bleeding tears

Turning point

Chloe's POV:

As we were lying there next to each other, Beca tried to find a subject to talk about. "Have you already found a new job?", she wanted to know. I sat up in order to be able to talk more clearly. "No, not really. I can't find anything and to be honest it's pretty hard for me. Grey Sloan had been my safe place. I don't really want to work anywhere else", I explained and became a little sad. "But you can't keep sitting at home. It's not good for your health. You need structure in your day", the brunette told me.

One week later

Therapy had been good and I was just getting home when I saw a person standing in front of my door. As I got closer I noticed the blonde hair.

"Arizona?", I asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?" My ex-girlfriend furrowed her brow. "The question is...where have you been? I rang the bell about 50 times, sent you 20 messages and tried calling you!", she replied, quite pissed.

I was debating on whether to tell her the truth or not but I decided not to. "I was out for lunch", I lied and crossed my arms in front of my body, "So what do you want?"

"You still got my stuff. I want it back", Arizona pointed out coldly.

"Seriously? You are that kind of person?", I wondered and rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

I turned the key in the lock and opened the door. "Put off your shoes. I have cleaned the whole house just recently", I let her know and she did what I had ordered.
While I was getting her stuff together the blonde was looking at pictures of Beca and me I had hung up on the walls.

"You guys are moving pretty fast huh?", she expressed and had a skeptical look on her face. "You got a problem with that?", I asked her in return has I handed her the box with all of her stuff.

"Chloe...", she began as she got closer to my face, "are you happy?" I looked her in the eyes. "Yes Arizona...I'm happy", I mumbled. She reached out and tucked a strand of my red, curled hair behind my ear. "I miss you, Chloe", the pediatric surgeon admitted, "I'm sorry for how I have reacted toward you."

I couldn't believe her words. "What the hell", I hissed. "I think I made clear that you and me are done. Our relationship is past. I'm still sorry for the way you had to find out, but I won't come back to you . I love Beca!"

"Don't lie to yourself. Deep down those feelings for me are still there. Come on, I was your first real love", the bubbly girl tried to convince me.

"Yes you were but you are not my love anymore", I pointed out and dropped the box I had still been holding in my hands. The blonde took the opportunity and grabbed my face. She pressed her lips against mine and only seconds later I realized what was happening. I pushed her away. "Get out!", I yelled, "and take your damn things!"