It came like a shock to Chloe when Beca had said those six words. I just don't feel anything anymore. They had been together for almost four years and Chloe was so sure that Beca was the one she was supposed to marry, but then one day as they were eating dinner, Chloe noticed how down Beca looked. The younger girl had barely eaten anything and was now just twirling her fork around in the food.

"Becs, are you okay?" Chloe had asked softly.

Beca had looked up at her and that was when those six words, those six soul crushing words had made their way out of Beca Mitchell's mouth, "I just don't feel anything anymore." Chloe was confused at first, but then Beca continued, "Chloe… We've been together for so long and I think that the magic is just fading away… I mean, there used to be sparks and fireworks when we kissed, but all of that is gone for me." Beca had focused on her plate while she talked, not wanting to meet Chloe's eyes.

Their relationship had started when Beca was in her second year of college and Chloe was in her fourth year for the second time. At first they had kept it a secret, but soon the other Bella's caught the subtle looks and touches and how the two always ended up next to each other. It wasn't until Aubrey caught them together that they confessed. Chloe remembered it like it was yesterday.

It was the second day at the camp lead by Aubrey. Everyone was tired and worn out from yesterday, even Chloe who usually was the one in a good mood.

"Rise and shine Bella's!" Audrey had yelled outside their tent, when no one answered she stuck her head inside. "Get up, pitches! We've got a lot of things to do today!" She yelled as she looked around the tent. Everyone sat up as they rubbed their eyes. Aubrey frowned as her eyes settled on the two empty spots in the middle. "Where the hell is Chloe and Beca?" She asked the others, who would just shrug or tell her that they didn't know. Aubrey was furious. Where were they? All of their things were still in the tent, so they were probably still here. That was when Aubrey heard giggling behind the cabin and a voice, awfully close to Beca's saying to keep quiet. Aubrey quickly followed the sounds and was met with a sight that she never thought she would see. Her best friend, Chloe Beale making out with Beca Mitchell. Chloe's back was pressed against the wall and her legs wrapped around the small brunette's waist. "Chlo! Beca! What the hell are you two doing?" She asked with a raised voice as the other Bella's came to see what was going on. Beca almost dropped Chloe on the ground when she heard Aubrey's voice, but managed to catch her and let her stand up again.

"Uhmm… We… uh…" Beca tried to explain as she looked around at her friend's faces. Chloe stepped forward.

"We're dating." She revealed. "We have been for a few months, we just didn't want to tell anyone…" Chloe wrapped an arm around Beca's waist, who was still in shock from being caught.

"And you thought that it would be possible to hide from your friends?" Aubrey asked. "You all live in the same house. At some point they were gonna notice. I mean, I noticed the way you two looked at eachother yesterday." The blonde crossed her arms. "But if you could just keep your hands and lips away from each other until you get home, that would be great." Aubrey laughed a little (probably the most the Beca had ever seen her smile or laugh) as the pair stepped away from each other

"Chloe… Please say something." Beca said softly, looking over at the older woman.

"I don't know what you want me to say…" Chloe shook her head slowly. "How long have you felt like this?" She asked.

"Honestly…" Beca said looking down at her plate. "A few months. I've just been trying so hard to make it work, but nothing helped." The tiny girl had put her fork down and began fiddling with the hem of her shirt.

"So when we talked about marriage and kids three days ago, that was all just a joke to you?" Chloe asked with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"No… Chlo… Your feelings aren't a joke to me. I want all that someday, I just don't see it with you anymore. I used to imagine our lives 20 years into the future, but now, I can barely imagine a week more." Beca looked down at her plate, feeling Chloe's eyes drilling holes in her scalp. She knew that she couldn't stand looking up at the older woman right now. Beca already knew that the redheads eyes would be filling up with tears, even letting a few of them slip, but Beca couldn't stand to look at the sad face of the woman that she fell in love with.

Chloe excused herself from the table and stood up. She placed her plate besides the sink before she walked into their bedroom. She needed air. The bedroom was big and with enough space, but Chloe still felt trapped. She felt like the was suffocating. The redhead opened the window before she sat down on the bed, pulling her phone out from her pocket. She dialed Aubrey's number and the blonde picked up almost instantly.

