5 - Comforting

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Charlie's POV:
On my way back home I checked my phone and realized that my mum had been worried sick about me. I had more texts from Leondre too, but this time it wasn't apologizes... I got really confused and decided to open them.

'You freaking idiot! I'm gonna kill you!'
'How could you do this?!'
'What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!'
'What the hell were you thinking?!'
What? Then I read the one that made me realize what just happened.
'HOW COULD YOU FREAKING RAPE HER?!'

Wait a m... BECA!
Oh my goooooood. I can't believe this! Sure, I slept with her, but I didn't fucking rape her! Did he actually believe her?
Aaaah, I should've never gone to her place! Dammit Charlie!

I'm pretty sure that me and Leo won't be best friends for a long time.
Without answering Leo's texts I opened my mums instead.
'Where are you??!!!'
'Brooke told me you went out last night drunk! What the hell are you up to?!'
'Call me now!'
'Charlie! I'm getting worried! Leo doesn't know where you are either!'
'He said you had a fight?!'
'What is going on?!'

Ah, man! Please tell me she didn't call Leo. Suddenly my phone buzzed again.
A new text from... Oh, guess who? Leo! Perfect! Or not...
'Your mum just called me, where are you?'
Oh, he could change emotions fast!

'Oh, so now you care?' I sent to Leo. Then I went back to my mums texts and answered her too.
'Home in 5'
Then I pulled down my phone into my pocket again and continued to walk home.

Leondre's POV:
I sat on the couch at Beca's place. Chloe was still at my place, alone. Beca was home alone, which I suppose she was last night too...

I pulled her into a hug and she lied crying on top of me with her face buried into my chest. I had never seen her this sad before... I just wished that I was there. Instead of being with Chloe I could've protected my girlfriend, the person who meant the world to me.

"L-Leo..." I heard Beca stutter and I turned my head down to her. I gave her a kiss on her forehead, but she avoided my gaze.
"What, love?" I replied comforting. I felt how she painted something on my shirt with her finger while she talked.
"D-did you really cheat on me...?" She asked carefully, like she was afraid that I would get mad.

I got a bit shocked about the question since I told her before that it wasn't true, didn't she believe me?
I placed two fingers under her chin as lifted up her head. I placed it in a position so she had to look straight into my eyes and I into hers.
"No, I promise. I would never do that to you and I never will." I explained and I saw a little smile appear on her lips through the tears.

"Then what happened?" She asked after a while. I sigh quietly for myself, I didn't want to talk about, 'cause she would probably expect something like Charlie did.
"Well, me and Chloe hung out and then Charlie came to my place, where we were, even though I told him not to. And then he thought that we had done something that we didn't do." I said and looked straight into her deep brown eyes all the time.

"But why did you tell him not to come?" Beca asked and I could see that she didn't believe me.
"Because... Ah, I can't tell you, I'm really sorry, but you have to believe me." I begged.

Her face immediately changed, she really didn't believe me. AH GOD! What have I done?
Beca started to cry and pulled away from me. She sat down on the other side of the couch, so far away from me as possible and it seriously killed me.

"Beca, please." I begged as I felt a big lump in the throat. What had I done? Why did I get myself into this mess?
I leaned forward and touched her with my hand and she immediately pushed me away.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" She yelled crying as she stood up and walked over to the bathroom. She opened the door, walked in and closed it behind her. Now the only thing that was missing was- Oh, there it was; the locking sound.

I placed my elbows on my knees as I sat up on the couch. I buried my face in my hands. I started to breathe heavily. I didn't know if I just felt really bad or if I was about to have a panic attack. For now I just wanted to disappear. Maybe a panic attack would help? Or maybe death?

'Ah, stop thinking about that again, Leondre' I thought to myself. That's when I decided it.
I took a deep breath and stood up. I rubbed my neck while I walked over to the bathroom door. I carefully knocked at it.
"Beca, I'm sorry. Of course I will tell you. So when you're ready, just come out and I will tell you the truth." I said and then walked back to the couch.

I heard the sobs stop and after 5-10 minutes I heard the door open. I quickly looked up and saw my beautiful girlfriend. She didn't look happy, but I still thought she was gorgeous, even though she was crying and really mad at me. She deserved to know the truth. After all she was my girlfriend, the person I trusted most in the whole world. Maybe that was a mistake, maybe not?

"Tell me." She mumbled annoyed and looked down at her hands as she sat down opposite me on the couch. As far away as possible...
"Okay, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?" I asked and looked up at her.
"Okay." She mumbled without looking up.

"Okay... Well, Chloe is pregnant." I explained and Beca looked up at me like she was going to explode so I quickly added. "With Charlie."

She immediately calmed down and let me continue to talk.
"But she hasn't told him yet, because she's scared that he might break up and never want to see her again. So she came to me and that's why we've hung out a lot the last. I'm trying to help her get the courage to tell him..." I said slowly.

Me and Beca sat there quiet for a while, but then she suddenly jumped up from the couch happily and wrapped her arms around me as she pulled her body as close to mine as possible.
"I'm so so so so so so sorry Leo. I didn't know and-" She started, but I interrupted her.
"I know, you don't have to apologize, I should've told you. I'm sorry." I replied and looked up at her.

"I forgive you." She smiles a second before she presses her lips against mine. She smells like Charlie's aftershave... When I know he's in safe at home I will freaking kill him.

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