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Rumors: Chapter 21: An Unwanted Guest
The night continued on and though Stacie told Aubrey she should go up to her room and sleep some of the alcohol away, it didn't seem to happen when the two of them ran into a very intoxicated redhead and tiny brunette moments later who were encouraging them to play a couple rounds of flip cup and thumper to end the night right. Of course, Stacie wasn't going to be the grandma of the party and it seemed like Aubrey wasn't in any hurry to call it a night so they gave in. Also, holding Aubrey's hand the entire night with her body wrapped tightly under Stacie's arm next to her body wasn't so bad either.
It was around two when students were either too drunk to function or too tired to stay up when Stacie politely started to kick them out one by one. With no help from Beca also since the girl was one of the people who were way too drunk to function and currently passed out in her girlfriend's arms on the bean bag chair. Stacie laughed at this, knowing Beca was never really good at holding her liquor, never has. She blames it on her certified midget height and scrawny limbs, allowing the alcohol to fill her tiny frame at an insanely fast amount of time.
The mess wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. Stacie was prepared for red solo cups scattered over every inch of carpet, beam or table with spilled liquor covering the tiles. She even thought she'd be missing some things around the house due to having previous parties and always something was missing. But turns out, everything was surprisingly clean-except for the few cups and trash hanging around, and nothing was stolen so, she decided that tomorrow would be a day of cleaning and everything could wait. Plus, she'd have Beca to help no matter how bad her friend's hangover was.
Stacie helped Chloe get Beca into her room, knowing the redhead was also a little tipsy but nothing compared to Beca. And even Stacie was feeling the alcohol pretty bad but never would she show it. Faking sober was like her forte. When Chloe thanked her for the help and closed the door to Beca's room for some sleep, Stacie wondered where Aubrey went the entire time she was shutting down her party. Turning off the lights around the house and locking the doors, Stacie made her way back up the stairs and into her room when she saw a familiar pair of wedges splayed across her bedroom floor, along with crop top that specifically Stacie's remembers the most due to her eyes being glued on Aubrey's torso the majority of the night.
"Bree?" Stacie called out, only seeing Aubrey's clothes and not her actually human form. She walked in deeper to her room and noticed that her bathroom light was on and the water was running. Peeking around the corner, she smiled, pleased, when she saw Aubrey topless and looking absolutely jaw dropping as she stood at the sink, washing her face with the water.
"Making yourself at home already?" Stacie teased, walking up behind the blonde, wrapping her arms snugly around her waist and feeling the girl jump at sudden contact but soon relaxing into the touch and sorta molded into her arms.
Aubrey grabbed a small face towel that was hanging up and dried her face. "Technically, these are all my things since we kinda dated before and I had a designated 'Stacie's house toothbrush' and make up remover." Aubrey giggled when she felt a pair of lips on her neck, kissing the skin gently and making their way up to her earlobe. If it wasn't already for the alcohol making the room spin, Stacie and how she was moving her lips across Aubrey's skin was a great factor.
"Oh you brushed your teeth?" Stacie whispered kittenish into Aubrey's ear and moving her fingers so they were brushing against the blonde's toned abdominal.
"Yes." Aubrey half moaned and half shuttered when she replied, knowing nothing coherent and clear was coming out of her mouth anytime soon when her ear was being sucked on. She fluttered her eyes shut, tiling her neck and allowing Stacie better access to her neck.
"I think I should check." Stacie didn't allow Aubrey to respond and instead, twisted the blonde around so their fronts were pressed together and her mouth was on Aubrey's in the matter of seconds.
Stacie started off slow, allowing her mouth to be reintroduced with Aubrey's soft lips that always tasted like vanilla and began to realize how fucking much she missed kissing this girl. Needy hands found their way into Stacie's black locks, tangling the fingers into the hair, urging Stacie's mouth closer if even possible. Stacie's hands moved across Aubrey's stomach, making sure to touch every inch of skin before wrapping them around to her backside and grabbing her butt roughly. This action made Aubrey squeak into Stacie's mouth, feeling a smirk in response spread across her lips.
"Bed." Aubrey used one of her hands that wasn't tangled in Stacie's hair to hook her finger on the top of the taller girl's dress, pulling her over to Stacie's bed. When the back of her knees connected with the mattress, Aubrey fell back first, bringing Stacie along to settle right on top of her. A thigh managed to land directly in between Aubrey's legs, just brushing against her center and causing her to release a throaty moan that only encouraged Stacie's to grind into Aubrey harder-faster.
There was no time wasted before their lips were connected back together, tongues fighting for dominance and hands searching for Stacie's zipper on the back of her dress. Finding and still managing to kiss the living life out of Stacie as if her life depended on it, she slid the zipper down until a black laced bra was the only piece of clothing left.
"Wait." Stacie broke away from Aubrey's lips, eyes opening to a flushed, heavy breathing blonde underneath her, both of them wearing nothing but bras on their torsos and skin touching skin. The amount of strength she had to actually stop was pretty impressive by itself. Especially with a half naked Aubrey straddled in between her thighs."We should stop."
A frown appeared on Aubrey's face when she heard this. "W-what? Why?" Her voice was hoarse and suddenly deeper than before. "Did I do something wrong? Stacie thought the raspiness was probably the hottest things she has ever heard but still, she knew she shouldn't push this any farther.
"God no." Stacie said, shaking her head repeatedly. "It's just, you're drunk, very VERY drunk and I wanna do things right between us this time. No rush."
Aubrey didn't respond right away, actually, didn't even move and it was starting to scare Stacie. She doesn't know what she would do if she were to lose Aubrey.
Again.
"Okay." Aubrey finally whispered, eyes locked with Stacie's and watching the wave of relief wash over her darkened orbits. "I understand."
"Good." Stacie kissed Aubrey's smile one last time before getting up, regaining her composure back to normal and walking over to her dresser to find something for both her and Aubrey to wear.
Once finding a large t-shirt for Aubrey and a tank top and shorts for herself, she turned around to Aubrey stripping off her shorts with a few stumbles that threatened to knock the blonde on the floor.
