Chapter 30: The First Goodbye

Beca ran her fingers through her hair and closed her eyes, sighing with frustration. She was currently working on a new song with the laptop that her parents had bought for. The song was almost perfect, the key word being almost. The brunette couldn't figure out what was missing from it, which was why she was so frustrated. Come on, Beca. Think. What does this song need to be complete? She thought to herself. The girl then grabbed her notepad to look over the lyrics over the song, leaning back in her chair as she tried to let the words come naturally. This didn't work, though, so Beca decided to take a break. Just as she was turning off her laptop, her phone started buzzing. She took it out from her pocket and saw that Chicago was calling. The brunette smiled and pressed answer before holding her phone up to her ear. "Hey, Chic. Your timing couldn't be more perfect. I needed a break from this song I'm working on."

"I'm glad I could be of service to you, then," Chicago replied with a chuckle. "What's this new song about, if I may ask? I'm guessing that it's a love song, since that's what almost all of your songs are, but is there a specific subject or something?" He asked.

"I mean, it kinda is a love song, but it's mostly a farewell song for the band when we perform together for the last time in August," Beca answered. "And for the record, Trio has a good mix of songs that have nothing to with love," she added, making Chicago chuckle some more. "So, what's up?"

"Not much. I was just calling to ask if you're still down for hanging out with me today. It's my last day in Seattle, and can't think of a better way to spend today than with my best friend," Chicago said with a smile.

"Hell yeah I'm in. What time are you coming to pick me up?" Beca asked. The brunette then turned around to look at the clock on her bedside table, seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning. "I can't believe you're leaving for Georgia tomorrow."

"Yeah, I can't believe it either. It still hasn't totally set in yet," Chicago said. There was a brief silence between the two before the boy spoke up again. "Why don't I pick you up at noon? How does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me, buddy. I'll see you then," Beca said before hanging up the phone. She then went downstairs to get a snack and check on the twins, who were watching TV in the living room. "Hey, you little rascals. How's your show?" The brunette asked as she walked into the living room.

"It's really good. Will you come and watch it with us, please?" Hailee asked sweetly.

"Sure, Haiz. I'll come join you guys once I get myself a snack," Beca said before walking into the kitchen and opening the pantry to search for a snack. Her phone started ringing for the second time that morning, but this time it was Chloe who was calling her. The brunette immediately answered the call. "Hey there. How's my favorite person in the world?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Chloe replied, smiling and giggling. "But to answer your question, I'm doing pretty good. How about you?"

"I'm doing pretty good too. I've been working on a new song for the last couple hours and am gonna take the rest of the day off so I can hang out with Chic," Beca replied smiling as she grabbed a granola bar from one of the boxes in the pantry. "He leaves for Georgia tomorrow which is why I'm gonna spend the day with him."

"Yeah, that's right. It's gonna be really weird without him. We're all gonna miss him a lot, that's for sure," Chloe said, biting her lip a little. Then, an idea suddenly came to mind. "Why don't we throw him a little going-away party tonight? It can be a surprise party too, which will make it even better," she suggested.

"That's a great idea, babe. We can have the party at my place. I'm sure my parents would more than happy to host it," Beca said, smiling as she talked to Chloe through the phone. "I can call Cal's Zone later today and order some pizza for the party if you'd like," she added.

"That would be great, actually. Thanks, babe," Chloe said, a smile on her face as well. "I'll let you go now. Have fun with Chicago today, okay?"

"I will. Have a good rest of your day, Chlo. I'll see you later. Love you," Beca said, hanging up after she finished speaking. The brunette then went back into the living room, sitting in between Henry and Hailee on the couch. "Alright, I'm back. What show are you guys watching?" She asked.

"Dragon Tales!" Henry said, scooting over towards Beca and then getting up to sit on her lap.

"Ah, I see. Man, this show has been around for a long time. I remember watching this when I was your age," Beca said, chuckling a little and then taking a bite out of her granola bar.

"I like the green and purple dragon. That one's my favorite," Hailee said, scooting over towards Beca as well. "Which dragon is your favorite, Beca?"

"Uh, I don't know," Beca said, scratching the back of her head. "Probably the pink dragon, I guess. What's that one's name again?"

