in time to see Beca crash onto the floor.
They looked over the back of the couch, down at the brunette laying on her back.
"What the hell were you doing on the ceiling?" Chloe asked.
Aubrey rolled her eyes, "Being a creeper. You're abusing your power, Mitchell."
Beca glared up at the blonde, "Amy and I were playing catch so excuse you, Posen."
Amy tossed the ball at Beca, chuckling when the brunette didn't react to the object bouncing off her head.
The brunette groaned as she pushed herself up, stretching out the kink in her neck. She worked her way up to her feet and gulped when she saw Chloe making her way over to their bedroom.
"Whenever your ready." The redhead said before disappearing behind the door.
Beca looked over at Amy and Aubrey.
"It's now or never, shorty."
"Get on with it."
Beca sucked in a breath and walked the small distance to her room. Accepting her fate once she shut the door behind her.
Amy turned to Aubrey, "Wanna play catch?"
The tall blonde gave a lazy shrug, "Eh what the hell."
Meanwhile, Beca stood in the far end of the room chewing her lip while Chloe sat at the edge of the bed.
"In order for this to move forward one of us is gonna have to talk, you know that right?" The redhead asked, giving Beca a look that told her she meant it in the most kindhearted of ways.
Beca grinned and rubbed the back of her neck, "Chlo, there's not much I can say other than how sorry I am. Honestly, these past few days have been hell. I never realized until now how much I hate sleeping by myself."
The corners of Chloe's lips twitched up into a smile. She stood up and walked over to the brunette, reaching down to take her hands.
"Let's just forget about it, okay? I don't want there to be anymore problems."
Beca smiled, "Neither do I."
It was then when Beca realized she failed to mention her kiss with Felicia. She knew that if she brought it up now..she'll for sure make the situation way worse. But at the same time...it's always better to be honest. At least she hoped so.
Just as Chloe began to lean in to seal their truce with a kiss, Beca took a step back.
"I gotta tell you something first before you decide to forgive me."
Chloe's eyes darted between the brunettes.
"What is it?"
Beca shut her eyes, a shaky breath escaping her lips.
"Flint Marco is Felicia's dad. She's starting to ask questions regarding his disappearance and.." The brunette trailed off.
Chloe raised her eyebrow and nodded, "And?"
"My suit must have been showing a little. She tried to see what it was, she wouldn't let it go. It was just really fast thinking." Beca became more and more nervous as she spoke and Chloe noticed.
"What was?"
Beca bit her lip, "I-I kissed her. It was just to distract her for the time being, it didn't mean anything even she knows that."
Chloe stayed quiet. Her eyes stayed fixated on the brunettes, her mouth slightly agape. Beca's breath hitched the longer Chloe stayed standing there.
"Please say something. Or slap me if you need to, I deserve it." Beca said with a low voice, she ducked her head, ashamed at herself for possibly ruining the best thing that could ever happen to her.
That was until Chloe lifted her chin and took a step towards her. Beca furrowed her eyebrows for she had expected the worst.
"What are you-?"
Chloe cut her off by closing the distance between them. Beca felt all of Chloe's unspoken feelings, the love, the anger. The way the redhead gripped tightly on the brown strands and the way her hand caressed the soft cheek underneath it. Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe's neck, bringing her impossibly closer. The brunette released a gasp when she felt the moisture of Chloe's tongue pushed past her lips, demanding entry. Beca had no control over the choked up moan that managed to slip past her lips. The redhead slowed their pace and pulled away, trailing her hand down to slip down the nape of Beca's neck, keeping her in place.
Beca looked at her with darkened eyes, licking her swollen lips.
"Should I take that as a good sign?"
Chloe smirked, "Yeah," she narrowed her eyes slightly and tugged at Beca's shirt, "And to remind you who the hell it is you're dealing with."
The brunette gulped, she was both turned on and terrified. The seductive yet angry look in Chloe's eyes worried her only because she wasn't sure how to act upon it.
"M'kay.." She muttered.
Chloe smiled and leaned in to peck the brunette on the lips before making her way back to the living room.
Beca stood there confused, "What.." She trailed off.
Chloe plopped down on the couch and watched the ball being tossed back and forth like a game of tennis. Amy's throws became more creative one after another, throwing between her legs and off the wall.
