Beca was snuggled up to Chloe's side, her eyes were closed as the redhead ran her fingers through her hair gently. Her head was hurting a little, but she was okay. She was still a little mad at Chloe for the way she treated her, but she was getting over it.

Chloe didn't let Beca up and gave her food until she felt better. The two watched one of Chloe's old dance recital videos while they enjoyed each other's company.

"I'm sorry I was a bitch to you." Chloe said and kissed the brunette's stiches softly.

"I forgive you." Beca said and looked up at her with a smile, but it soon faded. "What are we going to do about Amy?"

"We're not gonna do anything, we already told her not to tell anyone. I mean, what can we do? Kill her?" Chloe chuckled.

"No, but now she knows and, let's face it, she's not exactly discreet, pretty soon the Bellas will find out as well." Beca said. "I don't wanna risk your job-"

"-I told you, nobody else is going to find out." Chloe said. "We're gonna keep it a secret."

"But what if somebody from the school finds out? We can get in trouble." Beca said.

"We're not." Chloe assured, giving the brunette a kiss on the lips.

Beca was still a little hesitant, but she nodded anyways and kissed the redhead back. Chloe grabbed the brunette by the back of her neck, pulling her closer and intensifying the kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance for a long time, until Beca bit Chloe's bottom lip and nibbled at it, smirking as the older woman moaned.

Chloe kissed her harder and pushed her until she was lying on her back on the couch with Chloe on top of her. The redhead trailed her kisses down on the brunette's jawline, then her neck. She opened the DJ's jacket a little bit to expose more of her neck and her top. She kissed down Beca's neck, sucking on her pulse joint, then trailing her kisses lower, sucking and biting on her skin, harder and harder as she moved her hips gently at an almost unnoticeable pace, as she sucked harder on Beca's skin. Beca was feeling wonderful butterflies on her stomach, making her shiver in delight with moans and want to giggle, but she held it back.

Chloe sucked and bit even harder, moving her hips in a more obvious way. She didn't want to pressure Beca and make her think she had to do something she wasn't comfortable with, so she went back to kissing her lips and the brunette responded immediately.

The two pulled apart, panting. The two girls' pupils were clearly dilated, but Chloe knew Beca wasn't ready for that step yet, they had been dating for five weeks, it was way too soon.

"Your lips are, like, swollen!" Beca giggled.

"You're one to talk!" Chloe laughed and Beca smiled, kissing her again.

"It doesn't matter, you're still an excellent kisser." Beca said.

"I am, huh?" Chloe smirked. "Well, you're not so bad yourself."

Beca smirked.

Chloe smirked back and licked the brunette's lips before kissing them again.

"I could just… stay here and kiss you all day long." Chloe said with a sigh.

"Me too." Beca said. "And, believe me, that wouldn't be a problem at all."

"Of course it wouldn't." Chloe smiled and kissed her again. "Hey," another kiss. "can I" and yet another. "ask you something?"

"Sure." Chloe kissed her again. "What?"

"What happened between you and your dad?" Chloe asked and Beca frowned. "You don't have to answer that right now."

"No, it's okay." Beca sighed. "You wanna know the whole story?"

"Whatever you want to tell me is good." Chloe assured.

"Okay." Beca took a deep breath.

-Flashbak-

Twelve-year-old Beca was doing her homework in her room quietly. She was lying on her stomach on the ground as she finished her math homework. Her hair was pulled in two pigtails and she was wearing a white top and jeans shorts and red converse.

She was anxious to finish her homework before her father came home. When he came home, he usually went to her room to see if she'd finished all her chores so they could either play video games, watch TV or just go out and ride their bikes together, go to the park and he'd push her on the swings. She loved spending time with him, they had a blast.

Actually, for the last month, he'd been staying out late and he always said he didn't have time for her, but it wasn't permanent. So today, Beca hoped he'd want to do something with her, because she missed him.

Beca closed her book with a proud smile and put it back inside her backpack along with her pencil case. She was going to put her backpack next to her desk, when a loud noise caught her attention and she stopped.

"-I can't take it anymore, when are you gonna start telling us the truth?" it was her mother's voice and it sounded like she was crying and very, very angry.

Beca became worried and dropped her backpack where it was and opened the door.

"You wanna know the truth? Okay, well, I've been seeing someone for the past month." Her father's voice yelled back.

