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It's All About Finding Yourself - Chapter 13

Beca didn't dare to venture back downstairs ever since dinner. Her father could barely even look at her and that's what upset her more. She knew she should've just told him beforehand but what if he just reacted the same way? All Beca had been doing since she stormed away upstairs was lying on her bed, overthinking everything.

Beca could suddenly hear muffled shouting from downstairs. The only two people it could be was her dad and Sheila because Jesse came to see her and ask if she was okay before he went to his room and then she had heard Rachael leave the house to most likely go and see Luke. Beca got up from her bed and quietly left her room, trying to rid her face from the stained makeup on her cheeks. One she got to the top of the stairs she could hear the voices clearer, she sat down on the top step and listened in.

Meanwhile downstairs, John and his fiancée were helping each other wash the dishes but in true Mitchell fashion, John had lost his temper over what happened at dinner.

"She's seventeen John, she'll just be experimenting." Sheila shrugged, handing him a plate that she had just washed.

"I don't understand why, is she just doing this to resent me?" John asked through gritted teeth.

"Why would she kiss Chloe to resent you? She's kissing a girl because of what she's feeling. She might very well be bisexual John but she's obviously too scared to talk about things like that with you." Sheila answered calmly.

"Bisexuality isn't a thing Sheila."

"You're impossible. If you're going to be so close minded about everything then you'll find that your daughter will resent you even more!" Sheila snapped, drying her hands on the dish towel next to her. "I've already spoken to Rachael about her comment over dinner and she didn't mean it to sound the way it did and she said she wouldn't be bothered if Beca was a lesbian or not." Sheila stated matter-of-factly.

"My daughter's not a lesbian." John protested as Sheila left the kitchen. "Where are you going?!" He called after his fiancée.

"To ask Beca what's happening because her own father is too scared to!" Sheila called back as she walked down the hallway. Sheila climbed the stairs quietly as she caught sight of Beca sitting at the top with her head in her hands. "Beca." Sheila sat down next to the brunette and placed a hand on her knee, making her look up.

Beca hated crying in front of people but lately she had been doing it a lot. "I heard everything." She whispered. "By the way, I'm not bi. I'm gay, Chloe's the bi one." Beca explained, clearing that up for Sheila.

"Is Chloe your girlfriend?" Sheila asked softly, soothingly rubbing Beca's knee.

Beca shook her head. "She's got a boyfriend."

"Oh, right." Sheila processed. "Look, don't worry about your dad, he'll come around. I'll make sure of it."

"Thanks." Beca said quietly. She didn't believe that Sheila could change her father's mind, he's too fucking close minded to listen.

Chloe toyed with the hem of Beca's tank top as she kissed her way up the brunette's neck. Beca's back arched off the wall as she shuddered once Chloe's mouth had reached the spot behind her ear. Chloe kept her mouth moving, coming around Beca's cheek until her lips were barely touching the brunette's lips. "Guess I found your weakness." The redhead teased against Beca's lips before capturing them in a kiss. Beca instantly parted her lips, allowing Chloe's tongue to find her own. They both moaned into the kiss when Chloe pressed her body impossibly closer against Beca's.

Beca had never been this turned turned on just by making out with someone in her life. God Chloe did amazing things to her body. "Fuck Chloe." Beca moaned breathily as she pulled her lips away from the redhead's to catch her breath. In one fluent movement, Chloe removed Beca's top leaving the brunette in her black bra.

"Fuck." Chloe bit her lip, taking in the sight of Beca in just her bra. She had seen the brunette without a shirt before but not like this.

"You're so fucking hot when you swear." Beca had just found her newest turn on. Chloe placed her hand on Beca's back and pulled her flush against her own body. The redhead's hand made its way down between the two girls until it came to Beca's button on her jeans, expertly unbuttoning it. Next she slowly pulled down Beca's zipper, making the brunette whimper as Chloe deliberately grazed her knuckle over her underwear...

