Chapter 2 - The New Chloe

Beca woke up the next day with heavy sleep in her eyes and weak limbs. This isn't new, though. Ever since she was sixteen and got diagnosed with insomnia due to her parents incredibly rocky divorce, her sleep has been disturbed. And now that Chloe has been gone, her sleep is even more messed up.

On a typical night she comes home from the club at around midnight, sometimes she spends time with Noelle, but usually she just comes home and tries her hardest to sleep. The sleep is for the weak, apparently. It's ten in the morning now. She hadn't fallen asleep until six, so four hours of sleep is what it looks like for Beca today.

She sat up in bed, groaned, then threw her feet over the side and stood up.

She picked up her phone and saw she had three texts. Beca started to walk to the bathroom as she checked them.

'Jesse: Hey, Aubrey and I want to talk to you. Meet us at the usual place at twelve?'

I bet it's about Chloe. She typed out a quick reply of merely, 'Sure.' And then went to the next message that was from Chloe. Beca had a large smile on her face and her heart was pounding. Get a hold of yourself, Beca.

'Chloe: Hey, Becs. I hope you have a good day today. Oh, and don't forget to drink your black coffee. I know how you like to get your days started.'

Beca grinned. She remembers that? Psh, of course she does. Wait, what do I say?

After thinking of something not so idiotic she replied, 'Hey, Chlo. You have a good day, too. I definitely won't forget, thanks for reminding me, though.'

I can't wait to see her.

Beca snapped out of her thought and remembered she had a third message.

'Noelle: Hey, you. Just saying good morning :)'

Beca smiled slightly. She's so sweet, I feel so bad for leading her on.

She replied, 'Good morning.' and as soon as she hit send, her phone chimed again. She slouched against the bathroom counter and smiled as she saw it was Chloe.

'Chloe: Can't wait to see you and hug the life out of you!'

Beca smiled and laughed. She turned the shower on and replied, 'You know how I hate hugs, but I guess yours are all right, Beale.' Then sat her phone down, not noticing she had a reply from Noelle and started to strip down and got in the shower.

She got in and started thinking about Chloe. I wonder if she missed me. Beca started to wash her hair. I missed her. Damn, I missed her. She rinsed her hair. Huh, I probably shouldn't think of her while in the shower. Beca washed her body off and then turned the shower off and wrapped her body in a towel.

She saw her phone was lit up with a message. She made sure her hands were dry and picked it up.

'Chloe: Mine are the best and you know it! What are you up to today? I really miss talking to you face to face, but I guess this will have to do for now.'

Beca let out a breath. I'm really am so fucked.

Later on Beca walked into the coffee shop with a smile. She and Chloe had been texting back and forth their usual flirty banter that they had always done. It felt normal. It felt as if five year of not speaking didn't go by.

Beca sat down with Aubrey and Jesse, quickly wiping the smile off her face when she saw their serious faces.

Beca sighed. "If this is about Chloe, I really don't want to hear it. I can promise you that we are going to be friends again. I missed her more than I can explain and she is the greatest friend I have ever had."

Jesse and Aubrey fake gasped. "Thanks, Beca." Aubrey said.

"Well, yeah." Beca laughed. "Besides you two. Chloe and I were friends back then and we're friends now."

Aubrey pursed her lips and Jesse sat up straight. "Beca, we found out something about Chloe that you might want to hear." Jesse said carefully.

Beca knitted her eyebrows together and shook her head slightly. "What?"

"Chloe left because-"

Beca stopped him. "No, I don't want to hear it. My parents tried to tell me when they found out from her parents, but no. Chloe can tell me since were meeting up on Friday."

Jesse let out a breath. "Beca, I think you're going to want to hear this."

"No." Beca said. "If it's important I want to hear it from Chloe. My parents said the same thing."

The couple nodded. Beca's phone lit up and she smiled right away. Aubrey and Jesse looked at each other in disbelief.

"No way." Aubrey said.

"Are you texting her?" Jesse asked.

Beca didn't reply, she was too engrossed with the text.

"Beca!?" Aubrey said.

She snapped her head up from the interesting conversation and said, "What?"

Aubrey scoffed. "Are you really talking to her?"

Beca shrugged. "I- yeah. Why not?"

Jesse had a pissed off look on his face while Aubrey looked a little confused.

"Why not? Let's see. I can give you a boat load of reasons. And many of them are not what you would like to hear." Jesse stated.

