It was 2 in the morning. Beca was still crying. Jesse walked out on her. She didn't know where he was or if he would ever come back. She decided to go to the place where she was told she was always welcome. She walked next door and knocked on Chloe's door. "Hey, Becs. Can't sleep?" Chloe looked up at her friend who was in tears. "What happened? Where's Jess? Are you going into labor?"
Beca sobbed into Chloe's shoulder until Chloe led her to the couch, handing her a cup of steamy hot tea. "Jesse walked out on me." Beca finally uttered the words that killed her inside.
"He what?"
"We couldn't agree on anything for the wedding, and he told me he was overwhelmed with the fact that he's going to have a child he doesn't even want, and he walked out." Beca sobbed.
Chloe rubbed her friends back as a single tear rolled down her face. "Becs, I'm so sorry. He left you and the baby. He has no heart."
Beca sobbed. "I can't afford to keep the condo, and he's not coming back except to collect his things. I know it."
"Becs, you don't know..."
Beca cut her off. "He's not coming back. I'm never going to see him again."
"So your child is going to grow up not knowing their dad."
"I guess so. He doesn't want it anyway. I don't know where we're going to live. I can't afford that place."
"You're going to live here. You and the baby."
"Chlo, I can't..."
This time Chloe cut her off. "This was your house before Jesse, and it will always be. We have 3 bedrooms anyway. It will be ok. Now do you want me to help you into bed?"
"You still have my bed?"
"I haven't gotten around to getting rid of it. Now come on and try to get some sleep. You need to push this out of your mind and sleep. Even if it's just for a little while. You look so tired." Chloe pulled the younger girl off the couch and led her to the bedroom she had slept in for the past 2 years.
"Goodnight Chlo."
"Goodnight Bec."
Beca put her headphones and cried herself to sleep listening to the same song Jesse would sing over and over again.
Beca woke up the next morning to the smell of cinnamon rolls and bacon. "Oh Chlo, you're an angel." Beca slowly walked to the kitchen and sat down as Chloe served her a plate.
"I thought you could use some cheering up. How are you feeling."
"Pregnancy wise, I've thrown up every morning since I've had this thing in my stomach, so watch out, and I'm still uncomfortable. I did sleep ok though. Jesse wise, I'm never going to get over it."
"You'll get over it, Becs. Like I've said a million times, you're a fighter. And seriously, make it to the trash can if you puke."
"Alright."
"I'm going to move your stuff back in here. Just sit and rest."
"Chlo, that won't be necessary. I can help."
"Becs, a minute ago, you couldn't even get off a chair by yourself. I'm not letting you risk hurting yourself or the baby."
"Ugh. Fine." There was no arguing with Chloe. Beca sat working on mixes for a while until Chloe came back in with the last box.
"Hey when's your next concert?"
"I had to cancel the next one because it's around the same time the baby is going to be born. I feel horrible I had to cancel my meet and greet with those girls. This is my third concert, and I can't help but invite them back every time. They're Angels. I texted them because they all gave me their numbers and I told them I was pregnant and how I had to cancel the concert until after the baby is born. They were all so understanding and sweet about it."
"Aww that's sweet. Hey if the baby's a girl and a ginger, don't name her Chloe. I want to see what you come up with."
"Ok."
A/N: this chapter will be pretty short I have one little part left, but the next one will be longer. I promise.
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Beca's 9 months pregnant:
Beca hadn't slept all night. She actually hadn't slept at all in 3 weeks. "Chloe I'm dying. I need more medicine." Beca winced in pain of the contraction.
"You can't have any more for 2 hours."
"Chloe, get your freaking ass in here and give me some freaking medicine before I rip your eyes out and make you eat them."
Chloe looked hurt as she walked into the room. "Becs, I know that's just your lack of sleep and hormones talking. Now let's go get you something to eat. You'll feel better once you get some food in your system."
Chloe pulled Beca off of the bed. Beca could barely move now, she was so big. Beca let go of Chloe's hand as she led her to the kitchen. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. "You ok, Becs?"
"Yeah, just morning sickness. I'm ok. It's gotten worse lately though." Beca stopped in her tracks. "Chloe my water just broke."
