Chloe Beale is head of cardiac surgery at Grey-Sloan Memorial Hospital. She is one of the best and most requested surgeons in Seattle.
She worked hard for that dream to come true.
One day a girl with massive injuries is brought into the ER. Someho...
When I reached the coffee shop I started searching for a bunch of red hair. I found Chloe sitting at the table next to the huge window.
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"Hey there", I greeted her and sat down across the table.
"Hi Becs, I'm glad you could make it. I already ordered you a Cappuccino", Chloe let me know and pointed at the cup in front of me, "I hope you like that?"
"Yes, thank you", I said and put my hand on top of hers, which was just lying on the table, "So what did you wanna talk about?"
The redhead cleared her throat and I furrowed a brow. "I applied for a job...", she began, "...and they invited me for a job interview."
"That's amazing babe!", I expressed my joy and wanted to get up in order to kiss her.
"It's in New York", Chloe's words destroyed the moment. The corners of my mouth dropped and my face became quite pale. "Wh...what...does...that...m...mean?", I stuttered.
"First of all it's not even sure if they'll take me. They only invited me for a job interview. But if they take me...would you be willing to move to New York with me? If not I will just keep looking for jobs here in Seattle. New York would be a big chance though", my girlfriend tried to explain.
"Chloe...I...I...don't...I...I...don't...know", I managed to phrase. I was completely overwhelmed. I couldn't cope with the situation. I jumped up and stormed out of the shop.
"Beca wait", I heard Chloe yell after me but I really needed to be alone.
Chloe's POV:
I was standing next to my chair, watching Beca run away. I guess it had been too much for her.
I left some money on the table, grabbed my bag and decided to drive home.
I had parked my car a litte bit farther away because there hadn't been any free parking spots in front of the coffee shop, so I had to go a little bit by foot in order to get to my car.
Halfway there I felt someone pulling my shirt. "Hey hottie", the familiar voice of Arizona spoke. "Just leave me the fuck alone. What is your problem?!", I asked her furiously as I turned around to face her.
"The problem is that you're not mine anymore but I want you to be", the blonde said, "It didn't work the nice, easy way so I guess I'll have to do it like this...come back to me or I'll make your life what people call hell!"
"Why are you so obsessed with me?", I wanted to know from her.
"Because you're the most gorgeous human I have ever seen and you made me feel things nobody else could ever make me feel. I'm not letting you slip away. Even if I have to force you. Nobody else can have you. You're mine. You belong with me", she expressed and placed a kiss on my cheek.
I didn't take her seriously. "You're being ridiculous, Arizona", I laughed, "Go see a therapist."
My ex-girlfriend looked me in the eyes deeply. "You asked for it!", she whispered.