"Cassie!" Hailee exclaimed, giggling for a few moments afterwards. "And my favorite dragon is named Zak and Wheezie!"

Beca smiled and shook her head at her little sister's enthusiasm. "You sure know your stuff about this show, huh?" She observed, chuckling some more.

"Mom put it on for us before she and Dad went on a run," Henry said, laying his head on Beca's shoulder.

"How long ago did they leave?" Beca asked, taking another bite out of her granola bar.

"About ten minutes ago, I think," Henry answered, his eyes glued to the TV. They said they'd be back in half an hour," he added.

"Alright, cool. We should be able to finish this episode and watch most of another one, then," Beca said, finishing her granola bar and then putting the crumpled-up wrapper in her pocket.

Beca and the twins finished the episode of Dragon Tales they were on and then watched another episode before Jacob and Cala got home from their run. Not too long after that, Chicago came to pick Beca up for the day. "Hey, man. How are you feeling?" Beca asked as she climbed into the passenger seat.

"I'm feeling alright. How about you?" Chicago asked, pulling out of Beca's driveway once the brunette had buckled her seatbelt.

"A bit sad, actually. It's going to be hard not having my best friend by my side," Beca said, looking down for a moment. "But I'm looking forward to hanging out with you today. It's gonna be nice. You and I haven't had a proper hangout in awhile."

"Yeah, we haven't," Chicago said, smiling softly. "So, what do you want to do?" He asked.

"Why don't we hit the park for some one-on-one basketball? And after that, we can go get coffee and check out the hot chicks like we used to. I mean, I won't be checking anyone out because I'm taken, but I can help you get a number," Beca said with a chuckle as Chicago drove down the road.

Chicago chuckled along with the brunette. "Alright, that sounds good to me, except the getting someone's number part. I'm gonna have to take a pass on that."

"What? Why?" Beca asked, surprised by Chicago's answer. He had never passed up on getting a girl's number before. "Why don't you want to get a hot chick's number?"

"I don't know. I'm just not really interested in that right now. After all, I am leaving for Georgia tomorrow," he said. This was partially true, but he also wanted to keep the promise he had made to Stacie. After what had happened after the graduation after-party, he knew that he'd be able to wait four years for Stacie.

"That's true, I guess. I'm just a little surprised, that's all," Beca stated, chuckling a little as she leaned back against the seat. "Out of curiosity, does this have anything to do with Stacie?" The brunette asked a few moments later.

"Why would it have anything to do with Stacie?" Chicago asked. He tried to play it off like he was confused by Beca's question, but he ended up sounding more defensive than puzzled. The reason he was trying to play it off was that he and Stacie had agreed to not tell anyone about that night, because they didn't want their friends to suspect that something was something going on between them.

Beca raised her eyebrow suspiciously at Chicago's reaction, but she decided not to pursue the subject any further. Instead, she just shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know. Just wondering."

A few minutes later, they arrived at the park. Chicago parked his car in the parking lot and then got out, making sure to grab his basketball from the backseat before he and Beca walked over to the concrete basketball court that they played on every weekend.

"You are so going down," Beca started confidently as they walked over to the court. "At least you'll have an excuse this time. You can say that you were taking it easy on me because you didn't want to get hurt before football season," she added with a chuckle.

"We'll see about that, Mitchell," Chicago replied with a smirk. He then took off his hoodie and set it on one of the benches by the court before going out onto the court, dribbling the basketball as he did so.

Beca put her hoodie on the bench next to Chicago's before she joined him on the court. "Let's play rock-paper-scissors to determine who gets the ball first."

Chicago won the rock-paper-scissors match, so he got the ball first. He dribbled down the court and easily made a three-pointer. "Damn, I still got it," he said with a chuckle.

"It also helps that you're like almost a foot taller than me. There's no way I'll ever be able to block one of your shots," Beca complained, even though she was chuckling along with him.

"That is true, but I still have to make the shot even if you can't block it," Chicago pointed out before getting in his defensive stance.

Beca then started dribbling the ball up the court, making sure to keep a good distance between her and Chicago. Then, the brunette started sprinting towards the basket, which caught Chicago off guard and allowed her to make an easy layup.

