Ello Mortals! Your immortal has arrived, and she comes baring good news. Yes, Chloe now gets to have her heart to heart with Beca without screaming Monster at her. Note I did NOT say that there wouldn't be screaming. I mean really guys. Its like you don't even know me...
As a side note, because I saw it in a review, Y'alls are welcome for the gazillion updates. However, I feel the need to warn you all, that my schedule is going to pick up soon, so updates really are going to start coming fewer and farther between. I don't even have time to write on weekends.
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Chloe paced back and forth in the waiting room as Aubrey and Beca talked. What the hell could they even be talking about? I mean, they'd been in there for fifteen minutes already, and Chloe still had yet to hear from anyone. On the bright side, Aubrey hadn't come out of the room crying... But then again, this was Aubrey. Aubrey never cried. She was like a one of those funny British guards; stoic and precise. Chloe would bet that if Beca started to scream at her, she'd give it right back to Beca using her 'scary motivational captain' voice. But still. It had been fifteen minutes already and-
"You know, if you keep pacing like that you're going to wear a hole through the floor."
Turning around, Chloe was surprised to find one Warren Mitchell smirking at Chloe's nervous pacing. Taking a seat, Chloe instead opted to nervously wring her hands.
"Sorry." Chloe said tersely.
She really didn't need this right now. She got that Warren and maybe even Beca hated her right now. Believe me, she got that. Hell, she didn't even blame them for that, because to be quite honest, they should hate her. She was such a BITCH in the way that she left Beca, that she would be surprised if Beca even would talk to her.
"No need." Warren chuckled. "Chloe, I know this is hard, but try and relax a bit. All the pacing in the world won't make Beca and Aubrey be done any faster.
However, try as she might, Chloe could not relax. The situation with Beca and her current relationship, or there lack of with Warren made Chloe exceedingly uneasy. Add to the fact that now Warren was being somewhat nice to her? It was a wonder that Chloe didn't spontaneously combust. She was a relatively simple girl. She liked things to be nice and easy for her. If some didn't like her, great. Let them act in such a manner. Just let her know that you don't like her and then act that way. She really hated the whole frenemy bullshit.
"With all due respect Mr. Mitchell," Chloe said, "At the moment, I don't really think I can."
Laughing, Warren just motioned for Chloe to sit net to him. Slowly, Chloe made her way over to the indicated seat and gingerly sat down on the very edge of the seat. Keeping her head bowed, Chloe refused to meet Warren's eye, rather instead pretended to find some spot on her hand exceedinly interesting.
"Chloe," Warren said. "I think that its no big surprise that I'm not your biggest fan right now. However, try as I might, I cannot hate you, and under the advice of our very own Aubrey Posen, I'm done trying."
Surprised Chloe looked up, finally meeting Warren's eye. As she was about to protest, Warren began to speak once more.
"You know, your friend Aubrey's really quite the clever woman. She's certainly the definition of wise beyond her years." Warren said, a small smile tugging at the edges of his mouth. "I really wanted to hate you to you know. I mean, you absolutely shattered Beca. You had built her up as high as she could be, only to to tear her down mercilessly. And to be perfectly honest, for a while I really did hate you. I hoped that some sort of calamity would befall you and Aubrey and that you might feel at least an iota of the pain you caused my daughter."
"Mr. Mitchell, I-" Chloe began, trying to apologize. However, Warren waved her off.
"Don't worry, I know your reasons." Warren said. "While I may not like what you did, I can certainly understand why you did what you did. As certain facts were brought to light, and as I spoke with Aubrey more, I realized that you truly are not the monster I made you out to be in my mid. Chloe, a terrible thing happened to you, and in a moment of fear, you panicked and acted upon instinct. I'm sure that you never knew that the consequences of your actions could be so wide spread. Like a bullet hitting a window, the place of impact was intended, however, the cracks and breaks that were caused from the initial impact could never have been planned for."
"Mr. Mitchell, I never-" Chloe tried again.
"I know." Warren said, smiling sadly. "You're such a sweet innocent girl Chloe. I think that's what Beca loved about you too. You're so happy and enthusiastic about life and you always try too see the best in everyone. Its cruelty in the highest degree that you were on the receiving end of such a brutal act of violence and had to deal with all that alone. However, before you attempt to interrupt me to apologize once more, don't. I am not the one you need to apologize to. I do not hate you, nor do I wish to see any more harm fall upon you. However, that does not mean that you are pardoned by me. To me, for the time being, you are dead to me. You are nothing more then a stranger to me, because the Chloe I knew would never have left when she swore to someone she loved that she would stay. Until you can make your peace with Beca, until Beca can say that she loves you once more, and no longer has to fear the day that you leave, I cannot see you as anything more then a stranger."
