I'll miss you
(Chloe’s POV – set just after Beca told her she loved her.)
‘I’m sorry. I am really really fucking sorry Chloe.’
Chloe stood in shock, not really sure what she was supposed to do or feel or…anything.
‘Chloe.’ Aubrey put a hand on her shoulder.
The redhead shook her head, face stoic. ‘I just need a minute.’
Leaving the rest of the bella’s downstairs, she shut herself in her bedroom, pacing up and down.
How could this happen?
How could she not see it?
What do I do now?
Chloe was killing herself thinking all these thoughts, but her brain was so loud right now and she wasn’t sure if anything could calm it down.
A quiet knock on the door, followed by Aubrey entering without waiting for Chloe to respond, had momentarily distracted the girl from her thoughts.
‘How are you doing?’ She asked cautiously. ‘Are you okay?’
‘I don’t know.’ Chloe responded honestly. ‘I just…I’m confus-I don’t understand?’
Aubrey sighed heavily. ‘I know.’
‘What do I do next?’ She frowned suddenly.
The blonde shrugged slightly. ‘Marry Tom? You love him right?’
‘Yeah, he’s-yeah.’ Chloe stammered. ‘He’s nice. He’s safe, and he’s there.’
Aubrey pinched the bridge of her nose and looked back at her friend. ‘But you love him right? Like, you want to marry him because you love him? You want this?’
Chloe looked away for a second, then back. ‘You know, I’m really tired, I think I’m going to have an early night.’
‘But Chlo-‘
‘Aubrey please, just, not right now.’ Chloe said, curling up in her bed.
‘Just one more thing okay?’ Aubrey didn’t pause long enough for Chloe to respond. ‘You waited for her, and if it’s too late then don’t ruin what you have with Tom for something that won’t work. But…all I want is for you to be happy.’
Aubrey dropped a kiss onto Chloe’s forehead and shut the door behind her, not hearing her friend crying, and laboured breath as she tried to keep it quiet.
--- Beca’s POV back to present
‘Do you er- do you want to talk?’ Beca pulled at the bottom of her shirt, avoiding eye contact.
‘Yeah, sure..erm, let’s go upstairs.’ Chloe suggested, letting Beca follow her up the stairs and into Chloe’s bedroom, where the two sat a fair distance away from one another.
Beca fiddled with her hands for at least a minute before speaking. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Why?’
‘I just, like, I’ve ruined everything.’ She shrugged. ‘I shouldn’t have told you when you’ve just got engaged, it was really unfair of me Chlo.’
The redhead shook her head. ‘You didn’t…it’s-it just makes things complicated and I just need to think about stuff. Maybe time apart could be good for us? I’m not saying I want to shut you out of my life, I promise. I’m not abandoning you. But we need space.’
Beca nodded slowly. ‘I’ll miss you.’
‘We will still see each other.’ Chloe smiled softly. 'It won't be for long, I can't go that long without you.'
‘It’s for the best right?’ Beca said quietly. ‘And then we’ll all be okay?’
‘We’re already okay Becs. We’re okay.’ She hugged the younger girl tightly.