A/N : Hi everyone ! I'm sorry for the long wait, I've started working so I'm hella busy but here we go ! Enjoy ! xx
Chloe's p.o.v.
The stiches hurt like a bitch but hey, I'm glad I made it with just a few cuts on my arms, even if they are deep ones.
I'm now at Dallas's bedside. She's awake, but in a shocked state. She's really jumpy.
« Dallas, how are you feeling ? » I ask
« I-I don't know… » she answers, staring blankly at the ceiling. I try to take her hand, but she yanks it away abruptly bringing her gaze to mine and she seems to discover that I'm here, even though I have been there for 15 minutes now. She relaxes and I'm able to take her hand.
« Chloe. » She states, unsure.
« Yes, that's me. » I reply, rubbing my thumb on her hand.
« You're alive… » she says, but it sounds more like a question, like she's processing.
« I am indeed. » I answer calmly. She sits up quickly and brings me into a tight hug.
« I thought I'd never see you again, I thought… he killed you and I couldn't… » she starts rambling but I cut her off.
« Shhh… Sweetie, I'm okay, Beca… » I sooth her but it's her turn to cut me off.
« Beca ! Where is she ?! » she asks, pulling away, holding me at arms lenght. With her perfect timing, the love of my life enters the room.
« She's right here. » I tell Dallas, keeping my eyes on Beca. I hear a long sigh escaping my sister's mouth as she lays back down, reassured. I smile sweetly at Beca standing up. « Come here my hero ! » I say in a dramatic tone, extending my arms. She doesn't laugh though, as she slowly approaches me.
« I'm not a hero, Chloe, you almost died because of me today… » she states sadly, breaking my heart.
« But I didn't ! Thanks to you ! » I counter.
« No, you lived thanks to Emily and Aubrey. » she says quietly, looking down. « I don't want you to be in danger because of me. You'd better stay away from me. » She states, still not looking me in the eye. I walk closer to her and lift her chin for her to look at me.
« You don't want me to get hurt ? Then don't do that. I don't want to stay away from you, nor do I want to stop breathing. It's the same to me. It's over now, we're safe, and even if we weren't, I wouldn't feel safe anywhere but by your side. I don't want to break up. Do you ? » I pour my heart out and ask, a little worried.
« No… Do you really mean what you said ? » she wonders.
« I mean every word. I love you, more than anything. Now kiss me. » I demand. She finally cracks a smile and brings her lips to mine. It feels like the beginning of something, of a new era. It tastes sweet and feels passionate. Unbreakable. But we do break apart when we hear someone clearing their throat by the door. Beca moves out of my way to turn around and see who it is. I feel my breath catching in my throat and my heart racing when I recognize the people at the door. My parents, with Jesse. I haven't seen them since they kicked me out. As Jesse rushes by Dallas's side, Beca starts to head towards the door, obviously feeling uneasy, but I stop her by grabbing her hand. I need her right now and I plead with my eyes, she looks at me questionningly. Her gaze softens and she smiles sweetly, squeezing my hand. My parents look… stern.
« Hello Chloe. » my dad finally greets me, rather coldly.
« H-hi… » I answer, my throat dry.
« Aren't you going to introduce us to your… friend ? » my mom asks, I can see she's making an effort.
« Hum… Yes. Mom, dad, this is… » I trail off. What am I supposed to say ? Beca Mitchell ? Rebecca Holiday ? I start panicking when Becs extends her hand towards my mom.
« I'm Beca Mitchell. » she introduces herself with a bright, polite smile plastered on her face. « And you must be Mr. and Mrs. Beale, it's a pleasure to meet you. » she goes on as she shakes their hands. The looks on their faces are priceless. A mixture of uneasiness, confusion, and a slight start of approval, thanks to her manners. I can't stop a slight amused smile from forming on my face.
