A/N: Hey there. So this chapter is going to be more in Chloe's perspective of things. This chapter will also have some pretty wicked revelations and will explain the incident when Chloe and Beca hung out that left her with stitches. Enjoy!

Beca rightfully decided to not go to school the next day, her body being filled with pain. She texted her mom the night before saying she felt sick and didn't think she'd be up to going to school the next day so she wasn't surprised at the fact that her mom didn't wake her. She sat up from her bed and groaned at the wave of pain before looking at her phone to check the time. She saw that she had a few texts from Chloe asking where she was yesterday and today. Tears rushed to the girl's eyes as she was reminded of the predicament she was now in due to Aubrey. She ultimately decided to listen to the blonde. Not because she feared for herself, but for Chloe. She was used to how they treated her but Chloe on the other hand, wasn't. She didn't want Chloe to get hurt just because she's being stubborn and refusing to listen to Aubrey. She'd hate if Aubrey and Bumper were angry at Chloe for talking to 'the freak' of the school so for that reason, she ignored said girl's texts and laid back down to continue giving her body some much needed rest.

Meanwhile, Chloe was confused by the girl's sudden radio silence and lack of appearance at school. She wondered if they girl was alright before figuring that she was probably just unwell.

"You alright, Chlo?" Aubrey asked when she saw the girl deep in thought.

The red head opened her mouth as if to ask something before closing it again.

"Yeah I'm good." She smiled before returning her full attention to the conversation the girls at their table were having.

The next day Beca avoided Chloe every chance she got. She actively made an effort to walk to her classes quicker before Chloe could catch up and even went against going to the library at lunch, knowing the girl would be there.

Chloe would call Beca's name as she speed walked past her but all she got in return was a fleeting glance before the girl continued to walk away as if she didn't know her. As a result, Chloe was left confused, slightly hurt but mostly worried at the brunette's actions. It wasn't as though she knew where Beca lived since they've only ever hung out at her house so she had no way of contacting the girl outside of school except by way of phone which Beca wasn't answering her back on.

After school, Chloe was definitely worried. Beca hadn't replied to any of her texts and had been avoiding her without saying so much as a word to her. It must be because she knows. Chloe thought as she paced the living room of her house. A pang of panic and guilt hit the girl as she thought this. She thought her and Beca were good friends so there just wasn't any other explanation for the abrupt avoidance. She figured that the brunette is probably terrified of her or hates her and the thought of that immediately made the taller girl want to cry . The two had only known each other for a little while but the dynamic of their friendship made it feel longer. Everything seemed fine the day after the incident but maybe Beca just needed time to figure it out, it wasn't like Chloe was particularly subtle considering what happened took her off guard as she thought back to a few days ago on the day of the incident.

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to hangout after school today? Catch up on some lost time since I wasn't here yesterday and all." Chloe asked, saying the last part playfully.

Beca thought for a moment. She supposed her mom wouldn't mind too much and it wasn't like she had any homework to catch up on so there wasn't anything stopping her.

"Yeah sure." She answered, receiving a blinding grin in return.

"Gnarly!"

The brunette blinked at the girl before shaking her head.

It was after school and Chloe waited for Beca outside her last class, giving the brunette a smile once the girl noticed her.

"Ready to go?"

Beca nodded in response.

The two walked into Chloe's house with Chloe ranting about an annoying teacher and made their way into the kitchen. Beca briefly wondered if Chloe ever brought Aubrey and her friends here too. She contemplated why the girl even asked Beca to come over, Bumper's cruel words coming back about her being a loser before she shook off the thought.

"But I guess he's not that bad. Anyways, would you like anything?" Chloe asked, pulling the brunette from her thoughts.

Beca cleared her throat, "Um, can I get a glass of water?"

Chloe nodded and went to fill up a glass of water while humming a tune under her breath. Once filled, she handed to cup to Beca but the glass was slightly wet and slipped through the young DJ' hands, shattering into pieces on the floor.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" Beca apologised as she crouched down and started picking up the wet pieces of glass, grimacing slightly as her sore body strained at the movement. "I'm such an idiot."

This caught Chloe't attention and she promptly replied, "No you're not! Beca it's alright, don't worry. Let me clean it up."

The brunette shook her head, "It's fine. I'm the one who dropped it."

The taller girl took in a breath, slightly frustrated that the girl wouldn't let her clean it. She tried again, "But you're the guest and It's just...Those pieces are really sharp. I don't want you to get hurt." She tried to conceal the slight anxiousness she was feeling as she spoke. She crouched down and started to help pick up the several pieces of glass.

"I won't get- shit."

Beca wasn't paying attention to the rather large shard of glass that now managed to cut her palm. The cut was deep but fortunately not very long. Immediately, Chloe shot up and briskly walked out of the room. The movement was so sudden that it made Beca fall back in surprise, barely registering the speed at which the girl moved.

Beca sat there confused for a few seconds before putting the bloody pieces of glass she was holding in the bin and went to go look for her friend. The house was completely silent, only broken with her own breathing. She called out Chloe's name a few times but never received a response. Beca went up the stairs to Chloe's room, momentarily forgetting about her bleeding hand. She got closer and heard something that sounded like a hiss of pain before a voice spoke out, sounding strained.

"Beca?"

"Yeah?" Beca answered, still walking closer to the closed bedroom door. "Are you okay?"

"I'll meet you in the bathroom downstairs. I-I'm just looking for a first aid kit. Make sure to run your hand under the water." Chloe's voice sounded more tense than the brunette has ever heard and there was a slight tremor to it.