Beca woke up with a start, her body flushed with sweat along with a damp throbbing heat between her legs. Did she really just have a sex dream about Chloe? Things were escalating fast. Beca reached over and grabbed her phone to check the time. Just past 3AM. She let her head hit the pillow again and rolled over, accidentally letting out a moan at the spark of pleasure rubbing her thighs together caused. Great...

Beca was late for school the next again day but didn't bother too much since she had a free period first thing. She trudged down the empty hallway on route to her locker, she had gotten hardly any sleep last night. She sighed as she turned to corner, slowing down in her tracks as she noticed Rachael standing by her locker. "What're you doing at my locker?" As Beca got closer, she noticed that the blonde was attempting to wipe something off the locker door.

"Before you go crazy at me, I had absolutely nothing to do with it." Rachael finally moved out the way as Beca approached her.

Beca's face fell as her heart sank to the put of her stomach. Written across her locker with a marker in bold letters was the work 'DYKE'. "Who did it then?" Beca growled, her eyes stinging from threatening tears.

"I have no idea, I told no one." Rachael said honestly mixed with slight concern. "Look I don't hate you because you're gay, I hate you because you annoy the living daylights out of me."

"Then if it wasn't you-"

"Hey Beca, I didn't see you in home room. Rachael." Stacie greeted the girls as she approached them but was stopped in her tracks once she noticed the locker.

"Stace is it the right time to mention to you that I'm gay?"

"Probably."

"Are you mad?" Although all eyes were fixated on the locker, the girls continued the conversation even though each they weren't looking at each other.

"Of course not. I kinda knew a few years ago." Beca finally turned to the taller brunette with a furrowed brow. "What? I just didn't want to say anything incase you weren't. Now who the fuck did this so I can bitch slap their ass out of America?"

"We have no idea." Rachael spoke on behalf of herself and Beca. Stacie reached into her bag and pulled out a makeup remover wipe and began to wipe away the marker.

"Well we're gonna find the dick." Just as Stacie finished her sentence, the bell rang. Students quickly filled the hallway, Beca feeling like the shortest one there as always although today she felt even smaller, she had been letting the meaningless things get to her lately.

Some of the guys from the basketball team walked past the girls, flashing a knowing smirk in Beca's direction. The short brunette turned to Stacie and Rachael. "Why do I get the feeling everyone knows I'm gay and thinks I'm some sort of lesbian porn star?"

"Why do the basketball guys know anyway?" Stacie asked, folding her arms across her chest.

"Before you ask me, I haven't said anything to Luke." Rachael stepped back with her hands raised. Beca bit her lip before brushing past Stacie without a word, leaving the other two girls behind with confused expressions.

Beca weaved her way in and out the crowd before she came to her desired location. "What did you say to your stupid team?" Beca came in between Jesse and Aubrey and pushed the boy's shoulder into his locker, Aubrey jumped back with a furrowed brow.

"What're you talking about?" Jesse asked, grabbing onto his shoulder.

"The guys from the basketball team just walked past me with grins that said 'Hey, I know you're gay but you don't know that we know.' And this was right after I found 'dyke' written across my locker for some sick joke. How do people know Jesse?!" Beca pushed him again whilst Aubrey stood at the side allowing her brain to process what was happening.

"I didn't say anything to anyone Beca!" Jesse protested, fixing his strap of his backpack that had fell down after Beca had pushed him.

"Prove it." Beca challenged.

"I swear down on my mom's grave." Beca couldn't argue after that. She banged her fist off the locker as she racked her brain for any idea of who it could've been. She spun around on her heel and walked off in the opposite direction. "Hey Beca." Jesse called after her and she stopped walking. "Why don't you just come out the closet and be proud of who you are?" He asked and Beca noticed that the people around her were watching her as they walked by, obviously overhearing what Jesse had just said. "Why is it so hard for you?" Beca didn't know why her cousin was suddenly acting like this after he knew exactly how her dad reacted. She turned around and walked up to Jesse so she was standing toe to toe with him.

"Why are you forcing me out the closet when you already know exactly how my dad handled it?" Beca prodded him in the chest, gritting her teeth at him.

