Beca's p.o.v.
It has been a week since Chloe kissed me and stormed out, puzzled. She has not talked to me since that day, and has been avoiding me, walking away when she sees me, avoiding any eye contact, and even when we sit next to each other in class, she ignores me, asking anyone but me if she needs information.
At first I tried talking to her, but she barely even replied one word, so I dropped it. Of course it doesn't feel good, being so close and yet so far away, mostly because I am only starting to get over Bridgit and now, I have to get over Chloe...
I am walking down the hallway when I see Stacie walking towards me.
"Hey there gorgeous !" she greets me flirtily, stepping real close to me.
"Hi Stace ! Wassup ?" I reply, casually.
"Nothing much... I just wanted to tell you how hot I think you look today." she states, playing with a strand of my hair.
Okay, I know I said I am not a slut, but Stacie is REALLY genuinely hot. She has long, dark, slightly wavy hair, with a grey beanie on her head that makes her look so cute. She stares right in my eyes with her big brown ones and a slight, flirty smirk plastered on her pink, kissable lips, and boy is that sexy !
"What's different from the other days ? Have I changed ?" I ask, quircking my eyebrows challengingly.
"No, you're always hot but..." she pauses and steps even closer, now only an inch from my face. Her eyes drift to my lips as she bites down on her own and then, back to my eyes. "Usually I can control myself, today though I can't... it's like I need it." she whispers the last part and I can feel her hot breath against my lips. Okay, now I am horny. I suddenly grab her waist and pull her closer, closing the gap between our lips as I crash mine against hers. She quickly kisses back and grins against my lips like she has won some prize. She pulls away and grabs my hand, leading me to the bathroom. We enter a stall and she closes the door, pushing me against it as our lips meet again.
It isn't love, nor is it passion, it is just pure, infuriating lust, and it feels good, and I want more. So does she apparently since I feel her tongue grazing my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I grant her, rolling on the side so she is now against the door. Our tongues dance together as my right hand cups her breast, my other one on her lower back. She moans into the kiss when I move my hand from her breast to her center, rubbing slow circles through her jeans.
"D-don't tease !" she pleads, not breaking the kiss. I unbotten her pants and slide my hand in her underwear, inserting two fingers inside her while rubbing her clit with my thumb. She groans and breaks the kiss only to bite my shoulder in order not to moan too loud. As my fingers go back and forth, quicker and quicker, she is sucking on my neck, slightly shaking out of pleasure. She throws her head back, reaching her climax, moaning louder and louder. At that moment I hear the door of the bathroom being opened, Stace screams out "Oh good God, Reb !" I let her ride it out, a little stressed that someone is in there, hearing us. Once she is done, I say
"Stace... I think someone's there..."
"Well then, Rebecca, you'll just have to be quiet !" she says, winking before sliding my pants and underwear down, lifting my shirt up my stomach, gently rubbing between my legs with her palm, kissing down my tummy to my centre. She looks at me from under, her eyes basically asking if I am ready. When I nod my head, she smiles and starts licking downthere. I close my eyes, letting out a moan in a sigh. "Be quiet, miss Holiday !" Stace whispers, playfully. I hear a whimper which isn't Stacie's, and a door slamming shut as someone storms out. I wonder who it might have been, but quickly take my mind off things as Stace starts going faster.
*Meanwhile*
Chloe's p.o.v.
I haven't talked to Reb since I kissed her. Why ? You'd ask. Well I wonder the same thing. I'm not ashamed of what I've done. Nor do I regret it . I just don't know what it meant and I just need some space to figure things out. So far, Reb has been understanding enough to let me be.
As I go to the bathroom to wash my hands after leaving the lab, I hear moans coming from a stall. I smile to myself, thinking someone is having a good time, but it quickly fades away when I hear someone scream Reb's name. At least I think it was, since it was pretty guttural. I shrug it off and start washing my hands, I hear whispers but can't understand what is being said, until I hear a 'Be quiet miss Holiday !'. Now I am sure it is her. That's it, I storm out of the bathroom, feeling hurt, sad, and angry.
