Call Me Crazy (A Bechloe Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

"I can't believe we're going dress shopping!" Beca's mom squealed as she ran into the house. She had taken a flight down to Atlanta that morning because Beca was finally feeling well enough to go dress shopping. Her cast had been off for about a week and she wasn't wearing the boot anymore. She still limped a little bit, but Chloe was always making sure she was still taking it easy and icing it whenever it started hurting.

"Me either," Beca sighed, walking up to her mom. "Hey!"

"Hey honey, I missed you," Sheri said, kissing her daughter on the forehead. "Where's Chloe?"

"She's doing her makeup," Beca replied. "She doesn't know you're here, I wanted to surprise her. Hey Chloe, come here for a sec," she called.

Chloe came out of the bathroom and squealed, running up and giving Sheri a hug. "Oh my god, how did you get here? Why?" She asked happily.

"Because I am taking Beca dress shopping this morning and then I'm taking you dress shopping this afternoon," Sheri said happily.

"Oh my gosh, Sheri you don't have to do that," Chloe said sweetly.

"Yes I do, you're just as much my daughter as Beca is, you deserve it honey." Sheri smiled and gave the girl another hug.

Beca pulled Chloe in for a hug and a kiss. "You'll be ok for a few hours?"

"Yep."

"You'll call if you need anything?"

"Of course," Chloe replied, stroking her arm. "I'll be fine."

"Good." Beca smiled and gave her a kiss. "I'll be back in a little while."

Beca and Sheri got in the car and drove to a bridal shop about 15 minutes away. "How's Chloe doing? You seemed worried about her," Sheri asked.

"She does fine during the day, I mean she has episodes every once and awhile, but the night is awful. She still gets night terrors and she'll forget who I am and start crying and screaming and it's one of those things that's completely out of my control. I kind of just get up and wander around the house waiting for her to calm down because I honestly don't know what I'm supposed to do."

"I really admire you for dealing with that, honey," Sheri replied. "I wouldn't be able to do that."

"Well I love her," Beca shrugged. "And the schizophrenia isn't her. I don't know how it's possible, but I've always seen the real her through it all."

"Because it's obviously fate that you were meant to be together," Sheri replied. She turned onto a side street and Beca glanced up.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll see," she replied with a smirk, pulling into a driveway. "Close your eyes, I have someone I want you to see," Sheri said, covering the brunette's eyes as she helped her out of the car.

They walked up to the house and Sheri uncovered Beca's eyes as someone opened the door. "Stacie?!" Beca asked in excitement, hugging the taller girl. "Oh my gosh, it's been so long."

"I've missed you so much," Stacie said as she pulled away from the hug. "I can't believe you're getting married. How have I not met your fiancée yet?"

"Her name is Chloe, and you'll meet her this afternoon, she's so sweet."

"How did you guys meet? When did you start dating?" Stacie asked. "I want to know all the details!"

"Well we met at the hospital. She has schizophrenia and she was my first patient. Then when she got out of the hospital, I suggested she move in with me and later that week I was drunk and kissed her and we went out the next night and I told her I love her."