With that said, Warren Mitchell got up from his seat and turned to leave. However, before he had walked out the door, Chloe was standing.
"Wait!" she called after him.
Turning around, Warren paused to hear the red headed woman who he once thought would be his daughter-in-law had to say.
"I'm not going to make any excuses for myself, because there are none to be had." Chloe said. "I fucked up royally, and I intend to spend everyday for the rest of my life trying to make it up to your daughter if she'd give me the chance to. You're right, by the way. I was scared when I left. I wasn't thinking rationally, and in typical Chloe Beale fashion, I acted before I had really thought things through. I broke Beca's heart, and I can never forgive myself. I will apologize to you though, because my actions, my fears, hurt you to. You had to watch Beca fall, see her shattered, and for that, I am truly sorry. I never meant for anyone to be hurt, and I'm sorry for all the pain you suffered because of me."
"I know." Warren said sadly. "Though if you truly are sorry, you'll tell Beca this. Like I said, I'm not the one that needs to hear this."
With that said, Warren turned away and walked out the door. As Chloe made another move to go after him, she thought better of it. Lowering her hand Chloe sank back down into her chair. Warren was right. She needed to tell Beca this. With a sigh, Chloe got back up and began pacing once more. What the hell was Aubrey doing in there?
After what seemed like hours to her, Aubrey finally appeared into the doorway of the waiting room. Without waiting for Aubrey to say anything, Chloe practically pounced upon the blonde and immediately began grilling her on what just happened.
"Oh my God, you're back! Finally!" Chloe said, words tumbling out of her mouth. What took you so long? Why were you gone so long? What did you two talk about? Does Beca hate me? Oh my God, she probably does! I need to talk to her! Wait, does she even want to talk to me? I need-"
"Chloe!" Aubrey said, silencing the rambling ginger. "For serious. Get a grip!"
"Sorry!" Chloe said sheepishly. "I'm sorry. You were in there for a while, and I was worried. Then I had this big heart to heart with Mr. Mitchell, and Im just like reeeeaaaaallly on edge now, and I really need to talk to Beca, because I made a bunch of mistakes and-"
"CHLOE!" Aubrey shouted, commanding Chloe's attention once more. "For serious, breathe. Ready, in. Out. In. Out. In-"
"Aubrey!" Chloe said sharply, her patience long gone. "What were you and Beca talking about?"
Aubrey said nothing and instead shot one of her famous Aubrey Posen glares at the red head.
"Right, sorry." Chloe said.
"Mhm." Aubrey said, walking over to a seat. "Sure you are."
"I am!" Chloe said. "I'm an ass. I know. So can we pleeeeeaaaase...?"
"Fine!" Aubrey sighed, sitting down. "But first you need to calm down and stop acting like the hyperactive squirrel you usually are. I'm seriously way to tired to deal with that right now."
"Right, deal." Chloe said quickly. "Soooooo...?"
"Obviously we talked about you Chlo." Aubrey said. "Beca's got a few issues from when you left, and then her coma was basically one big nightmare, so the whole monster thing had nothing to do with you per say, but more wit remnants of her coma. She completely believed everything you told her up until like an hour ago when I told her the truth. Yes, the whole truth... Sort of. I don't think she knows about Baylie. I think you and her should talk about that one. Speaking of which, after you speak with Beca, you need t call her. I left Baylie with your mom before we left, and she's probably wondering about that, so you-"
"WHAT!" Chloe screeched, as she finally put two and two together. "YOU LEFT BAYLIE WITH MY MOM?!"
"She was the only one I could think of on such short notice." Aubrey said, completely unfazed by Chloe's obviously distress. "Have fun with that conversation too By the way Chloe. She doesn't know about anything, other then that you and Beca aren't together, and that Baylie is your daughter. So yeah. I think that's it... Wait, no, When you come back from talking with Beca, could you grab me a coffee? I'm really tired."
Chloe's mouth hung open. Chuckling, Aubrey reached a hand over and shut it for Chloe. Swatting Aubrey's hand away, Chloe glared at her.
