Beca and Stacie were in the living room waiting for Chloe to get the glasses and wine. The short brunette had a bowl of nuts and she was eating them when Stacie spoke. "What are you planning to do Beca?"

"With what?" Beca asked as she ate a nut.

"With your life," the tall brunette asked again.

Beca shrugged, "I don't know,"

"Are you going to travel again?" Stacie asked in a sad voice.

"Of course," Beca's immediate reply came. "But I don't know when,"

"That's a shame, we will lose you. You know I also have nothing to do in my life."

"Why did you leave your work? You told me you were a nurse,"

Stacie sighed. "So that I can be beside Chloe,"

"And what about now?"

"She doesn't need me anymore but I am used to living without a job, I have everything without getting tired to earn it."

Beca laughed and nodded, "True, so you have been living here for a year?" The tall brunette nodded, "What I don't understand is why would Chloe need a nurse to live with her? My uncle wasn't sick that time right?" Again the tall brunette nodded wordlessly. "Then why were you here?"

"I am sorry Beca, but I can't answer these questions, Chloe will get mad if I did,"

Beca nodded in understanding, "Okay if I asked you a personal question would you answer it?"

"About myself? You can ask anything," Stacie said with a smile.

"Why did you leave your job?"

"Honestly when you come to think about it, I didn't leave my job, I just shifted my work to here."

"I don't understand what you mean," The short brunette stated in confusion.

"Beca, I get triple the salary here than I used to get working in the hospital,"

"Oh wow," Beca said in shock, "Triple?"

Stacie nodded, "In the hospital, I used to kill myself from the work overload I had, here I don't work unless.." She trailed off when she realized she was about to say something about Chloe.

"Unless what?"

"Nothing," Stacie said clearing her throat. "I don't work here that much,"

Chloe entered the living room with a smile, holding a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Stacie, you didn't tell me we still have guests,"

"Well, I insisted on Beca to stay,"

"Good Job Stacie, in this way we will take more advice from Beca," Chloe said sarcastically as she remembered what happened when Jesse was here. "Beca always gives the greatest advice." Causing Beca to laugh.

"And for free," Beca added with a laugh.

Chloe shook her head and placed the glasses on the table. "I only got two glasses,"

"I'll get the third," Stacie volunteered and made her way to the kitchen to grab a glass.

Chloe was trying to open the bottle with a bottle opener when Beca stood up. "Allow me," She said as she placed her hand on top of the redhead's, in an attempt to take the bottle.

The redhead retracted her hand quickly as her heart started to beat fast. She sat on one of the couches and watched Beca placing the bottle of wine on the table and began to open it. She couldn't help but take in Beca's form and looks. Her eyes roamed around Beca's hands and face, how her hair was in a messy bun and how good she looks in skinny jeans and a simple t-shirt. She watched as Beca poured the glasses like an expert. She then turned her gaze to Beca's eye and stared at the dark shade of blue that was in the brunette's eyes. She got lost in her thoughts and then shook her head when Beca gave her a glass and sat beside her.

Beca, on the other hand, noticed how Chloe was tense, she then noticed how Chloe's lips touched the glass as she took a sip. "Why are you so tense?" She asked softly as she took the pillow that was behind Chloe's back. "Sit and relax," Chloe smiled and turned her body towards Beca."And by the way, you have a great taste in wine."

Chloe smiled, "I never check the name of the bottle. As soon as I spot a bottle I take it,"

"And why are you so insisted on picking it from the cellar?"

"I love the cellar, maybe because that was the only place in the house where Larry didn't go to,"

"He never went to the cellar?" She asked as Chloe shook her head. "Why?"

Chloe shrugged, "I don't know, I didn't ask him."

Stacie came to the living room and poured herself a glass and then took her place again.

"Do you know that this bottle is thirty-five years old?" Beca asked as she took a sip.

"It tastes so good," Stacie stated in awe at the taste.

The widow shrugged, "It all tastes the same," She said simply.

Stacie laughed, "Stop being silly Chlo,"

Chloe turned to Beca with a smile, "It's good," She then took a sip. "Really good, you do have a point."

Beca smiled when she saw the redhead's smile. She couldn't help but feel her heart flutter. She kept looking at Chloe's lips as they touched the glass.

After about an hour or so they parted their ways, Beca was in the guest room and standing by the window looking at Chloe's room. She couldn't help but notice how she always kept her room lit. Back in Chloe's room, Stacie was giving the redhead her pills. Chloe thanked her and drank the pills followed by water. "Thank you, Stacie," She said as she got comfortable under the covers.

"You are welcome sweety," Stacie said as she sat on the chair beside Chloe's bed.

"Remember what I told you, Stacie, I don't want you to invite her to sit with us."

"But Chlo, isn't it enough that you and I are always here alone? At least we have someone to talk to,"

Chloe sighed, "But Sta-"

"No Chloe, all the things I have done was for you, can you at least do one thing for me?"

"Sometimes I feel like you don't understand me," Chloe said while she shook her head.

"I do. We can't love, we can't be touched all because of that son of a b-" She then exhaled a deep breath, "May his soul rest in peace."