"Hey Chlo! What's going on?" Aubrey said cheerfully.

"B-Beca… She… I think that she just broke up with me." Chloe managed to say before she let her tears fall.

"Oh god… Do you need me to come over and murder the dwarf?" Aubrey asked softly.

Chloe laughed a little. "God, no… But can I stay with you? Just until I find another apartment."

"Yes, of course. Do you need me to come pick you up?"

"That would be great. Thank you so much, Bree." Chloe wiped her tears away.

"I'll be there in 30 minutes, sweetie." Aubrey said before she hung up the phone.

Chloe took a deep breath before she grabbed a suitcase from under the bed and filled it with clothes enough to last a while. She didn't want to have to see Beca again soon. Chloe was just closing her suitcase when she heard a knock on the door. Before she had the chance to make it to the front door, Beca had already opened to to find a very pissed off Aubrey. Before Beca could question why the blonde was there, she had taken a step inside and began talking.

"You know, Beca, I never really liked you. I've always know that you weren't good enough for Chloe. But to get a call this late from my best friend who tells me that you've broken up with her? That is just unacceptable." Aubrey placed a finger on Beca's chest, pushing her away.

"Bree." Chloe warned her. "Don't do this right now." She walked past both of them to put on her jacket and shoes.

Beca watched as the redhead passed her with a suitcase. It was obvious that the older woman had been crying, but so had Beca. "Chlo… Where are you going?" She tried to walk over to her, but Aubrey held her back.

"I can't be around you right now, Beca." Chloe said before she left the apartment, heading for the elevator.

"Don't try to come over." Aubrey said as she left. "Chloe will discuss this with you whenever she feels ready."

Beca watched as both women left with the elevator. She went over to the window just to watch them drive away. The tears that she had been holding back for so long, finally fell when she saw Chloe looking up at the window with tears running down her cheeks before getting into Aubrey's car. Beca took a deep breath as she watched them drive away. She didn't think that Chloe would react this way. Usually the older girl was so positive and would always try to fix their problems instead of just running away.

"Chlo…" Aubrey said softly as they both sat on the blonde's couch with a cup of coffee. "Tell me what happend." She took her best friends hand.

"Beca… She… She told me that she didn't feel anything anymore and that she had felt this way for a few months." Chloe took a deep breath, wiping her tears away. "How can she just pretend for so long? We talked about marriage and kids three days ago." The redhead ran a hand through her hair. "She never said anything."

"Beca is an ass. You're too good for her." Aubrey pulled her best friend into a hug, letting Chloe cry on her shoulder. "I never liked her, you know that." The blonde rubbed soothing circles on Chloe's back. After a while, she laid down on the couch with Chloe on top of her as the redhead fell asleep. After a few minutes, Chloe's phone started buzzing and Aubrey slowly picked it up, being careful not to wake her up. She read through a few texts send by Beca.

'Chlo. Please just let me explain.'

'I had so much more to say'

'I know that you're hurt. I understand, but please just talk to me'

'Call me'

'Baby, we need to talk about this'

Aubrey sighed as Chloe's phone started ringing. She got up from the couch, letting Chloe stay asleep as she walked into the kitchen and answered the call

"Chloe, please don't say anything just listen t-"

"Beca, shut up." Aubrey cut her off. "Chloe is sleeping and I'm not gonna wake her up. Anything you want to say?"

Beca took a deep breath. "No… Could you just tell her that I called? Tell her that I want to talk to her." The brunette said before she hung up the phone.

Beca had never been very good at dealing with things. Up until she started dating Chloe, she used to deal with pain and anger by getting drunk or cutting herself. Sometimes both. Chloe had been her life line throughout all those years that they had been together. Beca didn't have plans to tell Chloe what she was doing, but eventually the redhead had found out.

Beca had been having a terrible day. She had skipped her first classes to go talk to her dad and stepmom. She felt that it was about time they knew about her and Chloe. It had gone terrible. Her dad had been screaming at her that being with Chloe would only lead to problems and would only make Beca unfocused. It wasn't Chloe that was the problem, it was that Chloe was a girl. Her dad was uncomfortable with knowing that his only daughter was gay.