"I can't help it." Beca whined. "She texted me first anyway."

Jesse laughed with a snark in his voice as he leaned back in the chair. "Of course she did. Because she's Chloe and she just thinks she can come waltz back in without a care in the world." Jesse said. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into."

Aubrey nodded at the words. Jesse just sat there with his arms crossed and shaking his right leg.

After a long pause and an awkward silence Beca spoke up quietly, "Why are you guys so mad that I'm talking to Chloe? I don't get it, yeah I love her and all that, but we've always been friends first and foremost." Beca stated. "What's wrong with this situation?" She asked a little louder this time.

Aubrey pursed her lips again before she spoke, "We don't want you to get hurt, and you don't know some things about Chloe that we found out earlier from Stacie. If you knew, I think things would make more sense, but I'm warning you, the facts will hurt."

"And you will be hurt. When you see what it is, you will be so hurt." Jesse said softly while he nodded his head slightly.

Beca's face fell and she was aching to know what happened, but knew that she shouldn't pry the information.

"I'll just have to wait and find out." Beca said.

Aubrey looked to Jesse, then Beca. "Are you sure? It's some pretty big news."

Beca started fidgeting. Wait... See? What the hell could it be!? And why hasn't Chloe told me if it's so big?

"I'm sure." Beca stated sternly. "I've waited five years, I can wait five days."

Three am. Slightly drunk. Hopelessly wishing she could sleep. Confused. And Beca can't stop thinking mindlessly about why Chloe would pack up and leave. But hey, what's new?

Maybe it's got something to do with the reason Jesse said? I need to know. I'll call him.

Beca picked up her phone and drunk dialed Jesses number. After a while he picked up.

"Beca, what the hell? It's 3 in the morning?"

"I knooow!" She slurred.

"Are you drunk?" Jesse asked.

"Nooooo." Beca said. "Tell me what happened with Chloe!" Beca yelled.

"No, you said to wait and your drunk." Jesse said. "Try to get some rest."

The line went dead.

"Eeerrrggg. I'm never going to know."

Beca got into bed and closed her eyes. She started to think back to the day she found out Chloe left.

Five years ago...

Beca was working on some mixes as well as looking for some jobs. She was a waitress at the time, but got laid off. Beca was bobbing her head to a beat when her phone started to ring and she froze.

Chloe's name flashed across the screen.

"Holy shit." Beca whispered. "Holy shit! She hasn't called me in three weeks. Oh my God!"

Beca calmed and took a deep breath. She paused her music, took her head phones off and picked it up. "Hey, you. I was beginning to think I'd never hear from you again." She joked.

She could hear Chloe take a deep breath. The way her breath shook, Beca knew she had been crying. She's comforted Chloe enough to know.

"Are- what's wrong, Chlo?" Beca asked.

Chloe took another evident breath. "I'm so sorry, Beca."

Beca's mouth parted, but nothing came out right away. She let out a small breath. "Don't worry about it." Beca assumed Chloe was apologizing for breaking contact, but she was wrong. "Uh, so what's going on?"

"Beca-" Chloe stopped.

Why does she keep calling me Beca? I haven't heard her call me Beca since, since she told me she was bi. But even that was five years ago now.

"Beca, I haven't called you or you know, came over or met up with you, because I don't know how to tell you this." Chloe stated with sadness laced in her voice.

Beca stood up and walked over to sit on her bed. "Chlo, you can tell me. I won't be mad. And if it's something terrible I'll help you through. We've been best-friends for sixteen years, nothing will keep me away from you." Beca said. "I promise."

"I started seeing someone. His name is Tom." Chloe suddenly rushed out.

Beca's face dropped and her stomach flipped as her heart was pounding. "Oh." She barely whispered.

"God, I- I'm so sorry I never told you this."

Beca gulped. "It's ok." Chloe started crying and it was evident. "Chlo, where are you? I'm not mad you have a boyfriend." Yes, I am. I'm so hurt. But, what can you do. "Let's take a walk or something. We haven't done that in so long. And I know you love walking through Madison instead of Central when you're sad."

Chloe was quiet. No more sniffles. No more shaky breaths. No more gulps.

"I'm in Phoenix, Arizona."

Beca shot out of bed. "WHAT? Why!?" She started to pace. "What? Chloe, why the hell are you in Arizona?" Beca asked confused.

