Bechloe - One For My Baby

Chapter XL

Locked away in a room that wasn't the one she once knew, Chloe was curled up in the corner with tear stains on her cheeks. Chloe was terrified. She had been locked in the room for several hours. She had no idea where she was. It was too dark for Chloe to keep track of where Randall was driving. Her father was angry beyond words. He yelled at her the entire drive, telling Chloe how she betrayed him and how she was going to be punished for everything she did. All Chloe did was cry. She was too scared to say anything, even when Randall was asking her questions - Chloe just cried. When they got to where Randall wanted to go, he dragged Chloe inside and threw her into a room and locked her in there. There was nothing in the room. It was cold, dark, and scary. Chloe honestly thought she was going to die or worse.

Chloe had never seen her father this angry before and she was absolutely terrified. She had no idea what he was going to do to her. All she could think about was Beca. She couldn't rid her thoughts of what Randall did to her girlfriend. The last sight she had of Beca was of the brunette lying on the floor of her bedroom with blood and cuts all over her face. It was a sight Chloe never wanted to see and she hated her father for it. She hoped that Beca was okay but right now, she was more concerned about her own safety. Chloe wasn't sure how long she was couped up in the room for but the door eventually opened and in walked Randall with a chair. He turned the light on then put the chair in the middle of the room and sat on it.

Chloe was too scared to even look at her father.

"Now... Care to tell me what that little testimony was all about?" Randall asked.

Chloe didn't answer.

"Chloe," he growled. "Don't ignore me."

Chloe tried her best to calm her shaking body. "You... you abused m, me..."

"Abused you?" He frowned. "Is that what you call it? Who told you that?"

Chloe didn't answer.

"Chlobear..." Randall got off of his chair and made his way to his daughter. "I'd never abuse you," he said softly, crouching down to his daughter and stroking her cheek.

"Y, you did... You... you raped me..."

"No," Randall shook his head. "They just don't understand us. This is what I was talking to you about, Chlobear. People don't understand my love for you."

"Then... then why did you get so angry when you got caught and when you came and got me?"

"Because I knew they wouldn't understand. I knew they'd take you away from me. Do you have any idea how much that crushed me? Having my precious, little girl taken away from me?"

"You... you hurt me..."

"No, Chlobear. You misunderstood."

"No," Chloe shook her head. "I, I didn't."

"You did, baby girl." Randall leaned in and went to kiss Chloe but the redhead shifted away from her father.

Randall sat back and looked at his daughter angrily. "What have I told you about pulling away from me like that?"

"It's not right, dad."

"Daddy," he corrected.

"No," Chloe shook her head again.

Randall clenched his jaw and his fist. "Who was that girl?"

"What girl?"

"The girl that kissed you in court and the girl who you were sitting on. Who was she?"

Chloe swallowed hard. She was terrified to tell her father who she was but Chloe wasn't going to hide anymore.

"She's my girlfriend."