"You good?" Stacie asked, trying to hide her laughs from Aubrey who was still struggling to take off her shorts.
"Mmmph…" Aubrey kicked the shorts that fell to her feet off and slumped onto Stacie's bed with a huff.
"Here." Stacie handed Aubrey her shirt and watched the girl put it on and smiling when Aubrey's hair became a tangled mess. "You're ridiculously adorable."
Aubrey fixed her hair and got herself comfortable in the sheets of Stacie's bed, watching the taller girl change into her night stuff. Turning off the bedroom lights, Stacie found a space right behind Aubrey, reaching her arm over her waist and settling her face right behind Aubrey's. Boy did she miss being the big spoon.
"You're….so warm." Aubrey slurred as she scooted in closer, connecting her fingers with Stacie's hand that was over her waist. "I hope you had a good birthday."
Kissing the underside of Aubrey's jaw, Stacie pulled the blonde in closer. "Probably one of the best." She admitted and before she waited for a response, she felt the blonde's breath soon even out and how her body seemed to relax into Stacie's arms. Before she knew it, Stacie was closing her eyes and drifting off into sleep as well.
Best birthday ever.
Stacie woke up the next morning to a minor headache and her body sore front the amount of dancing she did last night at the party. She also had the stench of vodka misting from her pores since she didn't shower last night. Overall, her birthday was probably the best she ever had and also with the best people. Not only did she she finally get a car-and not just some regular first car but a Hollywood, fancy car, she also got the one girl she has had her eyes on since day one.
Or so she thought.
Stacie turned to face the area where she thought Aubrey would be sleeping but was greeted with cold sheets and an empty bed. Panic started filling Stacie body as her thoughts flooded with Aubrey thinking everything that happened last night was a mistake and was only the alcohol taking control of her body. Stacie felt her heart starting to cramp but a simple sticky note on her desk, covered in a bright pink pen eased her senses.
I'm super sorry for last night. I didn't plan on getting that drunk but I'm not regretting it either. Thank you for a wonderful night Stacie Conrad. Now, come downstairs for breakfast that Chloe and I have planned for you.
Ps. You should probably check on Beca before coming down lol
Stacie smiled big at the sticky note, feeling the cramping in her heart transform into a flutter and placed the note back on her desk. Throwing on some more clothes; a pair of black sweatpants and a tank top, Stacie made her way over to Beca's room.
Inside, the room was pitch black and a lump on the bed was sprawled messily across. "Beca." Stacie whispered from the other side of the room and no response or even movement was shown by Beca. She walked over closer to Beca's side, getting a good look at her face and saw make up smeared around her eyes and hair in a knotted nest. Rolling her eyes but first checking if Beca was still breathing (she was), Stacie made her way over to the window and sprung open the blinds, blinding the lifeless person lying directly in the area where the sun was beaming bright.
A deep, monstrous growl or a groan exited from the brunette as she threw the covers up over her head when the light came in contact with her face. "Go away!"
"Oh wake up dramatic." Stacie leaped onto the lump underneath the covers, hearing Beca grunt when her weight crashed on top of her body. She wrapped her limbs around the smaller girl, despite the demands to 'fuck off' coming from Beca.
"Stacie stooooop!" Beca squirmed underneath and all Stacie did was laugh at the struggle her friend was having. No way was a five foot two girl gonna out beat a five foot nine.
Showing mercy, Stacie rolled off the brunette and found herself leaning with one arm up, holding her head in the empty space next to Beca. "Good morning sunshine."
Beca threw the covers off her head with a huff and her breathing a little winded and out of breath. "Fuck off." She tried fixing her hair that was now all over the place and ten times worse. Tiring to get up from the bed, Beca stopped midway when she felt a throbbing pain in her head, causing her to fall back into the bed with a whine. "Oh god."
"You should really learn how to handle your liquor." Stacie watched Beca remove one of the hands that was massaging her temple to flip her off. "Wait-" Stacie paused, scanning the bed and earning a confused look from Beca to why she was looking like she was all of a sudden surrounded by bugs "You guys didn't have sex last night did you?"
Beca barked out into a laughter that sadly, only caused her more pain in her head. "Yeah we did. Full on hot and sweaty scissor sex." And she laughed even harder when the look of pure disgust was shown on Stacie's face while jumping out off the bed. Calming herself down from laughing, "No jumbo tits." She watched a flash of relief wash across Stacie's face as she readjusted herself more comfortably with the pillows and bed. "I was super drunk if you don't remember.
"You never know. You two were basically all over each other last night."
"Well can you blame me? Have you seen my girlfriend?" Stacie shrugged at this. Chloe was a hotty for sure. It's only days before you and Aubrey act the same exact way."Beca countered and Stacie rolled her eyes. "Where is Chloe anyway? Not that I don't love your presence." Beca asked, closing her eyes to avoid the sun that was no way helping her raging migraine.
"Breakfast I guess. Aubrey is down there too."
"Aubrey? Why is she here?" Opening her eyes, Beca knitted her eyebrows together, confused. Only Aubrey would stay the night when they were kinda sorta dating but now Stacie and Aubrey were just friends so why was she spending the night? Did she drink too much and couldn't go home? Did she stay because she forgot her house keys?
Whatever it was, it was something that made Stacie all giddy inside and she tried to hide the smile that was threatening to pop from her mouth any second but couldn't find the strength in doing so. By this, Beca knew exactly what was going on and found herself mirroring the action as well.
"So you and Aubrey?" Beca suggested with a smirk, lifting her eyebrows up and down. "Did you two-"
"Get your mind out of the gutter Mitchell." Stacie was quick to add before Beca could finish her sentence, knowing exactly what she was about to ask. "We didn't have sex. I want things to be perfect this time for us. The time spent without her was unbearable enough so giving up sex until we are both ready is something that I can make an exception for."
"The Stacie Conrad giving up sex for love? What's the occasion?" Beca asked, watching Stacie get up from her bed.
"Great things take time and I'm in no rush when it comes to Aubrey." Stacie smiled, a true genuine smile that made Beca's insides hurt. She was happy her best friend finally was herself again. It was no lie that Stacie has been through a roller coaster of a ride the past couple months so seeing her genuinely happy made Beca feel content.