Chloe took a deep breath. "I just got here about a week ago. I moved with Tom."

Beca started to breath heavily. "Why would you move across country with a guy you just met a month ago?"

No answer.

Beca started to cry. "Chloe, what the fuck!? Answer me!"

No answer.

Beca wiped her tears and sat back down. "Chloe?"

"I'm sorry." She whispered. "I still want to keep in touch. I'll call you everyday. I love you and I miss you more than anything, Becs." She quietly said. "I can't lose you."

Beca shook her head. Don't even. "Yeah, yeah. Sure. Have fun in fucking Arizona." Beca muttered and hung up.

Beca started to cry at the memory. "The last words I had said to her were terrible." She rolled over onto her stomach and picked up some more beer off the ground.

"Let's drink to sadness." Beca mumbled. She propped her self up and popped open a bottle. "To being a bitch." She said as she raised the bottle and gulped it down.

"Why Phoenix? Of all places they ran away to Phoenix?" Beca asked herself for the millionth time.

She set her beer down and laid her body down. Beca sat with thoughts of why Chloe could've possibly left without a word. Her body still hurt. Her mind was still racing. And her stomach was aching. Her heart still wondered why her best-friend could leave her with no known reason.

Friday. The week went by quickly with Beca doing her usual routine. Beca woke up this morning with a smile drawn upon her face. I'm seeing Chloe today. She kept repeating in her head. They hadn't been texting as much. It was weird, Chloe would only text her at certain times of they day.

Once or twice in the morning. And then nothing until night time. Beca assumed Chloe was busy with unpacking, or maybe she already got a job. Yeah, she probably did.

It was only noon, but Beca was as siked as ever. She was on her laptop, searching for a nice restaurant to go to. They had decided to meet up at a restaurant in The Village since Chloe lived not too far, apparently. Theydecided on an Italian place they used to go to cause she knew how much Chloe loved it. She texted Chloe the place, no reply, but she figured it was the wrong time of day.

A few hours went by and Beca decided to get ready. She had her appearance taken care of, but she needed to make sure she had her cell and money. She would be taking the subway since she had no car. Like the stereotypical New Yorker, Beca figured there was no point in having a car. Beca stood in front of the mirror and examined herself.

I wonder if I look different. I wonder if she looks different.

After a while she noticed it was about five-thirty and they were meeting at seven so she walked out her apartment door with a smile on her face and headed for the subway.

During the subway ride Beca was extra fidgety. She was filled with nervous tension mixed with pure joy. She should probably be mad at Chloe, but she just can't find her self having any grudges. Neither of them tried calling each other, so Beca knew she was part to blame.

Beca stepped off the subway and took a breath. It was about a fifteen minute walk to the restaurant. Plenty of time to think. As she knew that she was getting closer her stomach started to do back-flips. Once she was at the small restaurant she took a deep, long breath and walked in. It was a causal place so no reservations or anything of the sort.

She couldn't spot any red hair, so she assumed Chloe wasn't there yet.

"Hello, how many?" The hostess asked.

"Oh, hi- uh for two. I'm meeting a friend."

She smiled warmly. "Right this way."

Beca was led to a small table and sat down.

"All right, have a nice meal."

"Thanks." Beca said.

The lady walked off and Beca sat for a moment before checking the time. "Seven-o-five." She mumbled. No biggie.

A few minutes later the waitress came up. "Hi, I'm Lana. I'll be your waitress tonight. What will it be to drink?"

Beca tensed. Come on, Chlo. "Uh, I'll have just water. And I'm meeting a friend. She'll have a lemonade." I hope she still likes lemonade. She does. She always has.

"All right." She said warmly. Beca smiled at her and said, "Thanks." And she walked off.

Ok, Chloe. Seven-fifteen.

Beca pulled out her phone and checked if she had any messages. This isn't like Chloe to just not come.

At around seven-thirty the waitress came back and smiled slightly. "Do you want to wait?"

Beca smiled sadly. "Just a little while longer." The waitress nodded and walked off.

Seriously, Chloe?

Beca pulled out her phone. No messages.

She texted Jesse. 'Chloe hasn't shown. She's thirty minutes late.'

Jesse replied instantly. 'Are you surprised?'

Just as she was about to reply the waitress came back. "Ready?"

Beca sighed. "I just want to wait a little longer. She usually doesn't do this."

Chloe's never stood me up.

