A/N: Hello there gorgeous specimen! I'm sorry it took me so long to finally update... I have been on a short holiday for one week and right after I returned home I got sick. You can just imagine the mess. Anyways... Even though I am still not feeling a 100% I wanted to finish this trilogy before going on a holiday to Spain. I will be gone for a few weeks so I won't be updating for at least a while. Sorry.
My eyes flickered around nervously, scouting my surroundings. Yesterday had not really ended well. Chloe had spammed me with a buttload of messages, which I didn't reply to. The silence between us was only making things more awkward. I just got the books I needed when the school bell rang, sending everyone to their classes. I closed my locker, feeling watched by a pair of eyes. I looked to my left to find Chloe was standing right there at the end of the hall. I panicked. "Beca? Beca!" She called my name when I took off on my heels and fled. I ran around the corner, spotting a storage, where I could hide. My heart thumped so hard within my chest, it felt like my ribs were going to break. "Get it together Beca..." I said to myself as an encouragement. I hastily turned around when the door was opened. It was Chloe, she had found me. "Beca..." Chloe started. She felt like all of this was somehow her fault. "Have you been avoiding me?"
"What? N-no... Of course not Chlo... Why would you think that?" I stammered, walking back a few paces. "Is it just me... Or is the air really thin in here?" I pulled my collar in unease; it felt like it was a hundred degrees. It was a tight space, behind me a supply closet and in front of me Chloe Beale, guarding the exit.
"You haven't been answering any of my texts..."
"Oh yes, battery is dead." I felt bad for lying to her.
"Alright... Than perhaps you want to talk about what happened yesterday?"
Yesterday... Right when I walked out without any reasonable explanation. I was scared, scared of my feelings for the ginger. I've been dating boys for as long as I remember. My wall used to be covered with posters of sexy vampires and werewolves showing off their abs. I never looked at girls any differently, until now... So what was so intriguing about this woman? She was damn beautiful, that was one, not to mention her eyes. The moment I met my eyes with hers, it felt like I drowned in that deep color.
"Look... I like you, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me." I started.
"Okay?" She urged me to continue explaining myself.
"I like boys... I am straight, for as long as I remember." I pointed out, feeling conflicted with my feelings.
"Isn't there a tiny possibility you are into girls as well?" Chloe asked me, the hope in her voice made me more nervous.
"What? N-no... I... I..." I murmured nervously.
"It's okay Beca, no need to get worked up. I'll just leave alright? I have to get to my class anyways." Chloe said, realizing the brunette could maybe need some time to figure this out herself.
"No wait!" I grabbed her arm hesitantly, urging her to turn back around.
Chloe furrowed her eyebrows, questioning why Beca wanted to keep her in the stuffy storage, surrounded by detergent, mops and brooms.
"I don't know... It just feels like I am losing my mind here." I didn't want her to stay, yet I didn't want her to leave either.
"Sometimes following your heart, means losing your mind." Chloe smiled at me, making my belly flutter. I gazed into her eyes with longing, looking between quick glances at her lips. As did she, she didn't speak nor dare to move one inch from her post. I gently brushed over her cheek with my fingers, leaning closer and closer till our noses were almost touching. The sound of my breathing mingled with Chloe's. It was like I had no control left over my body. Chloe placed her hands on either side of my waist, pulling my tense body closer to hers. Our eyes locked when I brushed a strand of hair off her cheek as it slid ever so lightly past her ear. My thumb was softly caressing her earlobe and my fingers were supporting the back of her head as I met her lips. It felt magical. Chloe immediately responded, letting out a soft moan when opening her mouth slightly. The feeling of Chloe's soft lips against mine was amazing. She tasted like vanilla, something sweet yet so very addicting. I pulled back for a brief moment, my eyes half-lidded with an unknown hunger, but she wouldn't let me go for long and swiftly covered my mouth with hers again. She gently pushed me against the supply closet, causing a low groan to roll off my lips. The broom lost its support and fell down on the ground, followed by the mop. I cupped her chin, moving her away slightly so I could place soft kisses on her neck. "Hmm..." Chloe hummed, closing her eyes with pleasure. Then I rose up again, to taste more of her lips. She smirked underneath my lips when my hands trailed down her ass. She dug her fingers into my hair, biting my lip softly, feeling playful. We both flinched when the door opened. The janitor glared at us with big eyes. "What are you two doing in here!? Out! Both of you! Get your asses to class." Chloe took my hand, and dragged me out of the storage. We both started laughing, hearing the man mutter a few words behind us. "Unbelievable..."