"I hope he doesn't rest in peace,"

"I promise I won't fall in love with her," Stacie said sincerely. "Goodnight," She then left the room. The redhead buried her face in her hands and shook her head, she didn't know why but the image of Beca isn't getting off of her mind. She then looked at the window and stood up from her place and went to stand beside it, she looked at Beca's room and saw that Beca was looking at her. Their eyes connected and Chloe backed away instantly from the window and running to her bed.

Why was she feeling like this? Why was someone she considered to be so annoying as Beca would not get off of her mind?

The next morning all three were having breakfast in silence. Stacie looked around and frowned. "Why is it so quiet here? Chlo please yell at someone maybe we can laugh a bit,"

Chloe smiled, "Elissa isn't here," She said with a laugh that came from her heart.

Beca also smiled. "You know? This is the first time I see you laugh since the day I met you."

The redhead's smile fell, "And it will be the last time,"

"Did you talk to Liam about the sale?" Beca asked changing the subject. When she saw Chloe nod she continued. "What did he say?"

"Why would I tell you what he said twice?" Chloe asked raising an eyebrow.

"Twice?" Beca questioned in confusion.

Chloe nodded, "I saw him yesterday from the window when he told you everything,"

Beca nodded, "You do have a point."

"I sometimes feel that you and Liam are in a gang. And you are always preparing something behind my back. But don't worry I always know how to take care of myself around people like you."

"I'm bored, please let's do something," Stacie announced in an attempt to change the subject.

"I'm down for anything, we will do whatever you wish," Beca responded.

"Will you join us Chlo?" The tall brunette asked her best friend.

"No," came the redhead's reply.

"I didn't know you like to stay at home, the first few days when I met you, you were going out daily," Beca said as looked at the redhead.

Chloe swallowed the piece of bread she was eating and smirked. "The first few days I was celebrating," Beca just stared at her not knowing what do to.

Stacie's phone rang and she frowned when saw it was Chloe's mother who was calling. "It's your mom," She informed the redhead as she picked up. "Good morning Mrs. Beale," She said through the phone.

"Good morning Stacie, where is Chloe? I have been trying to call her."

"Uh, her phone drowned in the water," She said lying. And in that moment, Chloe looked at Beca who had a smirk on her face as the redhead playfully glared at the brunette but then smiled as she remembered the day Beca threw Chloe's phone from the window of the car. "Here's Chloe, I'll let you talk to her."

"Mom? What's wrong?" Chloe asked worriedly as soon as she took the phone.

"Chloe, dear. I-I just wanted to tell you that Luke isn't acting like himself, and your father is thinking of selling the house we are in because he needs the cash."

"What?" Chloe asked in shock. She knew that her parents are having a rough patch with money but she never imagined it was that bad. Beca was looking at her with worried eyes and trying to understand what was going on. "Mom, hold up," She said as she stood up and excused herself and ran to the kitchen to talk.

As soon as Chloe left, Beca looked at the tall brunette with wide eyes and confusion. "What's going on?"

Stacie shrugged, she had a small idea about what was going on with her best friend's family but she couldn't tell Beca. So she continued her breakfast and within a few more minutes Chloe re-entered the dining room and placed Stacie's phone on the table. "I-I am going to my room, excuse me." She stated and sprinted to her bedroom.

"I'm going to check on her," Stacie said getting up from her chair.

"I'll be waiting for you to tell me if she's okay," Beca stated.

Stacie entered the room and saw Chloe on the verge of tears, "What's wrong?"

"My dad is going to sell the house." She said in a low voice as she looked through the window. "He doesn't have enough cash ever since Luke was fired."

"You can help them," Stacie informed her best friend.

"How? I don't have any cash on me, Stacie,"

"Larry died, you can withdraw money anytime you wanted!"

In the past, Larry never gave money to the redhead, and the credit card she had with her allowed her only to pay with it not withdraw any money because he was afraid she gives her parents.

"From where?"

"From the bank,"

"What bank?" Chloe asked confused.

"Didn't you ask Liam where did Larry place the money he left you?"

"No," Chloe said shrugging.

"And you never asked him how you could withdraw money?"

"No," Chloe shrugged. "Let me call him from your phone." She said as she reached for Stacie's phone and dialed his number only to find it switched off. She huffed and threw the phone on the bed.

Stacie made her way to the living room to find Beca and Jesse, she greeted the brunette man and sat on one of the chairs. "How's she doing?" Beca asked worriedly. "Is something wrong with her family?"

Stacie sighed, "There's a situation happening with them,"

"Is it something serious?"

"The house that they live in is about to be sold." She said in a sad voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Chloe's father worked hard till he built the house that they live in, and now he is planning to sell it because he is short on cash."

"Why can't Chloe give them money?" Beca asked confused.

"Please don't tell her that I told you, but her father used to work for your uncle. And when Chloe married he left the work and became jobless,"

"Again, why didn't she help them?"

"How could she?" Stacie asked. "Mr. Beale doesn't speak to Chloe since the day she married Larry."

Beca sat there stunned and shocked about the information she received. Chloe's dad stopped talking to her after she married her uncle? Why? What was the reason? She then looked at Jesse and shook her head.

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