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Chapter 9

Beca and Chloe got out of the car to be met with hundreds of blinding flashing lights from the cameras that lined their walkway. Beca waited until the redhead was next to her then she signaled for three bodyguards to come and hold off all the reporters while they entered the building. It was lively and jam-packed full of people, music was blasting from the speakers and sets of colored lights were bouncing off the walls. There was raised platform above all the dancers where a DJ was spinning for the night and a bar that ran along the whole length of the wall. It was decorated with white booths and stalls around the perimeter with green and pink LED lights running along the underside of the tables.

Beca led Chloe through the swarms of sweaty bodies and towards the back of the club where there was a bouncer guarding a red velvet rope, as soon as the brunette came into full view he nodded his head and opened up the rope to let the two climb up a narrow staircase that winds around until they reach a new floor that overlooks the entire club floor. It had its own dance floor and bar and towards the back was a booth where Jesse, CR, Emily, and Flo were taking shots and a pile of empty bottles and glasses were pushed to the side, they had clearly been here for a while.

When the group saw their boss and the redhead a loud cheer erupted from the booth,

"Hey boss, you're late. We have been having so much fun," Jesse slurred as he attempted to stand up but immediately fell back down into his seat, with the group just laughing at him.

"Well you guys clearly have been here for a while, which means I have some catching up to do," Beca said with a laugh as she walked over to the bar with Chloe right behind her.

"Hey," Beca said getting the bartender's attention, "Can I have a Manhattan please?" Beca turned to Chloe and studied her for a while, "You look like a vodka and coke kinda girl, am I right?"

Chloe's face turned to very confused to a wide smile, "Perfectly accurate actually,"

The bartender went off to prepare the girls drinks, leaving the two of them alone to talk.

"So VIP then?" Chloe shouted over the music.

"Only the best," Beca replied with her ever-present smirk, "What do you think of the place?"

"Yeah, it's really nice. It's fresh and new, something different to what I normally end up seeing,"

"I'll make sure to let the boss know," Beca replied with a wink.

The bartender had returned with their drinks, they thanked him and Beca told him to just put the orders on her tab. The girls walked back over to the table filled with their now very drunk co-workers.

"So Becaw, what are you so late? You are never normally this late to our drinking nights." Jesse said his head slightly swaying.

"Well if you haven't realized Jess I have a company to run and funnily enough it won't do it by itself. Plus, I had to talk with this one," Beca said gesturing towards Chloe.

"Guilty," Chloe replied with.

"So Emily, when did you start writing? 'Cause that song you and CR produced today was really great. I don't think I would have even expected my songwriters to come up with all that in just one afternoon," Beca said sipping on her drink.

"Well back when I was in high school I used it as a way of releasing stress. It really helped to just pour all of my emotion onto a page and turn it into something, then after school I would go into the music department and use the instruments to practice my songs on,"

"Well, I'm very glad that you decided to share your words with the world. You never know this song could be the making of you, both of you," directing her gaze to both the women in front of her.

Both women seemed to automatically sober up at the brunette's words, it really could be the making of them. All their dreams coming true. I guess this is exactly what the song was about, achieving your dreams.

A few drinks in and the group were all dancing on VIP dance floor that had since become very crowded, and it was safe to say that they were all quite drunk except Beca who was unusually sober, she had felt the sudden urge to limit herself to only two drinks. She had to admit she wasn't completely sure why but she just had a small gut feeling that something would happen and she wouldn't need to be intoxicated if or when it did.

Beca and Chloe were dancing fairly closely, not that she was complaining or anything, and it was very obvious that the redhead was way past her limit, and in all honesty it was quite hilarious to see her in this state especially as it was the girls first day, however Beca did feel a tad guilty letting her get that drunk. They were both swaying to the music Chloe in front of Beca and Beca's hands lightly holding onto the redhead's waist to hold her stable so she wouldn't collapse onto the floor. Beca had to admit the girl was a great dancer her hips moving in time with the music blaring out across the club.