The redhead turned her head when she heard the floors creak behind her. Smiling up at the brunette as she hesitantly approached the couch. Chloe patted the seat next to her and Beca smiled, shuffling her way around and taking the offered seat.
Chloe scooted closer to her girlfriend and rested her head on the brunettes shoulder. She stroked Beca's thigh, wanting to make up for the missed physical contact from the last few days.
Amy glanced over to the couch and smiled, "Yay! We're all problem free again."
Aubrey looked over her shoulder and winked, "Let's keep it that way, you two."
Chloe craned her neck and pressed her lips against Beca's jaw, fully content.
The front door slid open and in came Jesse and Stacie. The busty brunette caught sight of red on the couch and she pushed past the brunette in front of her.
"Chloe!"
The redhead opened her arms as Stacie practically threw herself onto her best friends lap.
Jesse smiled, "Thank god. Beca's been killing our vibe lately."
Beca flipped the boy off, "Fuck you, sir."
The photographer gestured for Amy to pass her the ball. The blonde underhand tossed it and watched Beca shoot herself up to the ceiling.
Chloe giggle as she craned her neck to look up at her girlfriend.
"New York's hero. So frightening and dangerous."
Beca scoffed, "Hell yeah I am."
The group of friends spent the remaining of the day enjoying each others company and catching up with Chloe.
Early the next morning, Jesse shot his head to the side. Chest heaving and sweat streaming down his forehead. His eyes opened and he pushed himself up and off the bed to make his way to the bathroom. Aubrey stirred from her place on the bed, propping herself on her elbows she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Jess, you okay?"
"I'm fin- argh!" Jesse pushed the bathroom door open and gripped onto the sink to steady himself.
Aubrey knocked on the door with a worried expression on her face.
"Babe?"
A crash and groan muffled its way through the closed door. She scurried over to Beca and Chloe's room.
"Beca!" She called out, "Bec, wake up!"
She opened the door and stood at the doorway while the brunette and redhead tiredly sat up.
"What is it?-"
"It's Jesse."
Beca stood up and walked over to Aubrey, "Where is he?"
"In the bathroom. I don't know what happened."
Beca and Chloe followed the blonde across the living room to the bathroom where Jesse's screams were becoming a lot more audible.
Stacie and Amy lazily stumbled out of their room.
"What the hell is going on?" Stacie yawned.
"Somethings going on with Jesse." Beca informed. She walked over to the door and banged twice.
"Jesse. Open up."
Jesse shook his head to attempt to rid the voice in his head.
Make her suffer
He cradled his head and looked in the mirror, gritting his teeth.
"St-stop it.."
Make her wish she were dead
"Jesse, come on!" Beca tried again.
"I'm fine!" Jesse cried. He arched his back when a sharp pain shot down his spine. The brunette grunted as he felt the anger take him over. His fingers twitched and his heart continued to pound against his chest. He pushed himself off the sink and turned around.
Jesse's breath hitched as he reached for the doorknob.
The girls looked at him with worried eyes.
"Are you okay?" Beca asked, she bit her lip when her spidey senses went haywire.
"I'm fine." Jesse replied in a low voice. He glanced over at Chloe and the voice in his head returned.
First, we attack her heart
Jesse pushed past the girls crowded outside the bathroom and made his way over to his room.
Beca ran her fingers through her hair, "Just give him some space. We gotta get ready for work anyway."
Chloe followed her girlfriend back to the room. Stacie and Amy gave Aubrey a reassuring smile and went to get ready for work.
Aubrey walked back into her room to find Jesse already dressed in his white button down and black pants.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Jesse smiled at his girlfriend from through the mirror. He turned around and nodded.
"Perfectly fine."
The blonde looked down and decided not to push it, "Alright. I'm gonna get ready for work."
Jesse walked over and pressed his lips against hers.
"I'll see you later."
Aubrey watched him exit the room. Taking a deep breath she went over to her closet to get ready.
Jesse stepped onto the platform of Special Projects and made his way over to the side of the room with the armored suits.
Stopping in front of a green suit and a jet glider, Jesse smiled to himself.
"I'm not a sidekick anymore, hero."
A/N: Oh no :|.
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