Chloe knew she made the right decision the moment she walked into Bree's library. Her heart broke when she saw Emily trying to comfort the triplets. Stacie and Chloe looked relatively calm. But Aubrey looked like she was going to have a nervous breakdown.
This whole situation with Beca was hard on all of them. Especcially on the triplets who only had their mom. Of course, they had their beloved aunts, and they had met their dad. But in a very short period of time the girls had gone through so much.
They were sixteen, but when Chloe saw them sitting there, they looked so much younger. Before she walked up to them, Chloe vowed to herself that she would do anything to protect them.
"Hey girls" she said softly. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, we are" her younger version said.
She still couldn't believe that Beca had a daughter who looked exactly like herself when she was that age. Or two other daughters who looked so much like Aubrey and Stacie when they were that age.
Stacie and Aubrey never had children of their own. And neither had Chloe. So seeing these three girls who looked exactly like them, was like seeing their own daughters. Because it wasn't only on the outside that they looked the same. With their appearance came matching characters. So when she saw Aubrey almost breaking down, she had flashbacks of her own past.
"Mama, what happens next?"
Stacie's voice brought her back to reality.
"You're staying here" she said. "I've left your aunts dealing with Jesse. So don't worry about that."
"Today we have a lot of things to do. My parents and your grandfather will be here. They were already on their way for the wedding. Luckily your aunts cancelled the wedding so I don't have to worry about that. And when I dealt with them, we're going to see Beca."
"Do you mind if I stay here? I don't want to see my mom like this" Aubrey asked me with a small smile.
"Of course, you can stay here honey. You don't have to do anything you don't want." I said to her. "And that goes for you to" I said to her sisters and Emily.
When the three of us entered Beca's hospital room I was glad that Aubrey stayed at Bree's. The Beca we saw now, wasn't the Beca we left yesterday.
This Beca was apathic. She didn't talk. She looked afraid. What the hell happened in the few hours she had been alone? When I walked up to her to hug her she backed up to the wall. She looked like she was afraid of me. She avoided all eye contact and didn't look at her children. Something was seriously wrong.
I sent the girls out of the room. Maybe if I was alone with her she would say something. That's what I hoped. But I had no luck. It didn't change anything. I couldn't make any contact with her. I sat there for a while but she didn't respond on anything I tried. She didn't want to be touched. She didn't want to talk or looking at me.
I left her and went looking for her doctor.
"What the hell happened to her?" I practically yelled at the doctor.
"Miss Mitchell, had a panic attack last night. It's common for people who suffer memory loss. We gave her some medicine. That's why she acts so apathic and off" the doctor said calmly.
"Why didn't you call me? I'm here with her children. They were shocked to see their mother like this."
"I'm sorry miss Beale, in the future I will keep you more up to date" and with that the doctor left. Leaving Chloe speechless and angry.
She collected the girls and went back to Bree's house. Everybody wanted to know how Beca was. Her parents, Beca's dad and the Bella's. She hadn't any energy to talk to any of them. All she could think of was Beca. Her beautiful fiancée who was all alone in the hospital. Scared and drugged up. She wanted to get her out of the hospital and take care of her at home.
She honestly believed that Beca would heal faster and better when she was surrounded by the people who loved her. But Chloe wasn't a doctor. So she had no other choice than to leave Beca behind. Leave her at the care of professionals.
She was going to discuss it with Bree. Maybe they could hire some professionals who could take care of her at home. Bree's house was big enough for them to stay for a while.
Suddenly she was tired of thinking. Today was suppossed to be her wedding day. Today should have been the best day of her life. Instead it couldn't have been a worse day.
She was exhausted and went to her room were she collapsed on her bed. She started to cry. In the privacy of her room she could let herself go,her tears flowed freely soaking her pillow. She didn't want her friends or parents to see her like this. And she didn't want the triplets to see her like this. She needed to be strong. For them, her friends. But most of all she needed to be strong for Beca.