Sitting on the sidelines of the soccer game was one of the hardest things Beca had to do and not just because she was aching to get on the pitch.
The score was 0-0 with only three minutes left in the game. The brunette was nervously bouncing her leg up and down which was purely out of habit for her.
"Beca, stop," Chloe pushed the girl's leg down. "Just relax."
"How can I relax when there's a chance we might lose?" Beca asked looking at her.
"It's not going to be the end of the world if you do," she offered a smile. "Just have faith in your team."
Beca looked into Chloe's eyes before giving her a nod and going back to watching the game where she had just witnessed Jessica get shoved.
"Oh come on!" Beca yelled standing up and both Chloe and Aubrey pulled her back down.
The blonde had rolled around on the grass, holding her wrist in pain as the game stopped.
"Shit," Beca cursed when Jessica was brought over to the side, holding her hand close to her chest.
"Are you okay?" Beca asked as she leaned over the railing and the blonde looked up to her.
"I think my wrist is broken," she said and was having it examined.
Beca ran a hand through her hair and sat back down, watching as the game went on with only 10 players left on the field.
They had chose Emily to take the penalty and all the way from the bleachers, Beca could tell the girl was almost as nervous as she was.
Emily was a great kicker but Beca had instinctively grabbed Chloe's hand.
"You're cute when you get all anxious over soccer," she noticed and Beca heard her but chose to keep her eye on the girl who sent the ball flying past the defenders and into the left corner of the net.
"Yes!" Beca screamed followed by everyone else and she smiled at her friend's who stood beside her before running down the bleachers and onto the field.
"You did it Em!" She screamed pulling the girl into a hug. "I love you!"
The rest of the team all ran to the forward and hoisted her up in the air.
The whole team began chanting her name and soon, the stands were as well.
"We need to celebrate," Stacie said when everyone calmed down. "Do you think Jesse and the others will be up for it?"
"Actually we're having dinner with our parents tonight," Emily said with a frown. "But we definitely need to do something."
"Okay, that's cool," Stacie replied and the team went to the locker rooms, leaving Beca to walk over to her friends and dad.
"Thanks for coming to the game with me," she said to Chloe.
"Anything for you," Chloe winked and Beca smiled before pulling her into a warm hug. "I actually have to go home and help my family."
"Is everything okay?" Beca asked furrowing her eyebrows.
Chloe smiled and gave Beca a kiss on her cheek. "I'll call you later."
The brunette nodded and squeezed her hand before watching the senior leave.
"We better head off too," Jesse said. Him Aubrey and Benji would all carpool to the games together and Chloe would usually be with them as well but she decided to drive herself tonight.
Her and Aubrey know nothing about soccer but they still go to show their support for the three friends on the team.
Beca nodded ant gave them all hugs before grabbing Aubrey's hand. "Hey, is everything alright with Chloe's family?"
"As far as I know it's still the same," The blonde said with furrowed eyebrows. "Why? Did she say something?"
Beca frowned. "No she was just acting a little weird."
"Okay, well can you keep me updated?" Aubrey asked and Beca nodded before watching all her friends leave, even Stacie who wasn't in the mood to talk like she normally is after games.
"You girl's ready to go home?" Katherine asked when Emily finally came out.
"Yeah, I'm tired," she let out a breath and they all filed into Dr. Mitchell's car and made their way home.
"Dinner will be ready in an hour, make sure you're down by then," Dr. Mitchell said when they walked through the doors and the two daughters went to their respective rooms.
While Emily took a shower, Beca immediately went to on a new song she had been working on. Writing a song was different for the soccer player because she had never written a song before; only mashups. The only thing she could say was the source of her interest- more like need, was the redhead with blue eyes.
One night she couldn't seem to stop putting her thoughts down on paper and the next thing she knew, she had written a verse and a chorus. Beca used her small keyboard midi controller to write the song and she had recorded it on her was the one who wrote songs; not her.
"Beca," Emily said walking into her room. "Dinner's ready. They've been yelling for five minutes."
"I'll be down in a minute," Beca said shooting the younger girl a quick glance before clicking something.
The forward furrowed her eyebrows and walked over to Beca's desk and looked at her computer.
"Hey, are you writing a song?" She asked and Beca smiled.
"Yeah, actually," she looked up. "I started putting thoughts on paper and decided to record it." Beca paused and looked between Emily and her computer. "Do you wanna hear it?"
"Your first song? Of course I do," Emily said excitedly and waited for Beca to press play.
It was pretty short but Beca still needed to write another verse and a bridge along with recording the rest of it.
"This is really good," Emily said nodding her head to the sound. "And you wrote that?"
"Guess you're not the only songwriter in the family," Beca smirked and sat her earphone down before standing up.
"You're not better than me though," Emily laughed as they made their way down the stairs. "Is it about Chloe?"
"What?" Beca quickly asked. "No."
"Oh come on, Bec," she said turning around. "I like me better when I'm with you? That's 100 percent about Chloe."
