I pull up to the front of Chloe's house and look over to see her quietly sleeping in the passenger seat.
"Chlo?" I gently say trying to wake her. "Wake up, Chloe." Once I see her wake up I continue to speak. "I must confess that I missed your questions for the ten minutes you slept. You okay?" I say once I notice her looking sad.
"I don't wanna go?" Chloe said turning over to look at me with sad eyes.
"Um, when you told me you haven't had your first kiss yet, did you really mean it?" I ask shyly. "You've never kissed anyone before?"
"Well, yeah, one person, Chicago." Chloe said sadly. "But he wasn't the right person."
"He broke your heart?" I asked carefully.
"He... two years ago, he used me to get information about my mom." Chloe said with glossy eyes. "He knew me very well, I thought we had a special connection but... I was just a target."
"A target." I say mumbling under my breath.
"That's why I'm waiting for the right person." Chloe said looking down.
"The girl you told me about?" I ask now fully facing her in the car.
"The girl... it's you." Chloe said hesitantly.
"What?" I asked confused.
Our conversation was interrupted when someone knocked on the window. I looked over to see who was knocking when I was meet with Carmen.
"What happened to being home at six?" Carmen said eyeing Chloe.
"Shit!" Chloe cursed.
"Mrs. Beale, I can explain this." I say quickly. "This was my idea, Chloe had nothing to do with-" I was cut off by Carmen herself.
"You have exactly three seconds to tell me who you are." She said while raising an eyebrow.
"Okay, Okay! I, um, I'm Beca Mitchell." I stuttered out. "Im a friend of Chloe's."
"Beca Mitchell?" Carmen asked. She then turned to Chloe. "Your Beca Mitchell?"
"Jesus Christ..." Chloe said while face palming. "Mom, I'm fine, I was with Beca the whole time."
"Oh. In that case, Beca would you like to come in?" Carmen asked me.
"I would-" I quickly cut myself off. "Actually, I don't think so, Mrs. Beale. It's pretty late and I should head home."
"Okay, but you have to come her one day." Carmen saint before walking away towards the house.
"I should go. Thanks for tonight, Becs." Chloe said as she opened the car door and started to walk to her front door.
"Wait, Chloe!" I say trying to get her attention.
"I'll see you tomorrow!" Chloe said in a song song voice as she walked away.
I just sit there for awhile until I realized what had just happened.
"Fuck." I said slamming my hands in the steering wheel before started the car and driving off.
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The Ghost
FanfictionThis story isn't mine, I got the fantastic idea from a wonderful account on Instagram @/bechloecup. Beca Mitchell works as a private investigator. she's been doing it for years. She's the best of the best. Her next job she got seemed so simple...