"Chloe, can you come in here please?"

Chloe snapped around, accidentally knocking over a pile of papers. The familiar voice of her boss, Simone, had broke her daydream (yeah, a Beca related daydream). She was sat at her desk in the staff room, it was five pm later that day after the argument with Beca and well Chloe was not in a good way.

"Sure," Chloe agreed a little confused. She felt particularly uneasy as she got up and followed Simone into her office.

"What's up?"

"Sit down," Simone told her and Chloe obliged; she felt like she was a student at high school and Simone was the head teacher. It was demoralising.

Chloe had only ever been in Simone's office one other time- when she was interviewing for the job. It had cream walls with a timber door and a big timber desk that was meticulously tidy. Simone was the head of English at the university. She was definitely formidable, but Chloe had always seen her as good person at heart, despite the long hours she made everyone work; she was about forty with long dark hair and always wearing some smart blazer and skirt.

"Sure," Chloe took a seat at the desk, playing with her fingers uncomfortably.

Her boss was silent for a second or two, just looking at the younger teacher in front of her and seeing that she seemed a little vacant, and a little upset. She felt bad for Chloe, she saw a lot of herself in her and she didn't like seeing her looking so down.

"So, I've recently been informed that you may be romantically involved with one of your students," Simone broke the silence, coming straight out with it.

Chloe's stomach dropped about a million feet. What?!

"Uh, no..." Chloe denied, blushing deeply. Her mind immediately jumped to Beca's friend Jesse and a burning hatred began in the back of her mind.

"Obviously that would be unacceptable," Chloe's boss said, keeping up with the professional vibe, but then she softened, seeing how cut up Chloe was.

"Look, I understand, person to person that being a teacher is fucking hard and that it takes up a lot of your free time, okay?" Simone said in a low voice. "And I understand that it's easy to just say yes when a student is coming onto you. But it's completely against policy, and I'm sorry but if we get any evidence, then your job will be one hundred percent be on the line. I hope you can understand Chloe."

Chloe looked down at her hands, realising how shitty her life truly was at that point in time and feeling suddenly very upset. Images of Tom leaving, Beca yelling at her and Beca kissing her kept circling around in her mind and she closed her eyes for a moment until they were gone. Fuck I'm a mess, Chloe thought.

"I understand," her voice was quiet. "So, if...if I hypothetically was involved, you're saying that...I would be forced to end it with said...student?"

"I'm sorry. But yeah."

Chloe nodded.

"What if I hypothetically...couldn't?" this question was quieter and more intimate and Simone felt a strong wave of sympathy.

"Chloe, you're twenty four, you're young, you're beautiful, you'll find someone else," she assured her.

Simone really wanted to reach out and give the girl a hug, she looked so sad.

"Okay. I get it."

"Great. I'll see you at work tomorrow?" Simone asked.

"Mhmm," she agreed. Chloe managed to force a smile before she got up and walked out of the office, feeling completely upset.

Everything was going wrong.

Come round now please Beca I need to talk to you.

Beca looked at her phone, surprised at the text on the screen. It was from Chloe, but with no Xs and no smiley faces. This was weird.

Um, okay I'll be there in twenty minutes...

Beca pressed send, feeling confused and scared. Beca felt really guilty about yelling at Chloe earlier and she felt really guilty about running off. Truth be told, Beca just wanted Chloe to be her girlfriend. The thing was, there were so many things in the way; Jesse, Chloe's job, Beca's emotional problems. If only they could pull it together, it would be perfect.

Beca pulled on her favourite denim jacket and headed out of her dorm and off campus. On the bus down town to Chloe's apartment, Beca listened to some sad trance mix that she'd made a while ago. She couldn't possibly guess what Chloe was going to say but she prayed that it was along the lines of, "let's go on a date and be together forever."

After a quick walk from the bus stop to Chloe's apartment building, Beca found herself outside Chloe's door. She was nervous now. Screw it, Beca thought and just knocked.

The time before Chloe opened the door was the worst, but after what seemed like a lifetime, the door opened and Beca's breath caught at the sight of Chloe's bright eyes.

"Hey," Chloe breathed. "Come in."

"Kay."

Nothing was said as Beca stepped into Chloe's apartment, following Chloe who went to sit on the sofa. Chloe looked serious. She was wearing light blue jeans and a grey sweatshirt. Obviously she looked gorgeous but after everything that went down earlier that day, Beca felt weird touching her, so kept her distance, just in case Chloe was mad.

