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Sometimes Emily doesn't mind how invasive her girlfriends (really just Chloe) are with her songs; she shares every lyric with them and always makes sure they're the first ones to hear every finished chorus or verse or even a newly added chord change or changing one word to another. Other times is a different story.
This is one of those other times.
Or atleast.... was.
"Pictures in my mind on replay
I'm gonna touch the pain away
I know how to scream my own name
Scream my name"
Chloe slammed the song book closed, processing what she'd just read. She paused for a moment before setting the song book back in the now unlocked drawer (Emily had left the key in the hole, you can't have expected Chloe to have left the thing alone), closing it calmly as she sat on their shared bed.
"Did I just read what I thought I just read." Chloe thought aloud, the realisation of the hidden meaning behind the words hitting her like a frying pan to the back of her head. "I just ready Emily's own lady jam." She whispered before yanking the drawer open, grabbing the song book and bolting down the stairs.
She knew Emily was out for lunch with her mum and wouldn't be back till later so she really didn't need to be discreet about her discovery; this resulted in her running into the sitting room yelling her head off, bringing out - what Beca so lovingly calls - her "crackhead nature". Chloe's just lucky that only the four of them are currently staying in the Bella's house during the holiday.
"STACE! BECS!" Chloe slides into the kitchen, finding Beca sitting at the island, her giant headphones on as she bobs her head to the beat. She rushes towards the brunette, slamming the song book on the table causing the shorter girl to shriek - the ramen noodle previously dangling from her mouth falling back into the bowl - and almost fall off the chair.
"Dude!" She exclaims, sliding her headphones off and removing her hand from her chest. "What the fuck Chloe?" She exhales before her eyes catch the packet ramen she had made (or what Chloe calls poison wrapped in plastic) and then Chloe's wide panicked eyes. "I know what this looks like, but I swear this-" she gestures to the noodles "-was a one time-"
"Beca! This is not about your eating habits - though we will return to that subject - this is about this!" She waves the song book in Beca's face and the brunette frowns in a confused manner.
"A book?" She confirms, Chloe nodding and her wild eyes flashing like ambulance lights, honestly Beca felt tempted to call an ambulance as she was 99% sure Chloe was having some sort of stroke. "Baby are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine!" Chloe groans, slamming the book down. "I just don't know if this is fine!"
"Jeez, what's with all the yelling?" Stacie asks, stopping in her tracks as she finds Chloe leaning close to Beca, a notebook clutched tight in her fist, with wide crazy eyes and Beca wearing a slightly frightened look. Stacie paused as she set her coffee mug on the island.
"If this is a new role play thing we're trying out-"
"Why is that the first idea that comes to mind." Beca says, squinting her eyes slightly.
"Looked kinky." Stacie winks. She then looks at Chloe, her eyes wide and shining in - what looked like - panic, before hesitantly walking over. "Chlo?" She asks, cautious as if Chloe may explode at any given moment.
"Read." Chloe states, opening the page that she had read earlier. Stacie raises an eyebrow but does as told, pushing her reading glasses down from where they were resting on her head.
Beca looks at Stacie to try read her expression; she wanted desperately to see what on earth in Emily's song book -
"Wait." Beca interrupted. "Chloe, you read Emily's private song book?" The expression that Chloe's face morphed into could only be described as a 'child who had just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar'.
"Maybe..." Chloe mumbles, Beca gaping at her. "The key was in the lock! What did you expect me to do!?"
"I dunno... maybe respect the fact that Emily doesn't want to share those with us. It's called boundaries, Beale." Beca sighed, exasperated.
"Beca, baby, you and me both know I have no sense of boundaries." Chloe giggled. "We discovered that when I bursted into your shower." And the redhead had the nerve to smirk.
After a beat of silence, Beca just opening her mouth in an attempt to respond despite feeling flustered as hell, Stacie closes the song book calmly. The green eyed girl's lips are pursed as she holds the book between her palms, nodding her head slowly.
