Chapter 9 - Failed Seduction

"Chloe!" Beca said as she stepped outside the cafe. The place wasn't in a crowded area, it was a secluded little coffeehouse, next to some other little shops. She could see the redhead walking away hastily, and when she called her name, she kept on walking.

Beca sighed, knowing she had no choice but to chase after her. She started walking fast and eventually she caught up with her.

"Chlo," she said as she gripped the girls wrists.

"Let go of me," Chloe hissed and sped up.

Beca didn't stop, she continued to follow her, knowing if she stopped now Chloe would get even angrier at her. She made that mistake already.

"Chloe Michelle Beale, stop running away from me," Beca yelled.

Chloe stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, having a few people bump into her, but not enough to move her, she turned around and Beca saw the tears in her eyes, which made her heart break.

"Chloe, I'm sorry," Beca said, "I didn't think she would be-"

"Such a bitch," Chloe yelled, "you actually like her? You actually have feelings for her? How could you be with someone so rude?"

Beca hung her head, "I don't know,"

Chloe wiped her fallen tears, shook her head, turned around and started to walk away, only to have Beca follow her.

"Why are you even with such a mean person? She's definitely not your type," Chloe said as they continued to walk nowhere.

"I-it's complicated," she mumbled.

"You love her or something? Don't want to look like a bitch, too?" Chloe asked bitterly, "or are you staying with her just to have a girlfriend?"

"I don't love her," Beca mumbled.

"Right, but you're just going to stay with her!?"

Beca huffed, "Chlo, you seriously can't be mad at me for having a girlfriend!"

Chloe stopped making Beca run into her, and clenched her jaw, "Really? You think I'm mad because you have a girlfriend?" She asked, but got no answer, "I'm mad because she talked to me like I was a piece of shit! I'm not going to let anyone talk to me like that again, not after Tom and Sarah," she stated.

Beca lightly shrugged her left shoulder and looked down, "I've wanted to break up with her for a while, but I- I don't know, I just feel bad," Beca said, "I'm not even sure if I have any feelings for her."

"It's been what? Four months almost and you don't know if you have any real feelings for her?" Chloe asked, "don't you decide that before you get into a relationship?"

Beca nodded, "I don't know much about this stuff. I didn't even want to date anyone, but Jesse made me," Beca said, "I'm not a really mushy person, and I'm not good with feelings."

Chloe nodded, "I would give you some advice, but as we both know I know shit about relationships."

Beca laughed softly and she smirked up at Chloe and locked their eyes. Beca gave Chloe that same look as right before they kissed last night, Chloe gulped and she looked to Beca's lips and then up at her eyes again.

I need to get over this. Chloe thought, not realizing Beca was thinking the same thing. Beca couldn't help but see that Chloe's eyes got a shade darker, and she tried to make sense of it by thinking the sun had some doing. But really? No.

"I'll walk you home?"

"Sure," Chloe softly said.

As they were walking Beca started to ease closer to Chloe, assuming the girl wanted to hold hands. Cause that's what they always do. She barely touched Chloe's hand, when she retracted it.

"What was that?" Beca asked.

"Oh, uh, I don't know. I don't think we should hold hands anymore," Chloe said.

Beca scoffed, "So, you can kiss me but we can't hold hands?"

Chloe knitted her eyebrows and her lips parted, "Are you forgetting that you have a girlfriend, who I got chewed out by because you've been spending so much time with me? I mean, Beca, you said yourself were just friends," Chloe stated, they continued to walk without any reply from Beca, then Chloe said, "and you know, just friends don't hold hands like we do, they don't cuddle every single damn night, they don't kiss like we did," Chloe finally said.

"I know, but last night you kissed me, and now you're telling me we can't hold hands?" Beca said, "it doesn't make sense, and the way you're saying that I want to be just friends, makes it sound like you want to be more than just friends."

"Maybe I do," she mumbled.

"What?" Beca asked.