Beca didn't understand a lot of what was going on or what they were talking about. She just walked downstairs and stopped before showing on the kitchen's doorway so she wouldn't be seen.

"How could you?!" her mother yelled. "I can't believe I'm married to such a jerk!"

Beca's eyes widened and began filling with tears.

"You wanted the truth, I told you the truth!" her father yelled back.

"I want you out! I want you out of the house now!" her mother yelled.

"You're just gonna throw me out?" he asked.

"Yes! I don't want to be anywhere near you!" her mother said. "I loved you, Ethan! We were married for almost fifteen years and you cheat on me?"

"You want me out? Fine." He said and it looked like he was walking towards Beca, so the little girl ran to the dining room and hit under the table.

Ethan walked into the dining room and grabbed one of their wedding pictures, grabbing the picture out of the frame and ripping it, letting the pieces fall into the ground.

"What are you doing?" her mother asked.

"It'll be as if I never existed." Ethan said, grabbing another picture.

Beca shrank under the table, silent tears rolling down her face. She watched as another picture fell on the floor, this time, ripped in half. She picked it up and turned it over, revealing a picture of her father holding her when she was born.

Beca watched her mother get closer to her father, yelling something about destroying the house and he seemed to have pushed her away.

Beca nearly jumped out of her skin when a green vase collided with the floor, breaking into a million pieces as her mother screamed and her father yelled in anger.

The small brunette covered her mouth in shock and as an attempt to muffle her sob. Her parents disappeared upstairs as she continued crying and sobbing quietly on the floor, some pieces of broken glass were near her knees.

She saw her dad come back downstairs and place two suitcases next to the door and she grew more desperate.

"You can keep the house." He said. "And the kid."

"The 'kid'? Look at yourself, you're rejecting your daughter now?" her mother asked.

Beca's eyes widened even more in fear as she waited for her dad's answer, which never came. He just moved back upstairs, coming back with yet another suitcase.

"If you reject your daughter, that's the last thing you're gonna hear from her! You don't get to decide what's best for her, do you hear me?" her mother said.

"Yeah, I hear you." Ethan said calmly.

"Then get out." Her mother said.

Ethan went back upstairs and came back holding a jacket.

"You get out that door and never come back." Her mother said.

"Will you shut the fuck up? I heard you, okay?!" Ethan yelled and Beca jumped again and sobbed. She'd never heard her father so angry, he never ever cursed.

Ethan opened the door and the sunlight coming from outside hit Beca and she sobbed again. She got out from under the dining room table, cutting her knees and palms on the broken glass in the process, and ran to her father's legs. She knelt down and held his left leg as he was about to step outside and held onto it for dear life.

"Daddy, daddy, don't leave!" she pleaded and looked up at him. "Please, daddy! Mommy's saying things she doesn't mean, daddy, please don't leave!"

Ethan looked down at her and tried to get her away from him gently.

"Please, daddy, don't leave!" Beca pleaded again, crying harder. "I'll be a good girl, I'll clean my room, I'll try hard in school, I'll do my chores, please daddy!"

"Beca-" he said, trying to get her to let go of his leg.

"Please, daddy!" Beca said again.

This time, her mother grabbed her little shoulders and tried to get her away from her father.

"Don't leave, daddy!" Beca pleaded again.

"Beca, you have to let go." Ethan said.

"Please, daddy, stay here! You have a home, you don't have to go." Beca said. "Can't you see how much I need you with me, daddy?"

"No, Beca, I have to go." Ethan said.

Her parents finally managed to get Beca away from him. Her mother held her against her, her big arms around her daughter's chest as the little girl sobbed and tried to let go, watching her father leave two of his suitcases to his car.

Beca broke free from her mother's grasp and grabbed his last suitcase as he tried to take it to the car.

"No, daddy! Please, daddy, don't!" she pleaded.

One of her neighbors came out to see what was going on and was shocked to see that. Mr. and Mrs. Medlock had known Beca ever since she was a baby, they were great friends with her mother and the small brunette always played with their daughter and soon, Kale and Jennifer.

"Beca, let go." Ethan said as he held the trunk opened to place his last suitcase.

"No, please don't go, daddy!" she pleaded. "I'll be daddy's little girl again, please stay."

Ethan grabbed her small hand and pulled it away from the suitcase, giving her a warning look. He placed the suitcase in the trunk and got in the car. Beca stepped close to the driver's window and stared at him, crying her heart out. She started hitting the window light with opened hands.

