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Super short chapter, but I promise I'll publish the next chapter in the morning. Lots of love and kisses - IntenseFanGirl

Chapter 5: Just One Yesterday

Chloe POV

My eyes flew open, sweat beaded down my forehead, the screaming in my nightmare still echoed in my ears. My head was pounding and the room seemed to spin around me. From the rumpled bedsheets, I jolted upright in my bed and my body immediately protested by sending a jolt of pain through my brain. My ears flattened against my head and I winced. Once everything stopped whirling around me and I could sit up without feeling the need to vomit, I squinted in the dark room. My heart leapt into my throat when I realized that I wasn't in my dorm. I glanced down at my body, realizing that I was only wearing my lacy bra and underwear I distinctly remembered having on last night.

I freaked out for a second before I heard a soft purr sound from tiny lump beside me in the bed. I should have noticed the warmth emitting from my left as I turned and found Beca curled up on her side beside me. Her beautiful little ears rotated around on her head. She must have removed her makeup sometime before getting in bed. The purity and vulnerability of her face as she slept made my heart ache.

I have always wondered why people say you look younger when you sleep, but here I could see it now and understand. Years of who knows how much pain seemed to be erased from her mind. Her body was relaxed, her face bright, and her lips pulled up in a tiny smirk. Her sleek and inky black tail was curled over herself and shifted lazily. I couldn't help but smile at how her hair fell around her head and framed her face perfectly in the first rays of sunlight that slipped through the slits of her window shutters. I let my eyes lazily wander over her petite frame, her over-sized t-shirt hung loosely over her body, exposing a dark red bruise marring her perfect pearl skin.

Memories of last night suddenly raced into my head. Shit, shit, shit. The drinks, the stagger home, Beca holding me up like my knight in shining armor, me slipping into her bed, the kisses, the touches, each of her touches burning my skin like a white-hot flame. I scrambled away from her and fell off the bed, landing on my feet. Beca stirred and shifted.

"Chlo?" she cried out softly, her eyes closed and her hands curled into fists. Her tail puffed up, and my heart broke little by little. She was having a nightmare and it was all because of me. She looked so scared and hurt, and I could not help but reach out a hand to try and touch her. I jerked my hand back, I've already hurt her enough.

I got up, I had to get away, to leave and try to think about what to do next. I padded over to the door, gathering up my clothes and slipping them on. When I reached the door I glanced back and felt my heart sink through the floor. She looked so helpless and alone, yet I still slipped out the door.