We didn't go to class though. Chloe had something else in mind. She wanted to take me on a date, a real date. The ginger took me to Charlie's apple pies, the place she worked. She pulled a chair back for me, motioning me to sit. "My lady." She said smiling, and then took the seat across me. Robbie who was having his shift now, looked up in surprise to see us both. "Well well, if it isn't the iconic duo. How can I help you?" "We're taking the blueberry pancake." Chloe answered for the both of us. "We are?" I asked her, for which she gave me a wink in return. "Trust me on this" Chloe said. I didn't dare to protest to those puppy eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I chuckled, her eyes didn't wander off, instead they still were focused on me.
"Like how?" Chloe said, well aware of what she was doing.
"Like you are about to eat me." I grinned.
"I just might if we are not going to have our pancakes soon enough." Chloe said, biting her lip seductively. "And because you are beautiful." She added.
I blushed. This woman had turned my life completely upside down.
"Well you're quite stunning too." I complimented.
Robbie returned holding two plates with fresh made pancakes. "There you go, two blueberry pancakes."
I thanked him, looking down to this gorgeous piece of food that was lying on my plate.
"So you two are...?" He stammered, shy to ask.
"Uhuh." Chloe nodded, taking my hand.
"You are a lesbian..." Robbie nervously smiled, he had a crush on Chloe since the day she started working at Charlie's. "Wonderful... Enjoy your pancakes!" He added, walking awkwardly to another customer. "Wait, so this means we are officially together?" I held her right there. I wanted to know for sure if she was really serious about this whole dating thing.
"Only if you want to." Chloe said, she didn't want to put pressure on me. "Though I haven't asked you officially yet now have I?"
"Asked what?"
"Beca Mitchell, will you be my girlfriend?" She said, waiting in suspense.
"Yes you idiot!" I started laughing, throwing a blueberry into her direction which she gracefully caught with her forehead. Then took a bite from my pancake, a sweet satisfaction ran down my spine like a chill. "Holy shit this is amazing!" I almost yelled. Chloe was glad it was so well received. "Told you." She pursed her mouth in a self-satisfied smirk.
By far the best day of my life. After eating pancakes we went to a festival in town and took a couple of drinks. I could still feel Chloe grinding against me, on the rhythm of the music, her arms around me, and chin on my shoulder. After that we did something totally random, namely skinny dipping. Something I haven't done since I was eight years old or so. It was something else though. There was no one else but us. Chloe slowly took off her clothes, and assisted with mine. Damn... She was even more beautiful naked. I mean I had seen the whole package when we were in the shower together but now I really had the chance to check her out. We splashed water on each other, passionately kissed, swam, more kissing. It was definitely a night to remember. We came back to Barden somewhere at midnight. Chloe had persuaded me to come with her, so we sneaked inside hoping we wouldn't disturb Aubrey who was, luckily, deeply asleep. "Sleep here for the night..." She whispered, when we stranded both on her bed. "Okay..." I agreed, closing the little space between us, meeting her in a kiss. Things were perfect as they were right now. I wished it could stay like this forever. Chloe wrapped the sheets around us, snuggling close. Of course I was the little spoon. We were both exhausted from today, but happy. Chloe held me close; like she was afraid I was going to leave. But I would not ever want to leave her. She made me realize what true love really feels like.
I woke up realizing the hands that were first secured around my belly were gone. I anxiously looked around me to see where the ginger had run off to. Luckily Chloe was still with me, she sat on Aubrey's empty bed; in her hand that mysterious scrapbook. "Why are you up so early...?" I asked her, my voice slothful from the drowsiness. "It's past eleven Becs..." She hid her smile behind the scrapbook. I was surprised. "Really?" I unlocked my phone to discover it was indeed almost noon. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"You were laying there so adorable... I just didn't want to." Chloe said in all honesty. Aubrey had been up for a couple of hours, usually she goes out jogging at nine and after that hangs out with some friends. So this was the perfect opportunity for Chloe to draw her lover. "I'm not done yet..." She muttered, doing some quick sketches. "What are you doing?" I was rather curious about that scrapbook. "Come on tell me!" I insisted on knowing.