"Daddy! Daddy, please!" she screamed, her voice hoarse and her nose was running. She was actually exhausted, but she wouldn't give up without a fight.

Ethan ignored her and turned on the car. He was going to drive out of the spot, but Beca followed the car, seeing it wasn't fast yet as she hit the window desperately and screamed, trying to get her father's attention.

"Daddy!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, running to the middle of the street as the car drove. "Daddy!"

She cried and sobbed violently as she watched her daddy's car disappear. She ran to her mother's open arms and the woman immediately picked her up, seeing Beca was a very small child, and hugged her tight as the small brunette cried on her mother's shoulder.

-End of Flashback-

Beca sighed as she finished, then looked up at Chlo.

"He just… left?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah." Beca sighed. "I had this necklace he had made for me when I was five, it's a golden necklace with the words 'Daddy's little girl' in it, but I put it away. I never threw it away, I just hid it. I stopped wearing it when he left. I used to go to the park, but I had to learn to push myself on the swing. I never rode my bike again and I never heard from him, not once, until I was about to go to LA and my mom told me I had a chance to go to college for free so I should take it. I knew it was here, since my dad is a teacher and I wanted to say no, but I came anyway."

"How did it feel seeing him again after all those years?" Chloe asked.

"It felt weird. Sure I had adopted this 'I don't care' attitude, but seeing him actually hurt me. I didn't let it show, I just pretended it didn't hurt me as much." Beca said.

"I'm sorry about this, Beca." Chloe said.

"It's okay." Beca shrugged. "When I think about it now, it doesn't hurt me as much."

"Still." Chloe said. "Well, I have to kick you out, but I have to take a shower and get ready, I'm having dinner at my parents' house. Do you mind if I told them about us? Or at least my mom?"

"No, not at all." Beca said. "She wouldn't want to do anything to hurt us, right?"

"Right." Chloe nodded, giving her a kiss. "I just can't seem to get enough of those delicious lips."

Beca chuckled as Chloe kissed her again.

"I don't mind, you can kiss me as many times as you'd like." Beca smirked as Chloe kissed her again. "By the way, I have to get going anyway, I'm going to Bailey's house tonight."

"Cool." Chloe said, giving her another kiss and a smirk, biting her lower lip. "You better leave before I don't let you."

Beca giggled as Chloe got up and helped her up. She took Beca to the door and kissed her for long minutes again before allowing her to leave.

oO0Oo

Beca knocked on the door and noticed she was still wearing the Bella's jacket and leggings, but she shrugged, knowing her friends wouldn't mind.

Bailey opened and smiled huge.

"Beca!" she pulled Beca into a tight hug. "Come on in, the girls are in the living room and I'm about to make popcorn."

"Hey Bec!" Lisa said as Beca sat next to her on the couch.

"Cool jacket." Ryan said.

"Thanks, I had rehearsal today." Beca said.

"What happened to your face?" Lisa asked.

"Oh, Tom hit me with his guitar when he saw I wanted to borrow." Beca shrugged as she took off her jacket.

"Oh my God!" Ryan and Lisa said as Bailey came back.

"What? It wasn't that big a deal." Beca shrugged.

"Oh my God, Beca, who did this to you?" Bailey asked.

"I told you guys, I asked Chloe if I could borrow Tom's guitar for a mix and he saw it and hit me with it." Beca rolled her eyes.

"No, not that, your neck!" Ryan said, pointing Beca's neck.

Beca frowned and grabbed her phone, using her camera to see what the girls were talking about. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the massive dark purple bruise and bite marks on her neck. Her cheeks and face turned very bright red in both anger and embarrassment.

"Okay, Mitchell. Start talking." Lisa said as she narrowed her eyes.

Beca looked up. Her heart beating a lot faster as she looked at her three best friends.

oO0Oo

Chloe smiled at her mom as she pulled her in for a hug. Sophia Beale hugged her daughter tight as her husband, Mark Beale, came down the stairs with a big smile, also hugging his daughter.

"Hey Chlo, we haven't heard from you in a while, what were you up to?" Mark asked.

"Oh, you know, teaching, choreographing." Chloe shrugged. "Just normal stuff."

"That's great." Mark smiled. "I'm sorry, sweetie, but I have a very important dinner with my colleagues and I have to get going."

Mark gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek and he left. Sophia closed the door after him and looked at Chloe.

