A/N: Hey guys, thanks for all the feedback! I want to say sorry about my last author's note and thank you to the person who left this review:
"People are just really invested in your story, so don't be mad that we don't want them to have been cheating on each other. I mean, when you ship someone so much, you do it with all your heart and yeah, sometimes it gets very intense. I get that it's your story and all, but we are allowed to vent our opinion ... no hate on you or anything, I love your stories and you truly are an amazing writer, but you also have to understand that people really are invested in this whole thing."
I had a really bad day at work yesterday and when I got home and saw all those reviews about Beca cheating and I sorta just took out my bad day on everyone. I didn't mean to make anyone feel bad and that person made an excellent point, I should feel honored you're all this invested in my story, I do feel honored. So I Apologize and hope you can all forgive me!
Anyways, we're getting into the deeper stuff of this fic so I just want to remind everyone, it will be sad what happened, but I promise for an ending that will make up for sadness! So here is Chapter 6!
Beca sat outside on the front porch of her mother's house, watching the rain fall from the sky. It was roughly seven in the morning and truthfully, she hadn't been able to sleep. She couldn't keep her mind off of Chloe, and what had been going on between them the last few days. She felt differently towards the other woman, in a good way. She was starting to feel more at ease to joke around with her; make conversation with her, even just being in her presence was becoming a lot easier. It wasn't that she didn't like doing those things with Chloe, because she did. It was the fact that things had just gotten really bad between them the last five months and well…bad eventually progressed to worse and worse… worse progressed to a catastrophe.
"Aren't you cold?" A voice snapped Beca from her thoughts. She looked behind her and saw her sister standing by the front door, wrapped inside of her pink fluffy robe.
Beca shrugged, not really thinking about how cold it was outside. "Not really," she smiled at her.
Emily walked inside and returned back seconds later with matching slippers to go with her robe. "Are you okay?" She took a seat beside her sister, not really waiting for an invite to do so.
"Yeah…I'm fine." Emily could hear the uncertainty in Beca's voice.
"Beca, I'm your sister. I know when you're lying and I know when something is bothering you and right now, I can tell that you're both lying and something is bothering you. Spill," she frowned.
Beca looked away from Emily and let out a long depressing sigh. "I need to talk to you, but you have to promise not to say anything to anyone." She looked back at other woman, frowning.
"Hmm, what was it we used to say to each other when promising to keep a secret?" Emily asked curiously, a smirk taking up half of her face.
Beca rolled her eyes as a huge grin formed on her face. "I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die or may my face be smashed into hot and burning apple pie." Both girls began chuckling at the memory.
"How old were we when we made that up?" Emily asked.
"I don't know, like eight?" Beca shook her head at how ridiculous they used to be.
Emily laughed before letting out an exaggerated sigh. She looked back at Beca; her eyes searched her sister's. "So tell me, what's going on?"
Beca bit her lip and remained silent for a good while. "Well," she finally replied, getting the courage to speak up. "As you could probably have guessed by now, Chloe and I aren't doing so great." She finished, carefully watching Emily's reaction.
"What? I had no idea?" Emily gasped, replying with much more shock then she intended.
Beca rolled her eyes and giggled at the other woman. "Was that too big?" Emily asked, smirking.
"Just a bit," Beca nodded.
"Well, I have noticed things have drastically changed between you two since…" Emily trailed off, being afraid to speak the actual words.
Beca immediately tensed, thinking about what her sister was just about to say. "Yeah, well I guess you can say we just sort of drifted. At first everything seemed fine, Chloe seemed to have been coping and then one day, she just stopped talking to me." Beca frowned at the memory.
"Like she actually wasn't saying anything to you whatsoever?" Emily cocked an eyebrow.
Beca shook her head. "No, I mean…" Beca took a deep breath and exhaled as she thought about how to form her next sentence. "I mean, she used to tell me how she felt. She used to get angry at me, yell at me, cry to me and just let me know what she was going through, which I didn't mind. I told her to take out whatever she was going through on me; I wanted to be the one she got angry at because at least I knew what she was thinking. Then one day, she just stopped." Beca felt a tear peak its way out of the corner of her eye.
She wiped it away and sucked back a deep encouraging breath. "One day I got home from work and she was just sitting in the living room, staring at nothing. I mean Emily; I have never seen someone look so distant and lost in my life. I asked her what was wrong and she wouldn't even answer me. I brushed it off because I figured I somehow must have done something to upset her. But then it just got worse and worse. She wouldn't talk to me, and when she would talk to me, we'd just fight. Then before I knew it we started fighting more and more, I started avoiding coming home early because I was so scared to get into another argument." Beca couldn't hold the tears back at this point. Talking about what she and Chloe had been going through was making it more real for her.
