A/N : Okay, note to whoever is reading this, it's about to get real, like, more flashbacks to explain what happened, Chloe opening her eyes (FINALLY) and stuff. Thanks to those who stick with me, you don't have to leave a review, but that would be nice of you cause I'd like some constructive criticism ! Until next time, love y'all ! xoxo and enjoy !

Chloe's p.o.v.

Now I'm wondering what is on Tom's mind. First it takes me some time to process the fact that Rebecca is dating Stacie. A mixture of pain and anger had shot through me when I had seen them kissing. And I am still mad and hurt that she called me manipulative and a hypocrit. She hurt me so badly yesterday, and I thought being with Tom would free me from the pain but really, it doesn't. Anyway, Tom speaks again at our questionning stares

"A double date tonight !" he states excitedly. I see Stacie smiling widely and turning towards Reb.

"Oh that's such a good idea, baby can we go, pleeeaase ?" she pouts, taking her hands as Tom turns to me.

"What do you think, beautiful ?" he asks. I glance at Rebecca who is obviously giving in.

"Okay, yeah, I guess if you want..." she says to her… gulp… girlfriend. I turn back to Tom.

"Alright, let's do this !" I exclaim, fake-smiling.

"Cool ! So let's meet up at 8 at the bowling alley tonight, ok ?" Everyone agrees as the bell rings. That is going to be so much fun...

Our teacher is once again not here. I am wandering in the hallway when I hear a melody coming from the music room, so I approach it, out of curiosity. It's Rebecca, playing the piano... Wait what ? She plays the piano as well ? Is there anything she can't do ? Anyway, I listen, careful not to make a single sound, knowing she'd stop. She is singing and, according to the lyrics, I'm guessing she's thinking about me. At least I hope so... I let her angelic voice fill my head as I close my eyes to focus better on it.

Don't wanna break your heart, Wanna give your heart a break,

I know you're scared it's wrong, Like you might make a mistake.

There's just one life to live, And there's no tme to wait, to waste

So let me give your heart a break...

As I zone out I hear her stop all of a sudden. Ooops, I have dropped my bag... Shit.

"Who's there ?" I hear her call out. I hesitate on whether to go in or run away when she speaks again. "I heard you, you know... Come out, come out, wherever you are !" she says, kind of playfully. Her lightness makes me laugh, I've missed this, and I enter the room shyly.

"It's... just me..." I announce myself.

"Oh, hey." she says, turning back to the piano, faking a deep focus on the keys and frowning.

"I didn't know you could also play the piano..." I say, trying to get her to talk to me, I don't know why, I just need to... I need her.

"There's plenty you don't know about me, Chloe." she replies, sternly. I try to ignore her coldness and go behind the piano, in front of her, as she starts to play lightly some melody.

"What ? A secret identity ? You're a super hero or something ?" I joke but she doesn't laugh. Instead she stiffens and looks me in the eyes for the first time since I have entered the room. She has a panicked expression on her face.. Why ? What did I say ? But soon she looks down again.

"Yeah, like super-slutty-woman..." she mutters bitterly, closing the piano but I stop her with my hand.

"No, please..." I plead and she opens it again, still not looking at me. "I didn't mean it, Reb. I was angry. I wanted to hurt you like I was hurt, but I don't... I would never think of you as a slut." I tell her truthfully. She doesn't move an inch and doesn't respond so I go to sit by her side. "Please forgive me..." I plead, but she only turns her head a little further from me. "Look at me..." I say, trying to sound as gentle as I can. She sighs and gives in. "Will you please, please, forgive me ?" I plead again and this time, she nods her head slightly, which makes me smile. "Thank you." I tell her and she smiles back. A little. But that's a start.

I get up and go back behind the piano.

"Now, what was that song you were singing ?" I ask.

"Give your Heart a Break, by Demi Lovato..." she replies.

"If I promise not to show anyone... Will you let me record you singing it again ?" I ask, hopeful. She sighs, half smiling.