"Now get your cute butt up. I'm hungry."
Beca grumbled under her breath, she only wanted at least another hour of sleep, maybe four but still, she obeyed Stacie and got out of bed. Throwing only some more clothes since the downstairs was always a tad bit cooler, she followed right behind Stacie until the reached the opening to the kitchen. When making it there, Beca's senses were filled with the delicious aroma of freshly made bacon, eggs and French toast, along with newly brewed coffee; Beca's favorite. Today's pop songs were softly playing in the background on the kitchen's dock and it was really no surprise to Beca that Chloe was at the stove, flipping bacon with nothing but a large t-shirt of her's on, hair up in a messy bun and swaying her hips to some classic Britney Spears. It was a typical Chloe thing to do and absolutely fucking adorable.
"Wow." Beca was torn out of her admiration of Chloe's body when Stacie spoke. She didn't even realize that Chloe had company in the kitchen and that company was no other than the dictator herself, Aubrey Posen, who was busy cleaning up the mess from last night's party.
"I'm surprised Aubrey is even alive after the amount of poison her body consumed last night." Beca scoffed, her voice even resembled how impressed she really was. "Also, who the hell knew Aubrey had such a rockin' body under all of her mom clothes?" Beca commented when she saw what Aubrey was wearing-which consisted of a black sports bra and a pair of Stacie's grey sweats that were a little too big on her so they were bunched up at her feet.
"Oh trust me, I knew." Stacie's predatory smile didn't go unnoticed by Beca and all she could do was cringe at what the taller girl meant. They seemed to still be unnoticed by Aubrey and Chloe in the kitchen as the two girls were busy singing along to some greatest hits. Stacie eyes were glued to Aubrey as Beca's were to Chloe.
"How did we get so lucky?" After a while of watching the girls in the kitchen, Beca finally spoke up, eyes still watching her girlfriend and a smile breaking out in her mouth.
Releasing a long sigh, Stacie shrugged her shoulders. "Honestly, I have no idea. What I do know is that we should be thanking our lucky stars for two girls as amazing as Chloe and Aubrey and make sure to never mess up with them again."
Chloe finished the last piece of bacon on the pan and turned around to see Beca and Stacie standing at the doorway, causing her to jump suddenly. "Hey!" Chloe chirped with a beaming smile, trying to hide the fact that Beca and Stacie just gave her a mini heart attack. "I hope you two are hungry because I totes just made the best hangover remedy known to man." And then she skipped over to the kitchen table where the rest of the food was and where Aubrey was sitting patiently.
"God I love your girlfriend." Stacie complemented, following right behind the redhead, leaving Beca at the doorway and giving Aubrey a quick good morning kiss before sitting down with them.
Beca shook her head with a smile, watching Stacie already start to dig into all the glorious food and Chloe start some morning conversation. She couldn't help but feel contempt and happy that this was her life now. Morning breakfast with her wonderful girlfriend, her Best Friend and her girlfriend was something she could get use to having every Saturday morning till the day she dies. And she is perfectly okay with that.
"Do you really have to go?" Beca whined as she helped Chloe carry her stuff to the bus that was in the process of being filled with suitcases and pom poms.
A couple weeks have gone by since Stacie's extravagant birthday bash and to say everything was perfect wasn't even enough to sum it up. School has been getting easier, especially for Beca and anatomy since her girlfriend was like some human body wizard when it came to it. Stacie and Aubrey have been better than ever and officially labeled themselves as girlfriends. It didn't take as long as Beca thought it would take Stacie to pop the question and even how she did it was pretty fucking romantic. It was just a chill night with Stacie, Aubrey and her dad when she sealed the deal-with of course, the nervous break downs and panic attacks in the process. Aubrey mentioned that she came out to her father and told him about her and Stacie's past and he was one hundred and ten percent okay with it and actually really liked Stacie but still, the thought of asking the girl that's got her head all jumbled up with lover girl emotions was terrifying. Luke totally went MIA. People are starting to think he got arrested, other people think he got into crazy hardcore drugs and was sent to rehab. Truth is though, none of them actually know what happened and it's all a bunch of bullshit rumors that do nothing but mess everything up in the long run.
But that's Barden for yah.
Chloe threw on her last duffle bag and picked up her cheer backpack that had her headphones hanging from the straps and her pillow pet of a lion that Beca got for her when she traveled. Beca says that it reminded her of Chloe because of the crazy red mane but Chloe believes it's because the pet itself was cute as can be.
"Yes I have to go." Chloe said with a frown, sorta like the one Beca has had plastered on her face for the past hour when they had to be up and ready so Chloe could meet the bus on time for the cheer team's trip to Florida. It was nationals time which also meant time to bring back one of those sick trophies and a banner that they seemed to win every damn year since Barden even created the cheer team. Yeah, they were THAT good. What it also meant though was a whole five days without Chloe and Beca was sure she'd probably die by day two.
Maybe even an hour in.
"Can you just sneak me with you?" Beca suggested, grabbing one of Chloe's hands and brushing her thumb over the back of her hand. "I'm pretty sure I can fit in one of your duffle bags. No one will ever know."
"Oh I wish I could." Chloe giggled, her heart melting at Beca's adorable pout. She could just kiss her bottom lip that was popped out. "But you have basketball to get ready for. Tryouts are coming up Saturday and then, your first home game Monday which hopefully the team will be back in time so I can cheer you on." Chloe said with a smile and Beca mirroring it. "Then, it's Halloween and I'm sure Stacie will go on a mission to kill our livers so, preparation for that is much needed." Beca and Chloe both laughed at this. It was such a true thing to say. Stacie Conrad, aka, liver killer.
"I'm going to miss you though." And Beca's pout was back.
"I'm going to miss you too baby." Chloe cooed, bringing Beca in for a hug and nuzzling her face in the divot of her girlfriend's neck. "I'll be thinking about you all weekend, every second of every day that we spend apart." She squeezed even tighter. "Especially at night." Then purred into Beca's ear.