On my way outside, I run into Aubrey.
« Oh, hey, babe, what's going on ? » she asks
« The midget fucking another girl in a bathroom stall that's what's going on. Now go to class Bree, I need a cigarette. » I reply and push past her. I'm beyond furious and Aubs knows better than to follow me in this state. I'm furious at Rebecca, for doing this, and at myself, for caring.
When I arrive at the gates, I light a cigarette, as tears pour down my face. Five minutes later, Rebecca comes out to the gates as well.
"Oh that's just great !" I mutter angrily.
"Chloe, what's wrong ?" she asks, looking concerned. I look straight at her with my red puffy eyes, angrily.
"Was it good ?" I spit between my teeth. She looks at me, confused.
"What are you talking about ?" she asks, frowning.
"OH PLEASE ! Don't play dumb with me Rebecca ! Even if I hadn't come into the bathroom, you didn't even bother to cover up your newly made hickey !" she touches her neck where I pointed, as if not aware she has one. "You were pretty quick to get over me, weren't you ?!" I continue, not able to stop myself. Suddenly, she seems just as hurt and angry as I am.
"And why do YOU care ?! You're the one who kissed me saying it meant something and who hasn't shown any sign of caring ever since ! And by the way, your silence just might be the reason why I didn't get the memo saying I needed your permission to get laid !" she snaps back. Fuck. She is right and I know it. I don't own her. But I am way too pissed off to admit that.
"Well now you have my blessing, I don't care, go slut it up !" I yell as I throw my cigarette on the floor and go for a walk.
"Yeah, very mature ! I didn't think you'd stoop so low ! You know what ?! SCREW YOU !" I hear her yell behind me, her voice breaking with sobs. I don't turn back and keep going, furious, and broken.
Beca's p.o.v.
What the hell ?! I can't believe her ! What does she think ? That she controls me ? Damn it ! I am a freaking FBI Agent ! I punch the gates hard. It hurts but it feels good to take my anger out. She said she wouldn't judge me, and now she calls me a slut, well I am done forgiving her ! It's probably for the best anyway, I can't let go of Bridgit that easily can I ? I hit the gates again, harder and it bends a little as I hear a cracking noise coming from my hand which starts bleeding.
"FUCK !" I scream in pain. I sit on the sidewalk and cry my eyes out for fuck knows how long. I get a call from Emily but don't answer. She calls again. And again. And again. At some point I pick up. "What do you want Emily ?" I ask coldly.
"Well hello to you too... Where are you ? Where's Chloe ?" I can't be rude to her, she is practically my sister.
"I'm in front of the gates with a bloody, probably broken hand, and Chloe stormed off God knows where to !" I state.
"WHAT ?! What happened ? No, don't move, I'll be there in a sec." and with that she ends the call. One minute later she arrives. "WOW ! What happened to the gates ?" she asks, pointing at the bent metal.
"The gates and my hand had a fight. We both got hurt and called a truth..." I say, trying to be funny but frankly, neither of us laughed. Emily sits next to me and takes a bandage out of her bag.
"First, I'll wrap this around your hand while you tell me what happened. Then I'll take you to the hospital. Now where's Chloe ?" she asks, taking my hand and cleaning my wounds with water. I don't flinch, I've had worse.
"I couldn't care less..." I reply. She looks at me, her eyes basically saying 'As if.'.
"Tell me what happened Beca." she demands.
"Alright ! At my party last week, she got wasted. What you don't know is that she hit on me. Anyway, the next morning she woke up cuddled up in my arms, and when she only remembered kissing me, she assumed the worst. I told her we didn't, then we got to work. A while later, she kissed me again, saying this time it meant something, but she went away, kinda freaked out. Since she hadn't talked to me since, I thought she regretted it. Earlier today, Stace came onto me and we did it in a bathroom stall, but somehow Chloe heard us. She got mad and yelled at me for doing this, so I myself got mad telling her I didn't need her permission. She cried, I cried, she told me to go slut it up and went off. I was angry, I punched the gates, and here we are." Emily takes it all in as she finishes bandaging my hand.
