BECA'S POV

"She's okay," she cries out. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying, and it makes it hard to believe her. When I look in her eyes though, that's how I know she's telling the truth. She wouldn't lie about something as serious as this. Especially not about something as serious as the life of her bestfriend. A tear rolls down her cheek, and it brings a choking sob out of me. I'm not big on hugs unless they're Chloe's, but when Aubrey pulls me into her arms, I can help but give in. I grip onto her shirt as if it were the only thing keeping me alive, and sob into her shoulder. I feel her place a kiss on the top of my head before her own tears start to soak my shirt. I can't tell you how long we stood in the waiting room holding each other up. Without her grip on me, I would have fallen to the ground, and I know without my grip on her she would've done the same. Aubrey can be the nicest person if you give her a chance, and tonight I'm forever grateful that I gave her a chance.

When we finally pulled ourselves back together, I went in to see Chloe. Aubrey told me she was going to head home to get some stuff and that she'd be back soon. As much as I was grateful for her company earlier, right now I'm grateful for her leaving for a bit. I've never lost someone close to me, I mean of course an old grandparent but I didn't really know them. As mean as it might sound, it didn't really bother me. When I got Aubrey's call I didn't know all the details, but the hospital can never be okay. I feared the worst, and who can blame me with everything that's happened with Jesse.

She was shot in her own dorm, in the chest, and luckily, she's okay. She's going to be okay. If there is a God, I can't help but thank him repeatedly right now.

I realize just how precious life is, and how at any moment it can be taken away. I've also realized that even though our relationship began quickly and a bit scary at times, I can't imagine not having Chloe around. She's the happiest person I've ever met before; it seems that no matter what happens nothing can get her down. She's the exact opposite of me, she brings out the very best in me, and.. Well I'm happier than I've ever been with her. The thought of losing her is something I cannot stomach, and I'll do everything in my power to keep her safe.

Chloe's sleeping when I finally push myself through the door to her room. She looks a little paler than usual, but I know that's from the loss of blood. I don't think I noticed it earlier, but know that I think about it Aubrey's clothes had blood all over them. That's probably another reason she left.

To clean up.

To get blood off the floor.

Chloe's blood.

"God... thank you.. thank you.. thank you so much," I whisper as I sink down into the chair next to Chloe. I can't help but stare at her, and take in everything about her. I never had a thing for redheads until I met her. Never really had a thing for anyone actually. She's my first relationship, my first real one that is, everyone has silly little kid relationships. Middle school and high school I spent most of my time alone. Friends didn't really matter, and neither did relationships. I had a book I could lose myself in, and then eventually, I had my mixes.

It didn't help that I never really tried. Never really put myself out there, to make friends or to get a girlfriend. It's probably a good thing that I didn't try there though. My parents, well my mother, were far more accepting about my sexuality than my school ever thought to be. There weren't many kids that were out, but the few brave ones that were got bullied pretty badly. I was out, but nobody ever tried to mess with me. Probably because I didn't talk much, but when I did, I was usually tearing someone's head off. It definitely wasn't uncommon for me to jump on some asshole jock who felt the need to push some poor boy. Or the occasional girl, where they'd be trying to grab on her, and "show her how great a man can be".

Which is total bullshit.

I could've made good friends, hell even a girlfriend, by helping these kids out, but I always walked away. I never waited for a thank you, just walked away and went on about my business.

When Chloe came into my life.. She made me want to try to make friends and relationships. She's really changed me for the better, and I could've lost her. I could've never had the chance to show her just how much she means to me. Never got the chance to let her meet my mom, and do all the other stupid couple stuff. I want all these things. I only realize it now, but I want these things so bad.

With Chloe. Only with Chloe.

"Thank you, God," I whisper one last time as I grab her hand and hold it for the rest of the night.

AUBREY'S POV

I left the hospital to give Beca some time with Chloe, and to clean up. The dorm and myself. I get to the house and just stand in the doorway, looking at the ground where I found Chloe.

"I could've lost you, Chlo," I whisper before closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. As soon as I walk in, I grab some gloves and get to cleaning. Once I'm satisfied with it, I strip down and throw my clothes in the trash. I never want to wear them again, even if that was my favorite shirt. I jump in the shower and scrub until I'm red. I just do not feel completely clean so I do it again.

Then once more.

Finally, I feel somewhat clean, so I get out and take my time drying off and getting dressed. I hope that I have given Beca enough time with Chloe, I'm ready to go back to the hospital. Even if she'll be okay, I still want to be there for her.

For Beca too.

I wasn't sure about the girl at first, but that was before I got to know her. Before I gave her a chance. I'm glad I did too. She didn't talk much before, but now that she's comfortable with me, it's hard to get her to shut up sometimes. I don't mind though because she's actually pretty smart and we can argue back and forth on pretty much anything. She also is one of the nicest people I've met, besides Chloe. Nobody can be nicer than and as bubbly as Chloe Beale can. When it comes to Chloe and me, especially Chloe, she's extremely nice. We are pretty much the only people she's nice to, except the Bella's. Although, there are days when she feels like trying to get on my nerves. I know she's just messing around so I play along and pretend to get pissed off at her.

I can tell Chloe had really changed her, made her a lot happier, a lot brighter. When she ran into the hospital, I could see how scared she was. Even when I told her Chloe was okay, she still look terrified. I've seen Beca worried and maybe a little scared because of everything Jesse has put us through, but tonight was different. She was petrified, and I saw just how much she really cares for Chloe. Beca is definitely in love with Chloe, and would do anything in the world for her.

I'm positive I'll never have to worry about her doing anything to hurt Chloe. Beca is in this for good.

When I make it back to the hospital, it's late and there isn't many people wondering around. I open the door to Chloe's room and stop in the door way when I see Beca laying with her head on the side of Chloe's bed holding on to her hand. I snap a picture of Beca before sitting in the chair on the other side of Chloe's bed and open a book in an attempt to read.

Sleeping would be impossible tonight.