"Maybe because instead of sitting down and talking to him about it before, you let him find out the hard way?" He tried. "Look Beca, I just don't want to see you get hurt. You see all these kids hurting themselves everyday because they're too scared to be who they are, I just don't want that to be you. Everyone in the glee club loves you for who you are Bec."

"Trust me, I wouldn't do anything stupid, I'd miss me too much." Beca replied with a smirk and an eye roll.

"There's the weirdo I know." Jesse playfully nudged her arm, happy to finally see a smile on her face since yesterday. "I'll see you in glee club, okay?" He asked, brushing past her to grab Aubrey's hand as they began to walk down the hallway. Although Jesse had basically just outed her to the whole school, Beca couldn't help but think about what Jesse has said about the Glee club loving her for who she is.

"What's up Beca?" Beca grimaced as Tom walked her way. Just as she thought her day was about to turn for the better.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to stay away from my girlfriend. She doesn't need lesbians like you drooling over her." Tom smirked, flipping a black marker up onto the air before catching it again.

"Why don't you just back off mate? Why are you such a dick all the time?" Beca was surprised that her supposed knight in shining armour was Luke as he overheard the conversation and stood by her side.

"Looky here Evans, I guess you fit in great with Beca here with now that you're all for that gay ass glee club."

"Look I first joined the show choir just to get onto Aubrey's wit after she dumped me and that was so wrong of me but actually I'm glad I joined, you wanna know why?" Beca stepped to the side as Luke stepped towards the slightly taller ball, his finger inches from his chest.

"Intrigue me." Tom deadpanned. This guy was such a douche, what the hell is going through Chloe's head?

"It doesn't matter who you are, everyone in that room accepts you no matter what. Yeah ninety percent of the time we'll be bickering over something stupid but at least we aren't bringing each other down like pricks like you do." Beca was speechless at what Luke was coming out with. Tom didn't say anything else before he walked off.

"Uh thanks I think." Beca turned to Luke as they watched Tom walk off, continuing to throw the pen up into the air.

"No worries." The blonde boy smiled down at her and Beca raised an eyebrow at him. "Look I've been a complete arsehole to everyone lately but as much as I hate to say it, glee club may have changed the way I think about certain things." He swung his arm round Beca's shoulders and began to walk her down the hallway which made Beca slightly uncomfortable. What the hell was getting into everyone? "Here's the thing, practically everyone in the school knows you're gay."

"You don't say." Beca deadpanned.

"And now quite a few people know you have a crush on Chloe thanks to Jesse. All of us in the glee club just want you to know that we'll be here if you need us."

"Hold on." Beca grabbed hold of the arm around her and pulled it off her shoulder. "Why are you suddenly being nice to me?" Beca folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Well you're my girlfriend's step-sister, I have to make an effort right? Plus I don't want to be like the football team, they think they rule the place."

"Ah-ah she's not my step-sister yet." Beca challenged.

"Same thing. Oh shit, I've got basketball practice. I'll talk to you later." Before Beca could say anything Luke had left. She looked up at the clock, she had five minutes before she had to go to her biology class. She had been thinking about telling Chloe how she feels as well as trying to convince the redhead that her boyfriend is an asshole. Could five minutes be enough time to tell her? Fuck it. Beca once again was attempting to get through the crowds of students on the search to find Chloe, she cursed herself for being vertically challenged because even most of the freshmen were taller than her.

"We need to talk." Beca finally reached the redhead, who was taking some books out of her locker.

"Hm what about?" Chloe asked, closing her locker to find a flustered Beca standing there.

"Me and you." Beca looked down at her feet as she mumbled "Ikindofhaveacrushonyou."

"Huh?"

Beca sighed and looked up. "You're the reason that I figured out that I'm gay, I didn't realise until then that I actually really liked you...as in I kind of have a crush on you and it's totally stupid because you have a boyfriend, in fact maybe I should just leave, this was stupid." Beca shook her head but just as she was about to leave, Chloe stopped her.

"Beca wait. It's not stupid, in fact I've kinda had this crazy crush on you ever since you fell on me when we were ice skating." Chloe looked away in embarrassment and Beca couldn't help the smile that began to cross her face.