"Man... you guys are complicated. Let's go to the hospital, we'll figure it out." I nod and off we go. Jesus. I don't know when I did something to deserve having a friend like Emily, but surely I'm more than thankful.
Chloe's p.o.v.
I can't believe I have just agued like that with Rebecca... I can't believe I called her a slut. Why am I angry anyway ? I can't be jealous can I ? No, I'm just being selfish because I want her attention. That has to be the explanation.
Lost in my thought, I bump into Tom, who smiles wide seeing me.
"Hey Chloe ! What are you up to ?" he asks joyfully.
"Nothing much..." I reply.
"Well, can I walk with you ?" I can hear hope in his voice.
"Sure, I could use the company." I say smiling. We walk silently to the park and sit on a bench.
"So, I heard you broke up with your boyfriend..." she starts.
"Yeah, we fought and he made me cry all the time. He was a jerk and when he insulted Reb..." I stopp there. Mentionning her name brings tears to my eyes, I insulted Rebecca too... Before I can think too much, Tom speaks again
"Well, he surely is an idiot for hurting you and letting you go... If I had been in his shoes, I would have never done anything to make you go away..." he says shyly. Just then he reminds me of Rebecca. Without thinking, I lean in and kiss him. He kisses back and then, I pull away and stand up.
"I-I... I have to go !" I blurt out.
"See you later ?" he asks, hopefully. I smile.
"Sure, bye !" and I walk back to school. Maybe at some point I'll have to stop kissing and running away... I am such a coward. Although this time it felt different... I left because I was ashamed. Probably because I only kissed him because I felt unloved, sad and angry and he was there. Poor Tom... I had just used him and now he has his hopes up...
My phone rings just when I arrive at the gates and see it's messed up. I pick up without looking who the caller is.
"Hello ?"
"Hey Chloe, where are you ?" a voice asks.
"Aubrey ? I'm in front of the gates... Have you seen that ?" I ask, bewildered.
"Oh yeah… I did see that, just as I know the result of what caused it." she replies and I don't understand.
"Meaning ?" I wonder.
"Meaning Emily just called from the hospital, in the waiting room. Rebecca punched it after you left, and she broke her hand." she says sternly. Oh crap. Rebecca must be in pain, all because of me. And she obviously has told Emily, who must have been mad and called Aubrey who is now also mad at me. "Should I wait for your side of the story or just be mad at you for calling her a slut ?" she asks, sighing.
"Uh... I… Aubrey… You know I didn't mean it and I... I really need my best friend right now. I think I messed up again. I was mad she had slept with somebody else. I insulted her. Ran off. Tom was there. And I kissed him… It's just that… I'm so confused right now… » I explain, half crying.
« I think the first thing you should do is call Emily, to check up on Rebecca. Then stop by to mine and we'll… Get your mind off of things. Sounds good ? » she offers.
« Sure. See you in a bit Bree. Thank you. » and with that I hang up before I dial Emily.
« Well. Chloe Beale. What do you want ? » she asks coldly.
« Emily… I… I fucked up okay ? I know that. Please just… Hear me out ? Like… Can we talk about it this evening in our room ?" I plead. I can't lose Emily too.
"Alright." she agrees, to my relief.
"Will you call me to tell me if she's okay when you have some news ?" I request.
"Call her yourself." she replies and hangs up. Oookayyyy... This is gonna be a loooong evening.
I wait for an hour, and to be out of Aubrey's and back to my dorm before texting Rebecca, because I know she's not gonna take my calls.
Chloe : Hey... I just wanna know, how's your hand ?
Rebecca : Why ? Did you start caring or do you just feel bad ?
Chloe : I... Nevermind.
Rebecca : Yeah, that's what I thought. As I said before : screw you.
Dang it ! Why does she have to be so stubborn ?! I really don't feel like apologizing nor replying to this sarcasm. She makes me so angry sometimes ! FUCK ! I throw my phone accross the room on an impulse and am relieved when it lands on Emily's bed. Speaking of, she enters the room just to see my phone landing on her pillow. She raises a questionning eyebrow and I motion for her to read the texts.
