Title: Jealous or How Chloe Got Beca's Psycho Ex to Leave Them Alone
Rating: M
Era: Post No Electricity, Post Super Secret Wedding (Chapter 7)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Pitch Perfect or its characters. Everything else, including all the mistakes, is mine!
A/N #1: Because I was so lazy last weekend watching the super bowl and generally doing nothing, I totally reworked this for you guys. I increased the length in hopes that you'd forgive me... I hope you enjoy!
The afternoon full of errands was over and Beca and Chloe were exhausted. Most of the day was spent tying up loose ends for their big wedding next month at a place near Chloe's house in The Hamptons. Now that all the arrangements were set it was time to relax with an early dinner before heading home to crash.
"That place looks interesting," Chloe stopped and pointed to a fairly crowded restaurant with an outdoor seating area.
"Let's go," Grabbing her wife's hand Beca headed for the crosswalk. "There's beer, food and some type of music, I'm good with that."
What they thought was a small restaurant turned out to be a huge room filled with long tables packed with people. It was controlled chaos and not what they expected to find in the middle of New York City. There weren't even any waiters wandering around, it was all self service.
Pushing their way outside they took a seat in the less crowded area under a canopy of trees with lights strung up. The atmosphere was unique and the tables offered a chance to talk with other diners throughout the night.
"I wasn't expecting this," Looking around Beca was amazed, this took the bar scene to a whole new level.
Grinning Chloe thought about the stack of books laying around at home and laughed, "Geez haven't you read your travel books?" Not getting the desired reaction she playfully rolled her eyes, "You're the one who said beer drinking was your top priority while in Germany for our honeymoon."
"So what's that have to do with this place?" Of all the books Beca read she doesn't once remember them mentioning a place like this. Then again she'd only looked at the pictures, they were going to four countries, she had a lot of material to get through.
"They have places similar to this you dork," Shaking her head Chloe laughed. Beca was the one who dragged her to the bookstore to buy those books two weeks ago and it seemed she was the only doing the reading, "These beer halls are popular…"
"And?"
"And what?"
"And I know you have more info Beale," Flashing a sarcastic smile Beca snatched the lone menu out of the redhead's hands, "Why are you holding out?"
Leaning on her elbows Chloe motioned for Beca to come closer. Meeting the younger girl halfway she glanced at the brunette's lips, "Because you haven't done you're homework…"
Smirking Beca suggestively trailed her eyes down Chloe's body, "You going to punish me?"
"It all depends…"
"On what?"
Reaching out Chloe slowly traced her fingernail on Beca's hand, "On if you keep calling me Beale. That's not my last name and hasn't been for almost four months."
Pecking Beca's lips Chloe quickly took the menu and sat down. Barely visible over the top she saw the look of pure adoration and love sweep across the younger girls features. Beca was seriously too cute for words sometimes.
"God you're so good at being hot and distracting…" Beca said trying to sound dejected as she watched the redhead read the menu.
The first time Beca misused the name Beale instead of Mitchell it truly was an accident, but now it was a game. She loves hearing her last name roll off Chloe's tongue and she loves how worked up the redhead gets when she pretends to forget.
"I want this," Chloe pointed to an item, "Go order it for me."
"Yes dear," Beca deadpanned.
Giggling Chloe smiled brightly watching Beca stand, "See four months into marriage and you're already well trained."
"As if I had a choice," That look Beca received signaled to her that the next comment would be anything by innocent. Holding up a hand she stopped it from coming, "Ah, ah, ah…I'll also get your drink, I know what kind of beer you like."
With Chloe, Beca never really knew what kind of reply she'd get, they were always so quick and effortless, as if they were practiced them. What most people failed to realize, including herself at the beginning, was what a dirty mind Chloe had, it was almost her undoing many times.
While making her way back to their table, beers in hand, Beca passed a familiar looking girl, locking eyes she smiled politely before moving on. Instantly the smile and face registered, Ashland Williams, an ex-girlfriend from Barden University. As she shuffled away she could only hope she wasn't recognized. She could have sworn that mistake finally backed off a long time ago, there was no way Ashland was here.
At first the girl was cool, they lived on the same floor and was nice to chat with. It was casual, they went on dates and slept together, it was nothing serious at least that's what Beca thought. Ashland had other views and saw the brief four month relationship for way more than what it was. The week Chloe returned to start her masters was when Beca realized how much the redhead affected her and how huge her crush was. Knowing it wasn't fair to sting Ashland along she immediately broke things off and that's when the bitch got crazy.
Returning to the table Beca downed half her glass then nervously set it aside. Looking over Chloe's shoulder she let out a sigh, hoping she wasn't being watched.
Chloe could sense the uneasiness and see the tenseness in her wife's shoulders, "What's wrong?"
"I'm fairly certain I made eye contact with Ashland Williams inside."
Picking up her glass Chloe took a few sips, that name didn't ring a bell but clearly it upset Beca, "Ashland Williams?"
"Remember that girl I dated the summer before sophomore year?" Beca saw Chloe nod. She wasn't keeping secrets, Chloe knew about all her ex's but names weren't important. "She's here, but hasn't recognized me yet. It could also be her doppelganger, god I hope it's her doppelganger."
"Is this the same one who was a little obsessed with you?" Chloe asked curiously, just to make sure.
After breaking things off Beca started getting these random texts acting as if nothing happened. She was even accused of being an inattentive girlfriend saying they weren't spending enough quality time together. Her response was always the same, we're broken up, and that would get the girl off her back a few weeks.
Beca made a shocked face, "A little is putting it nicely Chlo. That bitch gave me OCD!"
"OCD?" Chloe laughed out, taking another sip from her glass.
"Yes, she obsessively caused me distress."
The frantic shifting of eyes and annoyed whisper were so quick that the redhead choked on her beer while laughing.
"Quit laughing Chloe she's off her fucking rocker."
Fighting to swallow her beer Chloe tried to act innocent with Beca's dilemma, "Oh…"
Tapping her fingers along the tabletop the brunette nodded, "She takes crazy to a whole new level. Then just when you think you've reached the bottom of her craziness…" Slamming a hand down she saw Chloe jump, "Bam! She opens up her crazy underground garage. Ask Stacie she'll tell you…"
When auditions rolled around one year whose name was first on the list, Ashland. To make matters worse she was a good singer and the group almost voted her in. Thankfully, Stacie put a stop to that, after all she was the innocent bystander in one of Ashland's failed attempts to win Beca back.