"Beca, I'm so sorry. I had no idea," Emily frowned. She really did have no idea it had been that bad for them. She knew it was bad enough to make them want to split up, but she never realized how much it effected them both and the way it made them act towards one another. She reached her hand behind her sister's back and slowly rubbed it as Beca broke down.
"I'm not done yet," Beca sniffled. "I got home last week from work and Chloe had started with me again because I left my shoes in front of the door. That's how it always starts, with something small and then escalates to something bigger. She started telling me how I'm never home and that I'm probably out fucking random girls. That was it for me, I lost it. I told her how I wasn't happy anymore and I was tired of always fighting, that I wanted to just go back to the way we used to be, when we were happy." Beca wiped her cheek from the tears that were streaking down them.
"And then she just told me that she didn't want to do this anymore." She let out a shaky breath, making Emily tense, knowing what was coming next. "At first I thought she meant that she didn't want to fight anymore. Then…" Beca trailed off, looking at her sister for the first time during their conversation. "Then she told me she meant us….She couldn't do us being married anymore. She said we couldn't go on pretending to be happy and in love when we're not…" Emily's heart shattered into thousands of pieces when she saw how broken her sister looked.
"Beca I'm…" Beca cut Emily off.
"She asked me for a divorce," Beca finished. That was it, she was now crying in an uncontrollable manner as she had said the words aloud to herself. She hadn't told anyone about her and Chloe, so hearing her say they were getting a divorce hit her a thousand times harder.
Emily looked at Beca hopelessly. She had no idea what to do or say that was going to make her sister feel better. So instead of even trying, she just grabbed onto her little sister and coddled her in her arms.
After five minutes of silence and Beca crying, Beca finally calmed herself and looked up at her sister. "Emily, can you leave me alone for a while? I just need to be alone right now." She whispered.
Emily gave Beca an uneasy look. "I'll be fine. I just need to be alone with my thoughts. I'll come inside in ten minutes, I promise." Beca could see the look of worry overpower her sister's face.
"Okay, if you're sure?" Emily asked cautiously.
Beca nodded. "I'm sure, please?" She pleaded.
Emily sighed and gently kissed Beca on her cheek. "I'll be right inside the kitchen if you need me, okay?"
"Okay, thank you for listening to me Em. I love you," Beca frowned.
"I love you too Beca. Don't worry, you'll get through this. You're strong and independent; I know you'll be okay." Emily stood up and stared are her sister, intensity soaring through her eyes.
"Normally, I would have agreed, especially six years ago. But I love her Em she's my, everything my partner…my soul mate." Beca bit her lip.
"We'll finish talking about this later, I promise." Emily nodded. "Don't worry, you'll be okay." Emily patted Beca's shoulder before walking inside.
Beca slumped halfway down the bench, staring up at the sky. Wondering how she was ever going to live her life without Chloe beside her.
Emily quickly walked into the kitchen and saw her mother standing by the stove, cooking breakfast. She grabbed her and without any warning spun her around.
"What the…" Barb jumped out of her skin as she was face to face with her daughter. "Emily, what's wrong?" She curiously raised an eyebrow.
"Call dad, call Chloe's parents. We're going to get those two back together even if I have to kill someone to make it happen." Emily clenched her fists as she thought of her heartbroken sisters. "And tonight, we're going to make tonight special. Okay?" Her chest heaved in and out with determination.
"That's my girl," Barb smirked. Emily was finally one hundred percent on board with their plan, nothing could go wrong now.
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"So your mom said we need to buy potatoes, carrots and flour." Chloe concentrated as she read over the list of instruction Barb had provided for them.
"Okay," Beca replied shortly. She was still upset from the talk she and Emily had earlier and the last thing she wanted was to be left alone with Chloe, shopping.
"What's going on with you?" Chloe asked as she pushed the shopping cart forward. "Something is off with you," she finished.
"Why do you assume something is off with me?" Beca continued to stare straight ahead, refusing to make eye contact with the redhead.
"You're just very cold…and distant today. More than usual," Chloe replied. Beca rolled her eyes at her wife's words. It would be just like her to say she was the cold and distant one.
"I just haven't slept much these passed two nights, I'm tired." Beca lied.
"It's really killing you that much to share a bed with me?" Chloe shook her head in disappointment, thinking she and Beca were at least making some progress to being on somewhat of good terms.
Beca went to reply, but suddenly froze when she heard a faint familiar voice call Chloe's name. Chloe spun around and jolted backwards in shock when she saw her ex-boyfriend standing behind her.
"Tom?" She gasped. She quickly ran towards him and hugged him.
"I thought I saw those bright blue eyes from across the grocery store," he smirked. He pulled back and admired the other woman.