Emily's p.o.v.
I read the texts and understand a little.
"Chloe, would you now give me your side of the story please ?" she sighs.
"I don't know why I reacted like this I just... felt..." she starts explaining.
"Jealous ?" I cut her off.
"NO !" she replies. I don't say anything and wait for her to admit it. "Yes... Maybe. I don't know okay ? And it freaks me out !" she yells.
"Okay, let's figure it out. Why did you kiss her saturday night ?" I ask her.
"Because I was drunk, and I wasn't thinking." she replies as if reciting in a drama class.
"Wow, tell me, doesn't alcohol amplify your feelings ? Desinhibates ? Stuff like that ?" I ask implicitly.
"What are you implying ? That deep down I want her and I only admitted it while drunk ?"
"I dunno, you tell me. What did it mean the day after that, when you kissed her again ? Why were you so mad about her having sex with Stace ?" I keep asking.
"It was Stacie ? Wow, I didn't know she was gay..." she tries to avoid my questions.
"She's not really, but somehow B-Reb has the ability to end up in straight girls' beds… or... hearts ?" I say raising an eyebrow. Shoot ! I need to stop calling her Beca ! I mean, almost... still, this is gonna get suspicious. Obviously Chloe hasn't noticed though.
"Yeah, tell me about it..." she mutters, looking at the ceiling. "I just don't want to make a mistake and ruin our friendship if it's not really what I want and I'll just go back and forth and hurt her..." she says in a sad tone.
"Isn't that what's already happening here ?" I ask rhetorically.
"I'm such a mess... I've been a total bitch..." she complains.
"You have indeed, so what you gonna do ?" I wonder.
"I can't lead her on anymore... I'll call Tom."
"Yeah you do th... wait what ?" I ask, really clueless. "Tom ? Why Tom ? What does HE have to do in all of this ?" I ask.
"He... kind of came onto me earlier.. we... we kissed." she says.
"So what you gonna tell him ?" I'm truly confused now.
"Erm... I'll ask if he wants to be my boyfriend..." she replies so low I barely hear her, but I still do.
"You WHAT ?!" I ask, bewildered.
"Well you're the one who told me I hurt her leading her on so if I get with Tom, maybe she'll understand that I'm not... interested." she says halfheartedly. I can't believe this. What is wrong with this girl ?!
"Are you fucking serious right now ?! First of, I didn't say that, you figured it out all by yourself ! And by the way, you also figured out you were jealous when she was with someone else... Second, good God, you're in freaking denial Chloe just wake up !" I yell.
"I'm NOT in denial, I like boys ! And I quite like Tom, now shush, the phone is ringing." she says sternly as I sit there, too shocked to answer her.
Two minutes later, she hangs up and comes to me like nothing happened, a wide fake smile on her face.
"I have a new boyfriend !" she exclaims in a high-pitched voice. I just don't recognize this girl…
"Whatev'z..." I say leaving the room. How am I going to break the news to Beca ? I can't just let her find out on her own... Oh crap. Why does Chloe have to be so stupid ?
Beca's p.o.v.
My hand hurts like a bitch, but I've had worst. Why in hell have I punched those gates ?! Stupid me. I hope Emily could talk some sense into Chloe and get her to spill what goes on in her mind. Just then I hear my phone ringing. Chloe. Oh. Well... I take that even though I'm still mad at her.
"What now?" I snapp.
"Just wanted to tell you, I'm not gonna bother you anymore, since it seems to be all I can do lately..." she says coldly with a sigh. I don't get it.
"Meaning ?" I ask, waiting.
"Meaning I didn't see why but Emily insisted that I call you to tell you this so you wouldn't have to find out when you see me, I'm dating Tom." she says sternly and I feel tears filling my eyes. I'm heart broken, devastated, confused and angry. No, furious.
"I take it all back." I state, my voice filled with anger.
"You take what back ?" she asks.