"Hey Becs," Chloe whispered into Beca's ear her words slurring a bit but how she heard it she didn't know, "I'm having a really great time,"

Beca smiled at Chloe's attempts to speak a full sentence, "Well so am I," she replied holding the girl firmly by the waist, "but you're really drunk right now, I don't think you're going to remember any of this,"

"I'm not drunk, you're just blurry," Chloe said with a giggle Beca couldn't help return with a small, "You know my boyfriends going to be really mad if he finds out I'm this drunk," Chloe whispered again.

Beca's smile instantly faltered and she dropped her hands from Chloe's waist, she excused herself to go to the bathroom, her whole world just seemed to stop at those two words 'my boyfriend'. Of course, she had a boyfriend you idiot, have you seen her, she's perfect; funny, intelligent, beautiful, kind anyone would be lucky to have her in her life and Beca had only known her for a few days. A few days. Those words stuck with her, and she being Beca Mitchell, she decided that she couldn't have feelings for her. Beca doesn't fall in love, she is a badass producer who creates killer tracks day and night, she couldn't have any feelings for someone at work.

Beca went to the nearest place where she guessed wouldn't be crowded with people, the bathroom. Luckily, there was one on the VIP floor so she wouldn't have to go down the stairs and through the masses of people when she entered there was no-one in there that she could see so she just stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself. Why? Why did the one girl that Beca had taken any remote interest have to have a boyfriend who was probably handsome and generous, kind and had one of those well-paying jobs like an accountant or something like that? Beca couldn't have been further from the truth.

Back outside, Chloe was still dancing on the floor, she was incredibly drunk and didn't really have any sense of mind in what she was doing, but she noticed Beca had disappeared and hadn't been back in a while so made her way down to the bar to see if she was there. It took her awhile to make her way through the sweaty bodies of the other dancing people all dancing along to the music all probably drunk off their minds, by the way, most of them were acting.

When Chloe finally managed to make her way to the bar she still hadn't found the brunette. She sat down on one of the bar stools and had a look around to see if she could see her, but with the darkness of the club, masses of bodies, and the fact she was drunk she wasn't having any luck.

Beca was currently still in the bathroom, her head was all over the place, she knew it was wrong to like someone that she'd only just met, but there was just something about the redhead that Beca was drawn to. For the majority of her adult life she had only been focused on work and now some girl had come in and completely messed with her head, she'd felt like this before and she didn't know what to do, and the singular fact that Chloe had a boyfriend should make Beca turn away and ignore the feeling she had but it only seemed to enhance them, and she was stepping into dangerous territory and she knew if she didn't get out now she never would. The only problem, she might already be in too deep.

Chloe was still sitting at the bar when two men came and sat next to her, they were probably in their late thirties. The closest one to her was wearing a black suit jacket, white shirt, and black trousers, and the second one was wearing beige trousers and a navy blue dress shirt. Both were good-looking but the way they were looking at Chloe was beginning to unsettle her, she continued looking over the crowd for any sign of the producer, but a voice of one of the men caused her to turn,

"Can I get you a drink?"

Chloe turned and decided to politely decline, "I'm fine, thank you though,"

"Oh come on, one drink won't hurt you," the second one said as he walked around and stood on the other side of Chloe almost boxing her in.

"Honestly, I'm fine thank you,"

The man in the suit jacket lightly run his fingertips down Chloe's arm in which she flinched at his touch feeling increasingly uncomfortable. Her eyes darted to the dancing crowd trying to find anyone that she knew that could help her out of this situation. Chloe got up in hope that she could just walk away from this situation, but as she did the men got up and put an arm around her waist forcing her to sit down, Chloe's mind was racing she clearly wasn't thinking straight from the alcohol and she had no clue what she was supposed to do so she decided to just go along with what the two men were saying praying she could keep them talking long enough that she could find someone to help her.

"So what are your names?"

The guy in the navy spoke first, "I'm Jack," he stated, Chloe turned towards the other guy, "Max," he simply said.

"So about that drink, what can we get you?" Jack said his hand getting increasingly close to hers so she just moved it to her lap.

"I'll just have a gin and tonic please," Chloe said kindly, she was sober enough to know that nothing good could come of this so decided against ordering any more hard liquor.