"What are you doing all the way in Virginia? Do you live here now?" She asked in shock.
Tom laughed as she shook his head. "You must have forgotten that my sister lives down here, huh?" He smirked.
Chloe smacked her forehead feeling stupid for not thinking about his sister. "Right, I completely forgot!" She blushed.
Tom looked behind Chloe at Beca and waved. "Hey Beca, long time no see." He smiled at her; his smile quickly disappeared when he got the look of death in return from her.
"Yeah," Beca replied in a short and annoyed tone.
"Don't mind her; she just hasn't been sleeping well the last couple of nights." Chloe rolled her eyes at how rude her wife was being.
"So how are you?" Chloe asked. "What's new?" She was so excited to see him. They hadn't spoken in over four years and that time was accidentally running into each other as well.
Tom chuckled. "I'm well; I got a promotion so I'm always working. No time for anything else, or anyone else for that matter." He sighed.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Chloe frowned. She reached out and gently grasped the man's arm. This didn't get missed by Beca who clenched her fists as she witnessed it.
"Oh well, what are you going to do?" He shrugged. "How about you, how are you and how are you Beca?" He once again looked back at her.
"Good," Beca answered once again in a short and harsh tone.
Chloe sighed. "I'm fine. I've just been busy working as well!" She replied with a large amount of peppiness.
"That's good," Tom smiled. "But I should get back, my sister is probably wondering where the hell I disappeared to." He sighed.
"Okay, tell her I say hello." Chloe once again hugged him, making Beca roll her eyes in jealousy. What came out of Chloe's mouth next though was what really shot Beca right through her heart. "And hey, when we're both back in town we should grab a coffee and catch up!" Chloe smiled.
"Sounds good, I can't wait. Tell your family I say hello. I'll see you both later, bye Beca!" Tom looked over at the other woman.
"Bye," Beca grumbled.
Tom sighed as he walked away. Chloe turned around and glared at her wife. "Did you have to be that rude?" She snapped.
"Did I have to be nice?" Beca asked sarcastically.
"No, but you could have. I mean I did break the poor guy's heart for you." Chloe reminded her.
"Exactly, you broke his heart. Not me, I don't owe him anything." Beca pointed out.
"I should have known better then to think you could have a heart this time of year and maybe actually be nice for a change." Chloe shot out.
Beca bit her tongue from saying anything else. She knew the argument would lead to nothing and just make them go around in circles; bring up shit from the past that didn't need to be brought up. "You know what Chloe," she started.
Chloe waited patiently for her retaliation. She was however, thrown off when it never came. "You're right. I should have been nicer to him. I really do apologize; I'll even go say sorry to him personally." Beca sighed in defeat.
Chloe's eyes flickered as she stared at the other woman is shock. "No, there's no point in doing it now," She replied. "Let's just finish up here so we can go back to your moms and help with dinner." She then once again started pushing the cart, wanting to get as far away as possible from the grocery store.
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Once dinner was done everyone sat around the table laughing and talking, except Beca. She stared into space and wasn't listening to a word anyone was saying.
"So what do you say we put on a Christmas movie for your last night here?" Barb snapped her fingers in front of Beca. "Hello," she shouted.
"Huh?" Beca looked around at everyone, as all eyes were on her.
"I said we should watch a Christmas movie," Barb repeated.
"Sounds cool," Beca shrugged. She grabbed her glass of wine and quickly emptied the remaining contents into her mouth.
She then got up from the table and began making her way over to the living room, Chloe right behind her. "Could you be any more obvious?" Chloe hissed in a hushed tone.
"Sorry," Beca whispered.
Chloe stopped and stared at the other woman. She really had no idea what was going on with her but she could definitely tell something was on her mind. She wanted nothing more than to just talk to her the way they used to and find out what was going on. She knew she had no right though, things had changed…she had changed.
Chloe took her seat beside Beca on the couch and immediately grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers. Beca's inside's churned as she felt Chloe lace their fingers together. She really didn't know how much more torture she could take. That's exactly what it was too, torture. Pretending to act like a happy married couple with Chloe, doing couple type of things. Doing all of those things for show instead of love was cutting her deeper than anything she had ever experienced.
Barb bent down and looked through a bunch of VHS's. "I know I have Frosty the snowman here somewhere," she searched through all of her tapes.
"Why can't you just purchase DVD's like a normal person? I literally think you're the only person left in this world who still watches old VHS's, especially ones you never even purchased and just recorded from the TV." Emily smirked as she watched her mother scrounge around for the tape.
"Shut up. Nothing will ever beat the good old days when VHS's were still relevant." Barb muttered. "Ah ha, here it is." Barb smiled as she held a tape in front of her. She stuck it inside the VHS player and quickly took her seat beside Dave.