"What wouldn't I do for you, huh, princess ? Get your phone." she tells me and I smile wide at her agreement, plus the nickname, and quickly get my phone outta my pocket. As I hit the 'record' button, she starts playing and singing again. I stare at her in awe, she's sooo talented, and beautiful. I guess I'm lost in my staring for a little too long because I hear her calling my name and I realise that the song is over. She's looking at me, eyebrows raised and smirking, as if knowing what was going through my mind. I try to act casual.

"Errr… yeah, so, why don't you tell me about those... things that I don't know about ?" I offer, sitting down on the floor. She comes to sit in front of me.

"Well, what do you wanna know ?" she asks.

"Anything I don't know already." I reply, she shifts a bit and seems a little uncomfortable but speaks up anyway.

"Okay, well, I live with my mom and step-dad. Don't know my real father, but my step dad's great. Only child. I've been taking dancing and acting classes since I was 6, started playing the guitare at 8, my step dad taught me, and started playing the piano at 10, my aunt taught me ! I also play the drums, a little, learnt at summer camp a few years ago. I write and draw in my free time. I'm a fan of Pretty Little Liars and The 100. That's pretty much it." she finishes and I stare at her in amazement. Okay. There ISN'T anything she can't do.

"Wow..." is all I can reply, but it makes her laugh. And her laugh is cute. Her upper lip curves a little and her nose wrinkles adorably. I love her nose wrinkles when she smiles. I reach out to touch them and feel the warmth of her smooth skin on my fingertips as they made contact with her nose, and then her cheek. She stops laughing but still smiles as she looks at me.

"I love your smile." I inform her.

"Thanks." she replies absentmindedly. Her smile is gone. She bites her bottom lip and that simple gesture makes my insides go crazy as I look back and forth between her lips and eyes. I'm lightheaded and slowly leaning in when my phone goes off. I jump a little and pull it out. It's a text from Tom.

Hey babe, I've been looking for your for 15 minutes, where r u ? xoxo

"It's T-Tom. I... I have to go…" I say, getting up, and she snickers bitterly.

"Yeah, that's it ! Go run to your boyfriend asap. Maybe next time he should try whistling, that might work !" she says, really sarcastically. I guess I just screwed up again... Crap.

"Rebecca... I..." I start but she cuts me off.

"You what ? You're sorry ? Again ? Aren't you tired of apologizing ? Because I sure as hell am tired of forgiving you." she spits, throwing her backpack over her shoulder before storming out of the room. On her way, she drops a little book on the floor.

I'm about to cry, but I suck it up ; I pick up the book and go out to meet Tom. After texting him, I'm waiting for him on a bench outside. He said he'd be there in 5 so I decide to look through Reb's book. I know it's wrong to invade one's privacy like that but.. whatever. I see drawings. Of me, mostly, and of another girl, a blonde I have never seen. She's really pretty though… It's good. And there are poems too, about me as well, at least I guess they are, and they are great too ! Some are full of love, others of hate and some of... greif ? Guilt ? Well... It's passionate anyway and the latest one is dated from yesterday :

Was it just a game ? Really what was your aim ?

Did it make you feel great ? Or being broken was just my fate ?

You can do anything to make you feel better, but deep down, think, who really is the player ?

I thought you were kind and nice, I trusted you, now I pay the price.

But go date him, it's much better, than being with me, a slut, a womanizer.

Oh God. I really have broken her... What have I done ?

*That day at 8pm*

Beca's p.o.v.

Why the hell have I agreed to do this ? I really don't want to see Chloe, let alone spend the evening with her and her boyfriend. Stace has been really quiet so I decide to ask her about it.

"Stace, what's wrong ?" I ask.

"Rebecca, look. I know I'm not 'that girl you had a crush on' that Tom was talking about earlier. I know you're not in love with me." she states. Oh... I was not expecting that. Crap...

"Stacie, I'm sorry..." I start but she cuts me off.

"No, it's okay. I'm not in love with you either. I thought we could work anyway but I had not realized you were trying to get over Chloe, until I saw you two in the music room before you stormed out..." she admits.

