Hold Up, I Love You?

Fifteen.

(Chloe's POV)

What does she mean she loves Beca? How could she love Beca? Beca wasn't hers to love! Beca is mine... But, Beca kissed her. So there must be something between them. Unless Aubrey is just another fling for her. Then what does that make me? 

Aubrey rushed into the apartment and looked relieved to find me in the living room. She came close to me and went to hug me but I slapped her across the face, causing her to stumble backwards. "How could you! You made me leave her, just so you could try and get her for yourself?"

"Chloe, I can explain! It didn't start out like that!" Aubrey defended. "At first I genuinely did hate her. But slowly I began realizing that she wasn't driving me crazy in a 'I hate you way' she drove me crazy in a 'I have a massive crush on you' kind of way."

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know. The whole alternative, rebellious, sexy brunette is kind of my thing." Aubrey shrugged.

I rolled my eyes "Not why do you like her, I mean why would you ruin my relationship just so you could have her?" I cried. "You were my best friend! How could you do this to me?"

"I- I don't know. You lost your memory and I just felt like it was God telling me it was my chance." Aubrey shook her head and looked at the ground. "I hate myself right now. I am so, so sorry."

The door opened again and in came Beca with a determined look on her face. She walked right up to Aubrey and raised her hand as if she was about to backhand her, but slowly lowered her arm. "You are so lucky I'm not a violent person, otherwise I swear..." Beca growled. Aubrey backed away, looking genuinely afraid of the tiny gal. She turned her head and looked at me "Chloe, please..."

"Chloe, I'm saying this for your own good. She is a heartbreaker. She's broken Jesse's heart, she's broken my heart, she's already broken your heart and she will do it again." Aubrey warned.

"I never broke her heart! You broke her heart for me!" Beca defended. "I would never hurt her!"

"You hurt everyone who comes into your life!" Aubrey yelled at her. 

Beca rolled her eyes "Look, I'm sorry that I don't want to get in your pants, but bossy blondes are a huge turn off for me." She spat, Aubrey clenched her jaw and looked like she was going to attack the smaller woman. "Chloe is my wife, and I intend to keep it that way. Whether you want us to be together or not, we will be together." Beca looked back to me. "Right, babe?"

"I... I don't know..." I can't stop thinking about everything Aubrey has told me. Beca admitted to most of it, but is always telling me she'll never hurt me. And I really, desperately, want to believe her. "I'm not sure what I want right now."

"Go with your gut. If your gut says stay away from her, you should. Move on, go back to playing the field. You're young." Aubrey shrugged. "Just don't go back to Beca."

"Are you that selfish? Seriously?" Beca ran her hands through her hair. "No matter what you do, I'm not going to fuck you!" 

"This isn't about that, Beca!" Aubrey put her hands on her hips and glared. "I am trying to protect my best friend."

"Really? Because you said you were trying to protect her last time, and the time before that, and that's how we got to where we are now. Every single damn time you try to 'protect her' you just fuck everything up, so why don't you do us all a favor and leave the protecting of Chloe to me. I seem to do a hell of a lot better job at it then you do." Beca spoke so fast, I don't think she took a breath. "Just fuck off Aubrey. Get out of here!"

"SHUT UP! Just shut up! I honestly don't want to talk to either of you right now. I'm gonna call Jessica and Ashley and see if I can move in with them. Considering they seem to be my only real friends at this moment." I said with poison on my tongue. Both Beca and Aubrey looked hurt by my comment. I just waltzed out of the living room and into my bedroom and started packing my things up into suit cases. Neither Aubrey nor Beca followed me into the bedroom, and I didn't know whether I was relieved or upset that neither of them were trying to get me to stay. 
Literally every single day since I've come home from the hospital has been full of drama, and I'm tired of it. I just need some time away from the two women causing all of the issues in my life. I need a break and I need some time to just figure out who I am and what I want. 
I want Beca.
I want her so badly, but I can't. I know that's just the old Chloe talking. I am a new Chloe now. Maybe I lost my memory for a reason. Maybe I lost my memory so I can have a chance to reinvent myself, make a better me. I just need time to get myself together. Time away from those two infuriating women.