Beca opened her mouth to say something but she lifted her hand to look at her injury and realised that blood is still flowing down her hand. It was about to start dripping and the girl quickly put her other hand under the wound, catching the drips of blood. She followed Chloe's instructions and made her way to the bathroom, turning the tap and letting the water run on her hand. The brunette watched the blood wash down the drain before jumping slightly when she heard a knock on the door.

It was Chloe standing in the doorway, a first aid kit in hand and a small, apologetic smile on her face for scaring the girl. Her cerulean eyes moved to Beca's hand that was still under the water and stared at it for a moment before snapping up to meet navy blue eyes. She sent the girl a weak smile before starting to walk towards her, her body stiff as a board. No words were said as she turned off the tap, cutting off the stream of water before gingerly grabbing Beca's hand. She let go of the girl's injured hand briefly to search for something in the first aid kit and Beca took this time to take note of the unusual silence and the way Chloe's hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

The brunette figured she must not like the sight of blood. "Chloe, honestly. It's fine. I think it's going to need stitches anyways."

Chloe's head snapped from the kit to Beca's hand as she inspected the wound. She looked back to the kit and took out a disinfectant wipe that she had been looking for before grabbing the girl's hand again and placing it on the cut. Beca released a quiet hiss of pain, causing Chloe to send her an apologetic look before quickly but thoroughly cleaning the injury. Beca didn't notice how dilated the girl's pupils were, only a thin ring of clear blue surrounding it. She did, however, know for sure that Chloe's hands were indeed shaking. It seemed like her whole body was.

"Y-You don't have to do this." Beca spoke again, quietly. Not only did she hate seeing the red head so uncomfortable, but she also wasn't used to someone actually helping her.

Chloe just shook her head in response, her jaw clenched. She had a slightly determined look to her face. Once she was finally satisfied with cleaning Beca's hand, she took a step back, grabbed some tissue and held it out for the shorter girl to take. Once Beca took it using her unharmed hand, Chloe silently pointed at the tissue then to the wound which was still bleeding at a slightly slower pace. Beca understood the gesture and held the tissue to the cut, applying pressure. Chloe held up a finger, wordlessly asking for a moment before walking out of the room.

As she left, Beca took the time to look at her injury and sighed slightly. It's definitely going to need stitches. "Ouch." She whispered as the pain finally started to set in.

Not even ten seconds later, Chloe walked in with some painkillers and and a cup of water, this time the cup was plastic. The brunette's face was one of mock exasperation and she rolled her eyes before she took the cup, seeing the corner's of Chloe's lips lift up slightly.

"Thank you." Beca said after the swallowing the pills.

Chloe nodded.

"It's going to need stitches." Chloe spoke for the first time since being in the bathroom. "Not many, fortunately."

"I guess I should get going then."

The two started to make their way to the front door before Beca turned to look at Chloe, "Again, I'm really sorry about-"

"Don't apologise. You have nothing to be sorry for. It was an accident." Chloe reassured the girl with a small smile which probably looked more like a pained grimace.

The brunette nodded but she still looked guilty. It was her fault for dropping the cup and she put Chloe in an uncomfortable position due to her potential dislike of the sight of blood, even though the girl, silently, assured her she was fine with helping her.

"I-I'll see you later Chloe."

When Beca left, Chloe ran her fingers through her fiery red hair with frustration and exhaled a breath she didn't even realise she was holding.

Chloe felt her heart plummet as she remembered what happened. She thought that by saying her behaviour was due to concern for the girl, which a lot of it was, it would prevent Beca from thinking too deeply into anything. It's not like she didn't want to ever tell Beca, she knew from the start that they'd be close friends. She even said so! But she didn't want her to find out this way nor in such a quick amount of time. She didn't want her to be afraid or despise her. Tears returned to her eyes and she picked up her phone to call her closest friend apart from Beca.

Meanwhile, Beca silently sighed with relief, glad that nothing physical happened today with either Aubrey or Bumper. But it didn't mean she was free from the verbal insults tossed her way all throughout. She clenched her jaw in sadness and frustration at what both Aubrey and Bumper were making her do. She did the homework and gave it to the boy before storming away, not caring about what could potentially happen to her. But she was more upset over the fact that Aubrey was making her ignore the only person in the school that didn't seem to think ill of her. She definitely will now, the brunette thought with a sigh. She texted Emily like she's usually been doing since they gave each other their numbers before turning off her phone and spending the rest of her evening succumbed to making mixes.

Chloe had spent the first ten minutes freaking out to the person on the phone, worriedly rambling before her friend assured her that her worries were out of proportion and she shouldn't have jumped straight to conclusions. Chloe felt herself relax, knowing that the person was right and was glad that her friend had managed to calm her. That is, until said friend suggested something that made her eyebrows scrunch in frustration and slight guilt.

"Yes Stacie, I know I should tell her but I really don't want to." She rolled her azure eyes before responding. "Cause I know for a fact that she'll run away and never speak to me again." She ran a hand through her hair in frustration as she listened "Well it's better then having her practically shun me!" She huffed out a breath of annoyance at the girl's words before exclaiming,

"Oh I don't know, Stace! What reaction would you have if you found out that your closest friend was a vampire!?"

A/N: And there it is! Congrats to those who figured it out! I tried not to make it too obvious until this chapter. So Stacie might be making an appearance...I guess we have to wait and see. I hope you guys enjoyed and tell me what you think!

Chilled.