"I still can't believe that you're gonna continue your basketball career in college," Chicago said. "You could probably play at the professional level if you wanted to," he said genuinely.

"I probably could, but I don't want to. Basketball isn't my passion. Music is my passion," Beca replied.

"I know," Chicago said, smiling at his best friend. "And I know you're going to go far with it," he added before getting the ball and dribbling down the court. The boy did a few dribble moves and managed to get past Beca but ended up missing the layup.

Beca grabbed the rebound and immediately went the other way. "See you later, Mr. 'Damn, I Still Got It,'" she called back over her shoulder as she made another easy layup.

Chicago couldn't help but laugh before he took the ball back down the other end of the court and scored an easy layup. "You were saying?" He asked with a chuckle before jogging down to the other end of the court and getting in his defensive stance once again.

Beca chuckled and grabbed the ball, dribbling down the court and making an easy three point shot from just outside the line. "That's what I was saying." She said smirking.

"Okay, Mitchell. I see you still got it too," Chicago said, chuckling some more. He then took the ball and dribbled down the court. Instead for going up for a layup, the boy jumped and dunked the ball into the hoop with one hand. "There. Try to top that," he said, crossing his arms and smirking.

Beca smiled and nodded her head. "Not bad, Chic, but I'm pretty sure I can top that," she said as she got the ball and started dribbling down the court. She ran by Chicago and then jumped in the air, swinging the ball between her legs from one hand to the other before putting up a shot, which bounced off the backboard and went in.

Chicago nodded his head and then shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, that was a pretty difficult shot, so I'll give you credit for that. But I don't think that shot was better than my dunk. It'd be another story if you dunked it after the between-the-legs move, however."

Beca scoffed a laugh and then shook her head. "Whatever, dude. What's the score?" She asked.

"I believe it's tied and we both have ten points. Want to go to thirty?" Chicago asked, slowly dribbling the ball down the court as he spoke.

"Sure. I don't really care what we go to, because I'm gonna end up winning regardless," Beca replied confidently before getting in her defensive stance as Chicago dribbled towards her.

This made the boy chuckle. "We'll see about that." Chicago said smiling before he went at Beca with the ball, pulling a juke to get around her and go for the layup.

The game was pretty close throughout, with Beca winning by one point. After the game, they went over to the neighborhood coffee shop to cool off. Both of them ordered iced coffees, and Chicago paid for the drinks since he had lost the one-on-one game. Once they got their drinks, the two went over to a table and sat down. "So, what are we gonna do while we're here? We've got to find something to do, since neither of us are going to be checking out girls," Beca said with a chuckle before taking a sip of her iced coffee.

Chicago huffed a little, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe we could talk about what we're looking forward to in the upcoming future. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me," Beca said, taking another sip of her drink before speaking again. "So, what are you looking forward to in the future?" She asked.

"Well, obviously I'm looking forward to be playing at Georgia," Chicago said, smiling. "We'll get to travel all over the country, so I'll get to see places that I've never seen before. Also, one of our preseason games is at UCLA. I'll get tickets for you and your cousin so you two can come watch."

"Awesome. Thanks, Chic," Beca said, smiling back at her best friend. The two sat in silence for a moment until Beca noticed the expectant look on Chicago's face. "Oh, yeah. It's my turn," she said with a chuckle. "Well, I'm obviously looking forward to LA. I am kinda scared about going there, but I think it'll be alright. I won't be alone since I'll be living with Zach, and Luke said that he's gonna see if he can get me a job at a radio station he used to work at. It's not a record label, but it's a start."

"Definitely. It would be awesome if you could get a job there," Chicago said. "Plus, maybe you'll be able to convince them to let you play some of your music," he added with a smile.

Beca nodded her head. "Yeah, that's what I'm hoping for. Maybe I'll end up DJing at a few clubs too. Honestly, I'll be happy with whatever job I have as long as it involves music," she said.

"I have no doubt in my mind that you're going to kill it in LA, Beca. You're the most talented person I know, and I have no doubt in my mind that you're going to go far. I just hope you don't forget me when you become a big star," Chicago stated.

