The ride back to Beca's house was terribly silent and long. Chloe wanted to talk, she just didn't know what to say. There was so many things she wanted to tell Beca and so many things she wanted to ask her, but she just didn't know how to say it all. The music in the car was turned on and Chloe was happy that it was. It provided her with a distraction. A way to keep herself from asking a million questions. Ever so often, she would glance over at Beca who was so cute and focused when she was driving, but still not too focused to sing softly along to the music. That was one of the things that Chloe had always loved about Beca, no matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, Beca always sang along to whatever music was playing.
"So, here we are." Beca said as she parked.
"Wow…" Chloe whispered as she looked up at the house, a beautiful two story house with a small garden outfront.
"Yeah… It's a pretty great place." Beca said. "C'mon, I'll show you the inside." Beca got out of the car and grabbed Chloe's bags.
"I can carry my own bags, Beca." Chloe chuckled.
"Forget it. You're a guest." Beca smiled as she opened the door to the house and let Chloe inside.
"Wow." Chloe said again. The house was even more beautiful inside. She ran her finger over one of the picture frames with a Barden Bellas picture in it. Chloe instantly recognized that the picture was from when they won the Acapella World Championships in Copenhagen against the stupid german group. Next to it, a picture from one of her and Beca's first dates. "You kept this?" Chloe asked softly as she looked at the picture. It had always been her favourite picture of her and Beca.
"Well, yeah." Beca shrugged. "Our relationship meant a lot to me."
"Then why did you leave?" Chloe whispered. She didn't want to look at Beca.
"Chlo…" Beca sighed. "You know why I left. I had to go." She said. "I had to focus on my own life and my own career."
"I know…" Chloe said. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought that up."
"It's fine, Chlo." Beca smiled slightly. "C'mon. I'll show you the rest of the house."
Beca showed Chloe every room in the house, including her own bedroom, the guestroom and the soundproofed recording studio that she had set up. Chloe studied every room like she would have to recreate it from memory. She just wanted to remember everything about Beca's life when she left.
"Thank you for letting me stay here." Chloe said softly.
"It's no big deal." Beca said. "I have enough room, so there's no reason for you to stay at a hotel." She went into the kitchen and made them both a cup of coffee. Chloe sat down on the couch, waiting for Beca. When she came back, Beca sat on the other end of the couch and handed Chloe her coffee.
"So, how have you been, Becs?" Chloe asked.
"Well, pretty good. It took awhile for something to happen in my career and the first year I basically just played on the streets and wherever someone would book me. I played a lot of children parties." Beca chuckled. "At one of the parties, I met a producer who promised to help me put out my first single. It just turned out that he wasn't as big of a deal as he said, so the song basically took me nowhere. I started posting my music on youtube and suddenly another producer contacted me and we ended up creating my newest song and it just took off. They play it on the radio." She said proudly.
"I know, I heard it." Chloe said softly. "It's amazing, Beca."
"Thanks." Beca smiled. "I wanted the first song that I put out to really mean something." She looked over at Chloe. "I-uh… I actually wrote shortly after I moved here… It's about you…" Beca said softly.
"Wait, are you serious? You wrote a song about me?" Chloe asked.
"I wrote more than one." Beca said.
"Can I hear one?" Chloe asked carefully. She didn't want to overstep any boundaries and maybe Beca never wanted her to hear them.
"Sure…" Beca nodded. She stood up, grabbed a USB stick from her desk and handed it to Chloe. "This is the demo videos that I sent the producer. They're all filmed the studio upstairs."
"Thanks." Chloe smiled. She looked down at the USB stick labeled with 'SONGS FOR HER'
"I'm actually considering naming the first album that." Beca said. "Because, as my producer pointed out, I can't seem to write a song that isn't about you."
"Becs…" Chloe whispered. "It's been almost 3 years… Are you still writing about me?"
"Yes…" Beca nodded. "But it's not all sad and edgy anymore. There are songs about the good times we've had." She said.
"I don't know what to say to this…" Chloe whispered. "Do you want us to be together again?"
"I…" Beca took a deep breath. "I don't know…"
"Well, if you're gonna keep writing songs about me, you're gonna have to figure it out." Chloe said. "I'm pretty tired, so I'm gonna go to bed now." She stood up with the USB in her hand. "Good night, Beca." She walked upstairs to the guest room and began unpacking her suitcase. The truth was, she wasn't all that tired, she just really needed to get away from Beca right now. The girl had been writing songs about her for 3 years. It was beginning to feel strange. Chloe felt like she had to throw up, but kept it down. She grabbed an old hoodie, her laptop and headphones before she laid down in the bed. Chloe connected the USB and opened the first video labeled 'The lonely'. When the video started, Chloe saw Beca sitting in the studio behind a piano.
