Chapter 3

The next morning, Beca was the first one up. She looked down the living room from their 2nd floor and didn't saw Amy or Chloe. She decided to check up on the girls because they haven't spent much time together. The room opposite of hers was Amy's. She opened the door to see Amy snoring while hugging her favorite teddy bear from Bumper.

She walked to the door nearest to the staircase, which was Chloe's. She gently opened the door to see the other comfortable sitting on her bed, singing her heart out.

And I know we're not supposed to talk,

But I'm getting ahead of myself,

I get scared when we're not,

Cause I'm scared you're with somebody else

So, I guess that it's gone,

And I just keep lying to myself,

Oh, I can't believe it.

I miss you, yeah, I miss you,

Though I'm not trying to right now.

It was Julia Michaels' "I Miss You". She knew because she'd sing that when she's alone at hotel rooms at night thinking of Chloe. She even made a remix of it on her MacBook.

She accidentally opened the door widely and Chloe was startled.

"How long have you been there?"

"Not that long. Breakfast?" Beca offered to dial down the awkwardness.

"You owe me a lot, so yes." Chloe looked at her best friend with the kindest eyes.

Beca went down as the other followed. The kitchen was silent as usual but Chloe's eyes were glued to the person she missed entirely. It was only two months but since living together for the past two years, they've been doing almost everything together. They grabbed coffee in the morning. They'll watch shows together because films still bore Beca. Sometimes, they even sleep in one room just to talk about music or anything really.

As she got lost in thought, Beca was handing her her favorite smoothie. She took a long sip and said, "Continue making these and I'll forget what you did." The redhead looked extremely satisfied with what Beca made.

The younger woman simply replied, "Yes ma'am." with her signature smirk. She knew exactly what Chloe wants. It's something she learned slowly throughout 6 years.

"Would you look at that? The lovely couple being all cute during breakfast. You make up real quick as expected. Where's my breakfast, Becs?" The Aussie emerged from the living room and sat beside Chloe.

"Here are your bacon, eggs, and toast. There's coffee over there if you want some." Said Beca as she handed the plate to her other best friend.

"I like guilty Beca. You're nicer and more responsible."

"Aca-scuse me?" Beca gasped.

"Tone it down a notch, short stuff. You're sounding like Aubrey. That's not good."

Chloe enjoyed the banter but she had to get ready for work so she excused herself. "Hey guys, I won't be able to make dinner tonight because Chicago might take me out. Don't worry. I'll grab ice cream on the way home. I'll cook tomorrow." She smiled at the two women who looked confused.

"I didn't know he still existed? A few weeks ago, Chloe said she wasn't feeling him at all? Whoops." Fat Amy announced as she finished her plate.

"She did? I never asked her about him ever since…"

"The kiss." Amy interrupted her. "Obviously. That's the reason you never reached out to her. But it broke her, Becs. You broke her. She wasn't the same in those months. So was I. I had to go out every night to stay sane while Chloe just sat at the couch doing nothing or pretending she's up to something."

Beca felt every bit of guilt running through her body. She wished she knew how to deal with the jealousy she felt.

"I'll cook later. I'm also heading off to work. See you later." She said goodbye to Amy and went on with her routine.