"Are you kidding? Of course I won't forget you. Do you really think I'd forget my best friend?" Beca asked, smiling back at Chicago.

"I know, I know. I was just playing with you," Chicago said with a chuckle before sipping his drink.

Around six thirty, Chicago pulled his car into Beca's driveway. "Thanks for hanging out with me today. I had a great time," he said, smiling.

"I'm always happy to hang out with you, Chic," Beca replied. "Now, come inside. My family will want to say goodbye to you."

"Alright," Chicago said, parking his car. He got out and followed Beca to the front porch. As he was walking up the steps, he noticed that the lights in Beca's house were off. "Why are the lights off? Is anyone even home?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Maybe they're just out on the back deck," Beca said, smirking to herself as she opened the door and then turned the lights on. Beca's parents, the twins, Chloe, and Stacie jumped out from their hiding spots once the lights were on. "Surprise!" They all shouted.

Chicago jumped a little at first but laughed and smiled widely a few moments later. "Jeez, you guys! You scared me so bad," he said, shaking his head. Everyone else went into the kitchen to get some pizza, leaving the two of them in the living room.

"It's was Chloe's idea to throw you a going-away party, inner circle only. Plus Henry and Hailee, of course," Beca said with a smile before looking around the living room. The decorations in the room were red and black since those were Georgia's colors. "Congratulations, buddy."

"Thanks, Beca. I can't believe that you guys did all this for me," Chicago said, smiling widely as he looked around the room in awe. "Really, Beca. This is awesome. Thank you much."

Beca shook her head. "Don't thank me. Thank Chloe. She was the one who came up with the idea and did all the planning. All I did was pay for the pizzas," the brunette said with a chuckle before giving Chicago a hug.

"Well, thank you anyways. And what did you say about pizza? I'm starving," Chicago said, chuckling along with Beca as he hugged her back.

"It's in the kitchen," Chloe said as she walked up to them. "Congrats, Chicago. We're all going to miss you so much when you go off to Georgia."

"Thanks, Chloe. I'm gonna miss you all too," Chicago replied. "This party is awesome, by the way. Thanks for planning it for me. I really appreciate it."

"Of course. What you're doing is huge, and you deserve a fun going-away party," Chloe said, smiling and hugging the boy. "Everyone here is so proud of you, including me, and we all know that you're going to be one of the best Georgia Bulldogs there ever was."

"I don't know about that, but thank you. I'm going to try my hardest and do the best I can," Chicago said, smiling and chuckling a little.

"Well, you can count on me and my family to cheer you on every step of the way," Chloe said before stepping aside so Chicago could go get some pizza. She then wrapped her arms around Beca's shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. "Hey stranger," she said right before their lips met.

"Hey," Beca murmured back, smiling into the kiss. The brunette's lips lingered on the redhead's for a few extra moments before she pulled away. "You really outdid yourself with this party, Chlo. I'm impressed."

"It wasn't very hard to find the decorations. Black and red are pretty common colors," Chloe said, smiling when Beca moved her hands to rest on her waist. "How was your day with Chic, babe?"

"It was good. We went to the park and played a game of one-on-one, which I won. After that, we got coffee and talked about our futures. Then we got Taco Bell for lunch and kinda just drove around the city for the rest of the day," Beca replied, smiling back at her girlfriend. "How was your day today?" She asked.

"It was busy, since I spent most of it getting everything ready for the party. It was fun, though. Henry, Haiz and your parents helped with all the decorations," Chloe said as they stood in the kitchen doorway.

"It sounds like we both had eventful days, then," Beca said. She then took Chloe's hand and led her into the living room, where they sat down together on one of the couches. "I just wanted to move out of the doorway in case somebody needed to get through," the brunette explained, smiling.

"So, what do number do you think Chicago is gonna wear for Georgia? Is he going to stick with the one he has now?" Chloe thought aloud.

"I don't know. It depends on what numbers are available. I'm sure he'll stick with his current number if it's available, though," Beca answered.

Chloe smiled and then lifted her legs to rest on Beca's lap. "I'm so happy for him. He's worked really hard for this."

"Yeah, he has. If anyone deserves this, it's him," Beca said, smiling softly as she took one of Chloe's hands in hers and linked their fingers.