"Um, what's up?" Beca broke the silence with a pathetic question, immediately feeling stupid.

Chloe took a breath and looked Beca in the eye for the first time. She was sat right on the other side of the sofa, with her arms folded.

"Bec...I know we argued and everything earlier, but I'm forgetting about that right now," Chloe said in a steady voice and Beca sighed in relief.

"Oh thank God, because I'm so sorry-"

"No stop," Chloe interrupted Beca, putting up a hand to silence her. "I just...I just talked to my boss. She knows about us. Someone tipped her off."

Chloe's eyes were full of worry, and they watched as Beca's face turned from shocked to furious.

"What?! I'm gonna kill Jesse! I'm gonna fucking-"

"No, it's okay!" Chloe tried to shut her up, where Beca was sat up straight, her blue eyes wide and angry.

"It's not okay!" Beca exclaimed. She was mad but Chloe still looked calm, sat across the sofa seriously.

"No, shut up," Chloe told her firmly, and Beca actually did, sitting back. "What are we even doing Beca? Look, we have to end it. Or I'll get fired."

Beca sunk back into the sofa. The words began to form in her mind and Beca realised what Chloe was saying.

"I...I don't know what to say," Beca said meekly.

Chloe shrugged, but her eyes were sad.

"There's nothing to say," Chloe nearly whispered.

Beca looked down at her knuckles and pushed them into each other, bruising them further.

"There kinda is...I'm into you, aren't you into me?" Beca asked pathetically.

Chloe didn't say anything. She crossed her arms tighter.

"Chlo'?"

"Yeah...yeah I am," Chloe admitted.

"So then what's the problem?" Beca asked, her voice stronger, desperate for an answer.

"The problem is I'm gonna get fired!" Chloe told her roughly. "And I would never get employed again! Ever!"

Beca was silent.

"Okay. I understand. I'm being selfish."

Chloe bit down on her lip guiltily but saying nothing.

"It's not like we're in love or anything so..." Beca shrugged, totally not choking up...

"Sorry Beca," Chloe said, catching Beca's dark blue eyes with her own crystal ones.

"Yeah I'm sorry too," Beca's voice cracked. "I should go."

"Mhmm," Chloe agreed. "I guess I'll see you in class."

"Yeah. Bye Miss Beale."

"Bye."

Beca shut the door and hurried off.

"Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Stop crying. Stop crying. Oh my gosh."

Beca wiped her eyes roughly and swallowed hard, running down the steps of Chloe's apartment, passing Aubrey on the way.

Why was she even upset? They weren't together. They weren't in love. It didn't matter. But she was still crying. Fuck.

"Talk to me, why did I just walk past Beca crying her eyes out?" Aubrey demanded, throwing down her bag and sitting next to her best friend, who was curled up on the sofa with a big glass of red wine.

"She was crying...?" Chloe asked weakly, sitting up a little.

"Yeah. What have you done?" Aubrey asked, gazing at her accusingly and expectantly.

Chloe shrugged feebly. To be honest, when Beca left it was hard for her to keep from crying.

"I told her we have to end it," Chloe admitted, taking a long drink of wine.

"Why?" Aubrey probed.

"Because Simone just told me that she knows about it and I have to stop seeing her or I'll get fired," Chloe said.

Aubrey still seemed to want more answers and Chloe couldn't possibly think what else she could say. Surely she'd said it all.

"But do you want to stop seeing her?" Aubrey asked, her voice a little softer.

"Uh, Aubrey I can't be arsed!" Chloe exclaimed, throwing a hand up exasperatedly, nearly spilling her wine. "Yeah I like her but there's just so much drama I need to get my head together before I do something stupid and lose my job. If she wasn't a student, if she was more mature and didn't have stupid jealous friends then it would be perfect. But she's not. So."

Aubrey sighed.

"I guess you're right," Aubrey agreed. "But it didn't seem like you let her down very gently."

Chloe didn't say anything.

"I don't know what to tell you. I'm just sorry it didn't work out."

"Thanks."

Aubrey left Chloe to sit around moping in her own misfortune.

Author's note: next chapters will be longer and more eventful

sorry for the angst

review with any ideas of where to take this? I mean I have my ideas but I'd like to know what you guys think...I know I've kind of lost the concept a little but I hope it's still enjoyable to read?

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