Call Me Crazy (A Bechloe Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

A few days later, Beca came over to pick up Chloe. "Hey Chlo!" She said excitedly when Chloe opened the door.

"Hey! Oh my god I'm so excited!" Chloe said. "I'm finally getting out of here!"

Beca smiled at the blonde and pulled her in for a hug. "I'm so happy for you! Are you all packed?"

"Yep!" Chloe replied happily.

"Great! I have the other room in our apartment all set up and everything! So you ready?" Beca asked, grabbing one of Chloe's suitcases.

"Yep!" Chloe replied, picking up her other suitcase and following Beca out of the room. Once they got in the car, Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. "And I made it out alive!"

"Of course you did, you had me," Beca replied with a smirk.

"Normally I'd say something like 'don't get too cocky, Mitchell' but I seriously only got through it because of you."

"Aww Chlo, you're a strong little thing," Beca replied softly.

"Yeah, says the girl who's 5' 2"."

"Oh shut up you're only 5'3"," Beca scoffed.

"That's true," Chloe replied, laughing. "So where do you live?"

"Like five minutes away from here. I live in the complex by target."

"Oh my god! I was gonna move there after college!"

"Oh cool! Yeah it's kinda small but I love it, it's cozy."

"Aww cute," Chloe replied as Beca pulled into the parking lot.

Beca climbed out and helped Chloe with her bags. "Do you have a car?"

"No, I've been saving up for one for awhile."

"Oh ok," Beca replied distractedly, trying to find her keys. "Ah! Here they are!" She opened the door and led Chloe inside. "Ok let me show you your room."

Chloe followed Beca down the hallway. "This isn't small, what are you talking about."

"It's smallish. I lived in a big place in Chicago so it seems small." Beca replied. "So here's your room."

Chloe smiled. "I love it!"

"Good, I'm glad," Beca replied. "So I'll leave you to get settled, just call me if you need anything."

Chloe smiled. "Oh and Beca?"

Beca turned back around.

"Thank you so much for everything." Chloe gave Beca the most sincere smile she had ever seen.

"You're welcome," Beca replied with a small smile. "Hey what do you want for lunch?"

"Anything' fine," Chloe replied.

"Ok cool, I'll go make something. This is gonna sound really lame and motherly and I'm sorry but do you have any allergies because I have a feeling that if you had a reaction to whatever I made, you probably wouldn't want to live here anymore and then I'd feel bad."

Chloe giggled. "No, I don't, and it's fine Becs."

"Ok good," Beca replied with a laugh. "I know, I'm nuts but you'll get used to it."

Chloe smiled. "Nah I'm already used to it." She started unpacking her clothes and putting them into the closet. Then, she put some of her favorite pictures on the wall and plugged her lava lamp in. Yes, she still had her lava lamp from when she was 13, it was kind of the only thing that stayed the same in her life so she loved it for sentimental reasons.

Beca came back in the room. "Lunch is ready!"

Chloe smiled. "Oh ok, hang on let me just plug this in."

Beca glanced up at Chloe. "You have a lava lamp too? Oh thank god, I thought I was the only one!"

"Ooh what color is yours?"

"Green and blue, I love the pink and purple one though!"

Chloe laughed. "We're so similar I love it."

Beca laughed. "Me too, I made tuna salad for lunch!"

"Ooh my favorite!" Chloe replied. "Ok so let's talk about other stuff. I mean we've covered basically everything, but we still don't know basic stuff like favorite foods and favorite colors and stuff like that."

"Oh yeah that's true," Beca replied. "Well my favorite food is Taco Bell or Mac n cheese depending on my mood,  and my favorite color is blue if that's a start."

Chloe smiled. "My favorite food is tacos and my favorite color is purple. But Taco Bell is absolutely disgusting."

Beca mockingly gasped and pretended to look offended. "You don't like Taco Bell?"

"No way! Chipotle's where it's at."

Beca laughed. "Ok fine I'll give you that." She paused and looked back up at Chloe. "Oh so are you dating anyone?" Ok maybe it was going a little too far asking that, but she did really want to know.

"No, actually, not at the moment," Chloe replied with a sad smile. "I've just really been trying to figure out my life a little bit before I start dating again. I came out as bisexual a few years ago, and I really want to start experimenting more." She mentally punched herself in the face for saying that. It just sounded so....weird.....to her.

Beca gave Chloe a small smile but in her head, she was jumping up and down for joy. "Oh really? I'm gay! I came out when I was 15."

"Have you had any girlfriends?"

"Yeah, I've had 2 girlfriends since I was 15. I was really serious with one of the girls but we went to different colleges and the long distance thing didn't really work out. How about you?"

"Aww I'm so sorry Becs," Chloe replied softly. "Not since I came out, I'm just trying to be comfortable in my own skin because I came out around the same time I was diagnosed and I just feel like I've changed so much."

"Yeah, I get it," Beca replied. "Has your family been supportive?"

"A little bit. My mom and dad are still pretty uncomfortable with it but Allie's alright now. I think she sorta always knew that I was into girls as well as guys, so it was easier. How about you?"

"My mom is so supportive but my dad pretty much hates me now." Beca sighed.

"Aww I'm so sorry Becs," Chloe said sadly. "I'm glad your mom supports you though, it must be nice to have her full support. I just kinda feel like my parents are halfway there."

"That's good, you know I think they'll fully support you once they see how happy you are with a girl."

"Yeah me too," Chloe said with a small smile. "I'm gonna go call Allie."

"Alright, I'll be here," Beca replied, smiling back. She was so happy to have Chloe around all the time and even happier that she might be open to dating.

A/N: I want to mention that May is Mental Health Awareness Month. This is very important to me because I've been through depression and anxiety, and it's important to bring awareness to mental health as well as physical health. In class, we were asked if mental or physical illness is worse and the majority picked physical. While I did see their point, I feel that mental illness is far worse. Physical illness is easy to find and cure, and at some point it will stop affecting your everyday life. Mental health is harder to find because you can't physically feel it and you can't really process what's happening to you, plus it will always affect your day to day life. Bringing awareness to mental health is one of the best things we can do to help become stronger as a society. If everyone is more aware and involved, we can do more research and discover more to help people with mental health issues!