Call Me Crazy (A Bechloe Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

"Chloe? Chloe?" Chloe looked up from the nail she was biting to look at her nurse. "You're going to meet your new therapist now, ok?" The nurse said gently to her.

Chloe nodded and went back to picking at her nails until she heard the door click open. She sat silently, eyes staring at the wall until her therapist finally spoke. "Hi! I'm Dr. Mitchell. You can call me Beca though, if you want."

Beca's voice was soft, gentle, and almost sweet sounding, but Chloe was terrified. She had gone through countless therapists in the 4 years she had had schizophrenia, and she was terrified of every one of them. Maybe it was because the horrible voices told her they would all kill her, or maybe it was because she didn't want to face the fact that she had schizophrenia. She had been a law student, but her illness made it so hard, she dropped out. It killed her to see her entire future be shattered. But even though she was terrified, something was different about Beca, and she really liked it. "Hi," she finally replied anxiously.

Beca smiled at her. "It's very nice to meet you!" Chloe gave her a small smile in return. Beca was short, had brown hair, and midnight blue eyes. Chloe was kind of blown away by how beautiful she was.

"Nice to meet you too," Chloe said quietly. Even though the brunette looked so harmless, Chloe was still scared of her and didn't want to open up to another therapist just yet.

"Would you like to tell me a little bit about yourself, Chloe?" Beca asked sweetly.

Chloe nodded and took a deep breath. "Well my name is Chloe, you know that already. I'm 23 years old and I go to law school." She paused and looked down at her hands. "I...went to law school. I don't anymore because I had to come here."

Beca frowned, slightly sad that Chloe seemed so upset. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

Chloe sighed sadly; she didn't want to talk about what happened because she was still so upset, but she could tell Beca truly cared, unlike any of her other therapists, so she decided to open up. "I was diagnosed with schizophrenia four years ago. I was 19. It was so scary, I honestly had no idea what was going to happen, and that's so scary for a 19 year old."

"I can only imagine how scary that was," Beca said with a melancholy expression on her face. "Then what happened?"

"I've been denying it all these years," Chloe said. "Then yesterday I decided yesterday to go off of my meds, thinking that I didn't have it. Now I just realize I'm completely delusional." Chloe buried her face in her hands. "So you're supposed to help me?"

"Yep!" Beca replied. "I know it sucks, I've been there too." She gave a sympathetic smile to Chloe, knowing how she felt.

"You have?" Chloe asked, surprised to hear Beca had been in a similar situation.

"Yeah....well a few years ago I had anorexia nervosa and it got so bad I got severely depressed and I started self harming and I was here as a patient too." Beca gave Chloe a nervous smile.

"Are you better now?" Chloe asked, wondering how Beca ever got better.

"Yeah, I'm doing a ton better. I'm still on antidepressants and my doctors still check up on me to see if I'm eating enough, but after I got better, I decided to become a therapist here because of all the help I got. I promise you Chloe, you will get better. It'll just take time and a lot of people by your side." Beca held on to Chloe's hand, which was sitting on the desk. "Tell me Chloe, why do you want to be a lawyer?"

Chloe paused a minute, thinking about why. She honestly had no idea before this. "I think because I want to use the part of my brain that's healthy, and I want to use it to help other people." She gave a brave smile to Beca.

"That's seriously amazing Chlo," Beca said. "Is it ok if I call you Chlo sometimes?"

Chloe laughed a little, Beca was so nervous and cute. "That depends, is it ok if I call you Becs sometimes?" She smirked at the tiny brunette.

"Of course!" Beca replied. "What I was saying is the fact that you want to help people like that is so great. That's the last thing I would be thinking about if I were you." Beca smiled at the blonde sitting in front of her. "You have really pretty eyes by the way."

"Oh thank you," Chloe replied, giving her a friendly smile. "Yeah, I just want to not focus on me for once, and law school helped me focus on others, I really miss it," she added, with a slight frown.

"Why don't you go back after you get out of here?" Beca asked. She wanted the best for Chloe.

"Am I ever going to get out of here?" Chloe asked. The Mental Health Facility was probably her least favorite place on earth.

"I promise you will, and until you do, I'll be right by your side," Beca said. "Thank you for opening up to me today. I know it can be hard sometimes."

Chloe nodded. "It's really difficult, I've been through so many therapists, but you were just so nice to me, I really appreciate it." She honestly did appreciate it a lot. No one had ever been so sweet to her. Even though Chloe hated doctors and therapy and just the general topic of hospitals, Beca found some way to make it better, as if Chloe was her friend, rather than her patient, and Chloe had never been more grateful for that. Beca managed to come into her life at the best time possible.

"You're welcome Chlo! I'll see you tomorrow ok?" Beca asked.

"Alright, see you later," Chloe replied as she got up to go back to her room.