Bechloe - No, Not Much

Chapter II

I answer the front door of the cabin when Beca knocks on it. I open the door and Beca stands in front of me in tears and before either of us say anything, she falls into my arms and breaks down. I freeze momentarily then I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. She buries her face in my neck and sobs hard.

"Shh, Becs," I coo. "It's okay. You're okay."

"I don't know what to do, Chlo..." She mumbles.

"Do about what?"

"I'm... I'm pregnant."

My blood runs cold when she tells me. Pregnant? Beca's... pregnant? No... It takes me a moment to process the information and I feel so... off. It's like an out of body experience and I don't like it.

"It's okay," I say, trying to calm her down. "Let's get you inside, alright? Let's just sit down and talk about this."

Beca nods then pulls away and wipes her eyes before I lead her into the living room and sit with her on the couch.

"Did you want anything to eat or drink?" I offer.

"No, thank you."

"Alright. Now, tell me what's happened."

"Well, I'm pregnant."

"Do you not want to be pregnant?"

"Not really but... Jesse... he..." She looks away from me.

Oh no. What did that fucker do? Stay calm, Chloe, stay calm...

"What happened?" I ask.

"I... I told him that I was pregnant... I thought he'd be happy but instead... he got angry - really angry. He started accusing me of not taking my pill on purpose and how he wasn't ready to have a family yet. He started yelling, then we got into an argument about it and well... we... we broke up..."

"You... You what?"

"I said that if he won't step up and do the right thing then we can't be together... He said fine then left..."

Holy shit. Did... did that really happen? I have no idea how to process this. It's a lot to take in. If someone told me that Beca and Jesse had broken up I would have been over the moon but now... Now I don't know what to think. I really thought I'd be happy but seeing Beca like this... How could I possibly be happy when she's in tears? I hate seeing Beca cry. It crushes me to my core. Beca never cries but right now, she's in shambles and I just want it to stop.

"Come here," I put my arms around Beca, which only makes her cry harder. "I'm sorry, babe."

"I don't know what to do... I'm pregnant and alone."

"You're not alone, Becs - you're never alone."

"I mean I don't have anyone, Chlo. Sure, I've got friends and family but the father of this baby is gone... I'm going to have to raise this child alone..." Beca buries her face in my neck again and sobs.

"I'm sorry, Becs... I really am. What he did was a shitty thing to do and if it was legal I'd hunt him down and do all sorts of things to him. He's a piece of shit who doesn't deserve you." It feels good to say this stuff knowing that Beca won't get angry or upset at me for it.

"What do I do, Chlo? I don't want to raise this baby alone. I can't. What do I do?"

"Have you thought of your options?"

"What are my options?"

"Well, you've got a few."

"I do?" Beca leans back and wipes her eyes.

"Yes,"

"What options do I have?"

"Well... I know not many people like this one but you could... get rid of it - that's one option."

Beca doesn't look at me when I say it but she nods. "What are the others?"

"You could give it up for adoption or you could see if someone wants a fertilised egg."

"Is that a thing?"

"I don't know exactly but I've heard about things like that where people carry someone else's baby."

"Like a surrogate?"

"Sort of but they'd keep the baby for themselves."

"Oh..."

"Yeah, but if you're still worried you can always go to a doctor and talk with them about your options. I know this is a big thing, Becs, but there are other options. You don't have to be... stuck, for a lack of a better word, with this baby. There's always something you can do."

Beca sniffs, then plays with her ring that she wears religiously on her index finger.

"I'd happily raise this baby with Jesse if he would have stayed. He would have made such a good dad..." Beca begins and I don't mean to be rude but I really couldn't give a shit about him.

I never liked him in the first place and I certainly don't like him now. He is permanently in my bad books and there's no way he'll get out of it. Piece of shit...

"Well, he's gone and as bad as this may sound, it's for the best," I say and Beca looks at me oddly. "He obviously isn't ready to be a father and he's not ready to step up and do the right thing, therefore, he's not right for you."

"You think so?"

"I KNOW so. Becs, you're a strong, beautiful, independent woman. You don't have time for people like Jesse. You need someone who is going to love you for you and be there for you in hard times. Jesse had a part to play in this pregnancy and pretty much what he is doing is rejecting the pregnancy and putting it on you. But yet, he's forgetting that HE was the one that fertilised your egg. You didn't."

"I know but we should have been more careful. I... I really thought I had something with Jesse, Chloe... Even though what he did was wrong... I still love him."

I can see the hurt in Beca's eyes and it kills me to see her this way. She might still have feelings for him but he obviously doesn't love her enough. If he did he wouldn't have reacted the way he did and he definitely wouldn't have just left her. I mean, who does that!

"I'm so scared, Chlo..." Beca looks up at me, tears threating to spill over once more. "I have no idea what to do and I don't want to be alone... I'm so scared..."

"I know you are, but I can promise you that you won't be alone. Being in a romantic relationship with someone doesn't mean that you're not alone. You are NEVER alone no matter what people say. You're single, but not alone, and I think that's where everyone screws up."

Beca sniffs and gives me a small smile. "Thank you, Chlo. You always know what to say. That's why I wanted to come to you. I know things have been a bit messy between us lately with me wanting to go to New York and all... but... I've missed you heaps. I'm sorry for just dropping in like this..."

"No, don't be sorry, babe. I'm glad that you called. I'd be angry if you DIDN'T call and come by. The last thing I'd want is for you to go through this by yourself."

Beca quirks up a tiny smile at me before looking down at her hands.

"You wanna stay over tonight?" I offer.

"In Aubrey's cabin?"

"Yeah. It's only got two bedrooms but you and I can share. It's not like we've not shared one before and I personally don't think it's good that you sleep alone tonight."

Beca breathes a laugh. "Okay. I guess we can share a bed."

"Awes. Now, how about I order us some late night pizza and we can talk some more?"

Beca nods. "That sounds good. Thanks, dude."

"Anything for you." I lean in and kiss Beca's head before I grab my phone and call up the pizza place, which is about twenty minutes from here.

When the pizza arrives, Beca and I stay up for hours talking and for the first time ever, I feel like I truly know who Beca Mitchell really is.