"Fine fine... This is where I keep my art." Chloe handed it over in defeat.
I ran through the many pages that were filled with amazing pictures. No page was left blank. "Chlo... These are amazing." I told her sincerely. I was stunned by the talent she possessed. "You really think so?" Chloe asked me, doubting herself. "I mean... I first wanted to participate in that art competition... but those people are way too talented." She was rubbing over her arm in modesty.
"Dude! So are you!" I blurted out. "You're going to make something so incredible that even Picasso will be jealous."
Chloe giggled. Did Beca even know who Picasso was?
"Okay... Fine. I'll join the competition."
"That's my girl." I said proudly, jumping off the bed to surprise the ginger with a kiss.
I was about to inscribe Chloe's name on the competition form when I heard someone call me. "Becaw! Becaw!"
I looked to my left to discover the person behind that voice was no one else but Jesse. Did he just seriously call out my name like a crow? "I didn't know you did art." Jesse said.
"Oh I don't. My girlfriend does." I didn't even mean to say 'girlfriend', it just blurted out.
"Girlfriend?" He sounded confused, maybe even disappointed.
"Yeah... That ginger, remember?"
It took him a small moment to remember. "Oh right..." He averted his gaze, feeling slightly embarrassed as he tried to hit on just a moment ago. "I didn't know you were a lesbian."
"Me neither... until yesterday." I pointed out. There was this awkward silence between us. All I just wanted to do was sign the paper and leave.
"I've embarrassed you... and myself, which is very normal." Jesse laughed nervously. "I'm going to go... I wish you girls all the luck, and if things don't work out. I'll be right here Beca. I'm a patient man." Jesse said, before walking away. I gaped at him. We met two, maybe three times and did he just seriously say that? When I just announced I was a lesbian? He must think very highly of himself to think I'd go crawling to him if I would break up with Chlo. Anyways... I was done with the filling in the form and decided to head back, wouldn't want to keep Chloe waiting.
Just two more days until the art competition and Chloe had been working on her piece day and night. I wasn't allowed to see it until the competition, which made me insanely curious. She was going to see her family today and wanted me to join her. I was not sure yet of how she was going to address me as. Study buddy, friend, girlfriend? A girl she hangs out with and frequently has sex with? Alright... maybe not that one. Anyways, I was going to leave that completely up to Chlo. Chloe gave a few hesitant knocks on the front door of her old house. The house was built old-fashioned, two stories tall with an attic, a garden with a swing that was about to collapse and a blossom tree which had covered the grass with pink softness. In just a minute the door was unlocked and a woman around her mid forties opened. "Hi!" She charged in on Chloe, pulling her into a firm hug. "I haven't spoken to you in ages! You should call me more often!"
"H-hi mom... That's uhm... I can barely breathe."
"Oh sorry darling. I have missed you." The woman pulled back, with her fingers stroking a side of her cheek, then took notice of me. "And who is this?"
This was it. Call me girlfriend and be done with it, I thought.
"This is... uhm... my friend, Beca." Chloe said, ignoring the stare I gave her.
The woman shook my hand. "It's nice to meet you Beca; I am Kristen, Chloe's mother.
"It's nice to meet you." I replied, briefly looking at Chloe who smiled nervously at me.
"Come in, come in. Dinner is almost ready." She urged us to step inside and closed the door behind us. I caught up with the ginger and asked about change of plans. "Care to give me an update? I thought you were going to tell them right from the start."
"Will you stop pushing me like that? I'm going to tell them."
"Fine..." I didn't enjoy arguing with Chloe, it made me uncomfortable. I promised I was going to leave this entirely up to her.
"Dad!" Chloe jumped in the arms of her tall father. Her father, John, was a well built man, his head was shaved and he had grown a small beard, which was nicely trimmed. I noticed she had inherited his eyes, as his eyes were almost as blue as hers. Her mother on the other hand had green eyes and red hair. I sat next to Chloe, her little brother, Jaime sat next to me, and her parents sat across us. "So how is school honey?" John asked his daughter.
"It's... fun." Chloe didn't really know what to say. Her mind was rather occupied, repeating the words she was going to use for coming out.
You're daughter is joining the summer art competition." I announced.
"Now is she really?" John proudly looked at his daughter who gave the two of them a soft smile.
