Chloe glanced at the mailbox numbers anxiously as she drove down what the GPS told her was Beca's street. She cursed herself for not asking her girlfriend what her house looked like because she had absolutely no idea where she was. The redhead tapped the accelerator and then jumped as an automated voice filled the car.
Turn right now.
The redhead cut the wheel to the right almost immediately, and then gasped when she saw a small red car coming her way. Chloe slammed on the brakes as fast as she could, but it wasn't good enough. Her bumper rammed right into the front of the other car and the sound of the two cars colliding filled the streets.
"Shit." Chloe muttered, clenching her eyes shut and sighing as her engine died and she slammed backwards into her seat. The redhead watched as the other driver stepped out of her car and quickly unbuckled her own seatbelt. She stepped out onto the pavement and started apologizing immediately.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't look before I turned, I was following my GPS and-"
"It's fine. Look, my bumper's barely dented and it's a piece of shit anyway. You want to just go our separate ways and leave the insurance and shit out of it?" The teenager sighed, bringing her hand up and rubbing it on the back of her neck. Chloe glanced at the older looking Ford and then back at its driver.
"Are you sure? Like I said, it's completely my fault." The redhead asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Look, we're literally right in front of my house, so if you need to call someone or something-"
"Chloe? What the hell happened?" Jaiden was cut off by her older sister's voice and she jerked her head towards the shorter girl in confusion. Beca was standing on the front porch of the house with her duffel bag in her hand with a completely concerned expression plastered across her face. After a couple of seconds, something clicked in Jaiden's head and she sighed.
"Oh my God. Shit. Shit." She murmured. The 17 year old quickly grabbed the keys out of her car and started up the sidewalk towards her house, brushing past Beca without a second glance.
"Wait! What's going on here?" Jaiden stopped just before the first porch step and turned around. Chloe was staring at her with the same confusion she had felt just a second ago.
"You must be the girlfriend Beca was trying to tell me about. Look. Run while you can. You seem like a nice girl and just…run. Because she'll probably end up leaving you." She deadpanned before turning back towards her house.
"Come on, let's just go." Beca practically whispered as she walked towards the end of the sidewalk. The short brunette grabbed her girlfriend's arm and tugged her towards her slightly dented car. Chloe glanced backwards anxiously before following her girlfriend into the car and driving away.
"What happened?" Chloe asked, setting the GPS destination back to their apartment and then pulling out onto the road. Beca sighed from the passenger seat and shook her head.
"She hates me, just like I said she would." She replied angrily. Beca shoved her bag into the backseat and ran her fingers through her hair before glancing out the window. "How did you two end up hitting each other?"
"I was trying to drive under the directions of a robot and I'm an idiot." Chloe shrugged, glancing at the tiny screen attached to her windshield and quickly jerked the steering wheel to the left. Beca slammed into her door and winced.
"Jesus Chloe. What she said to you…I get if you don't want to do this anymore because-"
"Beca, I understand that she has a right to be upset. But I'm not breaking up with you because of it. You tried to tell your dad, so you didn't just ignore it. And I think eventually this will all work out." The redhead said confidentially. Beca glanced at her in disbelief.
"Are you serious? There's no way that's going to happen. She literally has no reason to want me back in her life."
"Well you two are sisters. That's a reason. And I got you to join the Bella's, so I could probably get her to." Chloe shrugged before sharply turning to the right, causing Beca to slam her shoulder against the door once again.
"Don't. Seriously Chloe, don't even try. It's a nice idea and all, but I'm not going to force myself into her life. If she doesn't want me there, then I'm not going to go against that. She has the right to choose." Beca admitted quietly. Chloe turned to look at her for a few seconds before turning her attention back to the road. This was probably the most open Beca had been with her about anything that had happened before they had met, and she was starting to understand why.
"She might just need some time to realize that you really are sorry for what happened. Seeing you today was probably just as stressful on her as it was on you." Beca nodded in agreement and sighed. The small DJ reached over and took Chloe's free hand in her own.
"I know. I feel awful for even upsetting her like that. I just was so anxious to try to make things right because I can't handle the guilt from this anymore. And I know that's narcissistic, but I seriously can't do it anymore." Beca's voice trembled a bit and the redhead beside her couldn't help but notice the grip on her hand was getting tighter. She squeezed her girlfriend's hand back and looked at her as they pulled up to a red light.
"You're not narcissistic, you're just human and you're processing human emotions. I'm telling you, this will all work out. Just give it some time."
Sorry this update took so long! I've been camping in the internet free wilderness for the past week. Feel free to let me know what you think/what you'd like to see happen! :)