"Seriously?" Beca asked incredulously.

"Seriously. Why do you think I don't stop you from kissing me?" Beca's stomach was doing somersaults.

"So what does this mean then?" Beca asked, wiping her sweaty palms off her jeans. Chloe's face fell.

"Well if it weren't for Tom, I'd go out with you Beca." Chloe replied with a hint of sadness.

"Just dump him then." Beca shrugged. She was eager to get Chloe to date her, I'm sure that would give her dad a heart attack.

"Beca, I can't just dump him, he's really sweet to me."

"He's just a stupid boy!" Beca threw her arms in the air, she was beginning to get frustrated with how oblivious Chloe was to Tom's behaviour. "He's such an asshole, he's going to break up with you anyway."

"Look if I ever break up with Tom for whatever reason, I'll make sure you're my first choice." Chloe winked, placing her hands on Beca's waist.

"I don't want to be your sloppy seconds." Beca forcefully pushed Chloe's hands off her and walked away, purposely barging Chloe's shoulder on the passing leaving the redhead dumbfounded.

The rest of the day had dragged for Beca. She wasn't surprised though because being rejected by Chloe made her feel awful and that had just made time slow down, painfully. Just when she thought her day couldn't get any worse, she had been call down to the principal's office.

Beca pushed open the door of Ms Hastings' office to find her father, Tom and Tom's father sitting in front of the desk with Ms Hastings' behind it. "What the hell's going on?" Beca asked slowly, taking a seat next to her dad suddenly remembering that he hadn't spoken to her in a day.

"Rebeca I'm sure you are aware of the locker incident that happened this morning." Ms Hastings pushed her glasses up as she spoke and Beca glanced over at Tom who was looking down at his hands in his lap.

"What incident?" John asked.

"Well Rachael Lynch came to see me earlier today to tell me that there had been some homophobic behaviour towards Rebeca." John glanced to his daughter before turning his head back to Ms Hastings. "Well after we looked into it more we found out who was responsible for it." All eyes landed on Tom who refused to look up.

"What was the homophobic behaviour?" John asked, slight anger in his voice.

"He wrote 'dyke' on my locker." Beca muttered.

"You're telling me that his son is making fun of my daughter because of her sexuality?!" John blew up, accusing fingers flying in all directions. Beca raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect her dad to come out with something like that. John turned to Tom's father "What gives your son the right to humiliate my daughter only because she's gay?!" Beca sat back smugly, watching the fear in Tom's father's eyes now that her dad was shouting at him. Not only was her dad sticking up for her, he was sticking up for her sexuality too.

"I didn't know he was like this at school Mr Mitchell." Mr O'Riley tried.

"He needs to get suspended." John shook his head as he turned to Ms Hastings.

"That was the plan all along Mr Mitchell we just wanted to make sure you were notified since Rachael said Beca wouldn't have said anything." Ms Hastings explained. The final bell rang before she could continue. "Two day suspension Tom, you will return to school Thursday morning. Mr Mitchell, Rebeca you may leave now that I only have to deal with Tom." John stood up and shook Ms Hastings hand before leading Beca out of the office. Neither said a word to each other as the exited the building and made their way to the parking lot. It was an awkward silence. Just as they reached the car, John stopped his daughter and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"I am so sorry, honey." He squeezed her tighter as her felt her arms snake around his waist followed by a sniff.

"I've felt so shit for the past day and a half." Beca pulled away and gently rubbed her eyes.

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way it was just a shock to the system, I come from another generation sweetheart,,it was just that little bit harder. Even though it didn't seem like it, I love you so much, you're my little girl. Sheila sat down with me for a long talk which opened my eyes and then I found out that people were calling you names like that. That was the final straw."

"Thanks dad."

"Never let me do anything that will make you forget how much I love you." John cupped his daughter's face and kisses her forehead.

I apologise for any typos because I'm just putting this up and going to sleep cause I'm supa tired

Question - Thoughts on Luke and Rachael?