"Boo, come on girl, have a proper drink," Jack said. He called over the bartender, "hey, can I have three shots of Vodka over here please?" The bartender nodded and went over to prepare the drinks.

Chloe noticed Max had been awfully quiet during the conversation and was quite scared of what was happening, he then suddenly spoke up causing the redhead to slightly hump in her seat.

"You're very pretty you know," he said coming in close and brushing a strand of the red hair behind her hair, and a smile appeared on his face, one that looked like he was a predator and he was about to catch his prey.

"T-t-thank you," Chloe managed to stutter out just as the bartender returned with their drinks. Jack passed one down to Max. Chloe took a quick look round the club once again trying to find anyone and once again finding no one but as she did she didn't notice Jack slip something from a small bottle into her drink.

"Here you go," Jack said a wide smile on his face handing Chloe the glass, "bottoms up," he said and all three downed the shots.

Beca had re-emerged from the bathroom deciding that she should at least go and have a bit of fun and not dwell on her feelings for the redhead anymore for the night. She fixed her hair and began heading through the masses of bodies but then she saw a flash of red, Chloe. She tried to look away but she couldn't keep her eyes off her, and as a few people began to move she saw that Chloe was sitting with two guys and her heart seemed to drop even further than it already had, but then she saw the small container that the guy was putting into a drink, he looked around before making sure no-one had seen him, then he turned back to the drink and poured it in.

Beca instantly began pushing bodies out the way to make her way to Chloe as she watched her down the glass and time just seemed to stop, Beca held her breath fear taking over her entire body. Every movement seemed to take forever but Beca finally got over to the bar, and as she saw the two men she grabbed one of Max by the collar and pinned him against the wall, she had an incredible amount of strength for such a small person he tried to struggle but she just held him tighter, and he started to whimper in pain,

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Beca near shouted in his ear, she got no response but didn't realize that a very scared Chloe was standing behind her and that Jack had already run off.

"You think that you can do that to people, well news flash you can't and if I ever catch you in any one of my clubs again I will personally make your life hell, understand?" Beca said Max nodded and Beca gestured for the head bouncer Luke, to come and escort him out the building.

"Make sure he never has access to any of the clubs again," Luke nodded and grabbed Max's hands and dragged him out the building. Beca ran her hand through her hair in stress before her mind flashed to Chloe. Chloe, where the hell was she? Beca turned around and saw Chloe standing there with fear written over her face she looked as if she was on the verge of tears. So Beca just stepped forward and held her.

Chloe immediately gripped onto the producer tight and didn't let go, but her head was beginning to feel sore and she felt like she was going to collapse.

"Beca," she whispered before her body went limp in the brunette's arms.

Beca felt the redhead drop in her arms knowing the girl had collapsed, she cursed under breath,

"Shit," she picked Chloe up in her arms and pushed her way through the crowd Luke spotted them from afar, and judging by the look of panic on the girls face he got the valet to pull Beca's car around the back so she could get home without the press attacking her. As Beca got closer, Luke gestured the back door in which she nodded in thanks. She managed to reach the private car park that was thankfully free of any lurking reporters.

Beca opened up the car door and slipped Chloe into the chair and put her seatbelt trying to make her as comfortable as possible before running round to the drivers' side and driving off into the night.

Beca made a decision to take Chloe back to hers, so she could take care of her. So much for getting Chloe out of her head.

Beca returned back to her apartment in record time pretty sure she had broken the speed limit multiple times. She had rushed Chloe from the car into the elevator and time couldn't have gone slower for her it seemed to take forever to reach her floor but when the 'ping' signaled her destination she rushed out.

Once she entered her apartment Beca walked to one of the spare bedrooms and lay her own the sheets. She decided to undress her, for comfort needs, and put her in an oversized t-shirt and put her in the covers making sure she was comfortable before closing the door softly and heading back to her own room.

Beca had changed and was currently laying in her bed replaying the events of the night and she sighed to herself, and she knew at that moment that she had gone in too deep. And there was no turning back.

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