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Chapter 22

Aubrey's POV

After finishing our meal Stacie and I left the restaurant, making sure to stop and thank the owners again. We decided to go for a walk around a nearby park before heading back to my apartment. As we walk hand in hand in silence the events from earlier in the night start to weigh on me. I know Stacie wants to talk about what happened and I know I should talk to her about it. She's been so amazing with everything that's happened these last few days. I hate talking about feelings, but if I don't start I know I wont be able to reconnect with Beca and that's the last thing I want. I slowly start to lead Stacie towards a nearby bench to sit down for a while.

Shortly after we sit down I feel myself take a deep breath. I'm ready to talk about it but I'm struggling to find the words. "Stace, I think I'm ready to talk about my dad, but I'm not really sure how…"

"It's ok Bree." She moves closer to me and wraps her arm around my shoulders. "Start wherever you feel most comfortable. I promise I will sit here with you for however long you need. And if you decide you need a break from talking then that's what we'll do. No matter what you need I'll be here for you Bree." She gives me a kiss on the cheek and I instantly start to feel more relaxed.

"You are literally the best girlfriend in the world Stace!" I pull her in for a quick kiss. We then sit for a few more minutes in silence while I figure out where to start. I take another deep breath. "Growing up my parents, mostly my dad, made it extremely clear that they had certain expectations for me and my future. After my mom died, my dad became even more intense. He always expected me to be the best, do my best, and most of the time he made it perfectly clear that my best still wasn't good enough. No matter what. My mom would always praise me on my work even if I didn't win or get an A. But with dad, it was different. Every big accomplishment I did I received backhanded compliments or just plain criticism. No matter how bad he was to me though he was always a million times worse with Beca. Beca was never the best at school and she had interests, like music, that he deemed 'useless' or 'a waste of time and money'. I quickly learned that since I was able to succeed at things that I should always push myself to do better than my best so that my dad would at least not be as mean to me as he is Beca. It also became increasingly obvious as time went on that Beca was gay, and I knew my dad's thoughts on the subject, so when I started to realize my feelings for girls I thought it would be easier to just hide it than to come out. I knew I still liked boys, so I figured I could just pretend the other part of me didn't exist and I wouldn't have to disappoint my dad. I could marry the doctor or lawyer that he would love, we would have a couple kids and that would be that. My dad would finally be happy with me." I realize that I had been staring off into space and turn to look at Stacie. I see tears rolling down her face and quickly become aware of the matching ones on mine.

"Bree, I'm sorry. No child should have to live like that. May I ask what changed your mind?"

"What changed is that I met you. I met you and I couldn't stop thinking about you. When I couldn't suppress my feelings for you I figured if I kissed you then maybe I could get over my feelings, but you see how well that went. The more we got to know each other the more

I realized I couldn't hide it anymore. Then I realized how horrible I was feeling from hiding such a huge part of myself. That led to me realizing how much I do to try and please a man who can never be pleased all while I was hurting myself. I've done so much for my dad and he's done nothing but hurt us. You know Beca has always been there for me and now I did the same thing to her that my dad's been doing to her for her whole life. I should really go apologize to her." I quickly get up off the bench. "Do you think she's still awake? I need to go talk to her right now."

Stacie gets up off the bench. "Woah woah woah. Slow down Bree." Stacie pulls out her phone. "It's almost 10, so she might still be awake. If you want we can head over there now and see if she's up."

"Really Stace? You aren't mad that I'm kind of ruining your night?"

"Bree you in no way ruined my night. It was great! I'm so glad that we were able to have this conversation and you were able to open up to me like that. I love you and I love any time we get to spend together." She pulls me into a hug. We stay holding each other for a few minutes before she lets go. "Now let's go see your sister."

Beca's POV

I don't know how long I've been sleeping for but all of a sudden I am awoken by frantic knocking on my door. I go to get out of bed and find myself closer to the edge than I thought, so instead of gracefully getting up I fall to the ground.

"God Dammit. What the Fuck?!" I slowly try to stand up as the knocking continues. "I'm coming! Calm down!" I get up and grab my phone off my desk to see what time it is. I've only been asleep for about 15 minutes. "Uggghhhhh" I look over and see Chloe laying in my bed. I momentarily forgot she was there. Even though I yelled at whoever is at my door the knocking hasn't stopped. I make my way over to the door and yank it open. "What?!" I yell. I am greeted by a fist almost hitting me in the face. I look up to see the fist is connected to Aubrey, Stacie is standing close behind her. I see her mouth a sorry to me. "Bree?"

Before I could say anything else I am pulled into a bone crushing hug from my sister. "Bree… You're squeezing me too tight. Can't…. Breathe….." After a couple more seconds I feel her let go of me.

"Beca, I am soo soo sorry. I was horrible to you." Aubrey rushes out as soon as she lets go of me.

"Bree, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said the things I said to you. I didn't mean any of it. None of it was true."

"No Bec, you were right. I am like Dad. I shouldn't have come out if I wasn't ready and it isn't your fault. I want us to reconnect and I want us to have a great relationship. Especially since Dad doesn't seem to be coming around anytime soon... especially after what I said to him tonight." I barely hear the last part because she mumbles it out.

"Bree what do you mean tonight? Did you go see Dad?" I see Aubrey's face fall and she looks like she is about to cry. "Here why don't you guys come in and sit down and we can talk." I lead them into the room. Chloe must've woke up at some point and is now sitting on the bed. Stacie and I join Chloe on the bed and Aubrey sits down in my desk chair. After a few minutes Aubrey starts to talk.

"So today Stace and I were going on a date and we were waiting to be seated at the restaurant and Dad was there and we got into a huge fight right there." I see Aubrey pause and take some deep breaths so she can continue her story.

After about 10 minutes of Aubrey trying to explain what happened and Stacie filling in some details and comforting Aubrey, Chloe and I finally find out all of what happened tonight. I am at a total loss of words. It takes me a good 5 minutes to figure out something to say to her.

"Bree, I'm so sorry. Dad is an asshole. I am really proud of you for finally standing up for yourself though. Also in case it wasn't clear I forgive you and I love you. You will always have me Bree. No matter what happens nothing will come between us again."

"Thanks Becs. I love you too. We don't need Dad, we'll be fine without him. Maybe even happier." I chuckle at this, which causes Aubrey to laugh. Soon we are laughing hysterically for no real reason.

"Ummm are you guys good?" I hear Chloe ask with a concerned look on her face.

"Honestly Chlo? I feel better than I've felt in years!" Aubrey manages out with a huge grin on her face.