bleeding tears

A heart

Beca's POV:

After Chloe had left Doctor Avery  entered my room. "How are we feeling today?", he wanted to know. "Pretty okay" ,I replied and put the blanket away so he could check on my heart. "It's beating a little slower than yesterday but that should still be sufficient", the man announced, "but I also have some good news for you, Miss Mitchell."

Chloe's POV:

Even if Arizona's move had been a cruel one I really felt a lot  better after visiting Beca. 
                                                            
At home I threw myself onto the couch and started Netflix. I had grabbed some grapes, which I actually managed to eat. Only 15 minutes into the movie my phone rang. It was the brunette I had unblocked immediately after my visit at the hospital. Before I was able to say something she screamed into my ear: "CHLOE THEY GOT A HEART FOR ME!"                                                                               

My lips formed into a bright smile and I had to cover my mouth so I wouldn't burst out in too much, loud joy. "OH MY GOD, THAT'S GREAT. I'M SO GLAD, BECS", I shouted when I found my words again.

"I KNOW RIGHT?! I CAN LIVE! CHLOE I WILL LIVE!", her voice sounded and I noticed how she struggled not to start crying. "It's from another country far away, so they'll only be able to do the surgery in three days but that's okay. I mean I'll make three more days but WOW I'M GETTING A NEW HEART", Beca explained to me.

"You really deserve it. See I told you holding on would be worth it", I said and giggled. "Thank you. You have made me strong. Without you I wouldn't have been able to make it this far", she made clear and I started blushing. "You don't have to thank me, really", I made sure and put my TV on silent.

"I wish you could do my surgery", the happy girl let me know and now sounded a little bit sad. "I wish that too. If I could I would gladly do it but I can't", I told her and zoned out for a second, thinking about the hundreds of surgeries I had successfully done so far. "Chlo?", Beca asked wanting to know if I was still on the phone. "Yes, sorry. I'm here", I pointed out.

"I'll come over tomorrow as I said", I reminded her. "Yeah. Are you okay? Did you eat?", the heart patient wanted to know and changed the subject. "I am. I ate some grapes", I mumbled knowing what was about to come. "That's not enough", Beca spoke out disappointedly. "I know that. But I can't eat more at the moment. I'm trying my best. It takes time", I grumbled. "Alright. I'm sorry. I will see you tomorrow", she ended the conversation. "See you tomorrow", I wanted to hang up when I heard Beca saying something. It was quiet and I probably wasn't supposed to hear it.

"I love you", her soft voice breathed before the call ended.

I was shook and my cheeks pretty red. Did she just say she loved me? Maybe I understood it the wrong way. Should I talk to her about it tomorrow? Better not. I didn't want to make things awkward. I covered my face in both of my hands and smiled, truly smiled.

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