Beca tried not to make any embarrassing sounds when the hands that were playing with her hair soon lowered to her butt, giving the area a firm squeeze but failed completely.
"I'm going to pretend like I didn't just hear that." A voice broke the couple apart and they should've known the comment came from Aubrey.
"Oh come on Bree. It's not like you aren't going to be doing the same thing with Stacie." Chloe retorted, pulling away from Beca to face the blonde who was wrapped under Stacie's arms.
"That's when the beauty of cell phones and webcams come in handy…. if you know what I mean." Stacie winked, not noticing that her comment basically turned her girlfriend into a ripe tomato. Another thing about these two, Aubrey still has her v-card, well girl v-card, and Stacie still has her, "I haven't been in Aubrey's pants yet" card. Both of them were taking it slow and it hasn't seemed to be bothering either of them but every time Stacie would mention anything sexual, Aubrey would turn as red as Chloe's hair.
"What a wonderful idea." Chloe purred into Beca's ear, only loud enough for her to hear and only loud enough to send an electrical shock down her entire spine and legs. The thought of phone sex was a little prehistoric al to be honest. It's the twentieth century with things like FaceTime and Skype. That's like going to a phone store and asking for a razor when next to it is a perfectly updated iPhone 6. But the thought and possibility of doing it with Chloe made her legs feel like jello and the pool of her gut boil with heat.
"Come on ladies!" The cheer coach yelled from the open window on the bus. "Kiss your girlfriends goodbye and let's get on the road!"
Nodding their heads with a laugh, the couples broke into saying their own little goodbyes.
"Text me when you get there. And also try to send me some pictures. Especially if you go to the beach or whatever."
"Why Mitchell?" Chloe asked, eyebrows raised high and a smirk plastered on her mouth. "Wanna see-" then she gestured her hands around her torso slowly. "-all of this?"
Beca watched the movements from Chloe's hands that were hovering over her chest and used every muscle in her mouth not to drool. "Yes." She said simply, refocusing her eyes with Chloe's instead of her boobs. "Yes I do."
Meanwhile….
"Where you joking about the joke you made earlier?" Aubrey asked, fiddling her thumbs on the zipper of her jacket.
Looking at this, Stacie knew Aubrey was nervous. It was one of the many adorable things Stacie picked up on with all the time spent with Aubrey. "Totally joking. Intimate times with us will come when we are ready. Plus, I want the full body to body action first before I'm being teased through an electronic device." Stacie winked and loved that saying this made Aubrey's nerves start to fade away and her killer smile that made her weak was back.
"I know back at your party, I kinda almost insinuated the sex when of course, I was under the influence, then the next day say I want to wait to have sex-which is kinda like blue balling you if you think about…... not saying that you have a penis or anything." Aubrey was quick to add in when she saw Stacie's mouth open to reply. "But what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry I'm being so prude I guess. You're so good to me and waiting I know isn't something you want to do but are doing it because it's what I want. It's not everyday I'm gifted with someone as respectful as you and I just want to say thank you for respecting my boundaries."
Stacie smiled, big. Probably too big.
Instead of replying, even though she probably couldn't if she tried, Stacie leaned down and placed a soft, tender kiss on the blonde's lips and smiled when Aubrey instantly deepened the gesture with a simple swipe of her tongue on Stacie's bottom lip. Pulling away with a foggy haze in her eyes, Stacie pulled Aubrey close with her hands that were placed behind the blonde's lower back. "Of course Bree. I would never push you into doing something that you wouldn't feel a hundred percent comfortable with. Just….when the time comes, it's gonna be pretty freaking rad and I'm just counting down the seconds till I get to share that moment with you."
"Okay Romeo, you aren't making this any easier for me." Aubrey teased as she went in for another kiss-this time more chaste. "Maybe after nationals." With one last peck, Aubrey picked up her bag from the ground and started walking over to the steps of the bus.
It took a while for Stacie to process anything after Aubrey's lips on her's-something that never seems to go away whenever she kisses Aubrey. Shaking her head out of it, "wait….what?"
Stepping back down the steps so she could see Stacie standing there, puzzled. "I don't think I'll be the only one coming back with a trophy." She swiped the glasses off the top of her head, placing them on her eyes and blew Stacie a kiss before vanishing into the bus with the rest of the cheer team.
"What?" Stacie muttered to herself.
What the hell was Aubrey talking about?
"Jesus. For how smart you are, you sure are dumb when it comes to sexual flirting." Beca added behind Stacie, causing the taller girl to turn around with a huff. "She means you're going to win her golden ticket when she comes back from Florida." Beca clarified as Chloe nodded in agreement. Seems like the redhead was having quite the hard time saying goodbye to Beca.
"And her golden ticket means her vagina." Chloe chipped in with a proud smile totally ignoring the fact that Stacie already knew what she meant.
"Gross." Beca cringed at Chloe's words. Anything anatomy related to Aubrey's body gave her the hibby gibbies.
"Chloe!" The coach yelled out the window again. "We need to get on the road to check in! You'll see Beca again I promise! Now chop chop!" The coach clapped her hands in a needy fashion. All the other girls on the bus started whistling out the windows-which really wasn't affecting Chloe one bit and actually, encouraging her like a small child.
Chloe lightly sighed, frowning when she turned to face Beca. "Okay, I need to go before I get left here."
"You know, I don't think that's such a bad idea….here, pretend like you don't hear her." Beca used her hands to cover Chloe's ears, making the redhead giggle at her antics.
"You know, it's going to be hard for a cheer team to cheer without their captain." Chloe countered in between laughs and replacing Beca's hands with her's as they swung in front of their bodies.
"They have Aubrey which is like five captains in one body." Beca shot back with a smirk. This girl wasn't making this goodbye any easier for Chloe.
"Well since I choreographed this set, it's best that I be there and see the results from the judges."
"I'm super proud of you you know?" Beca gave a proud smile, one that showed how very proud she actually was. "It's not everyday I can tell people that I have a super sexy redhead that can arrange a whole dance set within days-let alone perfect it in hours. You madam are pretty amazing."