"Maybe I do," she stated this time, "maybe I want to be more than just friends."

"Chlo, no," Beca shook her head, "You don't mean that."

"Why do you keep saying that? You said that last night and now you're saying it today. I mean it, Beca."

Beca zoned out as they continued to walk. She gave Chloe no answer as they continued to walk in silence, while Chloe mentally scoffed, sighed, and all but wanted to punch Noelle in the face.

I can see why Beca likes her, though. She is pretty. And I bet she can be nice... She's better off than me. I'm just this little messed up girl who can't say no. I guess she really just doesn't feel the same.

"Chlo?"

"Hm?" She said, hoping Beca would at least say something.

"We're at your building," Beca said.

"Oh, oh, okay," Chloe said, "see you, uh, later?"

Beca nodded, "I'll text you. And if you need me just call and I'll be there."

Chloe nodded and forced a smile, "Thanks," then walked inside, as she tried not to cry.

She knew that Beca wasn't going to break up with Noelle. She had no clue why. It wasn't exactly that she wanted her to end it for her. But she could tell Beca wasn't happy with her. She could tell Beca didn't like her, and she knew that Beca was only with her because she felt bad, she even said it.

Beca turned around after she knew Chloe made it inside and texted Jesse.

'I need help.'

"What happened to me seriously regretting the lunch?" Jesse quipped, "and you need my help? I thought you were too proud to ask for anyone's help, let alone mine."

"I'm really not in the mood, asshole," Beca retorted.

He laughed, "spill it," Jesse said as he mixed some drinks behind the bar.

"Well, I'll start from last night," Beca said.

Jesse gave her a nod, letting her launch into the story.

"She was at my apartment, and we were just about to go to sleep, and we started having a conversation about something I said that other night," Beca said.

"Well, say it," Jesse said.

"I said that I love her like Ross loved Rachel, and I mean, I meant it. And she didn't know if I did, so she asked."

"And let me guess, you said you didn't mean it," Jesse said.

Beca nodded sheepishly, "Well, what was I supposed to say?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe that you do love her?" Jesse said with a grin.

Beca shook her head, "I don't want to scare her."

Jesse laughed, "Go on."

"Uh, then I told her we could go to Vegas and get married like they did, because she just looked really sad, and then she asked me if she was Rachel and I said she was beautiful like her," Beca rushed out, "and then we kissed." She mumbled.

"I'm sorry, you what?"

"We kissed."

"You kissed her!?"

"She kissed me."

Jesse shook his head and walked around to the bar stools and sat with Beca.

"How was it?"

Beca slouched and her eyes filled, her lips curved into a small smile and she all but sighed happily, "Honestly, Jesse, it was perfect. It was the best kiss I've ever had, it was so amazing. And when I was kissing her it was like I never wanted to stop. I want to kiss her for the rest of my life."

"So, tell her you love her and you two can live happily ever after and have ginger babies who try to be bad asses, but fail miserably," Jesse quipped.

Beca shook her head, "You really are an asshole. What did Noelle say after I left?"

Jesse started to laugh, he took a deep breath and laughed again.

"Okay, what the hell did you say to her?" Beca asked.

"No," Jesse said between laughs, "it wasn't even me, it was Aubrey."

"Aubrey?" Beca asked, "what? What did she say?"

"Well, she basically just yelled at her for being such a bitch, and that Chloe is a very nice girl," Jesse said, "I feel bad. She's really gone trough a lot."Jesse stood up and walked back to make a drink.

After a moment Beca said, "I think Chloe told me that she likes me today."

Jesse looked up at her, "What did she say exactly?"

"Uh, okay," she took a breath, "I was walking her home, and I tried to hold her hand like we always do... And she didn't want to, so, you know I asked why and she said cause I have a girlfriend and blah, blah, so, I brought up how we kissed, but then she started saying that she meant the kiss, and she means that we should be more than just friends," Beca said, "and when I left her she looked like she was about to cry."