"I'm very angry with you right now." Chloe huffed.
"You shouldn't be." Aubrey said, doing her best not to laugh. "I just talked to your girlfriend for you. And I also arranged for both of us to be here. Admit it. had I not arranged all of our preparations, you still would be in New York, picking out which shirt to pack."
"Not true!" Chloe huffed indignantly. However, seeing the amused look on Aubrey's face, Chloe relented. "Okay, so maaaaybe you're right. But you still didn't have to contract my MOM of all people!"
"First of all, of course I'm right. I'm a Posen Chloe. You know this." Aubrey smirked. "Secondly, yes, I did have to 'contract your mom' as you so eloquently put it. She was the only person I could think of off hand to babysit a newborn infant for an extended period of time without a lengthy conversation or paying a ridiculous sum of money."
For a minute, Chloe was tempt to argue, however, she knew that she had lost the second Aubrey had the maddening smirk on that just oozed the whole 'I'm right, you're wrong, and now you look like an imbecile' vibe. but that didn't mean that she had to just accept that, so did she? With a huff, Chloe turned her back away from Aubrey and crossed her arms. Sometimes Aubrey was a meanie.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Aubrey asked. Even though Chloe couldn't see Aubrey's face, she could freaking hear that smirk on her voice.
"Like a conversation with Beca?" Aubrey said, slowly as though she was talking to a small child.
"SHIT!" Chloe swore as she bolted up and ran to Beca's room.
With a sigh, Aubrey laid her head back against the uncomfortable seat. She really was quite tired out from the days' events. Fixing everyone else's lives really could tire a girl out. With a sigh, Aubrey sat up.
"I really hope Chloe brings me that coffee..." Aubrey said to no one in particular.
Chloe slowed her pace to a normal walk as she approached Beca's door. Once again, Chloe found herself riddled with self doubts once more. Laughing a bit to herself, Chloe couldn't help but to have a slight feeling of deja vu as she stood nervously before the door before her. In reality, the door really wasn't that scary. It was just a board of wood. However, Chloe really wasn't afraid of the door. She was afraid of the person and the conversation she had to have with said person behind the door. With a sigh, Chloe was about to barge into the room, before she thought better of it and instead raised her had into a fist and knocked.
knock knock knock
The knocking on the door startled Beca out of the worried trance she'd been in ever since Aubrey had left.
"Shit." Beca mumbled to herself.
Had Chloe come already? She wasn't ready for this! She wasn't ready to face Chloe, and she most certainly didn't want to talk to Chloe. No, she did want to talk to Chloe. She just didn't want to talk about all the heavy emotional shit. She was Beca fucking Mitchell for fuck's sake! everyone who knew her knew that she hated that bullshit ad much preferred to just roll with things and let emotions be implied. Aubrey had to yell at her to tell Chloe she loved her because Beca didn't want to say that! She soooooo wasn't ready for this and-
"Beca?" Beca heard her name be called softly from the object of her dreams and nightmares. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah, come in!" Beca called out.
Steeling her nerves, Beca did her best to not scream or cry as Chloe slowly entered the room. Closing the door softly behind her, Chloe awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do next. Neither seemed to be ready to break the tensioned filled silence quite yet. Finally, though, Chloe spoke up.
"Hey." Chloe said softly, a shy smile adorning her beautiful face.
"Hey." Beca said softly. "You wanna take a seat?"
"Thank you." Chloe said politely, making her way the seat she sat in for the past three days.
For a minute, neither girl said anything, both too lost in their own thoughts to say anything to start the inevitable conversation. After all, what was there to say? Look at where they were for God's sake! Then add to the mix why they were there, the pressure and tension in the room could not have been worse. After a while though,as both girls sorted through their mixed feelings, their own fears concerns, the silence became one of awkward unease rather then unspoken tension.
"God Chloe..." Beca sighed, breaking the silence. "What happened to us?"
"I was an ass and left you." Chloe said simply. Oh Chloe. One could always rely on her to be brutally honest.
"Yeah, but still..." Beca said "The two of us use to be able to talk for hours about nothing. Now look at us. Its almost like a competition to see who can make this the most awkward.""
Chloe laughed. "Well we both know that's a competition I would win hands down.
"Oh really?" Beca challenged, "Because I'm a pretty awkward person."
"Please!" Chloe scoffed. "I have no filter and don't know the meaning of the word personal boundaries."
