𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘤𝘦 ; 𝘊𝘩𝘭𝘰𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦

chapter thirty five

CHLOE'S POV:

I was back in my dorm room. So soon. But there was no reason for me to stay at the hospital any longer. I was fine. Physically. I was fine. Emotionally. Well.. I had to bleed out my baby. The blood would be a little darker so I shouldn't worry about that. Now I was alone. I was back in my dorm. I used to love not having a roommate, being by myself when I just wanted a little time to recharge my social batteries after doing Bella things all day. Now.. now it was just lonely without y/n to fill it up.

Y/n..

There's so many things I wanted to say about that girl. Both good and bad. My heart and my mind were in two different places and I wasn't sure which one to follow. To be honest, my judgment was a little clouded and it was probably best I didn't choose between them. Why did this have to happen?

Why..

If things always happened for a reason then what was the reason for this? A sign that we're not ready? Maybe.. My mind was racing with so so many thoughts, most of them leading back to y/n and I cursed myself for letting me feel with my heart. I told myself not to choose between them. I couldn't.

The curve of my palms fell against my stomach as I pictured what it would be like to feel the baby kick. How amazing it would seem to watch my stomach grow with my future son or daughter. My eyes welled up with hot tears that dripped onto my face before sliding down and onto my pillow.

I loved you little one.. So much.

Aubrey walked into my dorm with all my favorite snacks when I'm on my period and I couldn't help but tear up.

"Oh, honey." Aubrey frowned, giving me puppy dog eyes. She climbed into my bed and pulled me into a much needed hug. I hugged her back and took a breath before pulling away from the hug and scooting over some.

"Thanks for these.." I gestured towards the snacks.

"Thought they might help." Aubrey smiled softly, "You wanna talk about anything?"

I sighed, lowering my eyes and shaking my head. I didn't wanna talk about it. About any of it because I knew as soon as I opened my mouth everything was going to start spilling out. There were a couple girly screams outside my window followed by some loud talking and it startled me.

"What the hell was that?" Aubrey huffed, getting up with me as we both looked out the window. Our eyes landed on my girlfriend who was surrounded by at least four girls and one guy, all talking at once and shoving their phones in her face wanting pictures.

"People have no respect. And saying that doesn't change how I feel about y/n. She's still a dick." The blonde woman said, leaving the window and started taking the snacks out of the bag.

"Yeah.." I trailed off, voice quiet as I watched my girlfriend take pictures and sign photos.

Eventually it all got to me and I couldn't hold it back anymore. Crocodile tears started streaming out of my eyes and I couldn't breathe through my nose anymore. Slowly I turned towards Aubrey, body racking with sobs as I sat down on my bed.

"I don't think y/n and I are gonna be okay." I looked up at my friend through teary eyes.

YOUR POV:

The fans left, happy with their pictures and their autographs while I was here stumbling around a little bit as my eyes tried to adjust after the blinding camera lights. When I wasn't seeing spots anymore, I let myself relax some and slowed my walk down towards the snack shops open when my phone began ringing. Quickly I looked at the caller ID before pressing the green button.

"Hey, Travis." I spoke.

"Hey, blond don." Travis said and I couldn't help but laugh a little, "How ya doing? How's your girl?"

"Uh... you know I'd rather not talk about it right now." I sniffled, "Chloe's fine. Well.. it's um, it's complicated."

"But she is good?" Travis asked softly.

I nodded my head but then forgot he couldn't see me, "Yeah, when I'm not around she's good. She's good."

"Where are you right now?" The drummer asked. In the background I could hear Kourtney ask if he was talking to me, and when he replied yes she decided to say hello.

"Hey y/n!" Kourtney greeted warmly.

"Hey, Kourtney. And I'm at the store buying snacks for Chloe. I'm gonna hangout with her in her dorm." I told them before mumbling under my breath, "If she'll let me."

"Why?" I continued on, starting to grab all of Chloe's favorite snacks and drinks.

"Just wanted to make sure you weren't doing anything stupid is all. That sounds nice, I hope she likes it. I'll let you go, kid."

"Have a good night y/n." Kourtney wished me and I did the same to be polite before the line went silent.

Once I was done grabbing everything, I went up to the counter and the cashier started ringing everything up. He told me my total, said he really liked my song and then wished me a goodnight. I gave him a smile and for the sake of being nice, offered to take a picture and sign something. When that was all done, I left and slowly made my way towards the dorms when my phone started going off again.

This time it was Megan. Megan Fox was calling me.. so I didn't dream up getting her number.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure of your call?" I joked.

Megan giggled softly, "I'm bored. Thinking of some late night pizza and movies."

"Sounds amazing." I breathed.

"I can come pick you up. Your girlfriend could come even." She offered.

"Thanks but uh.. Now isn't really the best time." I said, getting a little choked up.

"You okay, Rockstar?"

"Yeah.. no.. no I'm not." I shook my head as my eyes welled up with hot tears.

Megan became a little more serious as she spoke and I got the feeling she would be here if I asked, "What's going on? Do you want me to come and sit with you?"

"No, no you don't have to go and do all that." I sniffled.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

No..

"Chloe-We uh, we lost the baby.." I spoke out, finding it easy to talk to the actress.

CHLOE'S POV:

My eyes were stinging, my heart ached in my chest and I had damn near used an entire box of tissues already.

"Do what you think is best. You know my feelings on it." Aubrey said before the door to my room opened and my breath caught in my throat when it was y/n.

She stood in my doorway with an awkward look on her face, "Umm.. I brought some snacks. Your favorite snacks actually. I was hoping that maybe we could talk?"

Y/n held up the bag of snacks in her hand and I was amazed by how much fit in there without it ripping apart. Looking closer at the woman I could tell that she had been crying and it made my heart ache some but I couldn't let my feelings get in the way right now.

"Yeah. We can talk." 

a/n: sorry for taking forever on this chapter. Chloe and y/n get to talk next chapter so let's see how things play out for them. maybe it won't all be bad. 

what are your thoughts on Megan and Y/n? 

also just released another song on soundcloud called "Reject High" pretty good summer bop. if you want to check it out, here's the link: https://soundcloud.com/morgan-johnson-699986594/reject-high-prod-skgotthesauce?si=d648f383066343d493c3b5bd54437cfb&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

thanks for reading! i love you <3