He stood in the doorway, staring at me. His eyes were so sad. He looked at Chloe, who wasn't making eye with anyone. The whole room was silent... Jesse sighed in disappointment, not saying a word, then walked out of the room with his head hanging in heart break.
"Jessie! Wait!" I yelled out, running after him. He didn't stop.
"Jessie! Talk to me!"
He glanced at me before getting in the elevator, his eyes were full of tears. He was too far ahead of me. I wasn't able to catch him before he got in the elevator. We were on the 16th floor. Do I take the stairs? I have to talk to him. My chest started to burn, and tears began streaming down my face. What did I do?
Another elevator came up as I stood in the hallway, crying. Cynthia- Rose and Stacie were in it. As soon as they stepped out, I ran in.
"Beca! Your shirt! Where are you going?" I heard Stacie yell as the elevator doors shut. I looked down at my clothes. I forgot Chloe ripped all the buttons off my shirt, so I had to hold it closed as I stepped out of the elevator.
"Jesse!" I shouted, making a scene in the hotel lobby.
"Jesse!" I called out again as I ran towards him. He was sitting on the edge of a fountain right outside of the hotel with his head on his knees, crying. What have I done?
I sat down next to him, putting my hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at me then pushed my hand away. I could hear him sobbing into his hands. I broke his heart...
"Jesse, please-" He cut me off by standing up and walking away.
"Jesse!" I ran after him. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Jesse, talk to me."
He turned around to face me, tears streaming down his face. I let go of his arm and pulled away. Seeing him like this shocked me, and made me start to cry.
"Weren't... weren't you happy with me?" he asked weakly, trying to hold back his sobs, "I... I love you. Why... why would you do this to me? I... I thought you... you loved me too?"
I started sobbing. What did I do? Do I love him? Chloe... Do I love Chloe? Have I loved Chloe?
"Jesse. I do... I do love you."
He wasn't looking at me. He was angry, confused, hurt.
"Jesse... look at me." I said, putting my hand on the side of his face, wiping away some of his tears. He grabbed my wrist, holding my hand to his face, still not looking at me.
"I...c-c-can't... Is... Is.. Is it Chloe?" he asked, so desperate, so sad. He was crying so hard.
"I... I don't know, Jesse."
"Y-y-yes...yes y-y-you do..."
"Jesse, look at me," I said, putting my other hand on the other side of his face, "I don't know. We... we were at the party and something just clicked. Something that I had never felt before."
I stopped talking, because I could see that every word I was saying was just stabbing him in the heart. I couldn't help but cry at the sight of how hurt he was. I hurt him.
He put his hands on my wrists and looked down, pulling my hands slowly from his face... He was letting me go... He put his hands on my face and pulled me towards him, placing a long goodbye kiss on my forehead. Then he let go...
"I want you to be happy, Beca... I'm sorry that... that this wasn't enough for you."
"Jesse, don't do this..."
"I have to," he said trying to be strong, holding back a sob, "because if I don't, then who knows? You might just stay with me, because of this situation... and that's not love, Beca. All I want is for you to love me... and if I keep you from Chloe, you might end up resenting me, and I couldn't live with myself if I kept you from being happy. I love you so much, so much that I can't be selfish with you... It's over, Beca...go find your happy."
He let go of my face and started walking away. I watched him fade into a crowd of people, not turning back. I had no words. All I had was a burning feeling in my chest, and tears. Did he really just do that? I pulled myself together enough to walk back into the hotel. Just my luck, all of the Bellas were standing in front of a window in the hotel lobby, watching the whole episode. I just stood and stared at them. They stared back at me, not knowing what to do.
Stacie started to walk towards me, with her arms open. I couldn't hold it back anymore, I ran into her arms and started bawling into her shoulder.
"What did I do?" I sobbed, practically shouting.
"Shhhh, Beca, it's okay." Stacie said, squeezing me tighter. All of the Bellas had gathered around us, and were all trying to comfort me.
I pulled my head from Stacie's shoulder. Standing behind Stacie was Amy, and standing about 20 feet behind Amy, with an oversized shirt and shorts on, was Chloe. We made eye contact, and she just stared. I looked at her and made a face that said, "I'm really hurting." She made a face back at me that said, "I love you." I couldn't do it. I broke out of Stacie's grip and through the crowd of girls. I ran straight into Chloe's arms and she held on to me tight as we both cried.
"Beca, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't mean for him to get so upset." Chloe rambled, but I couldn't focus on what she was saying. All I could focus on was what I was feeling. I felt right, warm. I had never felt this in Jesse's arms, or Stacie's, or my dad's, or Amy's, or anyone else's. But in Chloe's arms, I felt complete.
Chloe hadn't stopped rambling her long apology. I noticed that I had stopped crying, but she hadn't. She seemed to be more hurt than I was... She was still mid apology when I interrupted her.
"Chloe...?"
"Ye... yeah?"
I looked up at her still gorgeous, tear stained face, and pressed my lips against hers. My heart felt whole when I felt her start to kiss back.
"I love you so much, Chloe Beale." I whispered as I pulled back.
She smiled a sweet, small smile and whispered back, "I love you too Beca Mitchell, so much."
I stayed in her arms, resting on her shoulder. Suddenly, I heard clapping and cheering. As I turned around, I saw all the Bellas still standing in a group, smiling and shouting at the sight of me and Chloe together.
"GOOOOOOO BLOE!"
"WOOO-HOOOO!"
"CAN I BE PART OF THE WEDDING?"
"THREESOME?"
I smiled at Chloe. We couldn't help but laugh at our amazing friends.
"Love you, weirdos!" I shouted back to them. Chloe kissed me on the top of my head and brought me in for another kiss.
We all got in trouble for being a 'disturbance' to the guests, and the hotel manager asked us to clear the lobby. Holy shit! Our flight leave in an hour!