"Nope," She said. "I was referring to Stacie."
Emily raised an eyebrow as they walked into the kitchen where their parents already sat. "Exactly how does she make you like yourself more? You guys grew up together."
"It's self discovery," Beca said as if she should know. "You should try it sometime."
The two girls just laughed as they got a plate of food and sat down with their parents. This was the first meal they had in a long time together without any arguing or fussing. It was full of laughter and jokes along with Emily and Beca picking on one another.
It was around 3:30 in the morning when Beca was woken up by her phone ringing.
"Who the fuck is calling me this damn early," she groaned rolling over to reach her phone.
Any evidence of sleep had left her body when she saw who was calling: Chloe. The brunette quickly slid the answer button and put the phone up to her ear.
"Chloe?" She asked. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
She heard sniffling on the other end of the line and she immediately sat up. "Chlo?"
"Hey," the redhead finally answered. "I'm sorry to call you but I need some help."
Beca's heart dropped at the sound of her girlfriend's voice. She knew she was crying and had to be drunk by the amount of her slurring her words.
"Where are you?" Beca asked standing up to slide her jacket and shoes on. "I'll come get you."
"The park," She slurred and Beca grabbed her keys and quietly left her room trying to make as minimal noise as possible.
"Alright, I'm on my way," she said starting her car. "Stay on the phone."
Beca's heart raced as she drove the ten minutes to the park, hearing nothing but Chloe's sobs on the line. Seeing the other girl leaning over on the bench, Beca immediately parked her car and ran over, crouching down in front of the small girl holding a bottle of alcohol almost completely gone.
"Hey, it's okay," she said when Chloe jumped. "It's just me." She gently took the alcohol out of her hands and sat it aside.
Chloe's mascara had smeared a little, her eyes bloodshot from all the crying and alcohol. Her lips quivered like a small child's and Beca couldn't help but pull the girl into her embrace once more, feeling her shake violently as she tried calming her.
It felt like hours before Chloe had finally calmed down enough to actually talk in a way Beca could understand.
"I told you I had to help my family and I went home to do that," she started looking into Beca's worried eyes. "They didn't want or ask for my help, but I thought that if I told my parents that they needed to get up and do something, they'd do it. My brother Is a drunk. My parents don't even care if he drinks because that's all they do. They drink to stop the pain and sleep to stay away from it although I'm not sure how much they're to stay away because I can never sleep; all I hear are cries."
Beca sat on the bench and wrapped her arms around Chloe, rubbing her arm in support.
"I tried talking to my dad but he just started yelling and wouldn't stop. All I said was that the dishes needed to be washed and that I wasn't going to do it anymore. He told me it was my fault that my grandma died."
"No, Chloe," Beca finally spoke. "It wasn't your fault no matter how much you think it is or how many times you dad tells you that it is. Her death wasn't your fault. He just needs somebody to blame which is wrong."
"She died of a heart attack," Chloe admitted. "She was diabetic and had high blood pressure so because of the high blood pressure, my dad told me it was because of me."
"Don't listen to him, Chlo," Beca said. "Life happens and people get sick. It literally has nothing to do with you. like you said, she had diabetes and that in itself can cause high blood pressure."
Neither of them said anything until Beca looked at the time.
"What do you say I call Aubrey and see if you can stay with her?" Beca asked getting ready to click her name.
"No, she's asleep," Chloe said. "Can I just stay with you?"
The brunette went to say that it probably wasn't the best idea for her to stay, but seeing her glossy eyes and tear stained cheeks made her ignore her original thought.
"Sure," Beca said standing up with Chloe. "You can sleep in the guest room."
"No, do you mind if I sleep with you?" She asked as they got into the small car. "I don't want to be alone."
"Of course," the brunette agreed. "Anything for you."
By the time they got home, Beca had to be extra careful so that they wouldn't make any noise especially because Chloe was drunk as shit and had already tripped over her own feet twice.
"Just get warm under the covers," Beca said crawling in behind Chloe before wrapping her arms protectively around her.
"Thank you," Chloe slurred as her eyes closed against the soccer player's chest.
"You're welcome," Beca sighed looking at her wall before falling asleep soon after.
Beca woke up in the same position, Chloe still sound asleep. She took the time to admire the mess that was her girlfriend. Her normally curly hair was all over the place and the makeup looked even worse in the daylight. Even though Chloe's makeup ran all over her face, she somehow managed to look adorable while sleeping. Her bottom lip was a little poked out and he hand had cam up to rest between her cheek and Beca's body.
"Hey," Beca said softly when Chloe's eyes began fluttering open.
"Hi," the redhead replied before yawning. "I'm really sorry about last night."
"Don't be," Beca reassured. "You needed me and I came; I'll always come if you need me. No matter what."
That put a smile on Chloe's face before she remembered she had makeup on.
"Do you mind if I use your shower?" She asked sitting up, her hair falling to one side. "And an extra toothbrush?"