"And if anyone deserves to make in LA, it's you." Chloe said, smiling even wider.

"Thanks, babe. I can say the same thing about you and New York. I know you're going to be great there, and I know you're gonna make me, along with everyone else, very proud," Beca said genuinely before leaning in and pressing a sweet kiss to Chloe's cheek.

Chloe blushed a little before turning her head and kissing Beca's lips. "Thank you, babe. It means a lot to me that you believe in me," she said, leaning their foreheads together.

"How could I not believe in you? You're Chloe Beale. I'd be crazy if I didn't believe in you," Beca said, smiling softly as they leaned their foreheads together.

"Well, thank you, baby. It really does mean a lot to me," Chloe said, smiling and nuzzling Beca's nose with her own. "I love you," she whispered. "I love you so much, Beca Mitchell."

"I love you too, Chloe Beale. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," Beca murmured back before kissing the tip of the redhead's nose.

While Chicago was in the kitchen getting some pizza, Stacie walked up to him. "Hey, Chic," the tall brunette said with a smile before giving him a hug. "Are you excited to leave for Georgia tomorrow?" She asked as they pulled away from the embrace.

"Yeah, I'm pretty excited. I'm also kinda sad, though," Chicago replied. "I really am going to miss you guys. I don't know what I'll do without you."

"You'll find your way back to us here, and you're going to do amazing things both at Georgia and in the NFL. That I know for sure," Stacie said before getting herself a slice of pizza.

Chicago smiled softly at Stacie's words. "I appreciate the confidence in me, but I'm not expecting anything to happen. I hope that I'll do well, but nothing's guaranteed," he said, scratching the back of his head.

"Well, even if you aren't too sure about it, I am," Stacie said, taking a bite of pizza before continuing. "You're so good at football, Chic. I think you're definitely good enough to make it to the NFL, and I'm pretty sure everyone here agrees with me."

"Thanks, Stace. That means a lot to me," Chicago said, his smile growing. "I think you're going to be amazing at Washington, and I'm certain that everyone here would say the same."

"Thank you, Chic," Stacie said, looking down at the floor as she started to blush.

Everyone, including the twins, gathered in the living room later that night to share their favorite memories with Chicago. Henry was sitting on Chloe's lap and Hailee was sitting on Beca's as they each took turns sharing their memories. "I have way too many memories with Chic to pick a favorite, but one of the funniest memories I have of him is when we were at a haunted house and he punched a clown in the face because it jumped out at him," Beca said with a chuckle.

"You know how much I hate clowns. That guy had it coming," Chicago said, making everyone else laugh. "It was still a fun night, considering Beca almost started bawling her eyes out when we went through the morgue and three mummies charged her."

"Shut up!" Beca said, her face turning red. "I didn't almost cry. I may have screamed a little, but I didn't almost cry."

"Sure, buddy. Whatever you say," Chicago said, smirking at his best friend.

"I didn't almost cry," Beca insisted before covering Henry and Hailee's ears with her hands. "Badasses don't cry," she said.

"I guess you're not a badass, then," Chicago said with a chuckle, everyone laughing along with him.

Beca made sure the twins weren't looking before she flipped Chicago off, making him laugh even more. "I'm really going to miss you, Chic. You're my best friend, and not having you around is gonna be hard. I know that you're going to great things at Georgia, but I'm really going to miss you."

"I'm gonna miss you too, Beca. Even though we're gonna be living on opposite sides of the country, you'll still be my best friend. You always have been my best friend, and you always will be," Chicago replied in a genuine voice.

Beca felt tears begin to well up in her eyes, but she blinked said tears away before anyone could see. "I love you, man," she said before setting Hailee down on the couch so she could stand up to give Chicago a hug. While they embraced, the brunette hid her face in her best friend's chest as she allowed a few tears to fall.

Chicago gently patted Beca on the back while they embraced as a way of comforting her. "It's okay, buddy. Really, it is. It's not like we're never gonna see each other again or something like that."

"I know. I'm still going to miss you a lot, though," Beca replied, holding onto Chicago for a bit longer before letting go and wiping the rest of her tears away.

