Chapter 6
Chloe's POV
"No. There's no way that's true." Beca whispers, her face slack with shock. I grab her hand absent-mindedly, and she squeezes mine, seemingly aware that I'm in my own world. She's pregnant? I knew she had sex a lot, but… her possibly being pregnant never even came to mind. I thought the puking was some sort of illness, or her organs crashing, but no. I've never been more wrong in my life.
"Actually, with your…" He trails off, seeing the glare we both shoot him, "With your, uh, problem, it's very possible." Beca puts her head in her hands, and I rub her back in slow circles. She starts shaking, and I know she's crying. I want to cry, but I know I have to stay strong for her. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING? is what my brain is screaming at me, but I do my best to ignore it.
"Great. Just great. Of ALL THINGS to be HAPPENING right now!" She stands up and kicks the chair, and it takes all of my strength to pull her back down.
"Beca, please, calm down. It's not his fault. Or the chair's." I whisper in her ear, and she laughs a little at my joke.
"You're right. I'm sorry, Doc. I didn't mean to react like that. I'm just… shocked. I didn't expect this, of all things." He nods, and I go back to rubbing her back.
"You really need to stay away from drugs and alcohol now, Beca. Now more than ever. You have a child growing inside you. Think about that. It could cause some serious complications with the process of being developed." She nods, but I see right through it. I know this is going to be hard on her- on both of us, to be honest.
"Don't worry about her, she'll be ok." I try to say it confidently, but my voice wavers a little bit. Dr. Birch nods, and Beca shoots me a grateful smile.
"Well, you two can go back home now, but be careful, please." Dr. Birch says, and we nod.
"Come on, let's go." I grab her hand, and we walk rather quickly back out toward the car. Once it's in sight, she lets go of my hand and climbs in, curling up into a ball in the passenger seat. I get in on my side and lean over, wrapping my arms around her. She uncurls and latches on to me, sobbing her heart out.
"Well, I guess you were right. There is something wrong with me. I'm even more fucked up than we thought." She laughs a little at her own joke, but I shake my head, not even remotely amused.
"Hey, stop that. We are going to get through this. Together." I kiss her forehead, and her muscles immediately loosen up a little.
"I need to tell the rest of the girls." I nod, knowing she means the Bellas.
"I'll send a message in the group chat to tell them to come over tomorrow." I say, pulling out my phone. Hey guys, come over to my apartment tomorrow around 5. It's urgent. I show Beca the message, and she nods gratefully.
"I love you." She says, and I kiss her cheek, smiling.
"I love you too, Becs. Now let's get out of here." I put my seatbelt on and pull out of the parking lot, heading toward McDonald's.
"Really? Fast food?" Beca asks as I pull in, and I nod.
"I don't know about you, but I'm hungry." I park near the door and open the door, cutting the engine. "I'll be right back, ok?" I lean over and kiss her forehead, and she nods. I climb out of the car and shut the door behind me, turning to blow her a kiss through the window. She rolls her eyes at me, but I know she secretly loves it. The door makes a ding, and everyone looks up at me.
"Uh, hi. Can I get a sausage egg muffin with a hashbrown and orange juice?" The woman behind the counter nods and types it in.
"That'll be $10.68" She says, and I scoff.
"That's really expensive." I say, but I hand the money over.
"I know. That's why I don't ever actually eat here." The girl laughs, and I laugh with her.
"I don't blame you." Someone behind the counter hands me my food, and I go to walk away before I hear something behind me.
"Wait a minute." I turn and look at the girl behind the counter, and she hands me a paper. "Here's my number." She winks at me, and I sigh.
"Look, I'm flattered, really, but I have a girlfriend." It sounds super weird coming out of my mouth, but it feels right too. Her face falls, and I sigh again. "I'm really sorry." I rush out of the building before it gets even weirder, and I open the car door to see Beca asleep. I start the car and pull out, turning the radio down to let her sleep. The car ride is short- I barely finish my food before we get back home. I think about waking Beca up, then decide against it. After I get out of the car, I open her door and pick her up, carrying her into the apartment. I struggle a little to get the door unlocked and opened, but I somehow manage. I lay her down in my bed, covering her up and kissing her forehead lightly. She curls up a little in her sleep, and I just decide to watch her for a minute. I can't believe this is happening. I don't mean the pregnant part- although that's a shock too- I mean the 'she's in love with me' thing. Someone knocks on the door, and Beca sighs and rolls over. I watch long enough to make sure she's still asleep, then go to answer the door.
