A/N: So this was just a thought after listening to Tegan and Sara's Boyfriend. This will probably be a short story, but it may turn into more than just a few chapters.
WHO KNOWS? I actually don't.
Song Used: Boyfriend - Tegan And Sara
It started five months ago with 6 shots of whiskey and an empty beer bottle spinning on the bedroom floor of Aubrey Posen. It was a harmless game that turned into something a little more complicated.
Don't get Beca wrong, the feeling of Chloe laying underneath her as their lips attack each other was one of the best feelings in the world. But there this was other feeling that was slowly sinking into Beca, a feeling that wrapped itself around her heart and squeezed it as tightly as possible. Chloe had a boyfriend, Chloe would never really be hers.
The situation wasn't ideal at all, being the person that Chloe cheated on her boyfriend with, but Beca couldn't help herself. Especially when Chloe's hand brushed against the front of her jeans, causing her to grow extremely hard by the subtle touch.
"Fuck." Beca hisses out as she absentmindedly rollls her hips forward, Chloe's other hand on her shoulder, nails digging into her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt. "Don't do that."
"Why not?" Chloe feigns innocence.
"Because it's turning me o-"
But Beca's cut off by the sound of Chloe's phone blaring through the bedroom, a specific ringtone that she's all too familiar with; Tom's.
Beca groans loudly as she rolls off of Chloe, sitting on the edge of the bed, fingers running through her hair as Chloe exits the room to take the call.
Beca's not entirely sure how she let what her and Chloe were doing get so far over the last five months, but it was definitely starting to take its toll on her. Beca loved Chloe, like actually loved Chloe. Maybe that's why she lets herself get taken advantage of. Chloe showed zero clues of leaving her boyfriend of four years, Tom Hastings. Which Beca is still having a hard time wrapping her head around. Tom was extremely possessive of his girlfriend, and Chloe had mentioned time and time again how much of a turn off that was. Chloe was cheating on him with Beca, for Christ's sake, but she still refuses to leave.
Beca chalks it up to be nothing more than not wanting to lose somebody who has been there for you, even if they are a bit crazy.
Chloe enters the room again, throwing her phone on the bed before hopping on it and crawling towards where Beca was sitting. Beca lets out a sigh as she feels Chloe's chin rest on her shoulder, Chloe's arm supporting her on Beca's back.
"I'm assuming you're leaving?" Beca mutters, hoping that Chloe doesn't see the eye roll she just did.
Chloe lets out a deep breath before pulling away from Beca's body and scoffing. "Yeah. He's mad that I wasn't home when I was supposed to be."
"Got it." Beca blurts out, trying not to sound upset, but it failed.
"What's up, Bec?"
"It's nothing." Beca assures as she looks behind her shoulder to see Chloe staring at her.
"It doesn't sound like nothing."
"I just... I don't get why you don't just leave him. I know it's not my place to talk at all, but recently, he kind of just treats you like he owns you, like you're nothing more than his property." Beca shrugs.
"I can't..." Chloe bites her lower lip. "Because I-"
"You love him, I know." Beca interrupts before standing up. "Are you, uh, coming to my show tonight?"
"Of course." Chloe smiles while she gets off the bed and gathers her things. "Tom's going out with his business team tonight so I'll be there, promise."
"Cool." Beca says plainly as she watches Chloe fix her hair and sling her purse over her shoulder. "I'll see you later, then."
"Are you sure you want to play THIS song?" Aubrey emphasizes as she looks over Beca's set list.
"Why not?"
"Because it's not appropriate!" Aubrey argues. "Beca, we love you. But you can't just play a song you wrote for Chloe in an attempt to win her over. You can't just go around spilling her secret for the world to see."
"No one will even know it's about Chloe!" Beca retorts, crossing her arms.
"But she will! What if you lose her?"
Beca sighs, rolling her eyes at Aubrey before looking at Jesse, Stacie, and Emily pleadingly. "Then I still have my four best friends."