Somehow Ashland had gotten into their locked dorm room, lit dozens of candles and placed herself naked on Beca's bed. When she and Stacie entered Ashland, without looking, got up and forcefully pushed herself on Stacie, Beca instantly dropped their takeout and furiously started yelling. Once Stacie pushed the girl away Beca already started gathering up discarded clothing. Quickly evading the auburn haired girls new advances she sidestepped away just as Stacie flung the door open. Ashland, along with her clothes, stumbled out into the hall. Beca spent two weeks straight at Chloe's after that, only returning to her room to sleep.
There were no less than twenty of these incidents scattered over her final three years at Barden. Just when everything would calm down, something weird would happen and the pattern would repeat.
Chloe laughed hearing that story, seems like Ashland did just enough to not be considered a stalker, "Why would she be here?"
"No idea, last I heard she was traveling with the musical Cabaret," Shrugging Beca thought back to that final text. It was almost like Ashland gave up all hope of them being together and she never responded and never thought about her ex again, "Let's hope she doesn't come over…"
"Yeah, besides you're mine now."
"I've always been yours, but…"
"No buts," Interrupting Chloe reached across the table and pried the brunette's fingers from the glass. Lacing them together she gave a gentle squeeze, "We've got a marriage license and rings to prove it."
The look the redhead wore almost stopped Beca's heart. It was a threating and protective face and one she'd only seen on rare occasions, "Something tells me that won't stop her, she's very…persistent."
Smugly smiling Chloe gave a wink, "Well she hasn't met me, she won't win."
Standing Beca bent over and l kissed her wife, "I'll be right back, I'm going to get our food… Save my spot."
"Always…" Picking up the empty glasses Chloe waved them around, "More beer please."
Taking the long way Beca glanced at Ashland's table, by the looks of things she was involved in a conversation, hopefully the rest of the night would be hassle free. Grabbing two more beers and their food she turned and stopped in her tracks, Ashland was staring. Ducking her head made a beeline for the table, never looking back.
Pushing her plate away Chloe hummed in approval, "That was awesome, we're definitely coming back. I loved how you added the giant pretzel and mustard, was a nice touch."
"Thanks," Finishing a final bite Beca smiled before downing the rest of her drink.
The restaurant was a nice change of pace from what they normally go to and before long a couple of hours were gone. To end the evening off Chloe sent Beca up for one final round and dessert.
Returning to the table Beca placed an apple strudel and two drinks down. Their neighbors were gone, leaving them relatively alone, "Is this seat taken?"
"I was saving it for my hot wife, but you'll do."
Beca heard the playfulness in Chloe's tone as she sat down. Picking up a fork she took a bite, "So this wife, does she make you happy?"
"Yes…She's really pretty great, I'm totally in love with her."
"I'm sure she's completely in love with you too," Pausing Beca felt Chloe's hand slip to her thigh. Chloe's movements were so quick and casual while eating dessert it was like nothing happened. Stilling the wandering hand Beca took a steadying breath, "So, does she know exactly how to get you hot and bothered?"
Turning her head Chloe seductively licked the ice cream off the spoon as Beca anxiously watched. Meeting the brunette halfway she wickedly smiled, "Yes and I'm very satisfied."
"Oh yeah?"
"Mmmhmmm," Dropping the spoon Chloe inched closer. "She does this thing with her tongue and fingers that gets me off so quick and don't even get me started on how she moves her hips. It's pure perfection."
Smirking Beca captured the redhead's lips in a slow kiss.
"Just so you know she perfected those moves on me…" The response from the new addition to the table was annoyed, causing the two to break apart.
Beca didn't need to look to know Ashland was sitting across the table, "Nope, not a doppelganger."
Chloe lightly laughed as Beca rested her forehead on her shoulder.
"Don't I get a hello Beca?" The question was laced with irritation as Ashland observed the couple.
"Jesus," Beca sighed looking up. There was no time like the present to get this confrontation over, so much for being left alone. "What do you want Ashland?"
Crossing her arms, Ashland leaned on the table, "I saw you earlier and since you were ignoring me, I decided to be polite and come say hi."
"Hello," Chloe eyed Beca's ex. Even she couldn't deny that the girl was pretty, but underneath that nice exterior lived a crazy bitch. Sitting up straighter she intended to pull the intimidation factor and let the girl know she wasn't welcome, "And now goodbye."
"Well, well, well, who might you be?" Ashland shot back in a nauseatingly sweet tone.
Clearing her throat, Beca broke the slowly building tension, "Ashland, this is Chloe, my wife." She added extra emphasis to get her point across.
There was a brief silence while everyone awkwardly looked at each other.
Seeing the shocked look, Chloe put on a smug smile and stuck her hand out, "Chloe Mitchell, nice to meet you."
Nonchalantly flicking her wrist Ashland waved the hand off, "I'd say the same, but I don't want to be a liar."
The smile dropped from Chloe's face and was replaced with a blank stare, "Wow…rude."
"Just stating facts…"
Pushing the plate away Chloe rested her elbows on the table, "The fact is you're the rude ass bitch who hasn't come to grips with reality. You're a bad distant memory, Beca's made her choice."
"Yeah the wrong one."
"Is there something you wanted," Beca broke in as an attempt to stop the growing tension. The two women were currently shooting daggers at each other, "We're trying to finish dinner."
With a flirtatious grin and a wink directed towards Ashland, Chloe caressed the top of Beca's hand, "Yeah then we were heading home to have really hot sex…"
Flipping her hair Ashland knew two could play the seductive game. Slowly lowering her jacket zipper she revealed a low cut top, "I just wanted to see how you were and let you know I live in the city."
"That's nice," Beca replied with sarcasm.
"I'm staring as Glinda the Good in Wicked."
"How fitting," Chloe spat out bitterly, "Snobbish and superficial, your core qualities."
The redhead was getting agitated and normally Beca found this cute but with Ashland that girl could make things quickly escalate. Placing a hand on Chloe's thigh she forced out a smile, "I'm great, I've got a job I love and I'm happily married."
Ashland annoyingly scoffed, "Have you really thought this through? Is Casey here really a good match?"
"Her name is Chloe," The sentence came out through gritted teeth. The name change was clearly intentional and Beca was beyond irritated.
Ashland's eyes lingered on the redheads wedding ring, "Marriage is a big commitment, are you sure you want to toss away everything we have with someone you've only known a short time?"
"First off we didn't have anything," Beca was furious with Ashland's I don't care attitude. "I was strait forward and honest about why I broke things off, but you refused to listen."
