Call Me Crazy (A Bechloe Fanfiction)

Chapter 19

Chloe and Beca had decided it would be a good idea to have a family dinner while Beca's mom was still in town. So that's pretty much how they all ended up sitting in the dining room in Beca and Chloe's apartment eating takeout from Olive Garden. The original plan was to go out, but Chloe was having really bad anxiety, so Beca scrambled to clean the house before Chloe's parents arrived. It was a stressful day worrying about the evening, so both Beca and Chloe were glad it was going well so far.

"So how long have you lived in Atlanta?" John asked Beca.

Beca glanced up at Chloe before answering. She was really happy that her dad had been getting along with Beca and Sheri, so Beca wanted to see the smile on her face. "Oh about 5 years now," she replied quickly. "I moved here to go to college and then I got a job at the hospital."

"So you get paid well?" John asked and Cindy kicked his foot under the table out of embarrassment,

"Uh....yeah...." Beca replied hesitantly. "Yeah, I can provide for Chloe and everything."

"Good, because I don't want her working in her condition."

"Condition?" Beca asked anxiously, glancing at Chloe.

"Yeah, her schizophrenia. I don't want her working because I'd be afraid she'd have an episode."

"Ok, dad," Chloe said, annoyed, "stop talking about me like I'm not sitting right here."

"Honey, you know it wouldn't be a good idea to work by yourself," John replied. "People with schizophrenia can't be independent, it's too dangerous."

"Oh my god! Stop looking at me as a statistic," Chloe practically screamed as she stood up from the table walking to her room.

"Chloe, wait," Sheri sighed as she looked at Beca with a worried expression.

"Chloe honey, that's not what he meant," Cindy tried to explain, standing up from the table to follow her daughter.

"It's ok, I'll get her," Beca said softly, putting a hand on Cindy's shoulder.

"But-" Cindy tried to argue but Beca quickly interrupted.

"She's really open to me," Beca explained. "I just want her to know I'm here."

"Ok," Cindy agreed reluctantly, sitting back down at the table. "John, why would you say something like that to her? She was finally doing better," she sighed.

"She's not going to be able to work, Cindy, you know that," John shrugged.

"I never thought Beca would be able to be independent after her depression, but she's doing great now," Sheri said, giving a reassuring smile to Cindy.

John was not exactly being the best company this evening.

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Meanwhile, Beca was laying in bed with Chloe, gently stroking the blonde's back, listening to her sobs. She finally stopped rubbing her back and gently tapped her shoulder. "Baby, can you look at me? Please?" She asked softly.

Chloe turned to face her and burst into tears. "Why am I even here? I'm a worthless piece of shit. Everyone thinks so," she sobbed.

"Stop it, nobody thinks that," Beca said firmly, holding her fiancé's hand.

"My dad does, and he's obviously right," Chloe replied, sniffling. "I can't keep myself together anywhere, there's no way I could ever be independent."

"You can be anything you want to be," Beca said softly. "But you don't need to be independent because I'm always gonna be there for you, okay?"