"Beca, none of us are just going to sleep with you because it's convenient." Aubrey replies.
"I sure hope Jesse wouldn't just sleep with me. I don't think I'd like to cross swords any time soon." Beca jokes.
"Bree's right, Beca. This isn't the best way to talk about this with Chloe." Jesse offers.
"There is no good way to talk about it with her. You know how long I've been trying? And it's not like I meant for it to get this far, but she needs to know..." Beca groans. "This isn't even about the sex, guys. I have legitimate feelings for her."
"Who knew?" Emily says sarcastically as she rolls her eyes, earning herself a middle finger from Beca.
"Shut up, sis. Or I'll tell mom you were drinking at that party." Beca warns and Emily presses her lips together and looks off in the distance.
"Beca, we love you but this could change everything." Stacie adds her two cents in. "She's never going to leave Tom and you know that."
"It's worth every shot I have left in me, then."
Chloe sighs as she sits on the bed, watching Tom get ready for his business dinner or whatever he was going to. She honestly zoned out a long time ago as Tom continues raving about work.
"So what are you doing tonight?" Tom asks as he straightens his tie and looks at her.
"Huh?" Chloe says, snapping out of her trance and looking up at him.
"Are you doing something tonight while I'm gone?" Tom asks again, raising his eyebrow.
"Just going out with Bree and Stacie." Chloe shrugs, leaving out the part that Beca would also be there because Tom wasn't too fond of the short brunette. Something about her attitude or whatever.
"Drinking? Chloe, you know how I feel about you getting drunk."
"You hate it because I'm too emotional." Chloe states sternly, rolling her eyes.
"Don't drink tonight." Tom warns as he sprays cologne on his wrists.
"What if I want to?" Chloe replies, testing the waters.
"Then stop yourself." Tom groans, narrowing his eyes.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to drink, and you're mine so you should listen to me." Tom states harshly as he grabs his keys from the table.
"Whatever."
Chloe holds on to her third cocktail as she watches Beca performing on stage. She feels her eyes lock on to the short brunette's hands as they hammer out a melody on the piano, the crowd going crazy as the song ends. She cheers loudly, chugging the rest of her drink before ordering another.
So Tom told her not to drink, but Chloe obviously didn't care. If her boyfriend could go get drunk with his business partners, then Chloe could get drunk with her friends.
She watches as Beca announces her next song, and yells with everyone else as the piano starts.
Tell you that I love you, that I can't hold back.
The feeling I get with you, wanna give it right back.
I know you always win at this particular game.
I need to know the rules if you want me to play.
Chloe screams happily as she listens to the words, too tipsy to really understand the context of Beca's lyrics. And then it hits her in the face like a ton of bricks.
You treat me like your boyfriend.
And trust me like a, like a very best friend.
Kiss me like your boyfriend.
You call me up, like you would your best friend.
You turn me on, like you would your boyfriend.
But I don't want to be your secret anymore.
"Oh-" Chloe starts with wide eyes as Beca continues.
I'm trying to be honest 'cause I can't relax.
Oh, when I get around you, I can't hide the fact
I let you take advantage 'cause it felt so good.
I blame myself for thinking we both understood.
"-Fuck." Chloe breathes out, glancing around her to make sure no one in the audience was staring at her as if she had a lit sign above her head that said 'This song is about me'.
She grabs her drink and chugs it before wandering off to find Aubrey and Stacie, trying to not let the lyrics get to her.
Don't wanna, don't wanna play the crying game.
Do you feel the same?
Don't wanna, don't wanna spin the bottle again.
Do you feel the same?
Chloe locates Aubrey and Stacie, tapping them furiously on the shoulder as her anxiety rises in her chest.
"Chloe, you okay?" Stacie asks as she stares at a panicked Chloe.
"I need to go!" Chloe yells over the music. "Tell Beca I'm sorry. I just can't be here right now."
A/N #2: Thoughts? Eh? Yeah!?