"Well now I hate her. So don't worry about it." I assure her.

"Alright. We'll see how tonight goes and decide what to do after that okay ?" she offers.

"'kay." I agree and peck her lips before getting out of the car. I like Stacie. She makes me laugh. But she sure doesn't make me feel the way Bridgit or... Chloe does.

We have been playing for 15 minutes now and I can't hit anything ! Tom comes to give me some advice.

"Just.. try and imagine that your aim is the head of someone you hate, you can think of anyone ?" he asks. I look at Chloe, who is already looking at me.

"Yeah I can do that. I have someone." I reply looking her dead in the eyes. I can see her jaw clenching as she flinches at my words. Okay, that was pure mean and I don't truly hate her but.. come on, the girl has hurt me and it was easy, and she deserved it. I throw the ball and hit them all.

"YAY ! It works ! A kiss for the winner ?" I say flirtily to Stace. She chuckles and pecks my lips gently.

45 minutes later, we are heading to the restaurant. We sit at our table and Chloe reaches for something in her bag. She hands it to me and I recognize my poem book, in which I also keep all of my drawings. "There, you dropped it earlier..." she tell me. I take it, her voice doesn't tell me whether or not she read it. I really hope she hasn't because it's really personal. Drawings of Bridgit, poems about her and more recents of Chloe and about Chloe. But I soon find out she has read it when she speaks again.

"Hey, have you guys seen Twilight 2 ? Don't you just hate it when Edward pretends not to love Bella anymore ? Don't you think it's just stupid ?" she asks.

"Err... yeah... I guess..." Tom answers, not really understanding where that was coming from. Wow... Twilight ? Seriously ? Very mature. Luckily I have seen them all with Bridgit cause she was a fan. I decide to reply with just as much metaphora.

"Well, she was pretty quick to jump on Jacob afterwards, don't you think ?" I say and that shuts her up and the waiter comes over. We order and when he goes away, the tension between Chloe and I fills the air. She then starts round two.

"Maybe Edward shouldn't have hurt her so badly in the first place." she spits.

"Yeah well maybe Bella should stop being in denial about what she feels !" I snap back and Tom interfers.

"Wow ! What's with you guys ?! It's just a movie, calm down !" he says defensively.

"I... I need to use the bathroom." I say and get up to go. I hate this situation, and I don't mean the tension between me and Chloe, I mean lying to everyone... I feel like I'm under fucking cover for a mission and I just can't be myself. It reminds me of...

FLASHBACK

I was on the couch, being silly with my awesome girlfriend Bridgit when my phone rang. I looked at the ID and it read 'Boss'.

"Sorry baby, I gotta take this !" I apologized. She nodded and I pecked her lips before getting up and heading to the kitchen. "Agent Mitchell03, listening." I said.

"Hello Beca, it's Luke. We need you at the station asap." he told me.

"Okay, be there in 15 minutes." I replied and hung up. I grabbed my jacket and car keys and went back to the living room."Stay here sweetie, I won't be long, mom needs me to run some errands. You can chill, make yourself at home, I won't be more than an hour !" I informed her. I hated lying to Bridgit, but I had no choice. She got up and pulled her long blond hair in a poneytail, she came up to me and I got lost in those beautiful blue eyes of hers.

"Okay, but hurry, I'm feeling excited and I might just start without you." she stated flirtily. Oh dear God. Boy was she a turn on. It took all my strengh not to just rip her clothes off right there and then, but I knew she did that on purpose for me to be quick. Still, it worked.

"Hold that thought, be right back !" I said and ran out the door like the house was on fire as I heard her chuckling.

Soon I arrived at the station and Luke was waiting for me outside. Luke was my cousin on my father's side. My father had died on a mission when I was 4 years old. Anyway, we entered the building and a room with pictures of a girl and men, strings to link those and all.

