I'm Still Hurting //Bechloe Fanfic//

Chapter 12

Chloe POV 

I lift my head up as a doctor comes in. "You're still awake?" The doctor asks. I nod my head and watch as she checks Beca. "Now I've been in here at least 10 different times and those times neither one were you sleeping. You doing okay?" I look at her and shake my head from side to side. "I understand. Someone you love is in a coma. I got a little boy in a coma. His brother is doing the same thing you're doing. Not sleeping, not eating, wont even talk." I nod and look at Beca. "She special to you?" I nod my head. "I love these cases."

"Love?" I say. She nods her head simply as she lifts Beca's shirt up.

"Yeah. There's always a story between the victim and the person that stays. I've figured out everyone's, but you and her. I can't put my finger on it. No matter how hard I try I can't figure it out." She pushes on Beca's stomach a bit. "Is there a story?"

"Yeah, we both love each other but neither one of us had the guts to say it and now....now she might be gone forever," I whisper. My eyes were tired. Tired from lack of sleep. Tired from crying.

"So lovers that aren't actual lovers," The thought was running through the doctors mind. "Hmm. I've never had a case like that and I thought I've had it all." She starts to bandage Beca back up.

"Wait," I stop her. She looks at me. "Can you... Can you let the bandages stay off a couple of minutes longer?" The doctor smiles and nods. She goes to the computer and starts typing.

"I see it now." I look at her. "I hope she wakes up for you. For herself." She turns around and looks at me. "And the first chance you get, you tell her you love her." I bite my lip. "I'll be right back. I'm going to get some ointment for her bruises." I nod as the doctor walks away. I pull the phone from out of my pocket and hit the voice message Beca sent to me 4 months ago. I put the phone up to my ear and listen. Listen to her voice.

"Chloe, you're not picking up even though I wish you would. I'm not going to be able to see you. Not anymore anyways. I'm sorry Chlo. You're were the sun and I was your moon. Remember when we sat on the football field and watched the stars? I'll always cherish that memory. Always and forever. And I just have to say. I'm still hurting from doing this to you. From doing this to all of the girls. But there wasn't a second that went by that you were a pro on my pro and con list of staying alive. I l-....."

I pull the phone away from my ear and shut my eyes. Tears slowly fall down. Suddenly I felt something grab my hand. I look up and open my eyes. I lock eyes with..."Beca?"

I hit the nurse button a thousand times, staring at Beca. A smile on my lips and tears slowly moving down my cheeks. "Ch-Chloe," her voice was weak but she was alive. I grab her hand and squeeze it.

"I'm here, Becs. I'm here," I spoke softly. The doctor came in and her eyes widened. She rushed over and unhooked some machines from Beca since she didn't need them anymore. The doctor stayed a couple minutes and covered Beca's stomach again. I watched as when she was applying the medicine, Beca was flinching. But the doctor soon left. I sat up on the bed with Beca and smiled at her.

"I'm s-sorry," Beca whispered. I shook my head and placed my hand on her cheek. I rub my thumb back and forth.

"For what Becs?" I whisper back. She shuts her eyes and then reopens them. I feel tears fall onto my hand. I wipe the tears away. "Don't cry. You're okay. I'm here and I'll always be here." Beca tried to sit up, but i stopped her.

"I- I want to-" I stopped her by locking my lips with her's. We pull apart and her eyes had lit up.

"I love you Beca Mitchell," I pause and see Beca smile. "And I have loved you since the first time I met you."

"I love you too Chloe Beale."