Chloe was sure she was blushing by the heat forming all of a sudden in her cheeks but over the time she has been with Beca, it became a daily thing to do so she was kinda use to it. "God I love you."
"I love you too." Beca leaned forward so their foreheads were resting against each other. "Now go and get yourself a trophy Red." And she captured Chloe's lips in a tender kiss before giving her butt a soft slap, shoeing her away to get on the bus.
The engine of the bus started up and the door began folding close and soon, Beca and Stacie were waving the bus down from the school parking lot where they now stood girlfriend less.
"Is it possible to already miss her?" Stacie said, watching the bus in the distance with a frown. It wasn't completely true. She wasn't that clingy but the thought of spending this much time apart was kinda unsettling- which probably made her miss Aubrey more.
Beca rolled her eyes so aggressively that Stacie was sure she heard them turning. "And you call me moonstruck." Scoffing, Beca nudged Stacie's arm, signaling her focus to the jeep. "Come on. The only thing good about waking up at six in the morning is breakfast and you're paying for me."
And before Stacie could argue, Beca was already in the driver's seat of her jeep, waiting for Stacie to get in. She scoffed a laugh and shook her head. At least she had Beca to get her through her Aubrey withdrawal.
Maybe these five days won't be so bad after all.
Beca managed to survive two whole days in anatomy without Chloe helping her out. She had to sit by Jesse for the most part but still, she did her work individually. Mostly.
Open gym was back at it and more and people were starting to attend, including Beca now that she was concussion free. While she was at basketball, Stacie was busy studying for all of her hard classes due to the fact that midterms were just around the corner. Beca really should be doing the same thing but it felt like talking to Chloe and shooting hoops with Jesse and Emily was a lot more important.
"How's Chloe doing down in Florida?" Emily asked, running to get a rebound from one of Beca's shots. They were early for open gym Friday night and decided to play a quick and easy game of horse.
Catching the ball that Emily threw back, Beca re-positioned herself on the three point line ready to shoot. "She's good. The teams down there are just going through some camp stuff stations so they aren't in the main event yet. She says that the college coaches down there are really working them out. Before she knows it she'll be back with muscles on top of her muscles." And then she made the three pointer with a swish.
"That's good!" Emily chirped and again, ran after the ball like an unleashed puppy. "Are you nervous for tryouts?" She asked while taking a shot where Beca made her's. She released the ball high, only for it to bounce of the back off the rim and into the other court.
"Good thing you're one hell of a post Legacy." Beca teased, chasing after the ball that managed to roll all the way down to the other side of the court. One of the other basketball players had to stop what they were doing and throw back the ball. Thank god Emily was tall with giraffe legs and could box out any girl next to her or basketball would just not be her sport. "But yeah." She admitted, catching the ball thrown and moving to a different area on the three point line. "I am. It's a new school with new people. Kinda scary you know?"
"Yeah but you're one of the best point guards Barden has ever had and your shooting average is insane!" Emily gushed with widened eyes.
Beca scoffed, dribbling the ball but thanked Emily for the compliment before taking another shot. This time though, it toilet bowled out of the basket. They continued this for a while, just talking about school, Benji for Emily, Chloe for Beca and tryouts coming up tomorrow afternoon. It was nice to just relax and shoot some baskets to kill time. Usually Beca would have Chloe to hangout with and get some much needed entertainment. To say she missed the redhead was a bit of an understatement that's for sure.
Mid shot, Beca heard her cellphone go off but didn't get to her bag in time to answer the call- which was no other than Stacie. She was about to redial her number and call her back before she got a text message seconds later.
Opening the message,
Jumbo Tits [5:30pm]: SOS! I think your dad is dating again!
"What?" Beca muttered to herself under her breath, rereading the message over and over again, hoping that she misread the words somewhere in the sentence. Turns out, she didn't.
Roughly around two hours later…
"Stacie!" Beca yelled as soon as she got into the house, dropping her basketball bag by the front door and taking off her shoes.
"In the living room!" A voice rang from the distance.
Beca dropped her keys on the counter by all the others and followed the voice of Stacie into the living room where the girl was watching the E network and eating some popcorn. Shocking? Yeah no. "What was your text about?"
Stacie move the popcorn bowl over so Beca could plop down right next to her, joining her on the couch. "I think Warren is dating again."
"I know. That's what your text said." Beca snorted, taking a handful of popcorn and sticking it in her mouth. "I meant, how do you know?"
"Well, I came home early from the library after school since you were staying with Emily to shoot and choir got cancelled so I pulled up and there was a random Lexus sitting outside of our house….well not technically outside of our house, more diagonal and a few houses down but still. It was a car I've never seen before and you know I know all of our neighbor's vehicles like it's written on the back of my hand! Remember when I had to wash cars to afford that concert we wanted to go to so badly and the only way was a Stacie Conrad and Beca Mitchell bikini car wash?"
Beca cringed at the memory. First of all, it was hot as shit during that summer and the only time Beca was actually appreciative of being half naked in front of a bunch of people. Second, she had to wash every single car on their street that day and after, she swears she smelled like car soap and oil for at least a month. She did all that for a summer concert that honestly, wasn't even that great. So not worth hard labor that's for sure.
"Trust me I remember." Beca said, deadpanned. "But that doesn't really give me suspicions that dad is dating again. That car could be anybody's."
"That's not it!" Stacie was quick to add, muting the tv as she turned to face Beca, one leg crossed underneath her butt and eyes wide. Things were about to get real. "I came inside and at around five, I smelled like Chinese food or something. Walking into the kitchen, there was Chinese food all over and those random candles we have on the kitchen table that never seem to be used were lit and nice flowers...like real fucking flowers were placed lying down right next to some random purse that wasn't mine and I knew it couldn't have been yours."
Okay, now things were starting to get really suspicious. "Oohhkay," Beca said slowly, still trying to process everything. "What happened after this?"
"Oh let me tell you."
Two hours ago.
Stacie studied the new items around the kitchen, her theories that Warren was hooking up with someone at an all time high now. Being too focused on her investigation, Stacie didn't hear the footsteps into the kitchen, causing her to jump when a voice echoed through the silence.