"Oh, yeah. Beca, she totally doesn't like you," Jesse dead panned, "dude, she loves you!"

Beca blushed, then she half smiled, "you think so?"

"And you're blushing. Definitely. Chloe turns you into a puddle of mush," Jesse said, "so, what about Noelle?"

She sighed, "I don't know."

"You... You can't really be serious about staying with her after that?"

"I know it's bad, but I've never broken up with someone before.. I have no clue what to do," Beca whined as she stood up and walked behind the bar.

Jesse laughed, "Beca Mitchell is whining... Need some advice?"

Beca took a beer and popped it open, "Please?"

"Hello?" Aubrey said as she picked up her phone.

"Hi, it's Chloe."

"Oh, hello, Chloe. I'm sorry about Noelle, she's a real bitch," Aubrey said.

Chloe laughed softly, "Yeah, I can tell. I was wondering if I could talk to you?" She said as she sat down on her couch.

"Sure," Aubrey said, "'bout what?"

"Beca,"

"Okay, what do you want to know?"

"Uh, I just," Chloe paused, "why is she dating her?"

Aubrey chuckled, "I really don't know,"

Chloe sighed, "I mean, she is a bitch," she hissed, "and she doesn't deserve Beca," Chloe stated, "Beca's sweet, and caring, and just amazing," she huffed out.

"Beca? Beca Mitchell is sweet and caring? You sure?"

"Well, yeah, around me."

Aubrey laughed, "It's true then, I see?"

"What is?" Chloe asked.

"I've heard from Jesse countless times that you and Beca are in love," She stated.

Chloe's mouth dropped, "What? Really!? He said that? When? What? No."

"He said it. And it seems to be true," Aubrey said.

"Aubrey... if I told you something would you like hate me?" Chloe asked.

"Oh, well, it depends. But probably not," she said, "I actually kinda like you. I hope it's not serious."

Thanks? Chloe took a deep breath, "Okay, last night I kissed Beca."

Aubrey didn't say anything, so Chloe went on, "and she didn't do anything to stop it until way later, like we were really kissing. I've kissed her before, but they weren't like that, and I... I don't know. I feel like I do STILL love her... But I kind of think she loves Noelle," Chloe said sadly.

"What!? No, Chloe. I can assure you she doesn't love Noelle," she stated, "and if she kissed you back, I'm pretty sure she might feel the same."

Chloe smiled, even though she knew Aubrey couldn't see her, "Really? I don't know, I asked her if she was going to break up with her and she said she doesn't know," she said, "well, more like she doesn't know how to, but still!"

Aubrey thought about what she was going to say, she went with, "Chloe, I can guarantee you that Beca doesn't love her. She loves someone else," she said slowly.

"Someone else?"

"Someone else." Aubrey stated, "I think you know who."

"You can do it," Beca told herself.

She just got out of work, she didn't work late, it was around eight-thirty and she decided to finally break up with Noelle.

"You can break up with her,"

"You're a bad ass," she laughed dryly, "who am I kidding?"

"Just do what Jesse said. Tell her it's not working out. Tell her that I am not looking for a serious relationship. But don't tell her it's because I love Chloe," she said, "no matter what."

"Okay, let's do this," Beca said and got out of the car she borrowed from Jesse, walked up to her door and knocked.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

"Hey," she said as she saw the door open, "we need to talk."

Noelle nodded and led Beca inside and they sat on the couch.

"You're breaking up with me, right?"

Beca sighed, "Yes," she stated, "we just aren't working, and we never really see each other, and it's just, yeah, not working out."

"Is it Chloe?" She asked, "cause if you're leaving me for her... That's a mistake."

"Excuse me?" Beca said, "even if I was, which I'm not, that's really uncalled for, yeah, she has some problems, yeah, she is handful, but that doesn't matter to me, because she's my best-friend, and you don't just leave your best-friend because they're going through a rough time."

Noelle shrugged it off, "I'm just saying. I can give you more than she can."

