Chapter Six-

It was Chloe's idea to go off campus for dinner. While Beca and Chloe weren't ashamed of their relationship one tiny bit, they didn't see any reason for a bunch of homophobic assholes hovering around their relationship, especially in the beginning phases. So they settled on a Mexican restaurant about ten minutes away from campus.

"You look so pretty tonight." Chloe told Beca as they snacked on tortilla chips. Beca hadn't realized how hungry she was. She hadn't been eating well for the past few weeks.

"Gotta make sure I match up to you." Beca winked and continued eating. Chloe laughed.

"You're acting like you haven't eaten in days." Chloe teased.

"I've been a bit stressed."

"Understandable." Chloe nodded.

"I never thought I would actually enjoy the Bella's, you know? I mean when you cornered me in the shower that day-"

"Oh, don't make it sound so dirty!"

"I was naked and you wouldn't leave!" Beca laughed.

"Don't pretend you didn't love it." Chloe teased, putting a finger to her lips when they saw the waiter coming. They both placed there orders and, once the waiter left, Chloe took a hold of Beca's hand. To Beca's surprise, she didn't pull away. It felt good.

"So are you happy you joined the Bella's?"

Beca nodded before she could stop herself. "Yeah…it was the first time I ever actually felt accepted. I would try to get close to people at home and…" Beca stopped. "You don't want to hear about this, it's stupid."

"Its fine, Beca." Chloe insisted, her eyes looking at her intently. "You don't have to hide from me."

Beca shook her head. "Tell me more about you. You don't want to hear about me."

Chloe shook her head but spoke anyway. "I have an older brother, younger brother, and kind of just got caught in the middle with my parents and such. But I love my family. I'm fairly close with my family in general and stuff."

"That's nice." Beca smiled. "I can hear it in your voice. You really love them, huh?"

"Don't you?"

Beca shrugged. "My father is more of a drill sergant before anything else." Beca shook her head. "God, I'm just dumping shit on you, aren't I?"

"That's a pretty picture." Chloe teased.

"You know what I mean."

"You're my girlfriend now. I want to be with you for everything. No just the good stuff."

"This is so weird." Beca commented, taking a sip of her drink. "I can't…I don't like anybody seeing me like this. Weak. Disgusting."

"Disgusting?" Chloe looked worried. "Why are you saying this?"

"Sorry, sorry…sorry." Beca murmured, looking down. She'd said too much. She let someone in.

"Beca, what's-"Before Chloe could finish her sentence the food arrived.

They talked about light stuff for the rest of the evening. Music, TV, the professor's possible sexual lives, hidden messages in kid's movies…but Chloe's worrying was far from over.