"But," Ashland cut in, but her mouth quickly closed when Beca's hand shot up.
For once Ashland was letting Beca have the first say, but that slight pout and pleading eyes were only a gimmick, the whole show was unnerving.
"I'm only going to say this once, so listen carefully…Look at this," Pointing to her wedding band Beca waited until her ex's eyes snapped back to hers. "I fell in love with Chloe in college and since then it's only gotten stronger. When I asked her to marry me, I was completely sure. Then the second I uttered I do, I hadn't been so sure of anything in my entire life. So, in answer to your question, yes I've thought it through and no I'm not going to change my mind… She is it for me, I don't want anyone else."
Even though Chloe was pissed off she sat back with pride etched on her face. It was hot the way Beca so elegantly and forcefully told that bitch off, the authoritativeness was sexy as fuck.
"So this is the one that stole you away from me?" Ashland remembers seeing Beca around campus with a pretty redhead. Now that said girl was in front of her, she was ready to give Chloe a piece of her mind.
"Seriously that's all that registered?" Beca was dumbfounded, this girl was more clueless than she first thought.
"Whoa…I didn't steal Beca from you," Chloe instantly shot out, anger creeping into her voice. "She was never yours to begin with. "
Beca's eyes flipped between her wife and Ashland, she'd known Chloe a long time and only heard that tone twice. The first was in college, when a classmate abandoned a group project two days before it was due. She just happened to be standing there when the guy walked by and the redhead ripped into him like a finely sharpened machete. The second time, they were in line buying movie tickets. Some religious whack job made a comment about their lifestyle choices and how they were destined for hell. Chloe flipped around and spouted off so fast that Beca could only stand there in awe and fear.
"Ok," Beca pinched the bridge of her nose, this confrontation needed to end. "Ashland you've overstayed your welcome, please leave."
"I probably should, Chloe isn't too fond of me."
Bringing the glass to her mouth Chloe suspiciously eyed the auburn haired girl, "Understatement of the year…"
Gathering her purse Ashland smirked, "I can tell she's jealous of me."
Chloe choked on a mouthful of beer, laughing hysterically at the comment, "Wait, wait, wait. Let me get this straight, I'm jealous of you? Do you own a fucking mirror? That…" She arbitrarily waved a finger in circles at Ashland, "Doesn't come close to this." Finally she swept a hand down her own body.
"Ashland, you don't hold a candle to her," Smirking Beca turned and let her eyes linger on the redhead's body. "Chloe's a hundred times hotter than you and it's effortless. And you want to know something else?"
"What?"
Leaning forward Beca tilted her head giving Ashland a tight smile, deciding to twist the imaginary knife, "It's not just Chloe's body that's attractive to me. She's smart, funny, caring and talented, she's the whole package, something you're not. Why would I step down when I already have the best?"
"Sleep on that bitch," Chloe proudly added kissing Beca's cheek. God Beca was so hot right now with that stern face and clenched jaw.
Forcefully throwing her purse on the table Ashland scowled, "Face it Chloe I was Beca's first love."
"You sure about that?" Chloe cautiously questioned.
Reaching underneath the table Beca gripped Chloe's leg tightly. She knew the attempt to calm her wife was futile, but it was worth a shot.
"Positive…"
"Ok," Bringing a finger to her lips the redhead knew the other girl was lying. Now to prove it, "When did she tell you? Everyone's got a story about the first time they heard those three little words."
Ashland's mouth hung open, she wasn't expecting that, "It's private, I don't have to tell you."
Shrugging Chloe sighed in defeat, but it was all an act, "That's funny I don't have a problem telling mine. We were in my kitchen, she tapped me on the shoulder, kissed me and said I love you…"
"That's the short and sweet version," Beca tossed in causing Chloe to giggle.
"She didn't have to say it for me to know," Ashland's voice broke as a triumphant smile crossed the redheads face. Clearing her throat she put on an arrogant smile, "Face it you're just a passing frenzy."
Oh no, Chloe had her angry face on and Beca knew what that that meant, there was no stopping what was about to happen. All she could do was sit back and watch Chloe dish out a verbal beat down.
"Oh I get now," Grinning Chloe looked Ashland up and down, reading her like a book. She'd known a few people exactly like this, it was fun taking them down. "You're the type that gets angry and jealous when someone has what you'll never get. The fact that Beca loves me has to be killing you."
"You don't want to play games Chloe, you will not win," Ashland said defiantly.
"You sure about that?" Arching an eyebrow Chloe's tone was arrogant and purposeful. Echoing that question was her way of showing dominance and reiterating who won the last time.
Standing Ashland nodded waiting for Chloe to continue.
"There's not much to say to prove I've won. Beca's married to me, Beca kisses me and Beca does sweet little romantic gestures for me…" Pausing Chloe waited for some type of comeback, getting nothing she continued, "In fact up until three hours ago, I never knew your name, you were just some girl. That's how inconsequential you are."
Calmly sitting Ashland grinned, "Fine but let this sink in, I'm the one who slept with Beca first."
"And I slept with her last night…" Chloe cut in gaining another laugh out of Beca.
"Well I'm confident she'll scream my name in bed when we she comes crawling back to me."
"That's funny," Letting out a fake laugh Chloe saw Beca smiling brightly, the brunette already knew her train of thought. "Apparently you were nothing to write home about…The first time we had sex she said it'd never been like that before."
Uncrossing her arms Ashland looked at her nails, uninterested with the conversation, "It was probably boring."
"Quite the opposite," Shifting closer Chloe saw the loving look on Beca's face. Getting a wink she knew it was safe to reveal their private moment, "She said that's the first time it actually meant something."
The couple watched as Ashland's hands dropped and she rolled her eyes in annoyance. They could tell she wasn't prepared for that, even though she was speechless she still tried to play it off.
"There's a reason I never answer your texts Ashland," Beca took Chloe's hand, looking down she lightly ran a finger over Chloe's wedding ring, "Because we're done, over, finished, kaput. You're delusional, jealous, hypocritical and a tiny bit stalkerish."
"Baby that's one crockpot full of crazy," Chloe tossed in like it was no big deal.
The brunette smiled brightly and laughed, "Totally agree, nice description."
"I'm still here," Pointing to herself Ashland stood and grimaced at Chloe, "You're offensive and rude."
"You're offended by that?" Chloe questioned skeptically, "Imagine the things I hold back."
Rolling her eyes a final time Ashland picked up her stuff and turned, "I'm done, Beca give me the address to your apartment."
