Pov Aubrey
I close the door behind me and head quickly to the car parked in front of Beca's house, so that I can go to Chloe. It's so absurd, you can't think of one without the other in mind. It's always been like that, and I knew it from the very first moment that something would happen between the two. And I feel so guilty about making things more and more complicated, about not seeing Mitchell with different eyes and always rowing against her. I made a mistake, but now I hope I've done the right thing. For once. I've seen how much she cares about her, how deeply she's still bonded to Chloe. I just wanted to see it sooner, maybe I could have saved both of them a lot of suffering. Maybe I could have brought my best friend to her senses and not put gasoline on the fire.
And that letter.. Damn it. I was an idiot. I just wish I could go back and get it back. Give it to her now. It would be the right push to make her understand what she's really doing, which is the biggest mess of her life. And as her best friend, or former best friend, who mattered, although I've supported this relationship with Chicago so far, I have to make her open her eyes. She can' t go on like this. I'm sure she loves him, but I'm also more than convinced that in her heart, there is and will always be the alternative girl from the Barden activities fair. Nothing can change this and she just has to admit it to herself. My father always says "age wrinkles your body, but quitting wrinkles your soul". Well, I don't want to see one of the most important people for me living a life with regrets. I should have done it sooner, but better late than never. Right?
I expected a different attitude from Beca, I had imagined the most disparate scenarios in which she would have done nothing but argue against me or slam the door in my face, and instead it was the exact opposite. She was really better than me once again. Just like Chloe told me a few weeks ago. God, I feel so stupid that I haven't given her any more credit in all these years. Maybe I've always seen her more as a rival than a friend, as someone who could take my place at any moment with an almost disarming ease, and what's worse is the belief that one has in these situations, that something like that can happen. And I've built walls around me, and even around Chloe as much as possible, I've been selfish and a bad friend, but my overprotective side, when it comes to her, always takes over.
I just want her to understand once and for all, that I really feel guilty for everything I've done, for lying to her and betraying her trust. There is no worse. The only and perhaps even last thing, I can do now for her, is to rub reality in her face, and make her understand that she is wasting the opportunity to live her life with her one true love. It may be that we will argue again, and that I will be kicked out of her house only after 2 seconds, but trying does not hurt. I have nothing to lose. Not anymore. Fortunately, the streets at this time of the afternoon are not very crowded, and the two lovebirds do not even live a few blocks from each other. It's something incredible the case. Some people don't believe it, but I think sometimes the forces of the universe focus so much on something that eventually happens, like a coincidence. And the fact that Chloe unknowingly found home next to the DJ's is clearly a sign.
After about 20 minutes I reach the house that hosted me for a long time when Chicago was not there, and luckily I notice how there is parked Chloe's car in the driveway. It means she's there and I didn't drive away in vain. I pull my car over to the sidewalk opposite their house and head quickly towards the porch. As I get closer I hear more and more distinct voices and especially tones that do not seem to be very peaceful. What the hell is going on?
- What the fuck does that mean? Why didn't you ever tell me anything?
- CK I.. Please let me explain...
I lean a little close to the door and bring my ear closer so I can understand what's going on. I don't want to get involved but Chloe seems to be crying and Chicago doesn't seem to calm down at all, quite the opposite.
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Someone to stay
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