Chloe's pov.
Once beca and I got to my place we sat down in the living room and just talked
"Hey becs,"
"Mmmm."
"I was thinking of quitting my job." I said and beca gave a quick reaction of a
"What!?!"
"Well aubery is always complaining and I'm not happy there becs I want to sing, we were in an acapella group back at university and I loved it, im not sure I can be a therapist anymore." Beca gave me a reassuring look before saying
"Well whatever you decide to do ill be here for you." She then gave me a peck on the lips and went to stand up but I pulled her back in
"Don't go yet," I whispered into her and then bit her bottom lip.
"Chloe, I need the toilet. " We both laughed and she went to the loo. As she walked into the toilet my sister came wandering in.
"Sup sis." She said.
"Oh um hey,"
"Listen chloe not gunna lie but I hate beca."
"What the hell you don't even know her." I really hate it when people just keep making assumptions about beca.
"Yeah well auberys told me about her. When are you going to tell her about mum and dad anyway."
"Don't mention them in this house, you know I had to leave I've just gotten over it please don't come back and make me remember it." I don't want to remember what my parents put me through but I knew my sister was going to remind me.
"You have to be honest to yourself chloe don't sit there making up bullshit to make yourself feel better because it won't work. Just be honest." I could feel tears start to swell up in my eyes.
"No u don't want to I dont want to remember it, just stop okay, stop!" I was now screaming and knew that it wouldn't take long for beca to be alerted.
"Chloe you need to get over it it's killing you can't you see, if you love beca talk to her about it."
"NO! Stop!" Then overcome by emotions of anger and more I went to hit my sister but then beca came running out.
"Woah chloe calm down,"
"No,no," I whispered then it turned into a shout "I'm going to turn out like them beca help, help me, help me please." I didnt know what was happening to me but I didn't want to turn out like my parents especially my dad.
"Woah, woah chloe turn out like who."
"M-m-m my dad. " I felt my self start to calm down a bit.
"Chloe, baby, please talk to me about it. " I love beca so so so much but somethings are better of left unsaid.
"Beca please I really don't want to."
"Please babe I really want to know it's obviously killing you and ever since-"
"No!" Then I got up ran to the bathroom and locked the door.
Beca's pov
"Chloe come on open up," I started banging on the door . This isn't like chloe she normally tells me everything.
"No!"
"Chloe either you open up or imma break the door down its yout choice."
I started hearing rattling from inside.
"You don't understand."
"Then talk to me chloe."
"I can't." After that I kept shouting but chloe wouldn't answer so in he end I had to break the door down.
Chloe's POV.
Beca can't know about any of this. I'm use to it now but she can't get involved. I was searching through the cupboards for anything a knife, pills, anything. Eventually I came across a gun. Then I heard beca trying to break the door down. I looked into the gun there were no bullets, shit. Then I quickly ran out the door to go look for some when beca grabbed me and I collapsed into her arms. Tears now spreading across my face
"I don't want to remember it beca, I want it all to go."
"Come on Chlo, let's get you cleaned up, then we are going to talk about it okay?"
"Okay."
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