"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Beca laced her fingers through her hair as she inspected the damage.
"You were probably better killing us in a crash because Chloe's going to kill you either way." Aubrey quipped from behind the brunette, arms folded across her chest.
When the car swerved off the road, they crash into a tree. Thankfully Beca and Aubrey came off perfectly fine but Chloe's car was and different story.
"I am so fucking dead. I've killed her car." The younger woman squeaked with wide eyes, fixated on the damage to the front of Chloe's BMW.
"There's no way insurance is covering that, that's a complete write off." Aubrey shook her head, walking towards the vehicle.
"Please stop talking." The brunette whined, holding her finger up to the blonde as she pulled her phone out. She tapped on her wife's contact with a shaky thumb before hitting speaker phone.
"Hey!" Chloe greeted in her typical cheery tone.
"Babe I-"
"Your wife almost killed me!" Aubrey exclaimed, Beca giving her a scowl.
"What? What's going on?"
"We kinda crashed your car." The 25 year old cringed to herself.
"No, you crashed the car, not 'we'" The blonde protested loud enough for Chloe to hear.
"Would you shut up for two fucking seconds?!" Beca gritted her teeth at the other woman.
"You what? Oh my God are you guys okay? Do you need-" The redhead began to panic before her wife quickly reassured her.
"We're fine, totally fine." The brunette said in a calm voice but before she could say anything else, her wife spoke up again.
"Where are you? Ryan and I will come get you guys, I'll drop Hailee off at my mom's." Chloe rushed out.
"Are you sure you're okay?" As soon as Ryan pulled up to the scene, Chloe flew out the car and immediately wrapped her arms around her wife.
"I'm fine." Beca rolled her eyes with a chuckle as Chloe inspected her face and arms.
"Woah..." Ryan commented as he took sight of the car. "Holy shit." He covered his mouth with his hand.
Chloe moved her wife to the side a little, her jaw dropping and eyes immediately widening. "Beca!" She gasped. "Look at the state of my car!"
"I know, I'm so sorry oh my God!" The younger woman placed her hands on her wife's shoulders and cringed as she looked at the car once again.
"Beca, I can't believe-oh my God." The redhead couldn't even string a whole sentence together. "How many times have I told you to slow down when you drive?!" She snapped, turning around to face the other woman who stumbled backwards.
"I was going the speed limit! Aubrey, back me up." Beca's voices raised an octave, frantically motioned at the blonde.
"To be fair, she was." The blonde said quietly as she stood beside her boyfriend who was taking a closer look at the damage.
"The traction control switched off." Beca said calmly, walking forward with her hands held out, offering them to her wife.
"And how many times have I told you not to touch that fucking button!?" Chloe had officially lost her chill, her chill was a lost cause at this point.
Beca threw her hands down in frustration. "I didn't fucking touch it! Stop yelling at me!"
"You're yelling at me!" Chloe retorted.
