Chapter 21: Not What You Expected

Chloe's heart sank when she saw Chicago look her way after putting on the Georgia Bulldogs hat. As soon as their eyes met, Chloe wanted to look away from him but was unable to do so. All she could do was look at her boyfriend with disappointment on her face and in her eyes.

As soon as everyone was excused from the gymnasium to go back to class, Chloe made a beeline for the exit. She got out before the rest of the student body and stormed past her locker, not bothering to grab any of her stuff. Chloe just kept on walking, making her way out of the school and towards the student parking lot.

Beca watched the redhead storm out of the gym and then looked at Chicago. When her best friend looked back at her, the brunette just shrugged her shoulders. She wanted to say "I told you so" but decided not to, knowing that wasn't what he wanted to hear. Instead, the brunette went over to him and congratulated him before heading to first period.

Back in the parking lot, Chloe sat in her car debating whether or not to skip school for the rest of the day. How could he do this? Why would he lie to me? She thought, feeling tears well up in her eyes. The young girl instantly wiped them away, not wanting to cry. She just couldn't get over the fact that Chicago had kept something as big as this from her.

A million thoughts were running through Beca's brain as she walked to her first period class. Yes, she was happy for Chicago, but she wasn't happy that he hadn't told Chloe about Georgia even after she had told him numerous times to do so. After seeing the redhead's reaction, the brunette couldn't help but feel a little guilty inside for not telling her the truth. It wasn't your job to tell her, Beca. Don't blame yourself for this. It's not your fault, she told herself.

After the assembly, Chicago was excused for the first half of the school day to do press interviews about his decision to go to Georgia with some of Seattle's local news stations. While he answered the same questions over and over, the boy couldn't help but think about Chloe. He knew he had fucked up big time. You should've just told her. Now, you've created a whole big mess that could've been avoided if you didn't hide the truth from her. Chicago sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, trying not to let this ruin his big day.

Chloe had decided to go to her last few classes of the day just so she could get her mind off of what had happened this morning at the assembly. When the final bell rang, the redhead stopped at her locker and put some books away that she wouldn't need until tomorrow. She then began walking quickly towards the exit, wanting to avoid her boyfriend at all costs. Unfortunately, she ran into him as she was walking in the parking lot. "Chloe!" Chicago called out, walking faster so he could catch up to her. However, the redhead started walking faster as well and acted like she hadn't heard him.

The redhead continued to walk, not wanting to look at him or talk to him as she made her way to her car. When she unlocked the doors and threw her stuff in the backseat, Chicago finally caught up to her. "I don't want to talk to you right now, Chic," she said.

"I know that you don't want to talk to me right now, but please give me a chance to explain," Chicago said, practically pleading with the redhead.

"Oh, so now you want to explain everything," Chloe said, shutting the car door and then turning around to face her boyfriend. She crossed her arms and waited for him to start talking. "Well, here's your chance, so explain to me why you didn't tell me about this."

"I'm sorry, Chlo. I tried to tell you so many times, but the words just wouldn't come out," Chicago said, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm really sorry, babe. I didn't mean to keep this from you."

Chloe shook her head, tearing up as Chicago kept apologizing. "The words just wouldn't come out? That's your excuse?" She said, shaking her head as a few tears fell from her cheeks. "That's the lamest fucking excuse I've ever heard."

"But it's true," Chicago said. "I tried to tell you, but I couldn't. Every time I tried, I chickened out because I knew you'd be upset."

"Yeah, you're damn right that I'd be upset," Chloe said, getting angrier by the second. "But you wanna know something, Chic? I would've gotten over it, and we could've worked through it together. But instead I had to watch you sign with some other school when you promised me that you were signing with NYU!" She said, now crying. "You lied to me, Chic. I've always been honest with you. I've told you everything. I've given you all of my heart, and this is what I get in return?"