She nodded, "It's not a problem." And walked away.

Twenty minutes later and the waitress hasn't come back. Beca's sitting alone. It's been fifty minutes since she got there.

Ten minutes later Beca stood up and walked up to the front and found the hostess.

"Hi, I'm really sorry about the hold up. Here's the money for the drinks." Beca said as she handed the money over.

"Oh, it's no problem. Sorry about your dinner."

Beca shrugged and half smiled. "Thanks." Then walked out.

She pulled out her phone and dialed Jesse as she started walking to the subway station.

"Did she show?" He asked.

"No." She said quietly. "Noelle and I were supposed to go out tonight. I stood her up for Chloe."

Jesse sighed. "Honestly, I'm really surprised she didn't show. After her just leaving you would think she wouldn't even have the guys to reconnect."

"Well, I was hoping she would explain everything to me. Give me the information. Why she left with no explanation. Looks like I was wrong." Beca said.

"I'm really sorry, Beca." Jesse said. Maybe it has to due with Chloe's current situation? Jesse thought, but decided to keep his mouth shut.

"No worries. Nothing ya can do. I just wish she would've let me know instead if just bailing." She said as she stepped into the subway. "Anyway, I gotta go." Beca said and hung up.

Beca sat down and slumped slightly. I hope she's ok. I hope something bad didn't come up. Beca sighed. No, she would've told me. What if she forgot? Ha, she probably did. Beca started to get bitter. Well, if she doesn't care, than neither do I.

Beca had just walked in through her apartment door from the club and she got a call.

"Chloe." Beca mumbled. "I'm not picking up." She set her phone down and got ready for bed.

Afterwards, she noticed she had five missed calls all from Chloe. "No. She can't just keep doing this to me. She's fucked me over enough. I'm done." Beca said to herself.

She laid down momentarily before It started to ring again. For a moment she was strong, she was tough. She wasn't giving it. But then she realized it's Chloe. Her Chloe. The Chloe that has a spell over her. She picked up. I shouldn't even be doing this. This isn't good.

"Beca! I am so sorry, you have no idea." Chloe rushed out. "I got caught up."

Beca only scoffed.

"I can explain." Chloe said.

"Oh, really? Cause you never explained why you left." Beca said coldy.

"That's not fair." Chloe barely said. "I can-"

Beca groaned. "Chloe!" Beca shouted. "Are you really telling me about fair? You want to know what's not fair?" Beca asked.

No response.

"What's not fair is wondering why my best-friend, the only person I've had my whole life who listened to me, who understood me, who helped me through the sleepless nights, who comforted me when my parents constantly fought, who when they divorced was the only one I had to cry into, who held me when I was upset and couldn't breath because of my crying, just damn disappeared." Beca yelled into the phone.

"Beca, if you'll let me explain-"

"No, Chloe. You lost your chance. You fucked me over. You fucked us over, and really? You think you can just apologize and it will be ok? It won't be. Five years have gone by. My life has changed drastically, as yours probably has. These five years I've missed you more than anything. But, Chloe... You think we can meet up and be best-friends again?" Beca asked.

Chloe sniffled. No, she's crying. I can't handle a crying Chloe.

Beca siged. "Honestly... When you said you were coming back, Chlo... I was so happy. I couldn't wait to see you and be ourselves again. But after you standing me up tonight, I'm not even sure if I want you back in my life. Because if this is the new Chloe, I want nothing to do with you." Beca said.

"I'm ss-sorry." Chloe stammered. Beca knew Chloe was on the verge of. sobs. I can't just let her get away with this, but I can't stand hearing her cry.

"I'm so sorry. I can't even tell you-you how fucking sorry I am." Chloe cried.

"It's a little late for apologizes. You know, I stood my girlfriend up for you." Beca stated. I'm not giving in. Jesse is right. I can't let her waltz back in and take over my life again. Even if that's what I want.

"Girlfriend? You- you're, what?" Chloe said.

"Yeah. We were supposed to go out tonight, but I figured since my supposedly best-friend would be back in town I should go with the latter. Guess I was wrong."

Beca heard a muffled voice in the background, it was small and faint. She assumed it was Tom.

"Well, you better get back to your beloved boyfriend? Or husband now? You know since I don't know what the fuck he was in the first place. Take care Chloe." Beca said and hung up.

If Chloe doesn't seriously care, than neither do I any longer. But damn, was Beca wrong.

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