"Not happening, besides I live in a house with my beautiful and loving wife. See this?" Taking her wedding band off Beca held the solid platinum band out for everyone to see. "This means I'm married."
"The person you're married to can always be changed."
"Oh cry me a river Ashland," Chloe spat out looping her arm through the brunettes. "You're grasping for straws…"
Putting her ring back on Beca knew talking was no use, "No it means I've committed myself to one person for the rest of my life. That's the vow I made and it's never changing."
"In the words of Taylor Swift, you and Beca are never, ever, ever, getting back together." Singing the final line Chloe gave a tiny wave as Ashland stalked off. The whole situation was amusing and she could feel Beca's body shaking with laughter.
Flipping her hair off her shoulder Ashland called out, "I'll be in touch Beca."
"Don't bother," Giving a little wave Beca pulled Chloe in for a kiss. "I told you to lose my number years ago…"
As Ashland sauntered away Chloe couldn't help but call out again. As soon as the girl turned Chloe smiled brightly, "I would say it was nice to meet you but I don't want to be a liar…"
The only reaction out of Ashland was an aggravated yell and the middle finger.
"Come on bring it," Chloe stated standing up and motioning the auburn haired girl back over, "You can do better than that."
Beca snorted at the scared look on Ashland's face, she'd admit Chloe's aggressiveness was hot. A feisty Chloe was no joke and she honestly felt bad for anyone that crossed the redheads path, everyone except for Ashland, nope she deserved everything she got.
"Hey bitch!" Chloe called out attracting the attention of a few people around them, but Ashland never turned.
Beca could hardly breathe she was laughing so hard, that display of supremacy was awesome. Grabbing Chloe's shirt she forced the redhead to sit, "That was amazing Chlo!"
"What a piece of work," Shaking her head Chloe picked up her beer and downed what remained. It had taken all her strength not to reach over and smack the shit out of that crazy bitch. "For some reason I don't think she got the hint."
"She never does…"
"Do you think we've seen the last of her," The question was laced with anger as Chloe dropped the glass on the table, rattling the silverware.
"I'd like to say yes but…" Lobbing her head from side to side the brunette thought for a few seconds then sighed. "Probably not. Give it a couple of weeks, when she thinks I've dumped you, she'll text. I don't know what it'll take to get the point across. I thought she understood that I'm devoted and in love with you."
Grabbing Beca's face Chloe forced their lips together in a heated kiss. It was ruff and sloppy but she didn't care, she needed it after hearing all the sweet things Beca said about her and their relationship. Add in the Beca confidence factor and she was more than turned on.
"Wow," Detaching their lips Beca took a few staggering breaths. Locking eyes with the redhead she could see them filled with desire, "Jesus you were so hot telling her off, I was speechless."
"Same…" Sliding a hand up the brunette's thigh Chloe dipped her fingers lower, causing the younger girl to groan. "I love how you only see me, even when fake big boob crazy bitches are practically throwing themselves at you."
"Well I love when overprotective and jealous Chloe comes out."
The redhead narrowed her eyes, "I had to make a point, show her I wasn't backing down, but I was far from jealous."
"Are we going to have really hot possessive sex tonight?"
"Yes…"
Beca shivered as Chloe's hand slipped under her shirt and caressed her back, "Good…"
Chloe could see her wife toying with her, purposely not making a move. Standing she dragged Beca up by the shirt, she couldn't wait anymore. Kissing along the brunette's jaw she eventually whispered out, "I swear to god Mitchell if you don't take me home, I will drag you to the bathroom and you will fuck me up against the door. Am I clear?"
"Crystal."
Feeling Beca lace their fingers together Chloe internally grinned. Locking eyes with the younger girl she winked, "What are you waiting for?"
Before the cab even pulled up to their house Beca tossed money at the driver, mumbling for him to keep the change. The entire way home Chloe left lingering kisses and not so subtle touches that only revved her up. In the mere fifteen minutes it took to get home she almost lost it, twice.
Shoving the key in the door Beca fought to unlock it, Chloe's distracting and wandering hands were skewing her concentration. Taking a steadying breath she finally got the door open and pushed the redhead inside.
Slamming the door and knocking over a rack full of coats, Beca stopped Chloe from going upstairs. Pushing them against the nearest wall she kissed the older girl. Pulling back she smirked, "You were fucking teasing me the whole way home and now you head for the stairs?"
"I was trying to make it to the bedroom but…" Letting out a breath Chloe reveled in the open mouth kisses descending her neck. "It seems you have other ideas."
Beca pulled the shirt from Chloe's jeans gaining more access to skin, "Twenty minutes ago you wanted me to fuck you against the bathroom door. This isn't quite the bathroom or a door but do you still want this?"
"Do I look stupid…" Chloe's next words were cut off by another kiss.
There was no grace to it, it started out heated and the intensity only grew. They were battling for dominance, their tongues dancing together in a game that neither wanted to lose.
What little space left between them disappeared when Beca effortlessly slipped her leg between the redhead's thighs. Adding a subtle, slow grind she could feel the energy shift in her favor, she'd gained the upper hand and planed to keep it that way. Chloe wasn't going to control this situation.
Humming in approval Chloe threaded her hands through the brunette's hair, changing the angle and deepening the kiss. Slowly trailing her hands down to rest on Beca's shoulders she pulled back noticing the swollen lips and ragged breathing, "I love the way you kiss me."
"Tell me what you want…" Sliding slid her hands under Chloe's shirt Beca raked her nails down the smooth flat stomach. Lingering on the belt buckle she felt Chloe slump against her. "And maybe I'll give it to you…"
This was a unique turn of events, the whole way home Chloe planned on seducing Beca, she planned on showing the younger girl who she belonged to and who loved her the most. However, it seemed Beca wanted to show her dedication and Chloe was completely ok with that right now.
"I want you to fuck me, make love to me, at this point I don't care. Just," Chloe's mind went blank as Beca undid her belt at a painstakingly slow pace. Throwing her head back she felt it yanked away in one swift motion. "God Beca, just fucking touch me."
Leaning in Beca lightly sucked on the redhead pulse point before sliding down to the ground, her hands trailing slowly behind making as much contact as possible. Looking up she could tell Chloe was fighting to control herself, it was written all over her face in the way she bit her lip. Beca planned on taking this slow, build the need before finally giving Chloe what she wanted.