After Beca sat back down on the couch, Henry got up and ran towards Chicago, hugging one of his legs tightly. "Me and Hailee are gonna miss you, Chicago," the little boy said in a small voice.

"You're like our big brother!" Hailee said, running over to Chicago and hugging his other leg.

"I'm going to miss you guys too," Chicago said, smiling down at them. "I love you both. You're the younger siblings I always wished I had." The twins held onto Chicago's legs for a little while longer before they let go and went back to the couch.

Next, Jacob and Cala stood up and walked over to Chicago. "Thank you for being an amazing friend to Beca. We're proud of you, and we're looking forward to watching you play for the Bulldogs," Jacob said, smiling and shaking his hand.

"We're going to be your number two fans. Your parents will be your number one fans, of course," Cala said with a smile, giving Chicago a hug after she finished speaking.

Later that night, Beca and Chicago were leaning against the boy's car. "Thank you for being my best friend. I don't know what I've would've done without you in high school," she said. "You were the first person I came out to, and you accepted me with open arms."

"Thank you for being my best friend. I've always been able to come to you when I need someone to talk to, and I'm very grateful for that," Chicago replied.

"You're my brother, Chic," Beca said, turning to face him. "You're not just my best friend. You're family to me."

Chicago nodded his head in agreement. "You're my little sister, both figuratively and literally," he said with a chuckle. "But seriously, Beca. You're a sister to me, and being your best friend for the last four years has truly been an honor."

Beca checked the time on her phone and furrowed her eyebrows a little bit when she saw how late it was. "You should probably get going since you have an early flight in the morning," she said, turning to give him a hug.

"Yeah, I probably should," Chicago said as he embraced his best friend once more. "I'll talk to you soon, okay?"

"I want you to call me when you get to your dorm tomorrow, and I want you to call me at least once a week so you can tell me how you're doing," Beca said as they hugged. Tears pricked at the brunette's eyes when Chicago pulled away from the hug. "I love you, man," she said, blinking her tears away before they had the chance to fall.

"I love you too, buddy. Also, you better call me at least once a week so you can tell me about LA. I want to be 'kept in the loop' as they say," Chicago said with a soft chuckle in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Trust me, I'll call you if you don't call me," Beca said, smiling sadly as she watched Chicago get in his car. "Go kick ass down there, Chic. I'll see you soon."

"See you soon, Beca. I would wish you luck for LA, but you don't need it. You're gonna be amazing down there," Chicago replied with a smile. He then backed out of the brunette's driveway and waved at her before heading home for the night.

After Chicago left, Beca went back inside her house and heard footsteps walking down the stairs. The brunette went to investigate and smiled when she saw Chloe. "Hey. What have you been up to?" She asked.

"Not much. I just put the twins to bed, since they were getting really tired," Chloe replied, smiling back at Beca.

"Really? Awesome. I really appreciate that," Beca said, wrapping her arms around Chloe's waist and leaning for a kiss when they finally reached each other. "You're the best girlfriend ever."

"I know I am," Chloe said with a soft giggle. She then noticed that her girlfriend's cheeks were stained with tears. "Hey, are you doing okay? I know that Chicago leaving is hard for you."

Beca nodded her head and sniffled a little bit. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's hard, but I'll manage," she replied before looking down at the floor.

Chloe tucked some Beca's hair back and leaned their foreheads together, holding the girl close as she did so. "I'm going to miss you so much," the redhead whispered before kissing the tip of the brunette's nose.

"I'm gonna miss you too," Beca whispered back. She then pulled back and looked down at the floor again, putting her hands in her pockets and shuffling her feet awkwardly. "Have you given any more thought to us doing long distance?" She asked after a few moments of silence between them.

"I've been thinking about it a lot, actually," Chloe said, taking a deep breath and sighing. "I've been thinking about it so much that I talked to my parents about it," she stated, looking down as she said that.

"I also talked to my parents about it," Beca said, biting her lip a little and shuffling her feet some more. "So, uh, what are your thoughts?"

It was easy to tell that Chloe was upset with what she was about to say. She was leaving for Juilliard is a little under a month, and she hated the thought of being apart from Beca, which made this twice as hard. "I want to give it a try, but my parents think it would be for the better if we…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence due to a sudden lump in her throat.