"I made a mistake, okay? Not telling you about Georgia was one of the stupidest things I've ever done. I'm sorry, Chloe. How many times do I have to say that for you to believe me?" Chicago asked, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"This is the second time that you've hidden some major secret from me, Chic," Chloe stated, crossing her arms. "First, you wouldn't tell me why I wasn't allowed to hang out with Beca. And now, you've lied to me about signing with Georgia," she continued, not caring that people walking by could hear their conversation. "I do believe that you're sorry about not telling me, so you don't have to keep apologizing. But I can't pretend like you didn't lie to me because I've now been lied to multiple times in both of the relationships I've been in."

Chicago looked down at the ground and put his hands in his pockets. "I don't know what else to say. I did mean to tell you about Georgia. I guess I just…" he trailed off, pausing for a few moments before finishing his sentence. "I guess I just didn't want you to break up with me."

For a moment, the two of them stood there in silence, trying to figure out what exactly was happening in that moment. "You knew how sensitive I was after finding out that Tom lied to me, but that didn't stop you from keeping the truth from me, twice." Chloe said, shaking her head. "You know, if you had been honest with me, I would've been open to trying long distance with you. I would've made an effort to try make it work. But now…" Chloe stopped, looking down and wiping more tears as they fell down her cheeks. "Now I look at you and I see someone else. I see a complete stranger."

As Chicago listened to Chloe speak, tears welled up in his eyes and a couple threatened to fall. He quickly blinked them away and cleared his throat. "So this is it? You're just gonna throw our whole relationship away because I made a mistake?" He asked.

"You lying to me about this wasn't a mistake, Chicago. You did this on purpose because you thought it would keep us together longer," Chloe said, shaking her head. "You make a mistake once, not over and over again." She then began to cry even harder as she said her next words. "You broke my heart, Chic, just like Tom did," she stated, looking him dead in the eyes. "We're done."

"Chloe, please don't do this," Chicago said, cupping her face with his hands and looking deeply into her teary eyes. "I promise I won't lie to you again."

"How can I believe you? You broke my trust more than once, Chic. I gave you another chance and you blew it. I can't trust you anymore," Chloe said, avoiding eye contact with Chicago.

"I love you, Chloe. How can you just give up on that? How can you just give up on me?" Chicago asked, now practically begging on his knees. "Do you not love me any-"

"You think I'm doing this because I don't love you anymore?" Chloe asked, pushing him away from her. "I love you so much that it hurts when you're not around," she told him. "I just can't be with someone is keeps things like this from me. I love you, Chic, but I can't do this anymore. It's over. We're done," she said firmly, turning around and getting inside her car. Rain clouds started to move in overhead as the redhead began driving away from Chicago.

Chicago stood there and watched Chloe drive away, overwhelmed by a feeling of numbness. He stood there for quite some time as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. Finally, the boy went to his car and drove home, heading straight to his room without saying a single word once he got there.

Chloe pulled into her driveway and ran into her house as fast as she could. The rain had started pouring down like crazy once she had pulled onto her street. She ended up getting soaked while running to her house, but she didn't really care. It wasn't like her day could get much worse than it already was.

The redhead went up to her room and locked the door behind her before stripping out of her wet clothes and changing into some loose sweatpants and a oversized pajama shirt. She then flopped down onto her bed, hugged one of her pillows and closed her eyes. Her heart ached as she tried to forget about what had happened that day. The young girl began to sob into her pillow, not caring if anyone heard her.

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the redhead's door. "Chloe? Are you okay in there?" Her mother asked with a concerned voice.

"What does it sound like?" Chloe asked, not moving from where she was on the bed. "I'm a complete mess and I want to be left alone!"

"Okay. I'll let you know when dinner's ready," Cindy replied before she went back downstairs, knowing that letting Chloe have some alone time was the best thing to do.

Chloe continued to cry into her pillow, heartbroken from her breakup. She unable to keep from sobbing as the rain pounded against her window. The redhead looked up for a moment and saw the picture frame of her and Chicago on her bedside table. She quickly pushed it off of the table and went back to crying. There was no antidote for a breakup except for time, and Chloe knew that getting over Chicago was going to take awhile.