Chloe's eyes flipped from the ceiling down to her shirt as strong fingers pushed it up and warm kisses were placed along her stomach. Beca's tongue darted out, circling her navel, then inched its way to the sensitive skin on her hip.
The sheer anticipation was killing Chloe. All movement had instantly stopped and the only thing that remained was short, warm exhales of breath on her stomach, Beca was teasing with her.
The needing wine caused the brunette to chuckle, "It's so hot how bad you want it…"
"You…d-drive me in-insane," Chloe sunk further into the wall as Beca's tongue traveled to her other hip, but this time slower.
Smirking Beca heard ragged breathing coming from the redhead. She loved how fast she could turn Chloe into a blubbering mess with just a few kisses and touches. Trailing her fingers up jean clad thighs she stopped short of the button.
"Quit playing games Mitchell," Grabbing the brunette's hands she placed them on the button.
The tone was pleading and Beca loved every second of it, "I love the way…" Flicking her wrist she popped the button and lowered the zipper. Kissing the underwear clad skin she continued, "You beg for it." Standing she skated her hands up Chloe's sides, bringing the redheads shit with them. Raising Chloe's arms she took the garment off and haphazardly tossed it behind her.
Jesus Beca Mitchell was putting her all into this, stringing things out as long and slow as possible. Diligent fingers and mouth hard at work brought Chloe back to reality, the sucking and kneading over her bra already had her skin tingling. Snaking a hand to Beca's chin she lifted the younger girls face to hers and reconnected their lips.
Beca hummed in approval as Chloe sucked her bottom lip as hands ghosted down her neck and chest. Stopping the wandering hands she lifted them to her shoulders, "No touching me…yet. This is all about you right now."
"Please," A finger to Chloe's lips cut her off.
"Shhh…I want to show you that you're the only one that matters to me. That I am one hundred percent," Leaning in she tenderly kissed the older girl, "yours, all day, everyday. This is my version of possessive sex, do you understand?"
Chloe couldn't speak, she could hear see the gentleness even though it was masked by a forceful, dominating demeanor. The dead give away was the shining, loving look in the brunettes eyes and it almost her cry, Beca Mitchell wasn't such badass right now.
"You can just nod if you're to turned on to speak," The statement was strong and persuasive and Beca smirked waiting for an answer.
Chloe nodded her head so fast that she almost got whiplash, so much for not believing the badass routine. Beca wasn't normally like this, she wanted total control over the situation. It was a major turn on, even if it was provoked by some silicone infused floosy.
"Good, here's what's going to happen," Slipping her hand past Chloe's final barrier she lightly ran her fingers along the redheads slick warm center. Feeling fingernails dig into her shoulders she depressed her thumb on Chloe's clit, "I'm going to fuck you hard and fast, against this wall just because I want to."
"Mmm," Chloe moaned out squeezing her eyes shut. Bucking her hips she attempted to add more friction and move the inevitable along.
Beca could tell the slow movements and light pressure was a slow delicious torture for Chloe, "Then after that I'll make love to you, the way you deserve. It'll be slow and drawn out and so, so hot."
"I-I like that plan," Sucking in a sharp breath Chloe bit down hard on her lip as a single finger slipped inside her. The digit then curved and slowly massaged her in just the right spot before pulling out and repeating. It was downright embarrassing how fast the brunette could work her over.
"I want to convey, through actions, how much I love you." Sucking on Chloe's neck Beca alternated between rubbing tight circles and inserting fingers. Chloe's increased breathing was a sure sign an orgasm was building.
Before long the angle and jeans became a hindrance, Beca found it was difficult to maneuver and accomplish everything she wanted. Extracting Beca her hand she received a huff of annoyance, it cute.
Kissing below Chloe's ear gained Beca a meek whimper and a fist pounding on the wall. Sucking on an earlobe then letting go she whispered, "Look at me," Chloe's eyes snapped open to meet hers, "I swear I didn't do that to tease you. I just need more room to work."
"Jesus," Chloe groaned as she watched the brunette bring her fingers up to lick them. The roguish wink she received while it was happening was almost her undoing, fucking hot was what Beca Mitchell was right now.
Evilly laughing Beca leaned back slightly, "Did you want me to slow down?"
"No…" Chloe tried to control herself, she really did, but her mind definitely had other plans. Digging her nails into Beca's shoulders once again she forcefully pushed the brunette down, "Baby I need your mouth on me right now. You're killing me, please let me touch you."
"Nope," Was the simple, quick reply as Beca looked up into pleading eyes. Reaching up she hooked her fingers around underwear and her thumbs through belt loops. In one swift motion she brought both articles of clothing to the redheads ankles.
A tapping on her left leg signaled Chloe lift it up. She watched as Beca helped her out of her shoes and jeans, then repeated for her other leg. Feather light kisses to her inner thigh caused her eyes to flutter shut as her leg was draped over Beca's shoulder.
There was no doubt in Chloe's mind that Beca was utterly and completely hers. Not only was her name permanently tattooed on the brunettes left arm but it was also inscribed on the inside Beca's wedding band. Right now she could feel the cold object pressed against her lower abdomen and if she'd look down her signature would be visible. If that wasn't the essential definition of devotion then she didn't know what was.
"Screw this fucking up against the wall business," Chloe gasped as Beca took one long lick through her folds. For a split second she quit breathing and her heart stopped just like it always did when Beca went down on her. Coming to her senses Chloe held the brunettes head in place, "Baby take me upstairs and let's…"
Beca heard Chloe's voice trail off and a drawn out moan replace it as she gently sucked her clit. Flicking it back and forth gained her a light whimper and fingernails lacing through her hair, digging into her scalp.
"Oh god," Chloe cried out out, hips bucking trying to increase the friction.
Things were changing as a confident tongue delved deep inside her and Chloe almost lost it. The side-to-side action and skilled fingers caused her brain to short circuit as tiny jolts of pleasure flowed through her system. To say the younger girl was skilled at everything she was doing was a complete understatement, she was the absolute fucking master.
Feeling herself slightly slip Chloe tried bracing her free hand on the wall, but sweaty palms made it useless as she mindlessly gripped the wall. There was nothing to hold onto and attaching her hand to the brunette's head was pointless. It would only increase the already mind numbing pleasure.
"Oh fuck," Balling her hand into a fist Chloe brought it to her mouth. Biting down on a knuckle she banged her head on the wall, rotating her hips in unison with Beca's ministrations.
