"Do you think they're alright?" Beca stared at the ceiling nervously; wondering if she should get up and go check on the bedroom down the hall. She had kept a watchful eye on her sister and Emily throughout the night, and if she was being honest, she was making herself anxious. Chloe sighed against her neck and wrapped the blankets tighter around them both.

"Becs, they're great. I don't think I've seen Jaiden smile as much as she did tonight in the last month."

"They held hands under the table." Beca noted quietly. Chloe smiled and nodded.

"I know. It was sweet. Emily is sweet. So you've got to stop worrying, at least for tonight." Beca rolled over so she could look in her fiancé's eyes and stifled a yawn.

"I wish I could, you know? Just stop worrying. Think about things without having to know how they're going to turn out. I just…I need control, Chlo. And I hate that about myself."

"I don't." Chloe frowned slightly and moved in closer. "Even though it's hard sometimes, I don't hate it. I don't hate anything about you."

"You don't hate me when I'm locked in the bathroom having a panic attack?" Beca asked skeptically. There was a touch of self-deprecation in her tone, and it made Chloe's heart pang to hear it.

"I always love you, Beca. No matter what you're doing or where we are. Nothing will ever change that."

"You seriously haven't gotten upset over everything I've dumped on you in the last few months? With my anxiety, and Jaiden, and now having another girl living with us-"

"I want you and every part of you in my life. End of story." Chloe interrupted her and propped herself up onto her elbows. Before Beca could try to convince herself otherwise again, the redhead pressed her lips against hers and silenced her for a few long moments. And in those moments, both girls couldn't help but realize how long it had been since they had had each other. With that realization came a bit of yearning from both parties. Chloe carefully maneuvered herself so that she could hover above the brunette; still concerned that Beca would still be in pain, and braced herself on either side of her. She gasped as Beca's lips broke away from hers and moved to her neck with surprising aggressiveness. The brunette had been silently frustrated for weeks at how gentle Chloe had been with her since she was attacked, and right now she needed that to end.

"I'm not going to break." Her words vibrated against Chloe's skin, and her face flushed at the feeling.

"Okay." Chloe swiftly straddled the younger girl, sat up, and flung her shirt off.

—

"You good?" Jaiden rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly as she prepared to leave her room. Not wanting to crowd Emily, she was completely okay with sleeping on the couch for as long as the younger girl wanted to stay. Although it was only 10 pm, it was understandable that the younger girl was tired.

"Yeah, thanks." Emily nodded. She was perched on the edge of the bed, and Jaiden's kitten was currently rubbing against her side; craving attention.

"Okay. Goodnight." The older girl nodded and turned around to leave.

"Wait; where are you going?" Emily's question stopped Jaiden in her tracks and the brunette shrugged.

"I was going to sleep on the couch," She gestured vaguely towards the direction of the living room. "This is, uh, technically the guest room."

"You can stay. I mean," Emily laughed nervously for a moment. "Would you?"

"Are you sure?" Jaiden asked uncertainly.

"Yeah. I mean, we were roommates anyways." Emily turned her attention towards the cat and tried to hide her sheepishness. "But you don't have to if you don't want-"

"No, I do. I just, you know, wanted to give you your space in case you needed it." Jaiden assured her quickly. "Did you take your meds?" God, she was starting to sound like Chloe. Emily nodded, a little taken aback at the reminder, and scooted back on the bed. Jaiden turned off the light switch and then tentatively crawled up next to her. She was a bit taken aback when Emily rested her head on her shoulder.

"Thank you so much." The newly turned 18 year old spoke up softly. Jaiden glanced down at her.

"You're welcome." She replied. Although she knew Emily didn't really need to thank her, she also knew that it made the other girl's anxious thoughts quiet. It was something to quell the never-ending fear that she was a burden. "Goodnight, Em."

—-

By the time Emily woke up, the other side of the bed was empty, except for a note.

Appointment with Dr. Wilson at 9:30. Be back later. Don't be afraid to leave the room.

Emily read the note quickly, calming her startled nerves from waking up alone in an unfamiliar place. The brunette then checked her phone and winced when she saw seven missed calls from her mother. She should have known that the older woman would start trying to get back in touch with her sooner or later. Guilt began to creep into the back of Emily's mind as she stared at the notifications on the small screen. She debated unlocking her phone and calling her back until the memory of her mother's harsh words flashed through her head. The 18 year old dropped the phone in the mess of blankets on the bed and left the room before she could change her mind again.

"Hey." Emily jumped, having not seen Beca sitting at the kitchen counter, and then tried to not look like her heart was pounding out of her chest. To say that the older girl intimidated her would be an understatement, no matter how many times Jaiden had assured her that Beca was nothing to be afraid of.

"Hi."

