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Chapter 11

Beca was restless to say the least. She was waiting for Chloe in a coffee shop near the redhead's clinic. Since Beca worked at night, she was only free during the day. Therefore, they had to meet during the redhead's lunch break.

Beca didn't expect Chloe to contact her at all so when she saw the text, she nearly dropped her phone. She was a little hesitant to meet with the redhead, but at the same time, she was eager to see her again and was a little curious about what the redhead wanted to talk about.

So here she was, sitting at a table near the window, nervously waiting for the redhead to arrive. She didn't want to be late so she arrived 30 minutes early. But when she was seated, she began to think this was the worst idea ever since she would definitely be using this 30 minutes to panic and probably even having a nervous breakdown from all the scenarios flying like crazy in her head.

Therefore, in order to distract herself, she took out her phone and texted Fat Amy, hoping to somehow get a pep talk or something.

Dude, what are you supposed to say when you are meeting your ex-girlfriend? – B

After waiting for a few minutes, just as she was starting to think Fat Amy wasn't going to respond, she felt her phone vibrate in her hand.

How should I know? I don't have any girlfriends or ex-girlfriends. – FA

Beca rolled her eyes and typed,

I'm not asking for your personal experience! I just feel like I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown right now. – B

Where's your Mitchell swagger kid? I thought you were smooth with the ladies ;) – FA

Amy I'm serious! What should I say to her? What if she starts yelling at me? – B

Calm down Beca, just…think of her as an old friend, instead of your ex-girlfriend who was your first love and broke up with you when you went to propose to her. – FA

Why did I text you in the first place?! You give the worst advice! – B

Don't be crazy, do you not remember all the times I've been awesome?! – FA

Beca huffed, and just when she was about to type out another reply, she caught a glimpse of red hair and saw Chloe walking into the coffee shop, so she quickly wrapped up this text conversation.

Dude, stop talking, she's here! – B

Whaaa? You texted me first! Anyway, good luck kid! – FA

Beca put away her phone, taking in a few deep breaths, before she stood up, watching Chloe walking towards the table.

Beca took a second to take in Chloe's appearance. She's still as beautiful as ever. She thought, and then shook her head slightly. No, she could not have those thoughts right now. She watched Chloe closely, her heart beating faster with every step Chloe took towards her and finally, the redhead was standing in front of her.

"Hey." Beca said, hesitantly.

"Hi." Chloe offered her a small smile before going to sit down at the opposite of Beca.

The waiter came to ask about their orders. And after he left, the two fell into a rather awkward silence.

Beca was racking her brains to find something, anything to talk about, but she wasn't sure what the redhead's intentions were for this meeting, so she didn't know what kind of topics were appropriate.

Fortunately, the redhead came to her rescue, "How have you been?"

Beca looked up at the redhead for a brief moment before replying, "Okay, I guess… How about you?"

"I'm doing alright, thanks."

Then another silence.

"Look," Chloe sighed, "I don't want us to be awkward or whatever. I just thought since we've been bumping into each other a lot lately, it would probably be a good idea to try and fix a few things between us since we did end things on a pretty bad note, you know? And I need to have some…closure…I guess."

Beca nodded, "I understand." She said.

"And whatever happened in the past… it's been a long time. So let's just get over it. And I would like us to be friends again, if you want." Chloe finished, looking down at the napkin in front of her.

Beca watched the redhead for a few moments, before smiling, "Yeah, I'd like that."

Chloe looked up and smiled as well.

The waiter then brought their food and they started to eat.

"You are not wearing an engagement ring." Beca stated after a while. She had been dying to ask this question since she noticed Chloe wasn't wearing any ring the moment she walked in.

Chloe looked down at her hand, before replying, "Yeah, Chicago and I… it didn't work out so…"

"What? Who?" Beca asked, a little confused.

Chloe lightly chuckled, "Chicago, my ex-boyfriend. He's in the air force and recently got transferred to the European base."

"Oh… what kind of name is Chicago?" Beca mumbled, then she widened her eyes, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that out loud."

Chloe laughed, "It's okay, normal response I'd say."

"So how did you two meet?" Beca asked curiously.

"Oh, he brought his dog to the veterinary clinic when I was still an intern there." Chloe answered causally.

Beca smiled, "That's cute, like a movie even."

Chloe chuckled a little, "Yeah, heard that a lot. Guess it was quite indeed a meet cute. But I never thought I'd hear the word 'movie' coming out of your mouth." she joked.