Opening her eyes and looking down Chloe saw Beca buried between her legs and that display alone almost had her begging for release. Her breathing was harsh and uneven and her heart was beating a thousand times a minute. If she didn't cum soon, she was absolutely positive she was going to die. Beca was an amazing lover and holy shit every time was a completely different and amazing experience.
Chloe was squirming and Beca knew she'd almost reduced the redhead to a pile of goo. Her wife was close but she didn't want to push her over the edge yet, so she easily slowed down and backed off her movements. The annoyed and aggravated groan and hips grinding harder against her mouth were dead giveaways that the older girl was beyond frustrated.
Giving one final long lick Beca pulled back, quickly standing she gently kicked Chloe's leg apart and repositioned herself directly in front. Taking the hand balled into a fist she pried the fingers open and loosely positioned the arm around her neck, securing the hand to her shoulder. While the other she guided to her lower back where she instantly felt Chloe cling to her shirt.
Chloe could barely think straight but that caring act made her fall so much more in love. Beca was protecting her, like always, positioning her just right so she could be caught if and when she fell. It was endearing and sweet knowing the younger girl always put her concern above everything else. It was almost a metaphor for their life, because she always had this overwhelming feeling that Beca would do everything in her power to prevent her from falling. She was so thankful and grateful to know that her wife would be there to catch her and shoulder the burden if needed.
They were no longer fucking against a wall at this point, that simple, loving act changed the entire tone of what was happening. Surging forward Chloe brushed their lips together, "I love you."
"I love you too," Tucking a stand of hair behind Chloe's ear, Beca returned the loving smile, "I truly mean it when I say you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I'd be lost without you…"
Not giving Chloe a chance to respond, Beca ghosted her fingertips down the redhead's body and quickly entered her. Eyes lingering on Chloe's she slowly started pumping, with a thumb circling her clit.
"Baby please I'm so close," Breaking her eyes away Chloe concealed her head in Beca's neck. Rotating her hips in time with the brunette's hand she urged Beca to move faster, driving herself closer to release.
Deciding not to drag it out Beca responded by picking up the pace. She could feel Chloe's inner walls tightening and the needing groans were becoming louder and more urgent.
Wrapping her free arm around Chloe's arching back Beca held tight. The redhead was shaking, "I'm ready whenever you are."
Chloe barely heard the words as skilled fingers curved ever so slightly inside her, hitting just the right spot and after a few seconds later she came undone. Tightening her grip, she let out and uncontrolled cry of satisfaction, her body finally getting what it had been craving.
Beca slowed her movements, helping the redhead ride out her orgasm. When the hold around her neck loosened slightly she removed her fingers but continued light ministrations, "Don't let go just yet…"
Before she could protest Chloe felt Beca's fingers roughly pick up the pace. There was no finesse, it was frantic and so incredibly hot. When they made love Beca wasn't much of a talker, she was expressive by other means, but in instances like this nothing was held back. The words of encouragement and declarations of love weren't for entertainment, they were purposeful and full of meaning. This was the uninhibited and unrestrained side of Beca that she loved so much.
It never took much and tonight was no exception, two minutes later the brunette had Chloe screaming as another short, but intense orgasm rocked her body. She didn't even give Beca the opportunity to slowly bring her down, she merely held tighter, trying to catch her breath.
To Beca, Chloe was always beautiful but in moments like these, totally vulnerable and unguarded, she was stunning. She was honored to see this side because it wasn't very often it came out.
Bending slightly Beca helped the redhead wrap her legs around her waist, then flipped their positions. Tightening her embrace she slowly eased herself down the wall until she was seated with a lightly trembling Chloe in her lap.
Running a comforting hand up and down Chloe's spine Beca felt the grip on her back and shoulders tighten. Kissing a bare shoulder she echoed the exact words she said the first time they ever had sex, "It's ok, I've got you. Hang onto me as long as you need, I'm not going anywhere." She felt her wife lightly nod, then place a gentle kiss to her neck.
That one line always deeply resonated in Chloe's heart, it'd been said every time they were intimate. There was something deeply powerful and soothing in those words and the way Beca held her. In a way that action was more intimate then sex and Beca was always true to her word, she never pulled or pushed her away until Chloe was comfortable and ready.
Pulling back Chloe placed her hands on Beca's cheeks, bringing the brunette in for a long, slow kiss.
"Are you ok? You held on longer than normal," Beca tentatively asked after they broke apart, fearing something was wrong.
"I good, perfect in fact," Brushing her thumbs along Beca's cheeks, Chloe lovingly smiled. She'd realized a lot of things tonight and needed to the extra time to process it all. "Besides having no feeling in my legs, things couldn't be better."
Wrapping an arm tightly around the redhead, Beca reached for one of the jackets strewn across the floor. Draping it over Chloe's shoulders she lightly laughed, "If you can't feel your legs then it appears my hot possessive sex was a success."
"Absolutely," Chloe stated with confidence while slipping her arms through the sleeves. "You're usually not that dominating, so that was new."
Beca shyly smiled, "I'm sorry. I know I flipped the tables on your game, but damn I had to show you how much I belong to you."
"Hey, we all get that way sometimes, I'm not complaining" Smiling brightly Chloe winked, "I'll admit, your signature move is a totally different experience standing up. I'll need a repeat at some point."
"I can arrange that."
"There's only one problem…" Chloe's tone was playful as her fingers played with the collar of her wife's shirt.
Raising a questioning eyebrow Beca smirked, "What?"
"You're wearing to many clothes," Running a finger over every button Chloe chuckled as the brunette's eyes attempted to follow. "And I'm still waiting on the second half of your promise. We so need to get started on that ASAP, it's my turn to touch you."
Beca moved to get up, but Chloe playfully held her legs tighter, "I don't know about you, but making love is way better in a bed. Can you walk?"
"Oh I know I can walk," A devilish grin appeared and Chloe laughed at the semi horrified look on Beca's face. "I'm just wondering how far you can walk while carrying me, I bet only to the second floor…"
"Challenge accepted," Shoving Chloe off her lap Beca stood. Opening her arms she grabbed the redheads knees after Chloe jumped into her arms. Adjusting them to a manageable position Beca raised an eyebrow, "What do I get if I win?"
"A back massage after were done sexing it up."
Taking the first flight of steps no problem Beca let out a triumphant cheer, "Game on mother fucker."
"For such a small person, you sure are strong," Chloe giggled out.
"I'm not in the mood for short jokes right now," Stopping Beca motioned to her face, almost sending them off balance. "I've got my game face on."
"It's impressive that's all I'm saying. Oh maybe you should join the circus. You'd be the cutest little munchkin doing incredible feats of strength."