"My name is Beca Mitchell, and this song is called 'The Lonely'." She smiled slightly into the camera as she began to play
2am; where do I begin
Crying off my face again
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed
I'm the ghost of a girl that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
Too afraid to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night
Cause the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me till I fall asleep
I'm the ghost of a girl that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me
And the lonely
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again
When the song ended, Beca looked up at the camera again. She gave a small smile before the video ended.
Chloe closed the video and wiped away a tear that had made it's way down her its way down her cheek. She was almost afraid to open the next one, but at the same time, she wanted to see what Beca had made. She wanted to see what she had inspired.
The next video opened with the same shot with Beca sitting behind a piano. "My name is Beca Mitchell, and this song is called 'Sorry'." She said before she started playing
I've missed your calls for months it seems
Don't realize how mean I can be
'Cause I can sometimes treat the people
That I love like jewelry
'Cause I can change my mind each day
I didn't mean to try you on
But I still know your birthday
And your mother's favorite song
So I'm sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
I run away when things are good
And never really understood
The way you laid your eyes on me
In ways that no one ever could
And so it seems I broke your heart
My ignorance has struck again
I failed to see it from the start
And tore you open 'til the end
And I'm sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind
And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe that anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind
And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
And someone will love you
Someone will love you
Someone will love you
But someone isn't me
When the song ended, Beca moved her hands away from the piano like it had burned her. "Thank you for listening to my demo." She said before the video ended.
Chloe could see the tears in Beca's eyes as she played, which just send her over the edge. She let her emotions run free as tears streamed down her cheeks. Chloe slowly got up from the bed and walked through the hall to Beca's bedroom. She knocked a few times before opening the door. "You really wrote those about me?" She asked.
"Yeah." Beca nodded as she sat up in the bed. "I wrote both of them a few months after I moved here." She said softly.
"They're beautiful, Becs." Chloe sat down on the bed, looking over at Beca.
"Thank you." Beca smiled slightly. She reached over and dried away the tears that had fallen from Chloe's eyes.
Chloe leaned forward and let her lips linger over Beca's. Everything inside her was screaming at her to stop. She was vulnerable and had just gotten out of a relationship. This was the first time in three years that they were seeing each other and Chloe just knew that this was wrong and that she would regret it, but she needed to feel Beca's warmth and her soft lips again.
"Chlo…" Beca whispered. Their lips touched slightly when she spoke.
"Shhh…" Chloe whispered before she closed the distance between them. She kissed Beca deeply and it didn't take long for Beca to reciprocate the kiss. Beca pulled Chloe onto her lap and tangled her hands in Chloe's hair. A few seconds later, Chloe slowly pulled away. "Wow…" She whispered. "I had almost forgotten how good that is." She smiled a little. "I-uh. I should probably go back to the guest room." Chloe said as she got up.
"Or, you could stay in here with me." Beca suggested. "I mean, only if you want to."
"I would love to." Chloe said. She walked over to the other side of the bed and got under the covers. When Beca turned around to face her, Chloe moved closer, putting her head on Beca's chest.
"I missed you." Beca whispered.
"I missed you too." Chloe smiled softly.
"I don't know if she told you, but I actually had Aubrey send me updates on how you were doing." Beca said.
Chloe lifted her head and looked at Beca. "Seriously? What did she tell you?"
"Well, she told me that you got a boyfriend and then just a few days ago she told me that you broke up with him. She told me that he was an ass who didn't treat you right...Is that true?" Beca asked.
"Yeah…" Chloe nodded. "He was an ass. Used to come home drunk and yell at me for not wanting to sleep with him.." She sat up and pulled her sleeves up to reveal bruises on her arms.
"Did he do this?" Beca asked. "Why didn't you leave him?"
Chloe nodded. "Yes, he did." She looked over at Beca. "I was afraid that he would hurt me even more. I ran away to Aubrey's place one time after a fight and when I got home again, he was so mad and aggressive. He hit me multiple times and split my lip and broke two of my ribs. While I was crying and trying to get away from him, he pinned me down and raped me. I convinced myself that I had done something wrong and that it was alright for him to come home drunk and make me have sex with him. I found out how wrong I was, the day before I broke up with him. We were supposed to go see his parents and when I told him that I didn't want to go, he yelled at me. When I yelled back, he hit me. I shut up and came with him to go see them. I broke up with him in their house because I knew that he wouldn't do anything when they were home." Chloe took a deep breath.
"I had no idea that it was so bad." Beca said softly. "Luckily, you're alright now and you never have to see him again."
"Well, about that…" Chloe bit down on her lover lip. "I should probably tell you something."
"What is it?" Beca asked as she sat up.
"I'm pregnant…"