"So?" Beca countered. "I can't handle social situations, I have a nasty attitude most days and I'm so fucking sarcastic that half the shit out of my mouth isn't sincere. I'm also so fucking socially awkward that I use to hide in a Gad damn corner whenever I had to go to anywhere where there would be more then like three people! Oh, and we can add to everything else that makes me awkward that I curse worse then a motherfucking sailor!"
Here, both girls laughed, enjoying the false happiness that each allowed. They both were very aware of the upcoming necessary, and most likely highly uncomfortable conversation. However, at the moment, neither wanted to break the current lighthearted and easy conversation the two were having. It almost felt like old time. Almost. If only the nagging feeling they both had could go away, then maybe they could both go back to normal. Oh, and then also forget about the whole baby and suicide thing, then yeah. They could both go back to they way they were.
Unfortunately, that wasn't an option, and the only way that the two of them could ever have a chance of being a couple once more, they had to realize their problems. They had to face all of their fears, insecurities, and issues head on and then still be able to out of that together. Their love was broken, shattered like all the mirrors Beca smashed on the night Chloe left. Their love hadn't been able to weather the storm. Now, they had to see if their love was even salvageable at this point.
"Chlo?" Beca asked, as their laughter died down.
"Yeah Becs?" Chloe said, bracing herself for the upcoming question.
"Are you alright?" Beca asked.
"What?" Chloe asked, completely surprised. She had expected Beca to ask her why she left, why she lied to Beca, or at least something along those lines. Never did she expect Beca to ask how SHE was.
"Are you alright." Beca repeated. As though she could read Chloe's mind, Beca continued. "I'm not going to bother asking you why you left or anything else like that. Aubrey already told me everything. And yeah, it sucks that you left, and I'm petrified to let you back in, but I'm going to, no questions asked. You went through far worse then I did, so I want you to know I'm here for you. So I'll repeat one more time, and if you don't have an answer, that's fine. Just be honest, alright? So, are you alright?"
"Beca..." Chloe said softly, unsure of how to proceed.
What was she suppose to say to that? Beca was so fucking perfect, so caring, so concerned, and Chloe was a fool and left her. Even now, when Beca's heart was shattered by Chloe, she still cared more about Chloe then anyone else. She didn't press Chloe for explanations, for answers, for anything. She didn't even care about that! Despite what Chloe put her through, Beca's foremost concern was for Chloe, and it broke her heart.
"Like I said, you don't have to answer that." Beca said, startling Chloe. "I get it. Its a bit of a loaded question and all-"
"No, its really not." Chloe said sadly. "I'm doing alrightish actually."
"Bullshit." Beca said simply. "I know for a fact that you're not."
"What?" Chloe asked, "How do-"
"I know?" Beca finished. "Because I know you Chloe. If Aubrey was telling me the truth, which she usually does, you've been absolute shit for the past year. Apparently, you might have out drank me too, which I actually find hard to believe."
"Shit." Chloe said, "Beca, I'm so sorry about everything-"
"Don't be." Beca said simply, "If you tell Aubrey this, I'll deny it to my grave, but I'm going to take her advice. She's right you know. I need to just let shit go. What's happened has happened, and I can't do anything to change it. I can go backwards, or I can go forwards, and to be perfectly honest, I'd rather go forwards."
"But still Beca," Chloe said, "I owe you a huge apology. I fuck up your life, when my life was the only one that had to have been fucked up. I never should have lied to you, and I most certainly never should have tried to break your heart. I should have been honest with you from the start, and I most certainly shouldn't have run."
First," Beca said lazily, "You didn't try to break my heart. You not only succeeded, but also shattered my life. Not the point though. Second, your life shouldn't have been fucked up in the first place. You didn't deserve what happened to you, and you should have had someone to help you when you were down. Also, I told you, for better or for worse, I love you. I was going to marry you, you know Chlo. Still want to, oddly enough, but anyway. Back on point, yeah, you shouldn't have lied to me, although i get your reasoning. I probably would have dropped everything to take care of you and the kid. However, that was my decision to make. You know just as well as I do that I never do things out of obligation. Remember our first Christmas together?"
Chuckling a bit, Chloe nodded her head, thinking back to that. Beca had absolutely refused to go to her father's house, and Chloe was dead set on making her go. Chloe tried everything she could, but this was the one thing it seemed Beca wouldn't do for her. When Chloe tried to guilt Beca into going, Beca had actually laughed in her face and told her point blank that she would never do something only because she felt obligated to do so.
