Hey Guys, This one is a little bit shorter, but have a pretty good idea where the story is going to go now. Hope you're enjoying this fic and thanks again for all feedback :) it's all greatly appreciated…Enjoy!
"Chloe…Chloeeee. Come on Chloe I need to get you to bed" Becca gently tried to wake up the red head who was now sprawled out on her couch.
Chloe had passed out within 10 minutes of being at Becca's, the brunette thought the only logical thing she could do now was take the woman to bed to sleep it off.
"Hmm…" the red head replied, opening her eyes slightly dazed.
"Chlo you've crashed out, you can't sleep on here" Becca explained to no reply.
The only thing Becca could think to do was to carry Chloe over to bed herself, although she was short Becca had good upper body strength.
Becca gently pushed her hands under Chloe's body as she slowly lifted her up in to her arms. The brunette tried to ignore the pang in her stomach as she looked down at the red head in her arms.
Slowly she made her way through her apartment towards her bedroom trying not to wake Chloe up, who was now nuzzling her head in to Becca's arm.
"Why don't you like me anymoreeee" Chloe muttered, Becca could barely make out her drunken muffled words.
"Of course I like you Chlo, you're just drunk. We'll talk tomorrow okay?" Becca replied hoping that this was enough of an explanation for the red head for the moment, it was creeping up to 5am and Becca was shattered.
Becca reached her bed and placed Chloe gently on top of it, easing her under her covers. She sat there for a moment staring down at the peaceful red head.
Why had she gotten so drunk? Is this my fault?
Becca's head was swirling with concepts, each one confusing the brunette even more.
Becca's eyes suddenly shot down to her hand, feeling the red head's hand curl her fingers around Becca's.
In an instant Becca's eyes shot up to Chloe's, they were now looking back at her, those bright blue orbs which had made Becca fall so deeply.
"Please Bec…I..I know I'm drunk but I'm not stupid. something has changed with us now…" Chloe hiccupped "Hasn't it?"
Becca was totally thrown off by Chloe's question, she hadn't expected such a forward conversation. Especially not now. Especially not the state she was in.
"Chloe you got engaged" the words left Becca's mouth before she could process what saying them meant to Chloe. Perhaps she would think it was weird Becca was stating the obvious, maybe she would understand the under tone Becca was getting at. Or maybe she was too drunk to even hear what Becca is saying.
Becca stared down at the red head, Chloe suddenly reclaimed her hand from Becca's as she looked deep in thought. She flung her head back on to the pillow and ran her fingers through her red hair.
Chloe let out a sigh before turning her head to look at Becca,
"I know. I know" was all the red head replied. This time she seemed a lot more serious, almost as if Becca's words had sobered her up.
"I..I've been with Tom for years yano? Like lovey dovey couple of the century shit. Then you came along Becca. YOU" Chloe reached forward and pushed the brunette aggressively, causing Becca to fall slightly to the side.
"Woah! Calm down there red, remember you turned up here to see me. I'm not being a dick, I'm trying to make sure you're okay by putting you to bed" Becca tried to hide the hurt in her voice.
Obviously Chloe regrets meeting me, I've caused all this
Chloe sat up and pulled the brunette in to a bone shattering hug, Becca tried to resist the urge of taking in the scent of the red head. She needed to stop with this constant fixation, it was unhealthy. Chloe had settled down, Becca had decided to smile and get on with it and be happy for her.
Chloe slowly released her but not too far, she slid her arm behind Becca's neck and brought her head closed to the girls so their foreheads were touching.
Becca's whole body had tensed at this point, she knew that Chloe was drunk but this was the closest they had been face to face. Becca could literally feel Chloe's breath on her face. The brunette was resisting the urge to lick her lips.
Chloe was biting her bottom lip as her eyes were shut tightly, almost straining herself not to look in to the brunettes eyes.
"Let's sleep Bec, Please cuddle me?" Chloe asked still with her eyes shut and forehead pressed against Becca's.
The brunette swallowed as she took in this moment, after Chloe now being forever with Tom. She didn't know how many more of these moments she will receive with her favourite red head.
"Sure, let me ahh…" the two girls released each other as they both climbed back in to bed. They fell in to their usual sleeping positions, with Chloe wrapping herself around Becca.
For Becca it was pleasure and torture all at once, she's never wanted and not wanted something so much. She closed her eyes hoping to get a few hours' sleep before she had to get up.
Highly unlikely if I don't shut this fucking brain off.
Titanium rung loudly, filling the bright room as Becca begrudgingly rolled over to her phone.
"What the fuck" was all Becca heard from her left hand side of the bed. She smirked obviously remembering Chloe will be feeling the effects of her hangover by now.
Looking back down at her screen she saw an unrecognised number calling her. Becca couldn't decide whether to answer or not,
Fuck it
"Hello" Becca croaked out as she lay back down in bed, gradually trying to wake herself up.
"Becca! It's Aubrey, please say you're with Chloe right now?" Becca's eyes furrowed.
"Aubrey, wait how did you get this number?" Becca questioned, knowing she had never given the blonde her number.
"You're right Becca, that is a much more important subject to discuss now, rather than my best friend being missing for a whole night, and no one knowing where she is. Please, please continue with your interesting line of questioning about how I got your number" Aubrey was clearly at her most sarcastic first thing in a morning.
"Christ I get it okay, I can't handle your talkative shit this early" Becca replied annoyed at the blondes attempt to rattle her.