"Sure," Beca said, "because the past four months have just been great, right? We hardly spend time together because you're always working, and whenever we do spend time together, we end up getting in some kind of argument, and then you get mad because I'm apparently too "insensitive."

Noelle rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Oh, so, what? Let me guess, Chloe never works does she? Chloe and you never argue, and Chloe doesn't mind that you're insensitive?"

Beca groaned, "Can we just stop comparing you and Chloe? I'm not leaving you for her!"

Noelle scoffed, "Have you fucked her yet so you can just leave her?"

"What?" Beca said, "what are-"

"Don't even, I know that you aren't in this because you have feelings for me, you come over and we fuck and then you leave shortly after."

The way Noelle hissed fucking Chloe, set something off in her. Fucking sounded so vulgar and Beca had this feeling that she could never fuck Chloe. She knew it was cheesy and so cliche from the moment she thought it, but she knew that she could only make love with her. And once she thought it she knew just how deeply she had fallen for Chloe.

She scoffed, "I'm not having sex with Chloe, and even if I was, which I'm not, I wouldn't tell you about it."

"You think she's be better than me?"

"I literally just said we aren't having sex," Beca hissed.

Noelle nodded and started to run her hand up Beca's thigh, and then back down.

"Well, why don't we compare?"

Beca stood up, "There's nothing to compare."

Noelle nodded and stood up, as well, she started backing Beca into the door, "Maybe you'll change your mind...," she kissed Beca's neck, knowing what it did to her, "if I show you that I really am better than Chloe?" She husked.

Beca took a breath, "I told you," Noelle started to press her knee to Beca's center.

Fuck.

"There's nothing to compare," she stated, but didn't really make a motive to stop it.

Noelle nodded and kissed Beca, making it heated and messy, something Beca didn't particularly enjoy. It wasn't like the one with Chloe. It wasn't passionate, it wasn't loving, it didn't make her heart melt and her mind get cloudy; it was nothing. She felt nothing.

"Okay," Beca breathed out, and pushed her away, "I don't want to do this," she stated, "We're over."

Beca took a moment to look at Noelle's angry face and almost giggled, but then realized she's Beca, and doesn't giggle. So, she turned around quickly and walked out the door.

"What a bitch." Beca said as she walked back to the car. She got in a happily called Jesse.

"How'd it go!?" Jesse asked.

"Well, I'm pretty sure she tried to seduce me...," she trailed off.

"And?"

"We're over," she stated firmly.

When Beca got home she tried texting Chloe. She wasn't sure what she was planning on doing from here, she figured she would wing it.

When she had a talk with Jesse, he advised her to let Chloe know how she really feels. And even though he's said it hundreds of times, she decided she actually wanted to. It's been too long to keep a secret that big.

'Hey, Chlo. How you doing?'

She sat and sat waiting for a reply, it was about an hour until she decided to text Jesse.

'Beca: I texted Chloe and she hasn't replied. It's been an hour.'

'Jesse: Maybe she's upset because you're a wuss.'

Beca chortled, "Can't disagree there."

'Beca: Should I go over there or just wait for a reply?'

'Jesse: Wait. She probably needs time and that's why she isn't replying, or maybe she's sleeping. It is almost ten-thirty.'

Beca started to think. What if she's hurt? What if something happened? Maybe I should just go and see if she is okay.

She decided against it. She figured if Chloe really had something wrong with her, she would text. And then suddenly, two hours later, she got a reply.

'Chloe: I'm fine. Sorry I didn't reply. I wasn't feeling too well and took a nap. You don't have to come over, Amy just got home.'

Beca let out a breath of relief.

'Beca: I'm sorry :( I hope you feel better. You've taken all your medicine and stuff, right?'

'Chloe: Right.'

Beca smiled and replied, 'Good job, Beale. I think we should talk face to face tomorrow. I have a lot to tell you.'

What she got next wasn't exactly what she was expecting.