"So..." Beca starts, trying desperately to decode something from Stacie's blank facial expression. "Dp you mind if I-" She reaches for the book slowly, Stacie looking deep in thought, "-I mean, i haven't read it yet so I have no clue-"
"Titanium has nothing on this Chloe." Stacie smirks, letting out a laugh.
"Are you seriously missing the point here?!" Chloe gapes. "Also we have no idea what the beat of this song could be or how it's actually meant to be sung - but I so love these lyrics and-"
"HOLD ON." Beca speaks up. "Are you telling me Emily wrote a lady jam?" Beca says slowly, remembering how Chloe spoke about titanium during their shower incident.
"Yes, duh, keep up Becs." Chloe says quickly before turning back to Stacie.
"I had no idea what was going on???" Beca exclaims, snatching the book and reading the lyrics.
"I mean, we could be misinterpreting the words??" Chloe mutters, pacing the kitchen floor and playing with the bracelet on her wrist. "Maybe it's a song about female empowerment!"
"Jesus Chloe, I thought you'd be a bit more chill about this, being little miss masturbation after all." Stacie smirks, her eyes shifting over to Beca who frowns at the song book. "What do you think Mitchell."
"Does this mean we're not...like...y-you know..." Beca mumbles.
"I really don't."
"Dude, ugh." Beca groans, shoving her head in her hands. "You know. Are we just not...doing it...for her anymore?" She mutters, the tint of insecurity in her voice obvious.
"There's no way." Stacie scoffs. "I mean, look at me. I practically can make anyone orgasm with a look." Stacie winks and Beca groans again. "I mean, picture it, all three of us going down on her isn't doing it for her?" Stacie laughs but Beca can't help but feel uneasy still at the thought. "Chloe, baby, what do you think?"
Chloe hasn't stopped pacing, muttering things to herself.
"If Chloe were presently sane or mentally on earth at the present moment she definitely would have backed me." Stacie states before noticing her girlfriend's uneasiness. "Beca, don't worry." She says, her voice softer as she places her hand on Beca's cheek. "It's definitely not that. Let's just say your fingers aren't just good for being a DJ." She winks as Beca's face flushes. Stacie then leans in and places a gentle kiss on the blue eyed girl's lips, Beca sighing and smiling.
"Do we ask her when she gets home?" Chloe speaks suddenly, the two brunettes looking over at her. "Is this something we talk about?"
"Oh yeah, totally go up to her and say, 'oh hey Em! So we - sorry, Chloe - read your private song book because Chloe over there has no boundaries'." Beca rolls her eyes.
"Oh and we totally read your song about masturbation so now we're going to have a nice long talk about that." Stacie adds. "Chloe, calm down."
"Chloe, just put the book back." Beca sighs as Chloe begins to pick it up to - most likely - flip through it more. "I have this insane little theory that we weren't supposed to read it in the first place!" Beca gasps, placing a dramatic hand over her mouth.
"You're right, I'm just being dramatic and protective of Emily." Chloe sighs, falling on to a nearby chair. "I'm just a little shocked."
"Well at least we never had to have 'a talk' about it." Stacie shrugged, placing a comforting kiss on Chloe's head.
"Oh my god, imagine how awkward Beca would be." Chloe giggled, Beca frowing, her face flushed in embarrassment. "Don't even try to deny it honey." Chloe grins, leaning up and pecking Beca on the lips gently.
"Well no one would ever willingly want to have a talk about masturbation with their girlfriend!" Beca says defensively.
"And why are we talking about masturbation?" Emily suddenly asks, entering the kitchen and dropping her backpack on the floor.
Chloe then quickly shoves the song book on to her chair behind her back, Stacie hides her smirk behind a mug of coffee at Emily's comment and Beca's face flushes pink.
"What did I just walk into?" Emily frowns, her lips jutting out into a pout as she searches all three of her girlfriends' slightly guilty expressions for clues. "What did I miss?"
"Nothing." They respond in unison.
"Right..." Emily mumbles, unzipping her backpack and taking out her textbook.
"I'm going to do some work," Emily chirps, "oh and Chlo, when you're done with my songbook do you mind just put it back in the drawer? Thanks!"