"Whoa." Warren laughed when he saw Stacie jump into the counter, grabbing her chest on impact. "What's got you all jumpy?"
Stacie knitted her eyebrows together, still trying to regain her breathing back to normal after her mini heart attack. What was he doing? "I-I uhh." Stacie had to think quick. Her actions by themselves already made her seem like she was up to no good anyway. "-I just had headphones in." She pulled out a pair of white apple headphones that she was listening to earlier but took them out when she saw the crime scene of a random female in their house. "Didn't hear you coming."
Warren awed, grabbing plate of orange chicken and fried rice. "Oh I see. Well, sorry for not waiting for dinner. I was super hungry after my midterms today and couldn't wait for you and Beca. What are you doing home so early anyway? I thought you were studying at the library and Beca was at basketball?"
Bingo.
Something Stacie could work with. Did he expect a night alone so he could get it on with lady friend? "Yeah I did but came home early. When Aubrey isn't around I feel more obligated to work on math problems than to make out so, I get done faster." Stacie shrugged with a smirk and Warren rolled his eyes. She watched him take a seat at the table and began to eat while scrolling through his phone. Maybe he was texting his lady a way to sneak out of the house without being caught. "You ordered a lot of food."
"Well you do know how Beca eats. I swear, I don't know where all the food goes in her body." Warren snickered, taking a bite out of his rice. Seems like he wasn't budging as easy as Stacie thought he would.
"Where did these come from?" Stacie decided to dive straight for the heat, pointing at the flowers right beside her. No way is he getting out of this one.
Warren followed Stacie's finger to where she was pointing and a visible gulp was seen through his throat. "Oh those?" He voice was suspiciously higher than before, an obvious sign he was freaking the fuck out. "I meant to give them to one of my co workers. I guess she is having hard time with family and wanted to give her something nice. It's who teaches astronomy. I bet you know her."
Warren was right. Stacie did know her and knew she was not only extremely old and a defiant cat lady but also, she was happily married. It was either her theory about the flowers was false or Beca's dad was a hell of a good liar which shouldn't be true due to the fact Beca was literally the worst liar known to man.
She nodded her head, understanding what he said and looked around the room to find something else that looked a little fishy.
Jackpot.
"Uh who's purse is this?" Stacie picked up the leather, dangling it from the tip of her finger. The size of Warren's eyes doubling and Stacie was pretty sure he stopped breathing at one point. "It's pretty cute but not my style nor Beca's." Stacie tried to fluff up her question, trying to not make it obvious that she was totally on to something. Why is she going to school to become a scientist when she is amazing at investigating and becoming the next Nancy Drew?
"Oh um." His voice squeaked. Like full on, 'I've just been caught red handed and there is absolutely no way out of this one,' squeaked. "One of my students left that in my last hour and I didn't want to leave it in my school desk because of the possibility of it getting stolen. So, I brought it home to try to contact her later saying that I have it and will give it to her Monday. Alison-" Warren shook his head, disappointed. "Always leaving stuff in my classroom."
Nice cover up.
"Oh okay." Stacie was in no way believing a damn word Warren was saying and knew for a fact he was pulling lies straight out of his ass. She was about to take a glance into the purse, hopefully catching a glimpse of maybe a license or a name tag of this mysterious hook up Warren was currently boneing until her phone rang and immediately she knew it was Aubrey.
"Here." Warren sat up from the chair and walked over to Stacie who was gushing at her phone's caller Id and took the purse from her hands. Probably knowing that what Stacie was about to do would put him bad shape when it came to keeping this hooking up a 'secret.' "Let me take this from you and you go along and talk to Aubrey.
Back to the present….
"You got distracted by your girlfriend so you couldn't figure out who's purse that was?" Beca shrieked, hands flailing in the air.
"A girl has needs Beca and I'm sorry it was my girlfriend calling!" Stacie shot back, arms crossed.
"I swear I'd think you'd have a dick because for most of the time you're thinking with it." Beca ran her hand through her hair with an annoyed sigh. "Do you know where he put the purse? We can still sneak a peek and find out who the hell is jumping my dad. Why the hell isn't he talking to us about it?" Beca's voice went soft. She was actually pretty hurt that's her father wasn't open about this kind of thing. Whether or not it is true, he knows that Beca would be more than hundred percent supportive of who he dates. Ever since her mom dumped them and seeing her dad so miserable, she and Stacie were on missions to find him another woman to make him that happy guy again.
That or at least get him laid. Sex always makes people happier.
"What are you two ranting about?" A voice coming up behind Beca and Stacie started the girls, causing them to jump when Warren took a seat on the couch diagonal from them. "Stacie seriously? That's twice today that you've acted like I'm some axe murderer. What is up?"
"Sorry I get a little jumpy when people around me who walk like they're as light as a feather tend to scare me sometimes." Stacie straightened her posture. "Sue me."
Warren barked out a laugh, reaching for the table and grabbing the remote. "Your money is my money so I'd be suing myself." The whine that came from Stacie was heard from Warren when he changed the channel to one of his boring tv shows he loved to watch on Friday nights.
Once he got settled, his phone rang in his pocket and he pulled it out, glancing at his screen. It seemed to be a text message since he didn't answer it or ignore the notification like he normally would with one of those spam emails he always got. This made Beca wonder. Why is he all of a sudden texting and how does he even know how to use it? Just like yesterday, Beca had to show him how to take caps lock off his keyboard because he claimed that it was broken and his phone was constantly yelling at him.
"Who you texting?" Beca asked without hesitation. She needed to find out who this woman was and she wanted to find out now.
"Just an email from one of my students." He lied. God he sat there and lied straight to Beca's face. She knew this because never had an email made him smile as big as he was smiling now. It was just downright creepy. In a matter of seconds, he closed out of his phone and say up from the couch, turning the channel back to the E network for Stacie. "I going out with some buddies from school to have a couple beers. You guys good on food? I left you some money on the table."
"What? Why?" Beca questioned, curious as to why all of a sudden. He literally just got settled and now he was leaving? After one message?! What the hell?
