Chapter 11
Beca walked into the apartment, absolutely exhausted from her day. She had grown used to unemployment, and plus she was worried about her girls all day.
Chloe meets her at the door with a kiss and a hushed whisper.
"Hey Becs"
"Hey Chlo, how's everything? Is Rory okay? Are you okay?"
Chloe smiles, "We're fine, Rory's on the couch sleeping again. I managed to get some food in her for lunch, we sat down to watch some tv and she fell asleep around 3 p.m. I think she's just really overwrought."
Beca nods, putting her purse down and taking off her coat.
"You look stressed baby, what's up?" Chloe shares her concern as the brunette lets out a deep sigh.
"I'm just glad to be home with you." Beca smiles, a forced one at that.
The women were soon drawn to the new figure in the room.
"Beca!" Rory runs up and jumps into Beca's arms as a toddler would do once their parents returned.
"Hey squirt, I missed you." Beca says ruffling the girls beyond tangled hair.
"I missed you too." Rory says with tears in her eyes as she grips onto Beca's blouse like her life depends on it.
Beca rubs the girls back, "I'm here now Ro." Rory lets go of the embrace and wipe the single tear that had managed to escape her eye.
"Well I better go get dinner ready for my lovely ladies" Chloe announces and walks back to the kitchen, internally stressed – she always had dinner ready at 6:30 p.m. and it was 6:09 p.m. now.
"Beca? Do you think I have time to take a shower?" Rory asks.
"Sure, little one, should be fine. I'll tell Chloe" the brunette says as she goes to get changed herself.
Rory moves to the bathroom, bringing a fresh set of pyjamas with her. As she gets undressed, she catches a glimpse of her body in the mirror, the big ugly 'worthless' carving still staring at her, taunting her.
The teenager steps gingerly into the boiling water, letting it wash all her sadness and anxiety of the day away. She stands there for a long time, thinking. Eventually pulled out of her daze, she conditions her hair and leaves the warm cocoon of water.
"So how was your first day!" Chloe excitedly bounds over to her wife, mixing spoon in hand.
"It was good, all things considered. I missed you too though. But the people are nice, and they're all really talented so it's nice to be around them." Beca pauses. "What are we going to do tomorrow? Do you have to go back to work Chlo?"
"I've got tomorrow off too. I'll talk to Rory then about school and things." Chloe waltzes back over to her pot and begins stirring again.
"Don't you have clients though babe? Won't they need you?" Beca asks, concerned.
"The office understands the circumstance Bec, it's all good. I'll hopefully go back on Wednesday anyway." Beca nods "You're cute when you're concerned" Chloe says, Beca goes over and the red head kisses her on the nose.
"Uh… Beca, Chloe? Do you have a comb or hairbrush I could use?" Rory timidly peeks out from the hall.
"Sure squirt, come with me." Beca leads the younger girl to her room.
"Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes!" Chloe yells out to the pair. Beca and Rory hear a crash.
"Uh, Make that 30!" the two laugh. "Clumsy Chloe they call her" Beca winks at Rory.
The two arrive in the master bedroom where Beca fossicks around for a hairbrush. "Ah-Ha! Got one." She pulls out a purple brush, with small polka dots – clearly not owned by the brunette.
"Thanks" Rory says as she takes the brush and begins to drag it through her wet curls.
"Ugghh" Rory lets out a groan of frustration as she gets the brush knotted within her mane.
"Rory? I could do it if you'd like?" Beca offers. "If – If that's alright?" Rory isn't used to being fussed over.
"Of course, come on little one." She gestures the younger girl over to her and begins to remove the brush from the tangles and resume the task.
Rory wasn't as uncomfortable as she thought she'd be having the older woman give her personal attention. She just wasn't used to the softness and gentleness that Beca was expressing as she worked on the girl's hair.
"How – um, How was work?" Rory asked, trying to make small talk as she fidgeted with her thumbs.
"It was okay, thanks Rory." Beca says as she continues to work on small sections of curls.
"What do you do?" Rory immediately regretted the question, her father would have beat her to no end if she asked him or his friends that.
"I work in Music Producing, I used to DJ a lot in college as well." Rory's face lit up,
"You work in music?"
"Yeah, Do you like music?" Beca asks sensing the teenagers interest.
"I love music! When I was little my music teacher let me stay in at lunch time with her to play the instruments. I'm not very good, but a can play the piano a bit." Rory blushes, you mustn't speak of yourself Aurora. Her Fathers words would not leave her.
"That's awesome Rory! You'll have to show us sometime."
"Yeah, I, I guess." Rory said, shy and embarrassed. The two sat in silence as Beca finished brushes out the blonde hair.
"Rory? Would you like me to braid it for you? It might help your curls stay at bay a bit." Beca suggests knowing annoyed the teenager was with her ringlets.
"Okay." Rory replied. She had no idea how to braid so she was happy to have someone do it for her. Her friend Olivia's mum used to braid her hair when they were little. Rory's dad neglected the girl's appearance so when she could go over to her bestie's house, her mum would always help the girl with the sometimes-matted curls. Albeit adorable, they were extremely tedious and tiresome to work with. Having the Brunette's fingers lightly scrape her scalp and pull her hair into two French braids reminded her of those few and far between happy times she had as a child.
Beca tied off the ends of the hair, "There you go Ro." She said with a smile.
"Thank you Beca", she turns and hugs the brunette, until their moment was interrupted.
"Dinners Ready!"
Sorry for the filler ish chapter. Thank you for your suggestions! and to Born2Try for their wonderful suggestion of having Rory bond with Beca over music. I hope that will come together well :) Keep the reviews and requests coming! I love reading them