A little while later, Chloe got up to grab a box of tissues and saw Beca's car pull into her driveway. The redhead watched from her window as the brunette got out of her car and then opened her trunk to get her backpack. She probably knows about the breakup by now. Then again, who doesn't? People probably started spreading rumors as soon as it happened, Chloe thought to herself.

Beca slung her backpack over her shoulder and grabbed her umbrella, shutting the trunk of her car and then walking into her house. The brunette stopped outside of the door for a moment, debating on whether or not she should check on Chloe. She then opened the door and walked inside, knowing that the redhead would let her know when she was ready to talk. She hadn't heard about the breakup yet, but she figured that Chloe probably wasn't speaking to Chicago.

Beca closed the door behind her, smiling when she heard footsteps running down the stairs and to the front of the house. "Hey guys," she said, chuckling when Henry and Hailee ran up to her and hugged her. "How was school today?" She asked.

"I painted a rainbow!" Hailee said excitedly as she handed Beca her painting.

"And I painted a volcano!" Henry said, handing Beca his painting as well. "We painted these for you, Beca!" He told her with a proud smile on his face.

"Thanks so much, you guys. I'll be sure to hang these on my wall," Beca said with a big smile on her face. "I'm gonna go put these in my room and then we can play whatever board game you want to. Does that sound good?"

The twins both nodded and then ran into the other room to pick out a board game while Beca went upstairs to her room. She hung the two paintings on her wall and put her backpack on her bed before she walked over to her window. The brunette could see Chloe laying on the bed through the window, and while the heavy rain outside was obstructing her view, Beca didn't need to see the redhead's face to know that she was a mess. The girl really wanted to go over there and comfort her friend, but she felt that it was best to let Chloe decompress on her own for awhile. Besides, the redhead would call or text her if she needed her.

Beca then got changed into one of her basketball sweatshirts and some loose jogger sweatpants before going downstairs to play with the twins. "Alright, what board game have you guys picked out?" Beca asked as she joined Henry and Hailee in the living room.

"Candy Land!" Hailee said enthusiastically as Beca sat down on the couch with her and her brother.

"Great choice," Beca said with a smile. "Let's play!" The three then got comfortable on the couch and began playing the game, the rain outside continuing to pour down.

About halfway through the game, Henry paused for a moment when it was his turn. "Where's Chloe? Wasn't she gonna come over and play with us too?" He asked.

"She's going through some rough stuff right now," Beca stated, choosing her words carefully so the twins would understand. "Chicago wasn't honest with her about something, and she's upset because of it. That's why you should always tell the truth, because lying only leads to more trouble," she told them. Seemingly satisfied with her answer, Henry drew a card and the game continued. Beca was watching Hailee move her pawn when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She took it out and saw a text from Chloe.

Chloe: Can I come over?

Beca: Yeah, of course.

Beca put her phone back in her pocket and looked down at the game board. "It looks like Henry may win this game. He's almost to Candy Castle," the brunette observed.

"Hey, no fair! Henry won last time we played this game," Hailee complained, crossing her arms and making a pouty face.

"There's still time left for you to win, don't worry," Beca said, chuckling at her little sister. "You're not that far behind him. If you pick a green card, you'll be ahead of him." Then, the doorbell rang. "You guys can keep playing. I'm gonna get the door."

Beca went to the door and opened it. When she saw Chloe's face, she knew that the girl had been crying nonstop for the last couple of hours. "Hey, come in. I'll get you something to drink. What do you want?"

Chloe shook her head. "I don't want anything," she said quietly as she walked inside the house. Henry and Hailee looked up from their game when they saw Chloe in the doorway but went back to their game after Beca gestured for them to do so.

The brunette closed the door behind the redhead and took her umbrella, hanging it up on the coat rack. The two girls then went into the other room so they could talk without being interrupted by the twins. They sat there in silence for a moment, Beca not wanting to say anything until Chloe did because she didn't want the redhead to feel pressured into talking.