"So, we should probably talk, huh?" Beca suggested awkwardly. She patted the stool beside her own and waited for Emily to sit. She looked like a terrified deer, in Beca's opinion.

"What, um, what do you want to talk about?"

"I didn't mean it in, you know, a serious way," Beca reassured the girl. "I just..meant we should kind of get to know each other."

"Oh," Emily breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, that makes sense."

"First of all, I totally get where you're coming from, at least from some aspects. Jay and I didn't necessarily grow up with great parents and uh, I have anxiety so…that's similar." Beca rambled awkwardly.

"Really?"

"Yep." Beca confirmed. "So, you know, you don't have to be all nervous here, even though I know you really can't help it."

"Yeah, that's kind of our whole problem."

"What I also wanted to say," Beca grimaced at how old she sounded. "Is that Chloe and I are here for, you know, whatever you need. We know you've got some, uh, issues and you don't have to hide them. We're all here for you, dude."

"Thank you, so much-" Emily was cut off as Chloe stepped into the room and smiled at the two of them curiously.

"Morning!" The redhead made a bee-line for the coffee machine and grabbed two mugs off of their rack. "How was your first night?"

"It was good. Thank you." Emily replied quickly.

"I was just about to make something for breakfast. Can I get you anything?"

"Uh, whatever you're having is fine." Chloe smiled at the girl's obviously uncomfortable misdemeanor.

"You got it. And here's some coffee to get you going." She set the first mug in front of Emily and then began to brew her own. A knock at the door caused all three of them to freeze for a moment. Chloe and Beca exchanged glances and the older of the two nodded towards the door.

"I'll get it. You two hang out here." Beca took the hint and got up from her stool, leaving her fiancé and Emily alone in the kitchen. The brunette wasn't necessarily sure who could be at the door. It was too early for Jaiden to be back, and she would have her keys anyway. The small girl stood on the balls of her feet to look out the peephole, and then grimaced. Emily's parents were leering in the hallway and Beca watched as they both knocked on the door again. Double knocking; aggressive.

"You need to leave, now." Beca opened the door and kept her voice low; hoping that Chloe would be able to keep Emily occupied in the kitchen. "Seriously. Get out of here."

"We have a right to see our daughter." Her father said.

"Yeah, well, she's 18 now and you kind of lost that right when you drove her over the edge."

"You have no right to accuse us like that!" Mrs. Junk's voice eliminated any chance of not alerting Emily to what was going on and Beca glared at the woman. The small brunette planted her feet firmly in the middle of the doorway.

"Yeah, well, that's your shitty opinion and you're entitled to it." Beca moved to close the door and the man in front of her shoved his foot in the doorway. "Dude, back off."

"Emily!" Mrs. Junk craned her neck around Beca and yelled into the apartment. "Emily, please come home with us."

"If you two don't leave within the next three seconds, I'm calling the police. If she wants to get in touch with you, she will." Beca shoved the two older adults away from her and slammed the door before they could protest. Metal clanked as she quickly turned the deadbolt and slid the chain lock into it's place as well. By the time she turned around, Emily was coming down the hallway with a very worried Chloe behind her.

"My parents are here?" The 18 year old asked quietly. Beca hesitated for a moment before nodding. "What did they say?"

"They wanted to see you. Probably to try to get you to go home." Doubt flashed across Emily's features and she looked past Beca to the door.

"Maybe…maybe I should. They're my parents-"

"Hey, don't do this to yourself." Chloe cut in and tugged the younger girl back down the hallway and into the kitchen; fearing that she'd be able to hear out into the hallway if the Junk's were still out there. She wasn't expecting the brunette to flinch back so harshly from her touch. Emily froze for a second after drawing away and then stared down at the wrist Chloe had merely grazed in absolute shame.

"I'm sorry, I just-"

"It's okay." Chloe cut her off with a gentle smile and carefully wrapped her arm around Emily's shoulders. The younger girl seemed okay with that as she was led into the kitchen, though her breathing was still a tad rigid. "Everything's alright."

"You can't go back there, you know." Beca piped up from behind them. "You've got to take care of yourself and from what we've seen, you can't do that when you're living with them."

"I know. They're just…they're my family." Emily mumbled.

"Exactly. And they need to start acting like it." Beca told her firmly. Emily found the older girl's bluntness strangely comforting; it fought against the creeping doubt that usually arose when she told herself the same things.

Let's just take the rest of the day to relax." Chloe suggested as Emily sat back down at the counter. "Jaiden will be home soon and you can talk to her about all of this. I know she's probably easier to open up to than we are."

"Okay. Thank you." Emily looked up from her still steaming mug of coffee and stared at the two girls sincerely.

"Of course." Chloe answered. "We've all got your back here."

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