"College kids aren't the only ones celebrating the end of midterms. Plus, I'll be cooped up in the house all week grading papers so why not have some fun." More like cooped up in the house banging some unknown chick on top of all your papers that needed to be graded dad. Beca thought to herself, mentally rolling her eyes multiple times. Salty didn't even come close to describing how she felt towards her dad right now. Warren walked over to the closet and grabbed a jacket hanging up. "You two be safe. Make good choices!" He yelled from the front door before closing it. Beca couldn't help but snicker when her dad would use her saying. It still didn't make up for the fact that he was lying to her though.
"Okay. Something is definitely up." Beca said, staring in the direction of the front door. Stacie nodded her head, kinda like a, 'duh, what did I tell you' kind of way. "Tomorrow we will strategize. Operation find out who dad is seeing is in motion."
"I can't believe you two are doing this."
Beca heard Chloe speak through the phone placed in between her shoulder and ear. She pulled up to her lightly lit house in the distance, right behind her neighbor's dodge pick up truck to be unseen but able to see everything. The light on the porch let Beca know that her dad was home, just like Stacie said he would be, and that their chance of catching him the act with this unknown lady friend of his was in full action.
Her and Stacie both told him that they'd be gone majority of the night, hanging out with Gwen, Jesse, Benji and Emily and seeing some bullshit action movie that Beca had to google about. Now, with Warren thinking that he'd be alone the whole night was the perfect time to investigate and lock this crime scene down.
"You spying on your dad is weird, especially at your own house."
Beca huffed through the line, turning off her jeep and headlights and making herself comfortable. Who knows how long she would be posted up in her jeep, waiting for her dad's hook up to reveal herself. "What is weird is that he won't tell us that he is seeing someone and back in the dating game. We are a very close knit family; or so I thought, so him being so secretive is fucking weird. He could be dating an ex murderer from Craig's list for all we know. "
"You're so dramatic." Chloe giggled. "So who's brilliant idea was it to camp outside of your house at midnight?"
"Stacie's of course." Beca answered as if Chloe just asked a stupid question.
"Should've known." Chloe said through a yawn.
Beca caught this, readjusting the phone better on her ear so she could be heard better. "Hey go to sleep. I'm sorry or calling you so late. I kinda forgot that you were busy cheering all day."
"No." Chloe quickly answered. She put a little more alertness in her voice to hide her exhaustion. "This is the first time I've heard your voice since last night so I'm going to take advantage of it since I'll be busy all day tomorrow. Plus I wanna talk to my starting varsity point guard girlfriend all night long."
"Thanks babe." Beca cheesed a smile. The feeling of doing great at tryouts and making it on the starting team still not seeming to fade away. Even Emily made varsity as a freshman so that was pretty legit. "How's it going down there anyway? Kicking ass, taking names? Look good cheer good?"
"Oh you know it!" Beca could basically feel Chloe's beaming smile through the phone. Reaching her hand down on the lever of her chair, she reclined the seat backwards to get more comfy. She has a feeling she would be on watch patrol for a while. "Tomorrow….well today technically, is the day that actually counts and also the last….which is why I'll be MIA all day."
"Well I wish you the best of luck. I know you guys will do great."
"Thanks baby." They were quiet for a while, Beca leaning back, playing with one of the strings on her hoodie and Chloe on the other line, sounding a lot like she moving around. Beca was about to ask what she was doing but Chloe beat her to it. "So are you alone?"
"Uuuhh-" Beca was a little taken back by the sudden and random question. "Y-yeah. Well if you count a bag of Cheetos and a red bull a person than the whole party is here!" Beca busted into a laugh when Chloe was heard doing the same. "Stacie is in her car on the west side of my house on look out there so yeah, all alone."
"What are you wearing?"
Beca choked. Full on 'salvia down the wrong pipe' choked at what Chloe just asked. It wasn't even that big of a deal. Chloe could simply be asking just for the hell of it but of course, Beca's teenage boy's hormones and dirty mind made her think the worst.
"Ha!" Beca tried to cover up her nerves with a laugh but really, only made it more obvious. God she embarrassing. "Uhhh…" Should she tell Chloe? Was this role playing? She was in no way shape or form ready for this step in their relationship. She can barely handle sex in person but phone sex? That's asking a lot from literally the most awkward human being on earth. "Sweats and a hoodie?" It sounded more like a question and totally not the sexiest thing to be wearing when having this conversation. What was she? A ten year old boy? It's not her fault she didn't really have time to change into the latest lingerie set after basketball practice and it wasn't in the agenda that her and Chloe would be doing this tonight.
"Mmm that's my favorite on you." Chloe whispered slowly. Leave it to Chloe to make Beca feel more comfortable and confident about wearing a sweat suit. It was one of the many things Beca loved about her. No matter what, Chloe would go out of her way to make sure Beca was relaxed and not so uptight. "Wanna know what I'm wearing?"
"God yes." Beca gasped with no hesitation. Maybe this whole phone thing wasn't so hard after all.
Instead of replying, Beca could hear the background noise became louder, making her realize she was now on speaker. "Chlo?" Beca said through the phone, wondering if maybe their call got disconnected or something. She was about to call out her name again until her phone vibrated on her ear and she lifted it away to see a text message from Chloe.
Actually, more like a picture message.
When opening the message, she wasn't prepared for the half naked photo of a redhead laying down on a hotel bed, hair sprawled majestically across the pillow and only wearing a cut off basketball t-shirt that use to be Beca's with nothing on underneath. No bra, no tank top.
Like literally….. nothing.
"Oh wow…" Beca didn't even realize she said anything as her eyes were glued to the picture and in no hurry to be removed.
"You like what you see Mitchell?" Chloe's voice brought Beca out of her stare and she was able to put the phone back up to her ear.
"Have I told you how incredibly hot you are?"
"Yes but I never get tired of hearing you say it." Beca heard Chloe laugh and also more ruffling in the other side. "I miss you so much Beca."
Beca sighed, leaning her head up to the roof of her jeep. "I miss you too Chlo. So fucking much."
