Beca's POV:
"Hahah obviously. I'm living alone in a small apartment. It's not in the center of the city", I explained to the redhead and she started the engine of her car. "Alright. I will just drive and you'll tell me the way", she replied and the car drove out of the parking lot of the hospital.
"You have to follow the street and turn right after that yellow house", I led her and after 15 minutes we reached the place I lived in. "Wow ehm it looks...strange", Chloe tried to express herself without offending me, "it's quite quiet here, isn't it?" I nodded: "It's really not the best but it's everything I can afford at the moment", I announced to her and took her by the hand, "Come on. We'll go inside!"
I was unlocking the door, when I saw the mailbox overflowed with letters and papers. "Damn it", I mumbled and took everything out, struggling to hold it all at once. "I'll give you a hand", my girlfriend said and helped me carry the stuff. "Beca...", she began when she read the topics of what she was holding in her hands, "those are all unpaid bills..."
I looked down trying to avoid her eyes.
Without a word I walked up the stairs to the 5th floor where my apartment was. Chloe followed me. I opened the door and dropped all the papers on the shelf next to the door. The place looked like crap. Clothes on the floor, dirty and old furniture, an unfinished fast food meal on the table. "You are living like this?", the ginger asked, making a compassionate face. "Yeah", I said rubbing my forehead. "Do you even have a job, Beca?", Chloe wanted to know and made me look at her. "Yes I do. I'm working at a small bar but that's not enough to pay my bills", I defended myself, "To be honest I lost count of all the things I still have to pay.""Why didn't you tell me?", the redhead wondered. "Because why would I? I was scared you wouldn't want me anymore if you found out how crappy my life actually is. I mean look at you. You are successful. You are a doctor, even if you don't have a job at the moment. I'm sure you live in a great house with everything I could ever dream of. I'm happy with what I have but I'm afraid you won't be happy with what I have and who I am", I pointed out, already regretting taking her here.
"Are you kidding me? I don't care if you have a house or an apartment, if you are rich or poor, if you have unpaid bills or not. I care about you, Beca Mitchell. I love you for who you are as a person. And I will always be trying to help you. I can help you pay your bills and I can help you renovate this place", Chloe said sweetly. "I don't want you to pay my bills, Chlo. I can handle it. I will try to get a new job and..", I started but I got interrupted. "You are my girlfriend and I will help you, it's really not a problem. I'd love to help you. Look...why don't you move in with me? Then we can be together all the time and you don't have to pay any rent anymore", the redhead suggested, "also...this place really looks like a shithole."
Her last sentence made me giggle. "I know but I really don't want to be a bother to you. We just got together and I just got out of hospital", I tried talking myself out. Not because I didn't want to but because I really didn't want to be a burden to Chloe or destroy anything by taking steps too fast.
Do you think Beca will move in with Chloe?
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