Stacie's POV
"Why are you so blue, midget?" I ask while sitting on Beca's bed. She looks up at me from her desk.
"What do you mean?" she asks. I roll my eyes.
"You've been mixing sad music for the past two hours." I state. "Why the hell are you mixing a bunch of sad music?" Beca turns back to the computer and starts changing things on the mix.
"Are they not good? Have I lost my touch?" She says rapidly. Fucking idiot.
"No! You still have your touch. I just don't wanna be so damn depressed while doing homework."
"Oh..." She fixes the mix and saves it. Shoving all my books off the bed she lays down next to me. Bitch. I think as I stare at the books now on the floor.
"So does this mean you're gonna talk about your feelings?" I ask while stretching. Beca stretches across her bed and sighs.
"Chloe's gotten distant. Whenever I ask to hangout she always has something going on that we can't."
"So you miss her?"
"Yeah..."
"Is there any reason she would be getting distant?"
"No." I look at Beca, surprised.
"Chloe wouldn't just start getting distant randomly." I say. "Is there ANYthing that could make her?"
"Well..." I hear regret in her voice as she turns her head away.
"What happened?"
"Nothing. I was just uncomfortable around her since she admitted she had a crush on me. And I lied for a few days before I came clean."
"Beca!" I gasp.
"She said it was fine! And she's a terrible liar so I know it's not that." Beca defends, rolling on to her back.
"Beca. She actually is a good liar. A really good liar."
"I've seen her try to lie before. She sucks at it." I can hear in her voice and see it in her eyes that she desperately doesn't want to believe me.
"Beca. She lied to Aubrey, her best friend, for weeks. You were there! She was planning an awesome birthday party and Aubrey had no clue."
"But why would she be getting distant about that?"
"Imagine if someone who was important to you lied to you for three days. Wouldn't you be questioning everything they've said to you? Questioning if they've lied to you about everything you've come to know?" At this Beca looks away slowly. She thinks about what I said silently.
"It... It's because of me..." She whispers, curling into a ball. "What have I done?" I wrap my arms around her and hold her as she cries. I dare not say the thoughts going through my head:
You might have lost Chloe...
Hey... so... It's been awhile since I've updated this... Lack of motivation, I guess. Hehe. Yeah. But I'll try to write more per chapter, and then be unlazy enough to type it out. I really will try. Hope this doesn't chase you guys away, lol. Till next time, eh?