I'm Still Hurting //Bechloe Fanfic//

Chapter 2

Chloe POV 

I sat there quietly staring at the floor in front of me. I played around with my fingers and couldn't find the strength to move or speak. Something inside of me just..froze..broke. "Chloe?" I slowly lift my head up and see Aubrey, Amy, and Jessica. "Oh gosh Chloe." Aubrey came running towards me and wrapped her arms around me. I could feel the warmth of her and her cheek was freezing. It is very cold outside. She pulls away and we lock eyes.

"What's going on? We got a call and told us to meet here," Jessica said. I looked down feeling the tears trying to come back, welling up in my eyes. I shake my head and wipe them away.

"Awe, Chloe. Don't cry I'm sure Beca's okay," Fat Amy spoke. "Owe, why'd you- Oh...Oh." She stopped talking after Aubrey hit her. I looked at the three girls and tried to speak but couldn't. I looked back at the floor. We sat there in silence after a while. Between the doctors running around and them trying to get me to talk, they all just stopped.

"Beca Mitchell?" I looked up and stood up as quickly as I possibly could. The doctor locked eyes with me. I heard Aubrey, Amy, and Jessica all stand up as well. The doctor looked around and put his clipboard down. "Would you all mind following me?" We all nodded and followed him to a private room. All of us sat down and I stared directly at this doctor. "Alright, Beca's conditions are really serious."

"What do you mean? They told me they weren't!" I panicked. I felt Aubrey grab my hand and squeeze it.

"The detectives were trying to calm you down. But it's time that you know that Beca's in critical condition," He paused and pulled out a chart. He handed it to us. Aubrey took it and opened the case. It was of Beca's body.

"This wasn't an attempted suicide was it?" I ask, my voice cracking with pain. I stared at the pictures seeing bruises and bruises, cut marks after cut marks. "When were these taken?"

"After surgery," The doctor softly spoke, keeping his voice calm. I shut my eyes as the tears come back.

"Surgery? Surgery for what?" Jessica asked.

"On her knee. It wasn't that bad we just needed to fix the damage to it. And I know the detectives told you that this was an attempted suicide it's because it was. We had Beca tested and figured these marks were before she jumped." I open my eyes and stand up. I head towards the door. Once I put my hand on the knob the doctor stopped me. "There's one more thing you all should know." I stared at the door. I didn't turn around, i didn't dare. "Beca could have memory loss and currently is in a coma." I turn around swiftly.

"A coma?! When's she going to wake up? How could you let this happen!?" I shouted. Aubrey stood up.

"I understand that you're upset but this is not due to the doctors. She hasn't been awake since when the police found her. And that's all we know and she's not waking up. I'm very sorry. We'll update you all when we get more in-"

"This cannot be happening. She can't be in a coma!" Aubrey came towards me and wrapped her arms around me as I broke down crying.

"I'll leave you all to let that sink in," The doctor said, politely. He walked out and I just cried into Aubrey's shirt.

"Well look on the bright side, Chloe. He's a ginger," Fat Amy spoke. I looked up at her and she put her hands up in the air defensively and backed away. I stand up and wipe my eyes. "Are you alright, Chloe?" I look at Amy and look away. I turn to the door and grab the doorknob. I feel Aubrey grab my wrist.

"Chloe," Her voice trails off. I shrug her off and open the door. I head down the hall and come to a stop. I look at the door to Beca's room. I take a deep breathe and turn the knob. I walk in and felt my body give in. I grabbed the wall and stared at Beca. The lifeless Beca lying in front of me. I slowly walk over and stare at her. I grab her hand and put it in mine. I sit down in the chair put beside the bed. I hold her hand and stare at her.

"I'm so sorry Beca."