"The lasagna is in the oven, it'll be ready in about twenty minutes, why don't we go into the living room and you can tell me how you've been." Sophia smiled as Chloe walked in with her in the living room and they both took a seat.

"So, how is the apartment? How's Tom?" Sophia asked.

"Well, that changed." Chloe said. "If I tell you something, do you promise you're not gonna judge me?"

"Of course not, honey, I never did and I never will." Sophia said in a more serious tone. "What's up?"

"Well, Tom and I broke up." Chloe said.

"Why?" Sophia asked. "I thought you two were happy."

"I thought so too, mom, but something happened." Chloe said. "Okay, let's start from the beginning. I fell in love with someone else."

Sophia nodded. She knew her daughter was bisexual ever since the redhead came out to her and her father when she was fourteen.

"Okay." Sophia said.

"I didn't know what to do about it because I'd never felt so strong about anyone before, but then I found out they liked me back and I was ecstatic!" Chloe said.

"Wait, is this person a man or a woman?" Sophia asked.

"That's the thing." Chloe said. "I went out on a date with this person and the next day I invited them over, so we just hung out the whole day and then they were playing the guitar and showing me a song and that's when Tom came in. We had already broken up by then, but he came to pick up the rest of his stuff and he saw this person holding his guitar and he got furious. He grabbed the guitar and hit them with it."

"Oh my God!" Sophia said.

"So I called the police, they took Tom away and I went to the hospital." Chloe said. "That happened yesterday."

"Wow!" Sophia said. "I never really liked Tom if you wanna know, but I never thought he'd be capable of doing this."

"Yeah, me neither." Chloe said.

"So, who is this mystery person you're dating?" Sophia asked.

"Mom…" Chloe took a deep breath. "Her name is Beca, she's nineteen years old. She's one of my students."

Chloe bit her lip, nervous. Her heart was beating a thousand times faster in her chest as she waited anxiously for her mother's answer.

The older woman's face went blank as she stared at her daughter's bright blue eyes.

"You're dating a student?" Sophia asked.

Chloe's eyes filled with tears and she broke down crying, her mother pulled her in for a hug.

"Honey, why are you crying?" Sophia asked.

"Because I'm… I'm a terrible person, aren't I?" Chloe asked. "I mean, she's eight years younger than me and she's in my dance class! I could get fired for this!"

"Chloe, you are not a terrible person. You fell in love, that's normal." Sophia said. "It doesn't matter that she's eight years younger than you are and it doesn't matter that she's your student, as long as you're both aware of what you're doing. I can see she's already an adult, so there's no problem there."

Chloe wiped her tears and looked at her mom.

"Really? So you're not mad?" Chloe asked.

"Mad at you for loving another person?" Sophia asked. "Why would I be mad?"

Chloe smiled and hugged her mother tight, feeling relieved.

"Thanks, mom!" Chloe said. "I'm so glad you're not mad."

"I'm not mad, Chloe. I just want to make sure you know what you're doing." Sophia said.

"I know. We both know, mom." Chloe said.

"And I want to know this girl." Sophia said.

"Oh, I don't know about that yet, mom. I'll have to talk to her about it." Chloe said.

"Of course, so tell me more about her." Sophia asked and Chloe instantly brightened up.

oO0Oo

"You're what?!" Lisa and Ryan asked at the same time, shocked.

"Why the hell didn't you tell us?!" Bailey asked.

"I thought you guys would be mad and say this relationship had no future!" Beca said. "I mean, you were always telling me to move on and give up."

"That's when we thought she didn't like you, when you knew she did, you should've told us!" Ryan said.

"Yeah, we're your best friends!" Bailey said. "I'm actually a little offended that you didn't tell us. You shouldn't have felt that we'd be mad, we're actually happy for you!"

"Yeah!" Lisa agreed.

"Well, I'm sorry guys." Beca said. "I know how complicated this could get and Chloe and I wanted to keep it a secret, but then Tom found out and hit me with his guitar, then Fat Amy found out. I'm worried about her, guys, I don't want her to lose her job."

"You thought we were gonna tell someone?" Ryan asked.

"No, I was afraid you guys would tell me to end it because Chloe could lose her job." Beca said. "I mean, that's all you guys ever said to me."

"We were telling you this because we thought Chloe wasn't interested in you." Bailey explained.

"Well, it doesn't matter. You told us and we're happy for you, but now we want to hear every detail!" Lisa said and Ryan and Bailey smiled, eager to hear Beca tell the story.