After a few more moments of silence between the two, Chloe finally spoke up. "I broke up with Chicago," she said simply, looking down so Beca didn't see that tears were welling up in her eyes.

"Shit. I'm so sorry, Chlo," Beca said, leaning over and bringing her into a hug so the girl could just cry it out for a little while. "Do you want to talk about it, or do you want to talk about something else to get your mind off of it?"

"I just don't understand why he lied to me," Choe cried, holding her head in her hands. "Why didn't he tell me the truth? This whole mess could've been avoided if he was honest with me."

"I told him a week ago that he needed to tell you," Beca said, shaking her head as she held Chloe close. "The only reason I didn't tell you is because it was his news to tell, not mine. I wanted you to hear it from him. But for some reason, he didn't have the sack to tell you, and I'm sorry about that," she said, tucking some of Chloe's hair back.

"What made him think that lying to me was his best option?" Chloe thought aloud. "He's already lied to me once before. Surely he'd think twice before doing it again."

"Sometimes the fear of losing someone makes us do stupid things," Beca said with a sigh. The two of them stayed there in each other's arms, Beca letting Chloe get all of her tears out as they sat there on the couch. Beca left the occasional kiss on Chloe's forehead or cheek while just letting the redhead cry for as long as she needed to.

"I really loved him, you know?" Chloe said, sniffling a little. "He was different. At least, I thought he was. But then he turned out to be just like every other guy. He turned out to be just like Tom."

"Hey, look at me," Beca said, turning Chloe's cheek so they were face to face. "Tom was an asshole who only loved the attention he got for being with you. I know for sure that Chicago actually loves you. He looks at you the way I look at you, Chloe," she said, tucking Chloe's hair back again. "And I know for sure he's regretting what he did. That said, you can still hate him as much as you want because what he did was really fucking stupid."

"But I don't hate him," Chloe said, a couple more tears falling down her face. "I still love him. I'm just...I'm just confused and disappointed and heartbroken all at once and I don't know what I'm gonna do without him."

"Well, you're going to be sad for a little while," Beca said, using her thumb to wipe Chloe's tears off of her cheek. "And then you're going to move on, day by day and piece by piece. You're going to New York in August, and you're going to kick ass at Juilliard and probably write some Tony Award winning musical and become best friends with Lin-Manuel Miranda." These words didn't seem to help, however, and Chloe only began to cry harder. Beca then stood up and took Chloe's hand. "Come with me."

"Where are we going?" Chloe asked, standing up and wiping away her tears with her free hand.

"To my room. I have a song that I think might help make you feel better," Beca replied. She then walked into the living room, where Henry and Hailee were almost done with their game of Candy Land. "Chloe and I are gonna go upstairs for a bit, okay? You guys can watch some cartoons when you're done with your game."

The twins nodded and then Beca took Chloe up to her room. Once they were inside, Chloe sat down next to Beca at the bench by her keyboard. "You seem to have a song for every situation."

Beca chuckled. "Well, I never plan on it being that way, but it just so happens that this song is perfect for this situation," she said before turning on the keyboard and taking out some sheet music. Beca then took a deep breath. "This is for you, Chloe."

"One Call Away"- Charlie Puth

"I'm only one call away,

I'll be there to save the day.

Superman got nothing on me,

I'm only one call away.

Call me baby if you need a friend,

I just wanna give you love.

Come on, come on, come on.

Reaching out to you, so take a chance.

No matter where you go,

You know you're not alone.

I'm only one call away,

I'll be there to save the day.

Superman got nothing on me,

I'm only one call away."

Beca looked away from the sheet music and over at Chloe for a moment, smiling softly at the redhead before looking back to the sheet music and going into the second verse of the song.

"Come along with me and don't be scared,

I just wanna set you free.

Come on, come on, come on.

You and me can make it anywhere.

For now, we can stay here for a while

'Cause you know I just wanna see you smile.

