A/N: Alright nerds, I am running on no sleep for the past 48 hours, so I apologize if this chapter and the next seem...all over the place. I did my best. Aca-Addicted, you are now my favourite person. I'm glad I have managed to evolve your gayness to a new level. As always all credit goes to my Tumblr crush captainpeachperfect and I'mma need all your nerds help to make her my fic wife...that sounds creepy. Like a collab thing on the regular if you get me. :P OMG I'm such a Beca haha. Anyway, moving on, enjoy this chapter and the next. Please don't forget to review and let me know what you think.
Beca's dreams that night took her where they did every night. To Chloe. This one was a little...strange though. I mean seriously, who storms into someone else's shower? What they did in said shower is for us to know and you to never find out. All I will say is that Beca groaned her ass off when her alarm tore through the dream at exactly 6:20 am. Way too early for the brunette to be doing anything. She slammed her hand down on the clock by her bed, sitting up slowly to wipe the sleep from her eyes and wake herself up a little better. Coffee. The only way Beca would have the energy to do anything.
Chloe, on the other hand, had already gotten home from her early morning run. She thought it would be a good way to try and distract herself from her own thoughts of Beca seeping into her mind. Too bad all it did was prolong it until she got in the shower to wash the sweat from her body. Seriously, she can't even function without thinking about Beca. She was almost positive the Psych had a thing for her. You don't just tell a patient that they're gorgeous. Right? Chloe had no idea what to think anymore. Of course she wanted to know, but she didn't want to push Beca too far and make her not want to work with her anymore. Chloe sat on her bed, drying her hair. Beca's soft voice melting through her mind. Flashes of Beca's smile when she was listening to what Chloe had to say invaded the backs of her eyelids whenever she closed her eyes. Oh shit! Chloe had it bad. She was undeniably crushing on her therapist. Shit! Shit! Shit! She was in trouble.
All day, all Chloe could think about was Beca. She was leaning against the wall as her voices made their unexpected appearance. This was not good. "You want her so bad, it hurts you." Well, they weren't wrong. It was painful that she didn't have Beca. She couldn't tell Beca. It pushed the weight in her chest down to her stomach and made her feel nauseas. "So much fun." They taunted. Of course, they were enjoying the fact Chloe was in pain. "Keep going, girl." They encouraged and as much as Chloe didn't want to listen and obey, she couldn't help it. She needed to talk to Beca. Needed to hear her voice. It was the only way the voices dropped to a whisper, or disappeared completely. Beca made Chloe feel normal.
That night she sat with her phone in her hand, finger hovering over the brunette's number, internally debating with herself. It was after midnight after all. But, Beca did say it was for emergencies. Surely wanting her voices to stop was an emergency, even if Chloe didn't tell Beca that's why she was calling.
"Hey, are you okay?" Beca woke completely the minute she heard Chloe's voice.
"I wanted to hear your voice. I hope it's okay." She was suddenly feeling like this was a mistake.
"Of course it's okay. I'm glad you called." Beca smiled to herself and let out a small sigh of relief that Chloe was okay, but something still tugged in her mind. Why did Chloe sound so sad? "You sound kind of sad." Beca treaded carefully, not really knowing what state Chloe was in.
"I'm just tired." She dismissed it completely. "So what's been going on with you? Any new weird dream?"
Beca bit her lip and wrapped her free hand around her knee that was pulled to her chest. "Oh yeah. Actually in this one you barged in my shower." She scratched her head and slightly grimaced. She had no idea why she told Chloe that, it was just so easy to talk to the other girl. Well, she's made her bed, now she has to lay in it...so to speak 'cuz you know, she was literally in bed.