« Uh… Nice to meet you… » My mom finally stutters, unsure. Obviously, Dallas had recomposed herself during the awkward moment, seeing as she is now standing up next to Jesse, so we're now forming a circle.
« Come on people cut the crap ! Mom, dad, Chloe and I almost died today but Beca saved us both with the help of her best friend and Aubrey's. She's a more than decent girl, and they love each other just as much as Jesse and I, or you both. If Chloe had died today, the only goodbye you would've gotten would've been your ridiculous argument, now I hope it serves you right. » she finishes, clapping her hands together. The girl's ability to make powerful speeches amazes me, and makes me smile right now. She then turns to us. « Okay guys, what do you say we go back to B's place and chill mmh ? » she offers and as we're agreeing, I glance at my parents who are still taken aback by Dallas's speech. I feel bad to leave them behind like that…
Beca's p.o.v.
I'm happy. Alfonzo's going down. Chloe still loves me. She and Dallas are okay. Life is great. I look at Chloe while Dallas is getting her stuff and I see she has a frown on her face as she looks at her parents, obviously debating inside her own beautiful head. I quickly put two and two together : she missed them and she's hoping they can fix things in their relationship, but it can't start off by leaving them here. So I take the matter in my own hands.
« Mr. Beale, Mrs. Beale, my parents are at the station right now, but they should come home soon. Would you like to join us ? » I offer. A heavy silence falls on us and it's like I've put a movie on hold to go get popcorn. Everyone is staring at me like I'm growing a second head and I'm starting to think I made a mistake, up until I finally get a reaction other than blatant stares. Mrs. Beale steps forward, smiling the best she can.
« Thank you Beca, it would be a pleasure, yes. » she states and I let out a sigh of relief. Chloe hugs me tightly and whispers a thank you in my ear before she lets go and we head out to the parking lot.
*Later in the evening*
I'm sitting on my bed with Chloe, both of us leaning on the wall, flipping through the channels to find something to watch.
« You know, if you wanna go back to your parents now that things are a little better… I wouldn't blame you. » I tell her.
« No, no way. I made that clear to them, I'm living with you now. » she says, grabbing my hand tight and I just smile. Suddenly, the news catch my attention.
« … Alfonzo Vega-Torres, mighty mafioso, was arrested for the murder of Bridgit Sullivan in 2011, which he had commanded his now past-away son to commit. He was seeking revenge for his son's death since then, wanting to get back at Beca Mitchell who he wrongfully held responsible for it. Beca Mitchell had been hiding under the identity of Rebecca Holiday for the past 3 years. Earlier today he found her and kidnapped her girlfriend, Chloe Beale, to avenge his son, but they managed to get away and bring him down. Informations collected from FBI Agent Luke Mitchell. Well, how relieved must Beca be !... »
I'm staring blankly at the screen. Luke didn't tell me he was going to talk to the press about it all… and it took 5 minutes for that reporter to su mit all up for everyone to know. Wow. I feel Chloe's hand squeezing mine lightly so I look up at her.
« You okay ? » she asks.
« Yeah, I guess, it's just… Now everyone knows who I truly am it's like… coming out all over again ! » I explain, and she giggles at the comparison.
« Well see the bright side. » she says still amused.
« Which is ? » I wonder where she's going with this.
« You don't have to go back to school now ! » she exclaims which makes me laugh.
« True, that's a bright side. » I agree.
A few minutes later we turn off the TV and go to bed. It's still early but we're both exhausted from the day we've had. I can tell by the steadiness of Chloe's breathing that she's now fast asleep. I'm thinking. Even though I don't have to go back to school, I do owe my friends some kind of explanation. Especially Aubrey. Tomorrow, I'll call Aubrey, Emily, Benji, Stacie and yes, even Tom, to tell them all about it. Emily is just for support. Might add Dallas and Jesse to the equation and yeah, that's about everyone. Wise decision. Now, sleep. I wrap my arms around Chloe's waist and play the big spoon. Better. Now I can sleep.