No matter where you go,

You know you're not alone.

I'm only one call away,

I'll be there to save the day.

Superman got nothing on me,

I'm only one call away."

Chloe felt her heartbeat get faster and faster as Beca continued to sing the song, her eyes only on the brunette as she sang and played the song flawlessly. All of her thoughts of Chicago faded away, and all she could see or hear or think about was Beca.

The brunette continued to sing the song perfectly, putting all of her heart into it. Every now and then she would look over at Chloe and smile, hoping that the song was helping in some way.

"And when you're weak, I'll be strong.

I'm gonna keep holding on.

Now don't you worry, it won't be long, Darling.

And when you feel like hope is gone,

Just run into my arms.

I'm only one call away,

I'll be there to save the day.

Superman got nothing on me,

I'm only one call away.

I'm only one, I'm only one call away,

I'll be there to save the day.

Superman got nothing on me,

I'm only one call away."

Beca took a deep breath and then turned to look at Chloe, smiling softly. "So, what did you think?" She asked, hoping for a positive response from the redhead. All she got was silence and a blank stare, however, and the brunette started to worry. "Uh, Chloe? Are you good?" She asked, waving her hand in front of the redhead's face.

"Yeah, I'm good," Chloe replied, still gazing at the girl as she tried to figure out what she was feeling at the moment.

"Did you like the song?" Beca asked, still awaiting an answer from the redhead. "I've been working on it for awhile now, and I want to know whether you like it or not," she said, anxiously tapping her foot against the floor.

"Y-yeah, I liked it," Chloe stuttered. "Of course I liked it. I like all of your songs, Becs."

"Are you sure?" Beca asked, eyeing the redhead suspiciously. "If you didn't like it, you can just say so. I won't take it personally or anything."

"Trust me, Beca, I loved it," Chloe stated, her voice more confident this time. She then slipped her hand into Beca's hand, linking their fingers together.

"Okay, I believe you. I just wanted to be sure," Beca said, looking down at their entwined hands and smiling at them softly. She then looked back at Chloe's face, noticing the redhead hadn't really looked away for awhile. Beca couldn't help but notice the way Chloe's eyes flickered from her eyes to lips, over and over again. The brunette really wanted to lean in and close the distance between her and the redhead, but she knew that was a bad idea since she had just broken up with Chicago. "Well, uh, I guess we should probably go back downstairs and make sure the twins aren't running wild," she said awkwardly.

"Yeah, we probably should," Chloe said, looking deeply into Beca's eyes. She smiled and then bit her lip as she felt her need to kiss Beca grow stronger. Chloe took a deep breath, and went for it. She began to lean in slowly, and soon her lips were against Beca's. To the redhead's surprise, she felt the brunette kissing her back. The first kiss didn't last very long, as both girls pulled away with surprised looks on their faces. Beca was the first to lean in again, cupping Chloe's cheek with her free hand and connecting their lips in a second kiss.

Chloe leaned into the kiss, deepening it by letting Beca's tongue inside her mouth. She'd wondered what it was like to kiss Beca sober, and she was finally getting to experience it. Beca's hand wandered down to her waist and pulled the girl close to her, moving her lips to the redhead's neck as the makeout session became a little heated. The brunette began leaving a trail of kisses on the redhead's neck, starting at her jawline and moving her lips down towards her collarbone. Chloe couldn't help but moan and pushed Beca's head down closer to her skin, and that was when the brunette suddenly stopped.

"W-we can't do this. I can't do this," Beca said, moving away from Chloe and facing the other direction. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to comprehend what had just happened. You just kissed Chloe. You just made out with Chloe. You just made out with your best friend's ex-girlfriend, and they broke up a few hours ago. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Chloe was confused at first, wondering why Beca had suddenly pulled away from her. "Why can't we? Don't you want this?" She asked, trying to get Beca to look at her.

"I do want this, it's just-" Beca started.

"It's just what?" Chloe asked, crossing her arms and furrowing her eyebrows a little bit.