When Beca got back to the Bella house, she was alone. Beca slowly walked upstairs to the room that she shared with Chloe and Fat Amy. She searched through her drawers before her fingers found the small razorblade that she had hidden. Beca slowly picked it up and ran her finger along the blade, cutting a little into the skin. She took a deep breath before she went in and positioned herself in the bathtub, letting the small blade run over the skin of her thighs. Beca had always cut her thighs. It was so much easier to hide than arms and Beca always wore long jeans. That's why nobody, not even the other Bellas knew what Beca did when she was alone. Beca winced a little as she continued to run the blade through her skin, creating long red marks and eventually drawing blood. After there was no more room left on her thighs, Beca slowly stood up and cleaned her legs off. Before she had even registered that Chloe had opened the door, she heard the older woman gasp.

"Becs… What are you doing?" Chloe stepped closer to her, but Beca just hid her thighs under a towel. Chloe pulled Beca into a bone crushing hug and held her there even though Beca tried to get free. Chloe kept her arms around Beca until she felt the brunette relax in her arms. "Come here…" She whispered as she helped Beca over to her bed, letting the younger woman sit down. Chloe crouched down in front of her, forcing Beca to look at her. "Beca… Please tell me what's going on." Chloe said softly, taking Beca's hands in hers. "Baby, I want to help you. I won't tell anyone what I just saw." It took a lot of encouraging to get Beca to open up, but when she finally did, she didn't stop again. Beca told Chloe everything. Why she had skipped class, how her father had reacted, the thoughts that were going through her head, why she had a razor blade hidden in her drawer, how long it had been since the last time she used it. Chloe just sat and listened to her. She didn't talk, she just hugged Beca whenever she needed it. That night Chloe cleaned Beca's legs and wrapped them up she she wouldn't get blood on the bed, and then she stayed in Beca's bed, cuddling the smaller girl and trying to make her feel safe. Beca hated that she let herself be vulnerable, but it certainly brought them closer together when Chloe opened up and showed Beca her old scars and told her how she fought it all. This time, Chloe was the one who cried and Beca just hugged her girlfriend and listened to her.

Stacie was the one who found Beca this time. They were best friends and talked every chance they got, so when Beca didn't answer any of Stacie's calls or texts for hours, she started to worry. Stacie let herself in the house with the key she knew was under the doormat. Knowing where the key was, had brought in problems a few times after walking in on Chloe and Beca.

"Beca?" She yelled as she opened the door. "You weren't picking up, so I got worried and decided to just come over." Stacie searched through the house, almost screaming when she opened the bathroom door to find her best friend on the floor in a small pool of her own blood. "Fuck…" She quickly got down on her knees and shook Beca. When the small girl didnt move or respond, Stacie grabbed her phone and called 911 while pressing a cold towel to both of Beca's thighs.

The ambulance came fast. Stacie decided to ride with her since Chloe wasn't home. She sat in the back, holding Beca's hands as tears fell down her cheeks. "Beca… What the hell have you done?" She placed a soft kiss to her hand. When they reached the hospital, Beca was ushered into a room while they left Stacie in the waiting room. She grabbed her phone and quickly found Chloe's number. It took a while before the redhead answered.

"Stacie… Hey, what's up?" Choe yawned, running a hand through her hair.

"Chloe, you need to come to the hospital, right now. Beca tried to kill herself." Stacie managed to get out between sobs. Chloe was suddenly wide awake as she heard those words.

"Shit… I'll be there soon Stacie…" Chloe hung up before she grabbed Aubrey's car keys and drove quickly towards the hospital, afraid that Beca would die before she got there. Chloe had found the smaller girl on the bathroom floor a few times before, but she never had to be taken to the hospital. The redhead was worried sick as she parked the car and rushed into the hospital only to find Stacie still outside the room.

"She's still unconscious." Stacie whispered before the two women hugged each other tightly and cried into each others shoulders. They stood for a while until a doctor approached them.

"Chloe Beale? You're listed as Beca Mitchell's emergency contact." The doctor started and Chloe just nodded. "I need you to come with me for a moment."