"I miss your face." She added. "And I miss your mouth, especially your tongue." A moan that had no intention of being quiet rang through the line, sending a tingle up Beca's spine when hearing probably one of the sexiest noises she has ever witnessed in her eighteen years of living.
"What are you doing?" Beca asked in all seriousness, oblivious to the fact that Chloe was in the process of engaging a very steamy phone sex conversation.
"Thinking about you…. Specifically your lips, all over my body." Beca caught another gasp from Chloe through the phone line. "Mmm, I wish you were here."
"Are we really doing this?" It was a legitimate question and Beca was actually terrified to hear Chloe's answer.
Chloe sighed. "If you want Beca. I'm just trying to connect to you from a different state. If we can't be together physically then we have to learn to be more vocal right?"
"I feel so awkward though." Beca whined, feeling horrible that her awkwardness was getting in the way of something with the possibility of being extremely sexy. "Where's Aubrey? What if she walks in?"
"Don't make it awkward. It's my first time ever doing this too and it's only me Becs." Chloe reassured sweetly. "Aubrey is downstairs in the lobby working on some homework I guess but is probably talking to Stacie. Just relax baby and let things flow."
"Okay…." Becs sighed, gulping down the knot that seemed to form in her throat at the sound of Chloe moaning through the phone. She really had nothing to lose and Chloe made her feel safe. Like she wouldn't judge her no matter how bad she did. "Ummm…..uhhhh.." Beca stuttered, her mind drawing blanks as she heard Chloe breathing softly through the phone. Perfect timing right. "Do you think you can start. I feel like you'd be better and less…. embarrassing."
Chloe giggled some more before talking. "I love you... you know that right?"
"I love you too Chlo."
"Just thinking about you gets me….hot." Chloe purred in the sexiest tone Becs has ever heard come from that girl's mouth. "I'm so horny Beca."
"Where's your hand right now?" Beca was dying to know. Not only because the thought of Chloe touching herself as she was talking to Beca on the other side of a phone was extremely thrilling and slapped Beca in the gut with a sudden pool of heat but the fact that Beca couldn't see it happening was alone ticking her sanity off like time bomb.
"Well now, I'm reaching under my shirt. The shirt that you wear and God you look so sexy wearing it."
"Are you rubbing yourself?" Okay, Beca was becoming to feel a little more comfortable with this kind of dirty talk. Truthfully, she doesn't know why her and Chloe didn't do this more often.
It was hot as shit.
"Mmm yeah baby."
Beca couldn't help but move her own hand down pass the elastic part of her sweats, the tips of her fingers just skimming the lacy brim of her underwear. It didn't take long to feel the heat spread around her entire body and a thin layer sweat to begin to form across her forehead. With the hand that wasn't in her pants at the moment, she switched on the air conditioning in her jeep.
"I'm so wet Beca." This was total confirmation that Chloe's hand was in fact, no longer at her chest and now placed in between her thighs, preferably Beca imagined, under her underwear. But again, Beca couldn't see exactly where her hand was and that alone made Beca's fingers act on instinct and start rubbing small circles above the material on her center. She adjusted her her leg next to the gear shift, giving her more access to her much needed spot. "Tell me how wet you are baby."
"Jesus Chlo I'm so wet."Beca moaned, her fingers somehow matching Chloe's breathing and causing Beca to not be able to keep her eyes open and head up any longer. She was seconds away from going into detail until she heard a beep on the phone, signaling her that she had another call.
Great.
Beca cursed, reacting to the beep and of course, it was Stacie. Cock block. "Hold on babe. Stacie is calling and it could be important."
"I'll be here. Just thinking about you with my fingers down my pants, wishing they were yours."
"Ughhh." Beca grumbled, lifting the phone from her ear.
Clicking over to the other call, Beca reset her chair back up to normal position. "What Stacie?" She didn't mean to sound so harsh and like she didn't want to hear from Stacie...wait…. Just kidding. Yeah she did. But can you blame her? She was just in the middle of having awkwardly sexy phone sex with her girlfriend but now, she got interrupted and her sexual frustration out the roof.
"Beca! Before you freak out, I need you to stay calm!" Stacie warned, her voice filled with worry and this brought some attention to Beca.
"Stacie. What the hell are you talking about?"
"Did you not see her yet? It's the same car I saw yesterday after school."
Beca glanced out the window over to her house where she should've been looking the entire time but won't mention that instead, she was having phone sex with Chloe. As she adjusted her eyes, there parked right outside of her house was a silver Lexus, just how Stacie described the car she saw. "Oh shit yeah I see it." She urged closer to her dashboard, trying to get a better look. "Did you get a look of who it was?"
"Oh yeah. It's definitely a female." Stacie said, her snicker sounding a little uneasy. "Can you not see from where you are?"
"Uhhh kinda." Beca squinted her eyes and saw someone sitting in the driver's seat but was to far away to see who it was. All it looked like was a blob. "Let me walk up closer. There's some dumpsters I can hide behind." Getting out of the jeep, Beca snuck her way across the sidewalk and behind the dumpsters of her neighbor's house.
"Beca before you freak out, you need to know who it is."
"Who is it Stacie?" And before Stacie could respond, Beca lifted her head up, just enough that she had a good view of her front yard and saw her dad opening the door to a familiar looking petite brunette that she would've bet millions of dollars that she'd never see her face again.
"Beca…" She could hear Stacie through the phone but couldn't find it in her to speak or even form a word to reply with. She gritted her teeth as she watched her dad and th brunette share a hug and a kiss before making their way back into the house. Her blood began to boil and if she were to hold onto her phone any longer she'd break it to pieces. So, she slammed the device down and couldn't control the movements in her legs as they began to sprint over to her father and 'mysterious' hook up.
She made it to her dad just before they made it inside and the face represented on his was a lot similar to a deer in headlights or a criminal just getting busted for robbing a bank. "B-Beca? What are you doing here?"
She ignored his question. Her main focus was on the female that was laced to his hand and seconds away from walking into their home. Squeezing her fists at her side, she spoke.
"Hello Mom."
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