"It's just...it's not right," Beca said, looking down at the floor. "You and Chicago haven't even been broken up for a day. I can't do that to my best friend."

The redhead wanted wanted to argue, but she knew that Beca was right. She made a mistake by getting with Chicago right after her breakup with Tom, and she didn't want to make the same mistake again. Despite this, Chloe still wished Beca hadn't pulled away. Instead of making a scene, Chloe just stood up. "I think I should go," she said, zipping up her jacket.

"Yeah," Beca said, standing up as well. "Do you want me to walk with you to your house?"

"No," Chloe said, shaking her head and looking down. "No, it's alright. I'm just next door, it's not like anything worse than what's already happened today is going to happen," she said, unable to stop herself from tearing up.

"Okay," Beca said, looking down and shuffling her feet. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, right?" She said, looking back up at the redhead.

"I honestly don't know if I'm going to go to school tomorrow. I mean, with everything that's happened today? I found out my boyfriend was lying to me, for who knows how long, so I broke up with him. On top of that, I just got rejected by the only other person I have feelings for," she said with a sad chuckle. "So I think I'll just skip tomorrow." The redhead then turned away from Beca and started walking towards the door.

"Well, uh, I hope you feel better. If you ever need me, I'm just one call away. I'll see you around, I guess," Beca replied, sitting back down on the bench by her keyboard and sighing.

"Yeah, I'll see you around," Chloe said, walking out of Beca's room and closing the door behind her. She began crying as she walked down the stairs, grabbing her umbrella from the coat rack and then leaving out of the back door. She quickly snuck back over to her own house, making it to her bedroom in a couple minutes

Beca looked through her window and watched as Chloe walked into her room and closed the door. The brunette felt her heart sink when she saw that the redhead was crying, knowing that it was partly because of her. If only you hadn't pulled away from the kiss, Beca said to herself. Sure, it was the right thing to do, but now Chloe's crying because of you. Way to go, Mitchell.

All Beca wanted was to take back what she'd done. It was wrong, but it had felt so right. Chloe had kissed her, and Beca had kissed her back. It was one of the best kisses, if not the best kiss that Beca had ever experienced, and she hated herself for ending it. Not only had Chloe kissed her, but she told Beca that she had feelings for her, and what did Beca do? She rejected her. Never in a million years did Beca think that she'd be the one turning Chloe down. She looked over into Chloe's room and sighed as she saw that the girl was still crying. The brunette knew this wasn't all of her doing; after all, the redhead had been through a lot that day. She just was mad at herself for being part of the reason that she was upset.

Chloe didn't come to school the next day, and Beca didn't blame her. After everything that happened the day before, it was no wonder that the redhead didn't want to see her or Chicago. Beca didn't say much that day, as she was absorbed in her own thoughts. She barely acknowledged Chicago when she saw him and said very little to Jesse and Benji when she saw them. They knew better than to question her about it, instead letting her brood in solitude like she wanted.

Her mind kept on drifting back to what had happened between her and Chloe the night before: Chloe crying in her arms, her playing the song for Chloe, and the kiss. The kiss had changed everything, and Beca couldn't stop thinking about it. She wished that she hadn't ended it because if she hadn't, she wouldn't be another addition to Chloe's sorrows.

The end of the school day couldn't come soon enough. Beca was ready for the weekend; she needed a couple of days to decompress and fully process the events from that week. Thankfully, she didn't have get homework in any of her classes, so the brunette was able to go straight to her car after the final bell rang.

Chicago saw the brunette heading to her car and chased after her. He needed someone to talk to, and he couldn't think of anyone better to talk to than his best friend. "Beca! Wait up!" He called out, getting her attention just as she opened the driver's side door.

Beca was dreading this conversation. Her mind immediately went back to the kiss that had happened the night before. She took a deep breath and nodded when she saw Chicago. "Hey, Chicago," she said, giving him a quick smile.

"Can I talk to you for a couple minutes?" Chicago asked. "It won't take long, I promise."