"Earth to fuck wit Becca…you haven't answered my question! IS CHLOE WITH YOU? Do you understand me? Holy shit Mitchell" Aubrey's tone was growing more and more frustrated as Becca still hadn't answered her first question.
Before Becca could retort with something she felt the phone being grabbed off her, "Give it here" Chloe muttered putting the phone to her ear before Becca could protest.
"Yes Aubrey I am here. I'm fine and alive and everything is good. I'll call you back in a bit okay?" Chloe muffled out to the blonde assertively.
"How did I know you would be at that hobbit hole! Anyway no that's not okay because I've had your fiancé banging on my door this morning asking where you were. You need to call him now "Aubrey said with urgency in her voice.
Chloe rolled her eyes as she still lay under Becca's duvet "Fine I'll call him okay" Chloe replied in an annoyed tone.
"Chloe there's more...when Tom knew you weren't here his next guess was Becca's and…I think he could POSSIBLY be on his way over" upon hearing this Chloe's eyes widened as she quickly shot a look at the brunette.
Fuck what did Aubrey say to her now
"Shit okay thanks Aub I'll see you when I get home" Chloe quickly hung up before jumping out of bed and searching the floor for something.
"Ummm is everything okay? What's going on?" Becca questioned the red head who seemed to be getting more and more anxious.
Chloe stopped for a moment while she spoke to Becca
"Tom has been on the phone to Aubrey, she thinks he's on his way over here now" Chloe said with concern in her voice, she then began to carry on searching away, scanning the floor.
Becca didn't really understand what the big concern was about, sure he would be annoyed she hadn't come home but she was safe.
Surely he should be glad that she is okay, why would he be pissed?
"Right…well chill the dramatics Chlo you're okay. Try the couch if you're looking for your bag" Becca suggested in a calm tone, she had never seen the red head seem so on edge.
Just as Becca was about to get out of bed she heard a loud banging on her door. Chloe froze and looked at Becca, she wasn't used to seeing the red head's face like this. She seemed so scared.
Becca hopped out of bed and walked over to the door to answer it, of course it was Tom. He stood there not speaking a word, just glaring down at the small brunette who seemed unphased by his current stance.
"She's here isn't she? Where is she?" The tall brunette man stated.
"Who's she?" Becca replied back, she didn't know why she was trying to be annoyingly sarcastic, but it pissed her off how he doesn't even call Chloe by her name.
Tom's face was now becoming angrier, Becca was sure she could see him grinding his teeth. Before he had a chance to retaliate, Chloe strode over to them and hugged Tom.
"Hey babe I'm here, I'm so sorry I haven't called you. I fell asleep on Becca's couch and literally just woke up" the words rolled off Chloe's tongue effortlessly.
Tom looked both girls up and down and attempted to survey in to Becca's apartment before being met with the door closing narrower by Becca, obscuring his view.
"You could have called me Chloe I've been so worried. So you slept on the couch not Becca's bed huh?" Tom was directing the question right towards Chloe.
Becca could tell the red head was nervous, she had started fiddling with her sleeves as the cogs in her head processed what to say.
Just tell him the truth, so fuck if we shared a bed nothing happened. We're friends.
"Yeah, like I said I slept on the couch" Chloe avoided complete eye contact with the brunette while saying this.
Becca's heart broke a little at the fact Chloe didn't tell the truth, she didn't understand why this had to be a secret. Why she had to tell a blatant lie to her apparent love of her life.
"This right is it?" Tom now shot a question Becca, taking the brunette completely off guard. Becca's eyes glanced over to Chloe who was staring at the brunette awaiting to see if she was going to go along with Chloe's lie or tell the truth.
Fuck this. Just agree get them out of here, you don't deserve this.
Becca smirked as she replied "Yep absolutely true, she slept on the couch all night. I've always preferred my own space anyway" Becca added on, mainly to send a message to Chloe.
It worked judging by the look on Chloe's face, it was almost as if she had just been kicked in the stomach, her eyes were placed firmly on the floor.
"Okay well come on Chloe we've gotta go. We need to go to my parents' house to tell them the good news" Tom grabbed Chloe's hand and dragged her away.
As Becca was closing her door Chloe turned around "Bye Be…" Before the red head could finish saying bye Becca slammed the door shut.
Not only had she managed to unknowingly break Becca's heart, she now was making her lie to that jackass just to please him.
Enough is enough
Becca couldn't take it anymore, she needed a release. She needed to get all this energy out of her system. It was destroying her. The brunette had promised herself never to get herself in to that position again.
She walked over to her kitchen and grabbed her half-drunk bottle of tequila from the top shelf, followed by a shot glass.
Reaching for her phone in her pocket she looked at the time *10.02 am*
Well…its 5 o'clock somewhere right?
With that she poured herself a shot of tequila and shot it back, the instant burn in her throat made her forget, if only for a few seconds. Relishing in this feeling Becca took another…followed by another. Before deciding that was enough before lunch time.
She wandered back through and sat on the couch where Chloe had passed out. Laying her head back as she allowed the alcohol to work its way through her body, the photo frame next to her caught her eye.
She picked it up as Chloe did those months ago. Becca stared at it, stared at her. She hadn't thought about Amber in a long time. The thought of her name 6 months ago made Becca's heart break all over again.
But now…it seemed less painful and destructive than her current pain she was dealing with. Becca knew she was head over heels in love with Chloe, and she needed to stop these feels pronto.
I'm doing it.
Without any further thought of the implications Becca placed the photo frame back down and started to type out a text message. Before she had a chance to change her mind she quickly hit send. The brunette sat there waiting patiently for a reply, not knowing what she was going to receive back.