"What are you doing here?" Stacie's standing at the door with Bella in her arms, and she walks in and sits on the couch.
"I'm in love with Aubrey." She says, and shock ripples through me.
"Wow, really?" I can't help but laugh, and she glares at me. "Oh, you're serious. Why?"
"Her bossiness is kinda sexy." She says, and I gag a little.
"Oh, that's so weird." I manage to choke out, and she rolls her eyes.
"So is you liking Beca." She shoots back, and I freeze.
"Idon'tlikeBecawe'rejustfriends" I say really fast, and Stacie raises one eyebrow at me.
"Uh-huh, sure."
"Is it that obvious?" I ask, and she nods vigorously.
"We all know. Well, all except maybe Beca, since she's kind of blind." She says, and I nod slowly.
"Well, that's, uh, good to know." I rub my forehead, trying to work out the slight headache that's beginning to form. "Anyways, Aubrey?" I ask, and she immediately blushes.
"Yeah, I think I'm gonna ask her out." She replies, and I hear a cough.
"You like Aubrey?" Beca walks out of the hallway and walks over, sitting on my lap. Stacie gives me a shocked look, and I shrug.
"Yeah." Is all I say, and she laughs.
"Damn girl, I didn't think you had it in you!" I go to reply, but Beca cuts me off by covering my mouth with her hand.
"Don't tell anyone, Stace. We wanna tell the group." She says, and she jumps up a little.
"Is that what tomorrow's meeting is for?!" She asks happily, and Beca and I both sigh in unison. "That was cute." She adds, and Beca rolls her eyes.
"Shush it, and you'll see. Now, back to you. Aubrey?"
"Uh, yeah. We have plans to go to the bar tomorrow night, but I'm going to surprise her by taking her to the beach instead. I only have one problem… and that's why I'm here. I need someone to watch Bella."
"Sure!" I say.
"No." Beca says at the same time, and she whips around to give me a dirty look.
"Why not?" I ask, and she just shakes her head. "It'll be good pra-" I cover my mouth with my hand quickly as Beca's glare gets even sharper. "Good practice for if you ever want to have kids someday, in the distant future." I say, and she relaxes a little bit. Stacie eyes us for a minute, then shrugs.
"I'll give you time to think about it, but I need to know by 5 tomorrow." She says, then stands up. Beca stands up so I can walk her to the door, and I smile.
"I'll let you know at the Bella's meeting tomorrow." I reassure her, and she nods.
"Thanks Chloe. See you then." She gives me a one-armed hug, then walks out of the door.
"Good practice?" Beca asks as soon as I shut the door.
"I mean, if you keep the baby, yeah." I say and sit back down on the couch. She crawls back into my lap and leans her head back on my shoulder.
"I don't even know if I want the baby, Chlo." She says, and my breath catches in my throat.
"You're- you're not gonna kill it, are you?" I ask, and she shakes her head.
"Abortion isn't killing, Chloe." She argues, but I shake my head.
"Yes it is! You're murdering a baby inside of you! It has a life, Beca!" I yell, and she flinches back.
"Well, I'm not getting one anyway, so it doesn't matter. I was thinking adoption." A huge sigh of relief comes out of me before I can stop it, and she rolls her eyes.
"You know, I bet one of the Bellas would take it in." I say, and she nods.
"Probably…" She says, leaning back again.
"Do you, uh… do you know who the father is?" The question comes out before I really think about it.
"No Chlo, I don't. I really don't want to talk about this anymore, ok?"
"Ok Becs, sorry." I say, then wrap my arms around her stomach as she turns her face into my neck.
"It's ok, I'd do the same if I were you and you were me." She smiles and kisses my neck lightly.