"Yeah, sure," Beca said, closing the driver's side door and then leaning back against her car. "What's up?"

Chicago sniffed a couple times before he started talking. "How's Chloe? Have you gotten the chance to talk to her recently?" He asked, fiddling with the strap on his backpack.

"She's okay. I talked to her last night," Beca said, looking down at the ground and putting her hands in her pockets. "She's hurt, Chic. I'm not gonna sugarcoat anything. She really is hurt. She'll get over it eventually, but it's going to be hard. Don't expect her to fall back into your arms, though. She made it pretty clear that she doesn't want to get back together with you."

Beca's words caused a lump to grow in the young boy's throat, and he felt his heart breaking inside of him. She made it pretty clear that she doesn't want to get back together with you. He repeated that sentence over a couple times in his head before nodding. "Yeah, I figured she wouldn't after what I did to her," he said, blinking back a couple of tears. He then cleared his throat. "I'll see you tomorrow at the district championship game," he said, smiling the best he could.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Beca said, smiling and waving at her friend before getting in her car and driving home. As she pulled into her driveway, she saw Chloe planting some flowers in her backyard. The brunette parked her car and took a deep breath, then got out of her car and walked over to the redhead. "Hey," she said, a half-smile on her face.

Chloe turned around and saw Beca standing behind her. Chloe took off her gardening gloves and stood up, facing Beca. "Hi," she said, having trouble looking Beca in the eye. "Did I miss any homework assignments for pottery?" She asked.

Beca shook her head. "Nope. You didn't really miss anything, actually. Barely anyone showed up to class, so we just watched a movie," the brunette answered, noticing how the redhead was avoiding eye contact with her.

"Did I miss anything else?" Chloe asked, taking a sip from her water bottle. "Did you see him?" She asked, referring to Chicago.

Beca nodded her head. "He came up to me after school and asked how you were doing. I told him what you told me last night, and then he nodded and walked away." She said, sticking her hands in her pockets.

"Good," Chloe said, biting her lip. "Is that all you came over here to tell me?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"No, actually. I also wanted to apologize for what happened last night. I hope you're feeling a little better," Beca said, looking down at the ground. She then looked back up at Chloe. "If you need me, I'm always here for you," she added.

"I'm confused. Are you apologizing for kissing me back last night?" Chloe asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Kinda, I guess. I didn't mean to lead you on or anything by kissing you back. I do have feelings for you, Chloe. I just shouldn't have acted on them last night. It wasn't fair to you, and it's not fair to Chicago. I'm sorry that you got hurt because of me," Beca explained.

Chloe looked down at the ground, feeling a lump grow in her throat as she listened to Beca. Tears were threatening to fall, but she couldn't let Beca see that. "It's fine, okay?" Chloe said, even though it wasn't. Her heart was aching more than it ever had in her whole life.

Beca could tell that it really wasn't fine like Chloe said it was, but she didn't say anything about it. She just nodded her head and turned around, starting to walk back towards her house. She then stopped and turned back around. "The district championship game is tomorrow. Having you there would help calm my nerves a lot. If you don't want to come, I understand. I just wanted to let you know."

At first, Chloe hesitated to give Beca an answer. She then wiped her tears and looked up at Beca for the first time in a couple minutes. "I'll be there. The cheerleaders are doing the halftime show anyways, so I'll be there."

Beca smiled softly. "Alright, awesome. I'll see you tomorrow, then. Have a good rest of your day," Beca said, waving at the redhead before turning around and walking into her house.

Chloe stood there and watched as Beca walked into her house, wishing everything that had happened last night between her and Beca had never taken place. The kiss had made everything even more complicated than it already was, and it was tearing Chloe apart inside.

Things seem to be getting a little rough between Beca and Chloe. What do you think about Beca's decision to stop the kiss? And was it the right thing for her to do even though she really, really wants to be with Chloe? Let us know what you think!

Also, what did you guys think of Beca and Chloe's kiss?

Until next time!