"Okay hurry up, I have a horny girlfriend at home, waiting for my return." Luke chuckled at my comment and got a folder out of his suitcase. He got out a picture of a girl with dark brown hair like mine and deep blue eyes, like mine too.

"Okay, we apprehended this girl a week ago and finally got her to spill yesterday. Her name's Alicia Brant, she's 19 years old, supposed to work with the mafia next week with some weapon trafic, guns mostly. Her partners in crime don't know she's been arrested, and we've kept them thinking she was fine by texting them with her phone. They've never seen her for real and have a first meeting planned in 3 days in a pub. See, usually we don't like to get involved with mob's stuff, but this time, they're selling those weapons to a corrupted, powerful man, he's dangerous but we have to prove it. Now what we need you to do is, take Alicia's place, infiltrate the mob, just get some info we ask you and that's it. Don't put yourself in danger out there okay ?" he explained. I just nodded my head and waited for him to keep going. "What you need to know about her is that, both parents died when she was 15, car accident. No other family members. She ran away not to end up in the foster system until she was 18. She now works as a waitress in a restaurant down St Pete's street. Meaning, no contact with your folks while your on the mission, we'll give you her phone, the key to her place and mail you the details. Alright ?" he finished.

"Alright." I agreed. I wasn't the type to refuse a mission and Luke knew that.

"Good. Step by Craig's office, he'll give you Alicia's ID with your picture on it, and other stuff of hers that you'll need. Don't answer to any of their texts without telling me first and check your mails tomorrow !" he told me.

"Yes sir !" I replied.

"Okay, all set, you're free to go." I hugged him goodbye and headed home after getting Alicia's stuff and stepping by a wallmart so my grocery shopping excuse wouldn't fail. Bridgit didn't ask any questions and everything went well...

END OF FLASHBACK

I'm still in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror, thinking back to that time when Stace joins me.

"Told ya !" she says. I look at her questioningly. "You are so not over her. And you're right, she is in denial." she states.

"I never said that." I try to defend myself.

"Come on. Are you really this hooked up on Twilight ? I don't think so, Edward." she says, punching my shoulder lightly. I chuckle, but turn serious.

"Where does that put us ?" I ask. She steps closer to me.

"Well, we're gonna go through this date, without killing anyone because you'll behave ! Then we'll go back to your place and have proper break up sex. I like you, and maybe you like me too, but you love her. And it's okay, but promise me you'll fight for her." Could she be any sweeter ?

"God Stacie... I don't deserve your kindness... I promise, but only if break up sex is good." I reply, jokingly.

"Good. Do you doubt my capacities, Holiday ?" she asks, faking being offended.

"Not for a second, Conrad…" I reply and lean in to kiss her. She kisses back and pulls away.

"Alright, let's go back before they worry !" she exclaims. With that, we head back towards the table, where the atmosphere is still kinda weird.

Stacie's p.o.v. (whaaaat?!)

I didn't lie. I'm not mad at Rebecca. I know she didn't mean to hurt me. And even though I really like her, I'm not broken. There are other fishes in the sea ! It's not like I was in love... In fact, I really want her to be happy with Chloe. But Tom is still there, clueless. I have to do something.

"Chloe, can I talk to you for a minute ?" I ask.

"Uh... Yeah... Sure..." she stands up, confusion written on her features. She follows me to the corner. "You need to break up with Tom." I state bluntly, figuring there is no other way to approach it.

"EXCUSE ME ?!" she says, clearly offended and angry. Okay, so maybe there are other ways..

"Look, I saw the way you look at Rebecca. I saw you two interact in the music room earlier... and the way you behave around each other... It's not fair to him. Just like it wasn't fair to me what Rebecca did. Which is why we broke up." I explain, and she seems to relax a bit. So that was the better way to approach the subject ! Serves me right. I always had been way too sincere anyway. I really have to watch my mouth from time to time, it could get me in trouble one day. There she is, looking at me, speechless. Maybe that still was a little too forward, dang it ! I could have sworn I had been so smooth with it !