"Yeah..." Chloe sighed, "I remember."
"Good. Beca said, "Anyway, I always wanted to have kids with you one day. Not necessarily today, but I can roll with that. So are we good now?"
"Just like that?" Chloe asked, incredulous.
"What do you mean?" Beca asked, genuinely confused.
"Just like that, me and you are all better." Chloe clarified. "After all the shit I put you through, after everything I did, just like that, we're poof, all better?
"Well, not all better. There's a shit ton of stuff we'll have to work out eventually, but yeah. I still love you, never stopped really, but as long as you still love me, we can work through this. unless of course you don't want us to be an us. In that case, I don't know then. Get the fuck out I suppose."
"Seriously?" Chloe asked, still shocked. "You're just going to forgive me, just like that?"
"Yeah." Beca laughed. "I figured that you probably suffered just as much as I did. You did get raped and all you know. Plus, the only big difference between the last year for the two of us was that I eventually shot off the deep end and tried to kill myself. Which I'm willing to bet that you would have done to if you didn't have Aubrey. Oh, and you had a kid to take care of. Speaking of which, can you tell me about the kid?"
Chloe just sat there and gaped at the girl in front of her. In all the ways she played out this conversation did she ever think that it would go like this. Never once did Chloe think that she and Beca would, just like that, be a couple once more, no questions asked.
"Earth to Chloe!" Beca said, waving her hand in front of Chloe's face. "Gonna start gushing about the little red head or not?"
"Her name's Baylie..." Chloe said, barely even noticing the words she was saying. "Aubrey says she looks just like me, only a baby. She's only three months old, but she's really smart."
"Excellent." Beca said, nodding her head.
"Yeah..." Chloe said, still spaced a bit. She really did NOT expect this conversation.
"Chloe?" Beca asked.
"Yeah Beca?" Chloe said.
"I love you."
Aaaaaannnd CUT! We out Mortals. No, stop panicking! I didn't mean that the fic was over! Just the chapter! Geeze... Cool your tit's. So yeah. UNPREDICTABLE! Who guessed this was going to happen? Not me, and I wrote the damn thing. Time to answer everyone now, and if you love me, you'll all leave a shit ton of reviews again.
Hakuna-fucking-matata: First. Love you name. Absolutely brilliant. Second, I'm glad you've joined the party mate! Though, you should know that being fashionably late went out of style last year.
Positiveoutcomesonly- A, LOVE your writing. I'm freaking out here now that your reading this too. B, Yes, Warren is a hypocrite. A motherfucking hypocrite I wish I could just kill off. But I still need him, so he's not going to die now. And yes, this is a lovely one shot, isn't it? Its only like 9 times the usual length.
cxcxcx386: Mon amie, as always, you make my day that much better with your lovely reviews. And I know I'm the greatest... ah Duh! But you can still keep saying that... I like compliments. :P But anyway, MWAHAHAHAHA! Who said anything about Beca? DUH DUH DUUUUUUUUUUH!
Becaachloe: But I like the cliffhangers! And HA! this is cyberspace! You can't stab me! But even if you could, would you? I really would rather not be stabbed, especially in the eye with a butter knife. I would imagine that such a thing would hurt...
: I'm glad that you've caught up on! Did you need your tissues, or are you staring at the screen like WTF. I was when I finished the chapter, so yeah. Not even sure what the hell this was really...
Karen: Of course i answered you silly! you spend the time to read and review, I spend the time to read and respond. Like Ive said before I read every single review, PM, etc i get. And each one makes my day :) And I never said someone was going to die. I also said that no one wasn't either. You people act as though I'm going to actually give you that much of a spoiler. Patience padowan. All will be revealed.
Iwillfogetthisl8er: A, I hope you don't forget this later, and B, I like AUbrey in this fic too. Everyone's fucked up if you think about it. Plus perfect people are boring. Good for you. Your tied and succeeded. Whoop dee fucking doo!
And to everyone else, HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13! I was SOOOOO tempted to kill some one off, just because I could, so be happy i haven't. Thank you to everyone else who reviewed, and please, keep 'em coming. I love those who review more then I love life itself, so yeah. If you love this fic, or you love me (both would be nice) you should totally review. The bo is RIGHT there you know... I spend HOURS on each chapter lovely mortals. Can you give me a minute of your time to tell me what you think?