The Love Between Us

Chapter 8: Two Months of Heartbreak

Chapter 8: Two Months of Heartbreak

The rain from the Chicago sky fell down upon a bunch of umbrellas of busy people walking on the sidewalks to get wherever they were going. One of those umbrellas had Chloe underneath it; as much as it kept her dry, she couldn't help but feel cloudy. She had arrived in Chicago a week ago after a two and a half day drive across half of the country. And every minute Chloe had to convince herself that this was what was right, and that she made the right decision to leave LA and move to Chicago. She was staying in a hotel, but her parents just thought she was there on vacation, so until she found a job she wasn't going to tell them she had moved there and that she and Beca weren't together at the moment.

Beca. The one thing keeping Chloe eager to find a job, so she could get back to Beca sooner. But she was slightly worried that Beca wouldn't want her once she got back. And then Chloe would've lost her again, maybe for good this time. Hearing Beca say she wanted to take a break from being with Chloe broke Chloe's heart. But with that said, she still couldn't blame her for wanting it. Long distance was just too hard. Despite all of this, Chloe still missed Beca terribly, and every time she would pick up the phone to call Beca, the younger woman wouldn't answer. Go figure.

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It had been seven nights since Chloe had left Beca for Chicago, and on each of those seven nights, Beca went out drinking. She had taken on an inhuman amount of hours at work to keep herself busy, and then afterwards she would head to the local bar and pass out in her stool, her head on the table after a number of drinks which she most certainly had forgotten. In short, Beca was miserable. She knew she had been the one to suggest the break from their relationship, but she still felt grief every time she woke up in bed and turned over with Chloe not beside her. Chloe left voicemails every day, but Beca didn't answer or open a single one. It would hurt too much to hear her voice.

On the first of seven nights at the bar, Beca met someone. Beca couldn't remember her name, but what stuck out to Beca was how much like Chloe she was. She had a bright smile and a bubbly personality and would sit with Beca every night, listening to her babble on while she was drunk. Then, the mystery girl would bring Beca home, and the routine would continue the next night. On the sixth night, Beca worked up the courage (with the help of alcohol, of course) to ask the mystery girl out on a date. Sure, she wasn't over Chloe, but seeing someone else would be a nice distraction from the destruction the redhead had left her heart with.

The mystery girl, who was waiting at the bar for Beca on the seventh night, she was a pretty girl. Blonde hair and brown eyes, tall and fit. Everything any straight guy or gay girl could ever want. She smiled at Beca when the brunette stumbled into the bar. "Hey there, you're back again" she replied with a chuckle. Even after the six other nights, Beca still didn't know this girl's name.  All she knew was this girl liked going to this bar a lot, considering she had been there every night just like Beca.

Beca slowly made her way over to the mystery girl, smiling when she saw her waiting for her at the bar. "Hey," she said with a slurred voice, barely managing to pull herself onto one of the bar stools. "You know, it just occurred to me that I still don't know your name," Beca said.

"Yeah, I don't think we've been properly introduced." She said smiling softly. "But I do know your name." She said. "So I'll just say mine. I'm Macy, Macy Connors." She explained, holding out her hand for Beca to shake.

Beca smiled. "Macy. Pretty name. I'm Beca Mitchell, but you already know that," she said with a chuckle, shaking Macy's hand. "So, Macy, I was wondering if sometime you'd like to go out to dinner with me when I'm not intoxicated," Beca said with a smile.