Beca blinked a few times as she processed what Chloe had just told her. She then cleared her throat and scratched the back of her head. "Oh," was all the brunette said in reply.

"They said that it would be best if we split once I left for Juilliard. It's not because they want us to break up. Long distance is just too hard. My mom said that long distance is difficult when you're a hundred miles away, let alone three thousand," Chloe said, feeling herself start to tear up. "But my father said that everything will work out if we're meant to be together, no matter how long it takes," she added, trying to be optimistic.

Beca nodded her head slowly. "Yeah, I guess so," she said, sighing softly. She paused for a moment and then took a deep breath before continuing. "D-do you agree with them?" She asked, avoiding eye contact with Chloe as she said those words.

"I don't want to agree with them," Chloe started, taking a shaky breath before speaking again. "But I do. I hate the fact that breaking up is our best option, but they're right,," she finished, stepping back from Beca and sitting on the stairs that she had just came down from. The redhead then put her head in her hands and began to sob to herself softly.

Beca sat down next to Chloe and began to rub circles in her back in an attempt to soothe her. "It's okay, babe," the brunette murmured softly, even though she too had started to cry.

"Please don't hate me. If I felt like we could do long distance easily, then I'd be all for it. I've cried almost every night since I talked to my parents about it," Chloe said, noticing Beca was also crying.

"I don't hate you, Chlo. I could never hate you. Sure, I'm disappointed with the situation, but I don't hate you because of it," Beca said before kissing Chloe's cheek.

Chloe turned her head to face Beca and she leaned in, kissing Beca on the lips. It was a soft and loving kiss―not intense or fiery, but sweet and smooth. Chloe lingered there a while longer, only pulling away when Beca did. "We better make the most of these next four weeks, then," she muttered.

"Yeah, we better," Beca muttered back, gazing into Chloe's eyes and sniffling softly. The brunette looked away from the redhead to wipe her tears, looking back to her once she had done so. "I love you so much, Chloe Anne Beale."

The redhead linked their fingers together and smiled softly at Beca. "I love you more, Beca Jade Mitchell." She whispered, resting her head on Beca's shoulder.

"I love you most, then," Beca whispered back, a small smile crossing her face. She then looked down at their hands and smiled even more. "You're gonna be incredible at Juilliard. Trust me, they're not ready for you."

"You really think that I'll do well there?" Chloe asked, smiling as Beca looked down at their linked hands. "I'm really nervous. This is such a big change."

"Of course I think that you'll do well there. And it is a big change, but if anyone can handle this change, it's you," Beca said, squeezing Chloe's hand reassuringly.

"And I know for sure that I'll be seeing your name up in lights in a couple years, maybe even sooner," Chloe stated, gazing into Beca's eyes.

Beca gazed back into Chloe's eyes, smiling and blushing as well. "We'll find our way back to each other. I know we will," the brunette said, still gazing into the redhead's eyes as she spoke.

"We'll find our way back to each other," Chloe repeated, biting her lip before kissing Beca again. She lingered on the girl's lips for awhile before pulling away, letting out a deep breath afterwards. "I should head back to my house and get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

Beca nodded her head. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Chlo," she said, smiling and squeezing her girlfriend's hand again.

Chloe let Beca walk her to the front door of her house. When they got there, Chloe turned and kissed Beca goodnight. "Love you, babe," she mumbled against Beca's lips, wrapping her arms around Beca's waist and pulling her close.

"Love you too," Beca mumbled back, gently tugging at Chloe's bottom lip with her teeth before pulling away. The brunette spoke again after being silent for a few moments. "Thank you for everything, Chloe. Thank you for making me the happiest girl alive for these last four months. Words can't describe how much I love you."

"Words can't describe how much I love you either," Chloe murmured softly as she ran her hands up and down Beca's sides. "I've never felt this way about anyone before, and that's a fact," she said before kissing Beca's nose. "I'll see you tomorrow, my love."

"See you tomorrow, babe. I hope you get a good night's sleep," Beca said, smiling and waving at Chloe before turning around and walking back over to her own house.

So it looks like they will take a break when they move away, but that will lead us to the next story. These next few chapters are the last ones.

Until next time!