Stopping Beca narrowed her eyes, "You're so lucky your nakedness is distracting me from the shit coming out of your mouth."
"You do realize this is a three story house?" Chloe deadpanned.
Smacking the redhead's ass Beca threw her head back laughing. Chloe just made the most over exaggerated ouch known to man, "Quit hating wife. This is serious business, a lot is at stake, including my pride."
"You should do more cardio." Chloe let out a snort of laughter at the brunettes unamused face as they took a break on the second floor landing.
"Shut up…" Beca's retort was made in between huffs and puffs. Maybe she should've taken this challenge a little slower.
"I'm just saying…"
Chloe sat on the back of Beca's legs while the younger girl adjusted to a comfortable position laying face down on the mattress. Bunching the sheet around her waist Chloe lightly applied pressure to the brunettes lower spine, slowly working her way up. Reaching Beca's shoulders she lightly trailed her fingertips down and started again.
"God you're so good at that," Beca sighed into the pillow her head was resting on. Chloe's palms and thumbs were making small circles on her lower back, working out all the tension before moving higher. The action was soothing and when the redhead started humming her eyes fluttered shut.
"You know," Sweeping her hands up Beca's back Chloe concentrated on a shoulder. It was amazing how Beca could be totally relaxed yet still carry so much tension. "In college I did this just so I could touch you."
"I know… Even though I pretended to fight it, I always wanted it," Beca loved how the redheads skin moved against hers, it was warm and comforting but above all safe. "I had a real problem with people invading my space until you came along."
Moving her hands to the opposite shoulder Chloe smiled, "I come from a family of touchy feely huggers. It's how I grew up…"
"And I didn't, I mean my mom hugged me and stuff, but never like you do. I never got them for just walking in a room or doing something funny and cute." This type of closeness was different from a sexual way and Beca loved it. She craved that feeling and if it weren't for Chloe she never would've experienced a connection like this. "It's part of your nature and I eventually grew to accept and I love it."
"I take it Ashland never did things like that for you?" Stilling her tiring hands Chloe instead focused on tracing the tattoos on the brunettes back.
Adjusting her head Beca thought about that relationship, it was pretty disastrous from the beginning. She honestly thought the girl would be like Chloe, what she found was someone completely opposite, "She was extremely selfish and self-centered. I don't know why I let it go on so long. "
"Could you have been lonely?"
"Yeah, it was boring without you around. She'd just get so upset when I'd lock myself in my dorm and work on mixes all day. It was exactly like you said, she'd get really angry when she wanted something she couldn't have, my time and attention."
"No way," Letting out a giggle Chloe kissed a shoulder.
"After dating for a month I realized the only thing we had in common was sex." Pausing Beca realized even that didn't make sense, Ashland always took the lazy route, letting others do the work. "Even that was surprising because she never put any emotion into it. It was like she was just going through the motions, if she didn't tell me she enjoyed it, I never would've known."
"Interesting," Chloe was surprised Beca was talking so freely, but she made no attempt to stop it, she wanted ammo incase she ever met that bitch again. "There was no connection there, no wonder you were bored."
Ponding that the brunette let out a sigh, Chloe was right, "Yeah…"
Kissing the tattoo on the middle of Beca's back Chloe slid off, pulling the sheets with her, "So I guess that means I'm better in bed them her."
"Absolutely…" Grinning at the playful tone Beca kissed her wife. Rolling to her back she closed her eyes, "With you it means something, I just can't explain what it is…"
Even though the last sentence trailed off Chloe could see the brunettes mind battling with itself, trying to come up with an eloquent explanation. She knew everything about the younger girl and how she had a hard time expressing her feelings sometimes. It'd been the source of a few minor disagreements over the years, but they'd worked through it and grown together.
"I get it," Was all Chloe said and she could tell by the smile she got, it was as simple as that.
"Tell me, do I give off some type off vibe I don't know about?" The comfortable silence was broken by Beca's hesitant question. She didn't understand the power her personality had on people, "Is it because I look sarcastic, angry and alternative?"
"To me, you're far from those things, but I know you on a deeper level," Picking up a hand Chloe traced a pattern on Beca's palm, thinking over the best way to answer. "You don't realize how attractive you are."
"But I'm just me…"
Giggling the redhead shook her head, "You're totally oblivious to the power you have over people. It's quite comical the way men and women fall all over themselves sometimes when they interact with you."
Beca raised a questioning eyebrow, "I am not oblivious."
"Beca the cashier at the grocery store last week hit on you and you had no idea. You played right along, leaning on the debit card machine, cracking jokes and winking. She called you a charmer, which I totally agree. You had her blushing and stuttering the whole time."
"I was just being nice…" Beca stated in a matter of fact tone.
Throwing back her head Chloe laughed again, the brunette was still so unaware, "Baby you ooze sex appeal and add in the confidence I love and it's a winning combination."
"I'm not trying to be something I'm not," Beca huffed out still confused.
Sighing Chloe linked their fingers, she didn't know why this was such a hard concept for the brunette to grasp, "I'll admit, the whole mysterious and I don't care attitude thing you had going on when we first met drew me in instantly."
"That was an act because my dad was forcing me to do something I didn't want to," Beca defended but quickly stopped.
Chloe laughed at Beca's face, it was slightly annoyed but cute, "I soon learned you were nothing like that. All I'm saying is you being your goofy, brooding, guarded and challenging self is attractive. You have a charisma that's different and that's the type of vide you give off."
"So that's why I attract crazies, because I'm a challenge?"
"In a way yes… People, like Ashland, only see the protected aspect of your personality. And when you don't let them in, then it becomes a game."
Feeling a gentle thumb brush along the back of her hand gave Beca the confidence to ask her next question, "Was I a game to you in the beginning?"
Lightly laughing Chloe shook her head, "No, you were an anomaly. You were completely different from everything I'd ever known. I honestly didn't know what to do with how you made me feel. We were my complete opposite in some ways, yet similar in so many others. That's what attracted me to you."
Nodding her head Beca knew Chloe had a point. "I think that's why we work so well together, we balance each other out."
"How so?"
"For instance, you're hyper active and I'm more low key. You hype me up and I calm you down, we mesh somewhere in the middle for a perfect balance."
That was spot on and something Chloe never thought about before.
"On the flip side we're a lot alike. There's times when we both need space or alone time. I don't mind that you spend an entire Saturday reading a book. Just like you don't care I spend five hours working on my music."