"It won't get in the way of your study right?" Her mother asked.
"It won't mom..." Chloe sighed. Such a typical thing for her to say...
"What about that boy you were seeing? What was his name again?" Her father continued.
"Tom." Chloe's little brother answered.
"I broke up with him a couple of months ago..." Chloe muttered.
"Really? He was quite handsome wasn't he? Well doesn't matter, boys come and go like seasons." Kristen rambled, cutting a piece of her meat.
"Anyways... I am seeing someone else." Chloe tried step by step to get to the big reveal.
"Oh? Who is the lucky man?" Her father asked.
"Before I tell you... Mom, dad. You need to know something." Chloe muttered. Here we go... She laid down her fork and took one large sip of the red wine. "Alright..." She cleared her throat while nervously pulling the sides of the table cloth. I noticed, and grabbed her hand, hoping it would be of any comfort. "I've wanted to tell you a long time... But I never really had the guts... Still, I think you deserve to know the truth..."
Her parents were attentively listening to what their daughter had to say.
"Mom, dad... I am gay." Chloe said.
Next thing I know was that Chloe's mom was choking on a piece of meat. She turned to the kitchen and drank three glasses of water while her father was gaping at the two of us. Was there more left to say? "And she is?"
"My girlfriend actually." Chloe clarified.
"Cool!" Her little brother spat out. He had taken a particular liking in me, yet he still needed to get used to the idea of his sister being a lesbian.
I awkwardly smiled. I couldn't describe how proud I felt of her. Yet her mom wasn't really agreeing with us.
"When did this happen? You've always dated boys..." She returned her eyes watery from coughing.
"That was all just an act mom... To keep you two happy." Chloe explained further.
"I'm sure you're just confused... You're a teenager, it's normal for you to be overwhelmed by all kinds of hormones." Her mother tried to clarify her actions.
"Mom, I'm not confused, I'm in love with Beca!"
"Honey, it will pass." Kristen said, avoiding eye contact with me.
"For Christ sake! Can't you just accept who I am!?" Chloe yelled, accidentally spilling her glass of wine over the table cloth when she rose from her seat. "Stop it the both of you!" John strictly said.
They did not say a word; they just glared at each other. Tears were running down Chloe's cheeks. She wanted to leave when I tried grabbing her arm. "Chloe..."
"Beca don't..." She replied, shaking my hand off. I thought it was best to just let her be alone for a moment. Still there was no way I was going to stay with her parents. Her mother must be imagining my head on a spike right now. "Chlo wait up!" I followed her outside, finding her sitting on the old swing, her face buried in her hands. I took the hammock chair next to her, stroking her back with my hand. "I just knew she was going to react this way..." Chloe whimpered, her breath rasping quickly. She was disappointed. "Chlo... I'm really sorry." I replied, not sure what I could do to help. "You know it doesn't even matter... This is how I am. They can either accept it, or fuck of!" She said it loud enough so her parents would hear her. "Can you call a cab? I'd really like to go..." Chloe dropped her head on Beca's shoulder, clutching a piece of fabric from Beca's blouse. "Sure, whatever you need babe..." I said, placing a kiss on her forehead before calling a cab to take us back to Barden.
"Are you nervous?" I asked the ginger. It was the day of the annual summer art competition. Of course I was very proud of my girlfriend who was one of the candidates. Chloe looked like she was going to faint any moment now. She wandered around like a zombie, looking pale, wondering if her parents were going to come or not. She had send them an invite, but she figured after last dinner, they were going to reconsider that proposal. We had gathered in the cafeteria where people were offered cake and coffee. A blonde woman took the microphone; she was Chloe's teacher in art. Chloe had told me she's been very supportive. "Students of Barden University! Welcome to the annual summer art competition!" Everyone started clapping. "My name is Gracie Barnett; I give art here on Barden. This year we've beaten our old record of a number of 68 students to join the competition with a whopping 93! Yes you may clap." So many? I never expected that kind of a number. "Well, we'd best get started. The students may pick a good spot to present their art. You've all been giving a number so that people may vote. Now of course every competition has its reward, and this year it's a fancy dinner for two at Cochon! Good luck!"
