Perfect Timing and a Perky Redhead

Chapter 12

Beca quickly hurried out of the small room with a quick goodbye, already feeling awkward enough being alone with Chloe. Kristen was sitting in the waiting room near the exit and lit up as the shorter girl walked out, her newly stitched and bandaged hand secure. Beca looked at the green eyed girl and instantly felt guilt envelope her.

What the hell, I didn't even do anything, Beca thought frustratingly to herself.

It's not what you did; it's what you thought…

Quickly pushing these thoughts aside, she put on a small smile which turned into a large grin as Kristen gave her a massive hug. The shorter brunette chuckled as Kristen dug her face into Beca's neck. "I'm sorry for being such a wimp," the taller girl mumbled into the DJ's neck.

Beca pulled back slightly and smirked at her girlfriend. "It's okay; I think I handled it pretty well alone."

"Yeah I mean that doctor didn't eat you or anything so you must not have been too bad," Kristen joked as she began to walk toward the exit.

Beca froze. Yeah she hasn't eaten me in a while. Images the DJ tried to repress came flooding back, and she felt her face flush slightly.

Kristen turned around and gave Beca a confused look. "You alright there?"

The smaller girl half smiled instantly and tried to calm down her now raging hormones. "Yeah, I was just, uh…thinking," Beca paused. "You're really amazing, you know that?" The brunette wanted to flinch at her lie toward Kristen. It wasn't all untruthful; Beca did believe Kristen was great. However, Kristen's personality was not currently preoccupying Beca's mind that truthfully was currently revisiting all of the younger brunette's nights with the redheaded med student.

Kristen gave the smaller girl a lopsided smile. "You are, too." The two walked out of the hospital when the taller girl noticed numbers etched at the top of a small stack of papers her girlfriend held. "Whose number is that?" Kristen asked, trying not to let any small hints of jealousy become apparent.

Beca felt red rush to her cheeks. "Oh! Yeah, that. The doctor, Ch-Dr. Beale, gave me her number."

Kristen gave the smaller girl a curious glance. "Why would she do that?"

The brunette contemplated what to tell Kristen. Fully intent on telling the girl the truth, Beca confidently replied, "Oh, you know, just in case there happens to be any strange side effects. She said it'd be easier for my convenience if something were to happen." The lie came out so effortlessly that Beca felt slightly taken aback at how easy it was for her to lie to someone she cared about.

Kristen nodded her head slightly and ran a hand through her hair. "I guess that makes sense." Kristen paused and pursed her lips briefly. "I don't think she liked me at all," the taller girl admitted.

Beca let out a loud giggle at the situation, but quickly composed herself. You should not be laughing about this shit, you idiot! "Whoever doesn't like you must be bat shit crazy, my dear," Beca quickly stated, finding some conviction in her statement.

Kristen chuckled and flung an arm around Beca's shoulders. "You have such a poetic way with words," the taller woman responded, sarcasm dripping from her words.

Beca smirked and wrapped her good hand around Kristen's waist. "Yeah and I wonder who you picked that sarcasm up from."

As the two arrived at Beca's car in the parking lot, Kristen leaned up against the vehicle, disconnecting herself from the DJ in order to face her. "Some really hot DJ," Kristen rasped out, smirking.

Beca moved closer to Kristen. "Smirking is kind of my thing too," Beca whispered and then pressed her lips against Kristen's. The smaller girl's thinking was still being affected by the sudden hormones that memories of Chloe had stirred up in her, motivating her to quickly make the innocent kiss much more heated.