Beca snorted, "After all these years, I've learnt to tolerate them."

Chloe chuckled again, shaking her head.

"So, you are a vet now huh?" Beca asked.

"Yeah, actually I just opened my own clinic with some of my colleagues a few months ago. It was just around the corner from this coffee shop." Chloe smiled.

"Wow that's amazing Chloe. I'm happy for you." Beca said genuinely.

"Thanks. So, what about you?"

"Well you've already seen me in my two jobs," Beca shrugged, "So if you are asking me whether I have a third job, then no, I don't have a third job."

Chloe chuckled, "That's not what I meant but okay."

"If you don't mind me asking, why didn't it work out between you and Mr. Windy City? He seemed like a nice guy." Beca asked, hoping she didn't overstep by this question.

Chloe laughed at the joke about Chicago's name. Beca hadn't changed one bit apparently, cracking witty jokes every opportunity she can.

"Well, yeah he's nice and all, but I just don't see my future with him you know? I feel like I want to find someone that I can at least see myself dancing in the kitchen with." Chloe shrugged, "Plus, he wanted me to move to Europe with him but I don't see myself living in Europe as well."

Beca smiled. Chloe was still a hopeless romantic. Something apparently would never change.

Chloe noticed Beca's smile, "What?"

"Nothing." Beca quickly said and resumed eating her mac and cheese.

Chloe watched Beca with a thoughtful face, then she said, "You look different."

Beca looked up, and she just couldn't hold back the first comment that popped into her head, "If by different you mean bigger boobs I swear to God—"

"Oh my God! No! Not that!" Chloe laughed.

Beca smiled and was relieved. She was worried that the comment had gone too far and might upset the redhead.

"Okay, then how so?" She urged.

Chloe thought about her answer, "Well, when we first met, you with your skateboard, your tattoos, and your guitar—"

Beca interrupted again, "You just described the definition of a badass, but go on."

Chloe laughed again, "No, I just meant that the younger you were so cocky, untamed and without a care in the world, but now you seemed gentler, more at peace and more matured… in a good way." She added.

Beca considered what Chloe just said, before nodding, "Yeah, I guess you are right. But if after all these years, I'm still like a 17-year-old brat and haven't matured, I think I should be worried."

They laughed, and Beca continued, "Yeah, I guess life just happened." She shrugged.

Chloe couldn't help but notice a sad expression flickering on Beca's face just for a split second, so quick that people would hardly even notice, but she did. She then remembered what she heard in the bar about Beca's despicable manager and wanted to ask Beca about it so bad. But she knew the brunette probably wouldn't want to talk about it. So she just nodded.

Chloe's phone rang. She checked the time and knew she should probably go back to the clinic. Beca immediately knew their time was up, so she paid for their lunch and walked out with redhead.

"Beca, you didn't need to pay for my lunch you know." Chloe said.

"Don't worry about it, I want to… I'm really glad we could catch up… I hope we can do this again?" Beca asked.

"Yeah, I'd like that as well. I had a really good time. Thanks, Beca." Chloe smiled.

"Yeah, me too." Beca answered, "So see you then?"

Chloe nodded, "Yeah, see you."

Just as Beca was about to turn to go to her car, Chloe spoke again, "Wait Beca…"

Beca turned back around and saw that Chloe was chewing her bottom lip, a habit indicating that she was being hesitant and unsure.

"What is it Chloe? You can ask me anything." Beca reassured the redhead.

"Well, I know it probably doesn't matter now but… I'm just… I just want to know, why didn't you respond to my calls and voicemails back then?" Chloe asked.

Beca's heart clenched. Should she tell Chloe the truth? But just like she said, it doesn't matter now. Beca looked down, taking in a deep breath, "I didn't check the phone. Sorry." She said in a smaller voice.

Chloe shook her head with a sad smile, "No, you don't need to be sorry. It's in the past and it doesn't matter anymore. I'm just curious that's all."

Beca looked up and nodded. "I'm still sorry Chloe."

Chloe offered her a small smile before saying, "Okay I really need to go, we'll be in touch. See you Beca."

Beca gave her a small wave and watched the redhead disappear around the street corner.

Those 52 missed phone calls and 15 voicemails. How could she forget? But did she do the right thing by not telling Chloe the truth? Well technically, what she said wasn't a lie, it's just not the whole truth. But yeah, it doesn't matter anymore. And she could only hope it was the right thing to do.