I helped Chloe carrying her piece of art to one of the halls, were she found a nice spot for it to hang. After we've secured it to the wall, Chloe gave me the honor to dispose of the cloth that kept her art hidden. I pulled the cloth off, my eyes gazing in amaze. She had painted me when I was sleeping. I wore a beautiful white dress, with amazing detail. She had given the sheets a blue color, that spread all over the sheet leaving nothing white, but faded into a baby blue color, like I was laying in some kind of ocean or sky. "Chloe... T-this is... amazing." I was speechless. Soon more people spotted the striking color from in the distance, and cared to take a look. Chloe smiled at me, proud of her work. "I couldn't be more proud of you." I said, wrapping my hand around her. Her painting was called: 'Drowning in Blue'.
The votes had been counted, and now it was time to announce the winner of the annual summer art competition. Every gathered in the cafeteria, talking about the very depths about the students their paintings. Some really had potential. "Alright, may I have your attention please? Thank you all for voting on our students. I couldn't be more proud of them. I know they've put a lot of effort in this and a lot of their time. So I think that deserves applause." Gracie spoke, motioning the crowd to clap. "Now, the winner of the Summer Art Competition is... Chloe Beale with her painting 'Drowning in Blue'!" Chloe let out a high squeal when everyone started to clap, not yet realizing this was really happening. "What?!" She gasped. "You've won! Chloe get your cute butt up there! Go!" I couldn't keep myself from smiling widely. She deserved it. I've seen her working on it almost every day, and the results were stunning. "Tell us Chloe, what inspired you to create this?" Gracie asked her before handing over the microphone. "Actually I was inspired by someone... Beca... The first time I laid my eyes on you, I was immediately hooked. I have never wanted something so bad in my entire life. I totally ignored you saying you were not into girls... instead I just told myself you were. I've been living in this dream of mine which has now come true... and I know it has been brief but I can't imagine a life without you..." The people let out an 'awe'. I wasn't capable of suppressing my tears. Chloe took her trophy and jumped off stage. The crowd made way for the ginger that was running towards me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and roughly started to kiss me with applause on the background. When Chloe pulled back her eyes turned wide at the familiar face a few meters behind me. I turned around to see what she was seeing. Her father grinned at his daughter, one arm around her mother who couldn't possibly look prouder. Looking at Chloe, I saw she was stunned with their late arrival and slightly hesitant. Without much thought I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her family.
"Oh Chloe, my sweetheart. I am so sorry for all the things I said. I am so proud of you... For everything." Chloe had tears in her eyes as she hugged her mom tightly, letting out a soft sob as she was so relieved to be accepted. "I love you mom... dad." I was distracted by all this that I didn't notice Jaime. Chloe's younger brother gave me a big hug, laughing. Obviously he had a great time as well. I felt really happy for Chloe, my girlfriend. She deserved this.
"I'm going to kill both of us..." Chloe panicked. Just a week ago she had passed her drivers exam and now she was driving us in her own car to the beach. It was summer break, two months after the Summer Art Competition. Let's say Chloe wasn't very confident in her driving skills. She was kind of nervous to have someone in the car with her. Otherwise she was always driving alone. "You're not. You're doing fine. Just fine- Whoa! Tree! Tree Chloe!" Chloe was just in time to dodge the tree that appeared right after she took a turn. "Oh my God..." Chloe gasped, her fingers firmly holding the wheel. "We're fine... We're fine. We are still alive Chlo." I said to her, though my heart was beating fast from the scare. "Barely..." Chloe muttered. "Hey... I love you." "Love you too..." Chloe replied back. It was a beautiful hot day, perfect for going to the beach. I grabbed her hand, in the other a cool box with drinks and food. We gave each other a sweet kiss before going. Looking back, this was one hell of a year to remember.
A/N: Well there you have it. The final chapter. I hope you people enjoyed reading troughout this triology. At least I enjoyed writing it :) I have no clue on what to write next to be quite honest... So feel free to come with ideas ^^ Also... I assume you have heard Bechloe got nominated for TeenChoiceAwards. So if you haven't voted yet... Please do so now! We cannot let this opportunity go to waste. I am not saying Newtmas does not have potential... but lesbihonest here. Bechloe really has a chance of becoming canon. We are a fandom that has been existing for more than three years. I just want to see the look of suprise on Anna Kendrick and Brittany Snow's faces. Those dorks will loose their minds...
Loves to you all! Have a nice holiday ;)
xxx