Hell there'd been numerous instances where she and Chloe spent all day in the living room, not saying one word to each other. Beca knew it wasn't because they were mad, they needed the closeness without having to talk. Their list of similarities far outnumbered their differences, but it was those differences that kept things interesting.
"I love you…" Snuggling her back into Beca's side Chloe closed her eyes.
"I love you too."
Shifting Beca wrapped her arm around Chloe's waist, tangling their legs together. Closing her eyes she let the redheads even breathing lull her to sleep, she wasn't going to fight the closeness tonight.
Despite the large size of their bed sometimes, unknowingly, they gravitated to each other at night. Even though they each had their own side, the middle was always the common ground. Most of the time it was a hand or foot invading the space, but other times it was more. Also it was known fact that Chloe was a serial cuddler and there were to many instances for Beca to count where the redhead ended up invading her space at night.
They were barely asleep when three texts broke the silence in the room.
Lifting her head Chloe nudged the brunette, "Baby someone's texting you."
"Leave it, I'll answer it later…" Beca grumbled out, pulling the sheets tighter around them.
"What if it's important?"
"Chlo it's," Lifting her head Beca glanced at the bedside clock, "1:52AM, if it's that important, they'll call or," Groaning she sat up when another text came through. "I swear to god if it's another one of Fat Amy's random party pics I'll scream."
Giggling Chloe hunkered down trying to maintain the warmth as Beca rubbed her eyes.
Leaning over Beca grabbed her phone. Grimacing at the name that appeared she collapsed across Chloe's midsection. Holding the phone out she waved it around until Chloe took it, "It's not Fat Amy, oh how I wish it was Fat Amy…"
Laughing at the Psycho Ex-Girlfriend name Chloe quickly stopped as she read the texts out loud.
Psycho Ex-Girlfriend [1:47AM]: I need to apologize for how I acted. I've grown up a lot since college and I really did have good intentions when I first saw you tonight. Seeing you that happy made me extremely jealous knowing I could never make you smile like that. Your wife's still a bitch, just stating facts, but I provoked it from the beginning, so I'm also sorry for that.
"She's still trying to twist the knife," Chloe said annoyingly.
Psycho Ex-Girlfriend [1:48AM]: I would like the chance to be friends again, especially since we're living in the same city. I don't want things to be awkward and I really don't want to hate your wife.
"This sounds almost to good to be true," Beca knew Ashland still was harboring resentment towards the break up, but maybe things really had changed.
Psycho Ex-Girlfriend [1:49AM]: Finally, I want you to know I'll always be around and willing to start things back up, when drop the arrogant redhead. Until then I can manage to be civil as long as she doesn't start it.
"And there it is," Laughing Beca knew the underlying crazy was still there.
"Beca the last message is her address and a very suggestive selfie," Chloe was disgusted, this girl really couldn't take a hint.
"I told you she's like a bad habit that you just can't shake." Sitting up Beca rested against the headboard. The ending to their night was perfect and now this bitch just ruined it.
Dropping the phone Chloe racked her brain for potential ways to respond. Coming up with an idea she grinned, it was pushing it, but hopefully she could get the brunette on board.
"I've got an idea, can I text her back?" Looking up Chloe saw her wife shrug.
"Please, as long as you can make her leave us alone I'll do whatever crazy ass scheme you come up with."
"Promise?"
Nodding Beca let out a huff of air as she laid down, "I promise."
Unlocking the screen Chloe pulled up the camera, "Lay you head between my boobs and look asleep, your sex hair should say enough."
"Dude no…"
"Just trust me," Holding out the phone Chloe gave a pointed stare and the middle finger before taking the shot. "Now we send this, along with a text, and wait for the response."
Beca [1:59AM]: Beca's kind of exhausted right now (I've sent picture proof). We went at it all night and never once did she scream your name. Does that make you jealous?
The reply came a minute later and both girls held their breath.
Psycho Ex-Girlfriend [2:00AM]: Of you no, you're no competition. Tell me, will you hold a grudge when Beca comes back to me?
Beca [2:01AM]: That won't happen, you're the step down remember? Besides I don't hold grudges, I hold memories that keep me better prepared for out next encounter.
"Very nice," Beca remarked with pride in her voice
Psycho Ex-Girlfriend [2:05AM]: You're walking into unknown and uncharted territory to a game you will not win. Don't start something you can't finish…
Beca [2:05AM]: You sure about that? I dare you to text again…
There was no texts from the ex after that, Chloe was dead sure she got her point across. That last question shut Ashland up twice earlier that night and maybe it was going to shut her up completely.
"God she's tiring please tell me you don't have any other psycho ex's like her?"
"No, I swear I don't," When Beca got a questioning eyebrow raise she laughed, "I learned my lesson with this one the hard way, I don't make the same mistakes twice."
"Good…" Tossing the phone aside Chloe kissed the brunette before laying back down.
"Besides the next girlfriend I had was you," Searching the redheads face she tried to hide her smile and chuckle. "And I know you don't have the underlying psycho thing going on."
"You sure about that?" Chloe said hauntingly with the most steadfast, unwavering glare she could muster. The façade only lasted a minute because the petrified look on Beca's face was priceless, making her laugh uncontrollably.
Picking up a pillow the brunette smacked Chloe across the face, "That shit was so real and scary, you totally had me going."
"Mission accomplished!" The redhead said in triumph before pulling the sheets around her tighter and closing her eyes.
"You're lucky I love you…"
"Awe baby you're lucky I love you too…"
A/N#2 Thanks for reading!
Again I am so, so, so sorry for the delay in this, I hoped this made up for the wait! As I stated above I totally reworked this chapter and added a lot more stuff making it double the length and I included the M section. Again I tried to keep it tasteful with respect to the situation and how it went down. I'm still a little unsure about posting M stuff, I not that great, but I'm getting more confident the more I write...
As this oneshot stands right now I could end it where I did or I left it open so Ashland could reappear at a later time and have Chloe put an end to things once and for all in a separate oneshot. I've still got my origional idea on how I was going to end things, because I switched things up last minute...Let me know what you guys think!
Anyways thank you so much for your reviews/favs/fallows. I'm so thankful that you guys love what I'm doing it really means a lot!
As for the next installment, I got something in the works, usually I write from Chloe's perspective (which I love) the majority of the time but I thought I'd switch things up and see what's really going on in Beca's head. But if you guys come up with something better I could save this topic for a later time!
As always if you got any ideas/prompts or just want to chat send them my way!
Until Next Time...