Secrets { MA CHÉRIE SERIES }

How Much Longer?

Both girls were in separate SUVs again, on their way to the studio for a TV show Chloe would be guesting on. The ginger was sat in her SUV tapping away on her phone. She was updating Aubrey that she had landed safely; yet separated from Beca again.

Beca was in her SUV just listening to the music that was flowing through her earbuds. Her head was leaned against the window as she took in the sights of the different country. She had been here before once with Chloe and they had almost been caught having sex in Beca's dressing room.

That's when they had first started to try and hide their relationship from the public. But it was hard to hide it when you're so used to be touchy and cuddly with each other all the time. The two ladies were even like that as just friends. It was a hard habit to break and still is.

Chloe: Hey! We landed
1:34 pm

Aubrey: I'm glad! How is Beca?
1:39 pm

Chloe: If she was in the car with me I would be able to tell you :)
1:42 pm

Aubrey: Oh no, separated again?
1:45 pm

Chloe: Taking extra steps to make sure we aren't caught before vacation
1:47 pm

Aubrey: You girls are getting too old for this game
1:49 pm

Chloe: Tell me something I don't know
1:52 pm

"We're here" She heard someone say as they parked out front.

Chloe got out of the vehicle and saw Beca's parking up behind her's. She decided to just walk in as she felt too pissed off that they had to be separated all over again.

Beca knew it was getting to Chloe. But, Beca was scared shitless to tell everyone that she was with Chloe. Not for the reasons being that she didn't want the world to know that she had the girl the world wanted. But for the reasons of her family finding out.

Her father wasn't a very supportive man on the LGBT community. Her sister, well like she would even find out let alone care. Her sister went off the grid years ago. Sometimes Beca wondered if she died, but she didn't like to think that way.

She just followed Chloe to her dressing room of the studio. Beca knew by the way her hips swayed and her heels clicked, she was pissed. The younger woman watched her disappear into the room; shutting the door and not even bothering to leave it open for Beca.

"Shit.." Beca muttered to herself when her wife shut the door. She opened it and saw Chloe sitting in the chair for her makeup. "You don't need make up you know-"

"Save it, Mitchell" Chloe didn't bother to look up from her phone. Her voice was filled with annoyance and frustration.

"Yep" Beca quickly replied and sat on the black leather couch. "Who's doing your makeup?"

"A makeup artist-"

"Yes, Angela or whoever this studio has?" Beca cut off.

Sometimes Beca wondered if Chloe got the sarcasm act from being with her. When she met Chloe, she was never this sarcastic. But now? Some days she would be more sarcastic then Beca herself.

"Angela" Chloe answered.

Angela knew about Beca and Chloe's marraige. She even also knew Chloe's frustration with hiding it. Yet, Angela understood Beca's fears. Not that she would tell a pissed off Chloe that.

"I'm sorry alright?" Beca asked.

"No-"

"I am!"

"Beca," Chloe finally looked to her left at the woman she adored. "I have to be out there in 45 minutes-"

"I know-"

"We can't fight. I can't have that on my mind!" Chloe said.

"Hello ladies" The door opened revealing Angela with her makeup suitcase.

"Hey" Both said in a monotone voice.

"Oh no," Angela spoke softly as the door shut. "You two fighting?"

"Nope" Chloe said glaring straight at Beca as she popped the p.

Beca just replied by sticking her tongue out.

"Oh that's mature" Chloe laughed a cold tone laugh and shook her head.

"I am the one trying to talk-"

"I don't want to be a sobbing mess out there!"

"Why would you be sobbing?" Beca asked.

"Because that's how it always is lately, Beca. We 'talk about it' but then it leads to a fight and I end up sobbing and you end up going to have a cigarette that you think I don't know about" Chloe ranted.

"Chloe-"

"Angela hang on" Chloe sighed and looked over at Beca again who was sitting on the couch still.

But she wasn't sitting on the couch. Chloe knew that position too well. Her feet planted on the floor. The left one a bit forward. Her one arm on the arm rest. The other with her hand on the end of the couch. Her body was leaning a tiny bit forward.

"No," Chloe said. "Sit your ass down you are not running out of here"

"You don't want to talk anyway-"

"Because what did I just explain?!" Chloe yelled.

"I'm going back to the hotel," Beca said. The brunette shot up from the couch and went to the door. "Love you"

"Yeah, love you too" Chloe muttered when Beca left.

If one thing the ladies learned in a marraige is even if you end an argument on a bad note, say you love one another. Chloe learned it first when she got in a fight with her brother a year ago then he was killed in a car accident. It taught her to always remind the person you love that you love them no matter what.

Beca and Chloe had a long talk on that subject and both decided that they would work on that. They may go to bed angry, but there's an 'I love you' always thrown in before they drift to sleep.

"So that wasn't a fight?" Angela asked.

"I'm sorry-"

"No! It's fine" Angela said as she started Chloe's makeup. "She may have that cigarette Chlo', but you know why she is-"

"No-"

"You do. She's not an emotional person" Angela spoke softly about the brunette. "She has it so she won't end up crying. Not all of us can do the emotions"

"I know.." Chloe sighed; hating she knew that. "I just wish we could slowly start the coming out"

"I know," Angela said. "It'll take time"

"It's been well over enough time. I want to start the adoption process, I want to hold her in public, I want those things!" Chloe ranted. "I'm in my thirties, Angela. I'm ready"

"I know" Angela whispered.

"I love her. I want to show the world that.." Chloe said.