She pressed play and everyone watched as the screen went from black, to blue. What came next though was not Frosty the snowman. Beca felt her stomach drop when she saw her and Chloe slow dancing in the middle of a large dance floor, wearing wedding dresses.
"Mom," Beca went to get up but was stopped by her mother.
"Oh my god, this isn't frosty!" She laughed. "Aw, I haven't watched this since you two got married." She looked over at both women smiling.
Chloe's heart sank as she watched the past version of her on the screen. She was smiling and nuzzled right into Beca's neck as they both slow danced their first time as a married couple.
"Mom," Beca was starting to feel sick.
"Oh hush. Let's just watch it for five minutes and then we'll turn it off." Barb looked over at both of them and smiled.
Beca frowned as she watched the screen, watched how happy they both looked. She was thankful when the dance was over and everyone was going on about their nights, dancing and talking with one another.
Beca couldn't stop herself from smiling as she saw Aubrey in the background yelling at her. She remembered exactly what she was telling her, how if she ever hurt Chloe; she would cut off every limb on her body one by one.
-September 2014-
"Got it?" Aubrey glared at Beca.
Beca rolled her eyes and smirked at the blonde. "Aubrey, you have nothing to worry about. I won't do anything to hurt Chloe, not now and not ever." She reassured her.
Aubrey went to reply but closed her mouth when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Bre, as much as I love you, may I have a minute with my wife please?" A beautiful Chloe stood behind her best friend, smiling.
"Of course," Aubrey nodded. She then looked back at Beca and brought her two fingers up to her eyes, indicating she would be watching her.
"You looked like you could use the rescuing, thought I could use it as an excuse to come and see you." Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and pulled her forward.
"You never need an excuse to come and see me," Beca smiled. She closed her eyes as she leaned forward and kissed her wife. Chloe smiled against Beca's lips.
"I love you so much, it's ridiculous." Chloe sighed as they both pulled back.
Beca smiled and pushed a strand of hair from Chloe's face. "It's not ridiculous, it's radical." She smirked.
"You're impossible," Chloe giggled.
"No, I'm impossibly and hopelessly in love with you," Beca correct her.
"You know, I can't believe how happy I am." Chloe blushed. "I mean, I am so happy Beca. It feels unreal, like this is all just a dream and tomorrow I'm going to wake up and you won't exist."
Beca shook her head. "Tomorrow when you wake up, I'll be beside you. I'll be holding you in my arms, kissing the back of your neck, tightening my hold on you…because no matter how close I am to you, it never feels close enough." Beca corrected her.
Chloe had no words to say to Beca that would describe how she felt. Instead, she grabbed her once again and kissed her deeply. Their hands tightened around one another's frames as their lips moved in sync. Chloe pulled back smiling at Beca.
"I love you so much Beca Mitchell." Chloe whispered.
"I love you even more, Chloe Mitchell." Beca smiled as she heard the words escape her mouth.
"I'll never get tired of hearing that, Chloe Mitchell." Chloe sighed.
"You two are so cute it's killing me!" Beca looked behind Chloe into the video camera and rolled her eyes.
"Dave, get the hell out of here." She whined.
"No way, he knows if he misses any of these cute moments I'm going to end his life." Barb came from behind him, smiling.
"Mom," Beca whined.
"Oh calm down, I just wanted to get a close up of the newlyweds." Barb rolled her eyes at her daughter.
"Why can't you have a normal video camera like everyone else? Why do you insist on keeping this antique piece of crap around?" Beca groaned as she stuck her hand in front of the camera.
"Just because it's twenty years old doesn't make it a piece of crap, Beca. Let me ask you something. Twenty years from now when you still have Chloe around, will that make her a piece of crap because she's older and because she's still around?" Barb asked.
Beca shook her head and looked over at Chloe. "Never, Chloe and I will be married for the rest of our lives and even when we're eighty years old, she'll still feel brand new to me." She smiled when she saw her wife blushing.
"So then leave my antique video camera the hell alone!" Barb shot out, ruining the moment. Chloe laughed and shook her head at her new family and how ridiculously amazing they were.
-Present 2019-
Chloe stared at the TV screen, feeling tears come from her eyes when she heard what Beca had said. She went to wipe them away, but before she could there was already another hand doing it for her. She looked over at Beca, who also had tears in her eyes. They both frowned at one another, feeling heartbroken and for the first time, both witnessing the other feeling just as heartbroken. Without really thinking twice, both women stared deep into each other's eyes as they slowly leaned forward. Their eyes closed as their lips brushed against each other. They both in sync closed the tiny amount of distance left between them, and kissed. It came natural, it was initiated by both and most of all, for the first time in a long time, it wasn't for show. It was real.