[Chloe's POV]

"Oh yay, we get to go home, you know I really don't see the point, if we're going to be back here in a few months. Isn't dying and giving up completely so inconvenient?" Beca remarked as we loaded our suitcases into the car. I just shook my head at her. She'd been really off lately. But weird off, she would make those comments but it would be in a sad kind of way. She'd act like that but still hold my hand through the tests, still cuddle up to me at night, still kiss me so passionately and heartfelt when no-one was looking; and that was what made it all the more horrible.

"Oi Chloe budge up!" Amy exclaimed, nudging me to the side.

"Hey, you should be being nice to me, I'm sick!" I nudged back, giving a mock cough. She just laughed at me and turned to the telly.

"Chloe Beale not even fully into adulthood and suffering from a terminal illness," the reported said, causing the whole room to feel awkward. Aubrey flicked the channel over, pretending not to have heard anything.

"A mass of fans are distraught over the news of The Barden Bella star Chloe Beale at only suffers a," the channel flicked again.

"Twitter goes wild as news spreads of Chloe Beale's condition, she -"

"How about we put on a film?" Stacie suggested. We all nodded along and her and Aubrey went to pick one.

"Any particular one?" Aubrey called from the bedroom, where the DVD's were kept.

"Any will be fine," I said back. Ashley put the telly on the right side, opening the DVD player, ready for the movie.

"Are you okay?" I murmured in Beca's ear, kissing her neck slightly as I did so.

"Sure," she said back simply.

"Look I'm sorry about the whole T.V thing just now," I apologised.

"Why would you, it's not your fault."

"I know but I was just thinking it might upset you because-"

"The whole world doesn't revolve around you Chloe!" She snapped. "Can we please just have one conversation that doesn't involve you, or your so called 'condition' or that you're going to f**king die and give up on all of us!"

I gulped at her and reached for her face to wipe away her tears, but she flinched away. "No," she muttered "No, no, no!" She ran out of the room and into our bedroom. (The DVD's are in the spare room). Most people would have expected me to run after her, or cry or something. But not what I did. Which was nothing. Everyone needs to breakdown, she has been so strong over the last few months, she has spent every moment of her life making sure mine was okay and it was just for nothing. It must be overwhelming. Claustrophobic. Crowded almost. To have to be with the same person all day everyday and never having time to yourself. I'm surprised she wasn't insane by now. I know I would be.
"Should I go in there?" Ashley asked, quietly.
"No, she'll be fi-"
And that's when we heard the bang.