"How... What... When..." she stutters. Ah... confusion again. I'm really tired of explaining ! I mean, it isn't that hard to get, is it ? That girl seriously has issues ! She clearly has feelings for Reb, and like, real, strong feelings, not like mine, and there she is, with TOM ! Like, what the fuck, right ? Oh but I forget, she is known as 'straight'. Man, this world and its fucked up labels ! Like, everyone thought I was straight before I went out with Reb. I obviously wasn't, I'm just not that into labels. Okay, focus, girl, speechless, waiting in front of you, go !

"Just follow your heart Chloe !" I tell her and go back to the table. Okay so that was a little bit cliché and like, in a hundred and one songs and movies but it's like, kind of accurate isn't it ? I'm just so wise. Like the Dalaï Lama. Yeaaaaah ! Rock on ! I know I have to calm down and focus. Chloe follows me back and Rebecca looks at me weirdly. I put my hand on her thigh comfortingly and smile. She smiles back and the dinner goes on, as normally as the situation would allow it, considering the circumstances ! Like, that is a hell of a fucked up deal I'm in. Which is kind of why I have to get out of it.

*Later at Beca's*

We are sitting on Reb's bed when she speaks up.

"Stace, what did you and Chloe talk about ?" she asks, a little worried.

"Can't two girls have a private talk ?" I reply, smiling. That girl worried way too much ! I don't know what has happened in her life to make her like this... She is a complete mistery to me, and that is kind of why I like her. I enjoy figuring people out, but she is impossible ! Well, nevermind.

"It's not that it's just... she seemed pretty shaken up when you two came back..." she says. Right. And she wanted me to believe she was over her. Big joke !

"Don't worry about it, you'll thank me later ! Now let's get naked !" I exclaim. This makes her laugh, cause I'm just that good ! Okay, it isn't lady like to be all about sex but, damn ! That girl does know what to do to make another girl feel good, and I figured, if she is going to be with Chloe in a little bit, then might as well enjoy every last bit of it while I can, right ? Yeah, I'm always right anyway...

Beca's p.o.v.

I peek at the clock, breathlessly, as Stace is giggling beside me. 3 am. God, have we really been at it for 3 hours ?! Damn ! Time goes by really fast when you're entertained.

"So ! Was it good enough for you to fight for Chloe ?" she asks. This is still weird for me but whatev'z ! Stace is an angel and I'm so grateful !

"Oh after this ? Through fire and ice !" I exclaim.

"Good, because, you've gotta fight, fight, fight, fight, fight for this love !" she starts to sing the Cheryl Cole's Fight for this Love's lyrics and I punch her shoulder lightly, chuckling at her silliness. That girl sure is something else, always happy !

"Shut up ! Did you notice how long we've been at it for ?" I ask, still impressed by our performance. She looks at the clock and giggles a little more.

"Why, that's a proper goodbye now, isn't it ?" she says.

"Indeed... Now I'm tired... let's sleep !" I exclaim.

"Alright, goodnight Rebecca !" she whispers.

"Goodnight Stacie cutie..." I reply sleepily and fall asleep to the light sound of her giggling.

*Next morning*

I wake up alone. Stace is gone. I'm a little sad that she'd leave me like that so I call her. She answers on the third ring.

"Hello Rebbie cutie !" she exclaims, mocking the nickname I've given her last night. "Miss me already ?" she jokes.

"Hey ! Well, it's just... Why did you leave without telling me?" I ask shyly.

"Oh, I went for a run. I'm guessing you're still in bed." she states.

"How do you know ?" I wonder.

"Because if you'd looked on the right side of your bed, you'd have seen my clothes spread all over the floor. I borrowed some sweatpants and a shirt in your closet, it's okay yeah ?" she asks. I'm embarrassed at my stupidness.

"Yeah, of course... Sorry for… acting silly." I tell her.

"Well... you DID act a tad clingy and that bothers me a bit..." she replies but I can tell she's joking so I scoff as if I was offended.

"Just joking ! Later Rebbie silly !" she exclaims, and with that she hangs up.