As soon as I was done with my bags I checked my phone to see a text from Ashley.
Ashley: Of course you can move in! We'd be happy to have you.
Ashley: We're outside. The white Ford Explorer.

Me: thank you so much! Be right down!

I sent the text and left the room with bags behind me. I took one last look at Aubrey and Beca, who hadn't seemed to have moved the 45 minutes I was packing, then left the apartment and made my way downstairs and to the parking lot.
Jessica and Ashley were there to greet me and help me get my stuff in the trunk of their car. We left the apartment complex and headed towards their place. A small, quaint dorm on the edge of campus. Jessica and Ashley have one of those four person dorms, but only the two of them use it, so they let have plenty of room for one extra roommate. "If you need anything just let us know, we're pretty easy going." Jessica smiled. "Welcome home, Chloe!"

"Thank you so much you guys." I hugged them both tightly and gave them a smile. "Aubrey and Beca have just been driving me insane. I need some time to just recuperate, you know?"

Ashley nodded. "Beca loves you. More than anything. She is the kind of girl who does the minimum to get by... If she's fighting for you, especially this hard, you know she has to be in love with you." 

(Beca's POV)

I watched Chloe walk away. Again. 

I looked at Aubrey and crossed my arms over my chest. "Happy now?" Aubrey went to speak but i couldn't help myself, and slapped her across the face. "I hope that kiss at the diner was worth it. Now she hates both of us."

"I know that you probably hate me, but I can't help the way I feel. And you yelling at me and being bitchy with me is not helping at all." Aubrey explained.

I kinked my eyebrow. "That's what gets you going? People being mean to you?" Aubrey nodded slightly, and looked at the ground. "Did me slapping you give you an orgasm?" I said sarcastically. Aubrey just bit her lip and continued to stare at the ground. "You disgust me."

"I'm sorry. Okay? Is that what you want to hear? That I'm sorry?" Aubrey sighed. "I'm not. My dad always told me if you want something to go out and get it, and Beca Mitchell, what I want is you." 

"Get in line." I scoffed. Jesse, Chloe, Aubrey, even Stacie seems to be a little flirty with me nowadays. I didn't know what to do. "Chloe is the one I want, and Chloe is the one I belong with. Please, please just stop trying to mess this up. If you actually loved me, you'd leave me be."

I began walking away and I heard Aubrey breathe quickly. "We can try and make her jealous."

I turned on my heel and stared at her. "What?"

"You and me, me and you. We pretend to be together to make her jealous. She'll want to get you back somehow." Aubrey shrugged. "It's worked a dozen times, I'm sure it can work now."

I pressed my lips and considered her offer. "What's in it for you?"

"I get to be yours. Even if it's only pretend and for a little while." Aubrey said. I stood there and looked at her for a little while. Would Chloe really get jealous? Or would she just assume that we're together and leave us be? I can't have Chloe hate me. I'm too in love with her. But maybe, somehow, Aubrey's idea will make Chloe run back to me faster. 

"Deal." I nodded. "Chloe gets coffee at the Starbucks a few blocks down every morning at 8. You and I will be there by 7:30 to ensure she sees us. You're buying." I told her. Aubrey nodded and gave me a small smile. "The second Chloe comes crawling back to me, or the second I say this is done, it's done. Got it?"

I turned around and left the apartment and began heading back to my dorm.  I really hope this works. I don't know what it is about Chloe, but I just need to have her. In all forms, and in every definition, I needed that girl. She intoxicates me, like a drug, and if I don't have my dosage, I can't make it through. 
Since she lost her memory, I've been going through a withdrawal, and I need her. If Aubrey thinks this will work, it just might. She thinks singing that shitty Ace of Base song will get her through competitions, and so far, for some reason, it's worked. So she must know something.
I didn't know exactly what to expect, but I knew some how, some way, Chloe will be mine again. That's all that matters.