"Everything I said about you that day before you kissed me. I take it all back. Really, I don't mean it anymore. You're a player. A manipulative, hypocrit bitch who doesn't care about hurting people. I bet it was fun breaking me, tearing me apart limb by limb. I hope you enjoyed it !" I finish and as I press the 'end' button, I hear her starting to ask me to wait but I don't, I'm done waiting. I dry my tears and call Stacie, trying to sound as cool as possible when she picks up.
"Hey sexy, what's up ?" she asks.
"Well, would you like to be my girlfriend ?" I ask, feeling brave as I have never done this before.
"Wow, straight to the point huh ? Well it depends, will I have free access in your pants ?" this makes me laugh, she is so... Stacie !
"Of course pervy !" I reply.
"Not my fault you make me horny... Yes, I'll be your girl. I gotta go, see you tomorrow babe !"
"Yeah bye !". Good. At least I won't be a depressed single girl in love with a straight one. Chloe wants to break me ? Well two can play that game. And I'll feel better tomorrow when I see her face when she understands that she is not the only one dating somebody new.
*The next day - friday*
I am walking to my locker sleepily - once again I havn't slept well - when I feel a hand pulling me to another spot. It's Emily and she drags me to Chloe.
"What the hell Em ?!" I sound more angry than I thought I would.
"You two need to work things out ! I can't have my best friend and my roommate hating each other !" she tells us.
"We're cool." Chloe says, obviously wanting to get this over with. Emily looks at me, a pleading look on her face.
"What she said." I reply, nodding in Chloe's direction.
"Come on guys, you can't have me cho-" she stops dead in her tracks, staring at something - or rather someone - behind me, but I don't have enough time to see who it is because a pair of hands land on my eyes.
"Guess who !" I recognize an excited Stace.
"Oh great now, it couldn't get any better..." I hear Chloe mutter and I grin as I understand she knows it was her in the stall yesterday and is already mad even though she doesn't know I'm dating her yet.
"Mmmh... Lucky guess... Isn't it my girlfriend ?" I hear Emily and Chloe gasping as Stacie takes her hands off and I turn around to greet her with a kiss on the lips that she quickly deepens. When we break apart, I see Tom from afar.
"Hey Chloe, stop day dreaming, your boyfriend's coming this way !" I inform her, not letting my sadness being heard. They greet each other the same way we did and then Tom turns towards us. I notice only then that Emily has left... Oh well.
"Hey ! So this is the girl you had a crush on then ?" he asks me, pointing at Stace with his arm that isn't around Chloe's shoulders.
"Err... Yeah..." I reply, lying.
"I just had an awesome idea !" he exclaims. Uh-oh... I'm preparing for the worst here...
Emily's p.o.v.
Okay. This has to stop. I need to find Aubrey. Luckily for me, Aubrey is a rather predictible girl and I'm 90% sure I'll find her in the study room. Yup. Right there.
« Hey, Aubrey, we need to talk. » I tell her in all seriousness. She takes off her glasses and looks up from her book.
« If this is about our respective best friends then I agree. I'm listening. » she tells me, ever so formal.
« So, after I talked to Chloe last night, and after she admitted to being jealous and stuff, she decided that the right thing to do was to date Tom. » I inform her.
« I see. How did Rebecca take the news ? » she asks.
« Chloe personally called her to tell her. I heard Reb saying pretty harsh things to her before she hung up. Chlo seemed really broken by what had transpired but then she just reverted back to being a giddy little high school princess with a brand new toy called Tom. I wanted to do something, to make things better. And then, Stacie arrived. » I explain.
« Stacie ? What does she have to do with this ? » Aubrey wonders.
« Apparently, she's Rebecca's new girlfriend. »
« Oh God. Seriously, I love Chloe, and I strongly appreciate Rebecca to the point of calling her a friend. But those two are just lost causes ! I mean at this point, we've tried everything we could ! They're past the breaking point. But I have faith they'll realize in time and rebuild on a better ground… » Aubrey says, like a politician, which makes me chuckle.
« I think you're right. We'll just have to wait. »