"Not at all," Beca laughed getting up out of bed. "Would you like to borrow some clothes too?"
"If you don't mind," Chloe's face turned a little red as she got up herself.
"Not at all," the soccer player reiterated and grabbed shorts and a sweatshirt before bringing Chloe to the bathroom. "Here's a toothbrush," she added after grabbing one from under the sink. "There's toothpaste in that drawer and you can use any shampoo and body wash in there. Take your pick; either smell like me or Emily."
The two girls laughed a little bit before Beca sat a towel out on the sink. "I'll come back in and get your clothes when you get in the shower."
"Thank you," Chloe smiled and Beca nodded before closing the bathroom door behind her as she headed back to her room to get dressed.
"Who's in the shower?" Emily asked after Beca left the bathroom for the second time, only this time with Chloe's clothes.
"Chloe," Beca informed and the taller soccer player furrowed her eyebrows. "She had a bad night."
Knowing that Beca didn't want to go into details, Emily nodded and followed her downstairs and into the kitchen where here both their parents sat.
"I heard the shower turn on, is there someone here?" Dr. Mitchell asked and Beca nodded before leaving to put Chloe's clothes in the washer.
Beca's dad began to look mad and Katherine curious so the oldest daughter knew that if she didn't explain then hell would break loose.
"Chloe called me at 3:30 this morning," she started and their facial expressions began to change to worried. "Her grandmother died a few weeks ago and her family are having a really hard time dealing with it so her house isn't the best to be at right now."
Her dad nodded his head and Katherine spoke up. "Is she okay?"
"Not really, so if you guys could just not mention it, that would be great."
A few moments of silence passed of them eating breakfast before her dad started asking questions.
"Did she sleep in your room?"
"Yeah," she replied putting a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
Nodding her head, she swallowed her food. "Yes, actually but before you ask if we had sex, the answer is no so you don't have to get mad."
Dr. Mitchell looked somewhat angry but let it go. He wasn't angry about finding out Chloe and Beca were dating, but that they had slept in the same bed with the possibility of there being sex.
"Are you sure, honey?"
"Dad, I'm positive," she said sitting her spoon down. "And even if I wanted to- which I didn't, she was drunk and crying. The thought didn't even cross my mind."
"Okay, I believe you," he sighed and Beca finished her breakfast before putting it in the sink.
"Hey, Chloe," she heard Emily say and immediately turned around to see the redhead wearing her clothes which she loved to see.
"Hey," She waved before saying good morning to Dr. Mitchell and Katherine.
"Why don't you have some eggs?" Katherine smiled. "Emily and Beca only eat cereal so there's extra if you want some."
Chloe looked over at Beca for help which she gladly did. Walking over to the taller girl, she smiled and squeezed her hand.
"She's not really a fan of eggs either," Beca said and Katherine frowned.
"Why doesn't anyone eat when I cook?" She asked standing up with her plate. "Is there something wrong with my eggs?"
"No, mom," Emily said. "I live off cereal, Beca doesn't really like eggs to begin with and apparently neither does Chloe. It's not your eggs."
"Well Okay then," She said sounding unconvinced.
"Your cooking is amazing, Katherine, I promise," Beca smiled.
The mom smiled back before heading out of the kitchen followed by her fiancé.
"Chloe, sweetie, help yourself to anything in the kitchen," she said and the senior thanked her before watching her leave the room. Both her and Dr. Mitchell had strands to run so they'd be gone within minutes.
"Alright, well I have to get ready to meet Benji and Stacie, but I will see you two later," Emily said throwing her bowl in the sink before making her own way out of the kitchen.
"So are you hungry or wanna try to eat something?" The brunette carefully asked leaning against the counter, examining the redhead. Chloe was gorgeous when she wore makeup but Beca had to admit that she also really enjoyed the redhead without makeup.
"I should probably try to eat something small because of the whole drunk issue," she answered. "Could I get a glass of water? I have a killer headache."
"Give me one second," Beca replied and went to get some Advil before handing it to her girlfriend followed by a tall glass of water. "Hopefully that helps.
Chloe smiled and drank half the glass before sitting at the table. "Do you have any bananas? I'm kind of craving one."
Beca couldn't help but smile as she reached around the side of the refrigerator and pulled one off the bundle.
"You know you're really cute without makeup," Beca voiced her thoughts causing the other girl to look down at the fruit that was in her hands. "I also really like it when you do that thing with your lips."
"What thing?" Chloe asked not even knowing what she was talking about which only made Beca love it more.
The brunette leaned on the table with a goofy grin. "The thing you do with your bottom lip. It happens when you cry but also when you sleep and it's the cutest thing. You push it out just enough to where you look adorable as fuck. It's irresistible."
Beca leaned over just enough to where their lips barely touched before pulling back. "Now, try to eat the banana."
The redhead smiled before peeling the fruit and slowly taking a bite. It took a long time for her to actually eat the whole thing but she finished it nonetheless and Beca was happy about it.
