𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]

Part 10 - Believe me

Rebecca

"Oh, uhm good m-morning Miss Freen. Uh Bec, I think I'll have to excuse myself first." Non exclaimed, making his way towards the door. I tried to stop him but he insisted on going out.

I don't want to be left alone here with Freen. I still don't have the courage to face her about what happened yesterday.

"Miss Armstrong" she started after Non left the area. The way she mentioned my name made me panic. Something in her voice makes me want to freeze in my position.

"Y-yes Miss?" I stuttered, refusing to meet her stares. She sat in her swivel chair with her chin above her clasped hands. That's it, it's her bossy mode. It's making me fold into pieces.

"Do you have any idea about what happened?" she uttered slowly putting weight on everything that she said. I gulped from the first question she had opened up. My knees are trembling as the tension rises in the room.

"Y-yes Miss- - -

" Freen" she corrected. Her voice sounded resonant that my body becomes tense. Like what I've always known, she rarely talks casually and when she does, it's either she's happy or having it awful.

"Do you know how that disturbance became controversial not just in our agency but for Heng's as well?'' she steeple the tips of her fingers. I can't think of a way to answer her questions , my head's gone empty and agitation is making it worse.

''I don't know what happened Freen - -

''How can you say so?'' her voice turned dead and just by looking at her expression, I know that she's disappointed. ''The last time I remembered was when you had a commercial with Mr. Heng. That's all I swear to God'' I elaborated. Her face remained steady, looking like she's analyzing my whole being.

I would never get tired of saying that I'm not aware of what happened even if I say it persistently- - - I don't care as long as they'll believe me. This may turn out as some sort of misunderstanding though, and that head locking thing that I've done, may spark some issues. I mean the agency might file a lawsuit against me. Now that's making me panic even more than I felt just about a few seconds ago.

''Freen please, just believe me. I am that person, yes , but I'm not aware of it and I can't do that thing to Mr. Heng left alone to you and I know that you, miss, is aware of that.'' I stirred from where I stood. I can't bear to have a bad record at this work, it's the only thing that's making me continue my studies. Yes, my parents work their backs to support our family but I don't want to be a burden to them and this is the only thing that's saving me from it.

''You don't need to worry about Heng, I already talked to him about that.'' She stood up from where she sat and went right in front of her cabinet, making her fingers run through every detail of the frame. ''It was unexpected, I have no idea what pushed you to do that''

'' I don't k-know either way'' my hand kept on fidgeting. I'm grateful that she talked to Mr. Heng about that incident but it keeps on bugging me. What if I ruined her image because of that? or what if issues will arise? Media is out of control these days and will make everything controversial even if it's not supposed to.

''You don't know? What kind of reason is that?'' She stopped at another desk and sat on it. I've never been so weak before, unless it's her I'm in front of. ''A valid reason Freen. Maybe I was just half awake or something happened in me but that's all I can prove.'' my eyebrows twitched from the moment. I can no longer expect that she'll have my explanations.

I can't share the thing that I just said to Non, maybe it'll appear so unrealistic for her she might think that I'm in some sort of lunacy. And maybe she's gonna have the same reaction as him. That's just too much and on the other hand, I have nothing yet to prove what I imagined had happened in yesterday's timeline.

''You look like you're hiding something'' she gave a glance at my direction, making me feel like I was struck in a bit. My eyes can't take a hold of her stares. Hiding and not telling a single word is somewhat different and what I'm doing is the latter. It's not that I am hiding the Patricia and Freen thing, it's just that I refuse to tell her about them. I bet she's not gonna trust me in any way.

''Look at me'' she ordered. She went down from the table and is taking a few steps towards my direction. The silence in the atmosphere and the sound of her clicking heels emphasizing in the floor is making my heartbeat rise. She's getting nearer.

''Are you sure you're telling me the truth?'' I gazed at her blank face before nodding my head in response. I'm telling the truth - - - - at least I know that I am telling the truth. ''What if your actions affect my image? What would you do about that?'' her hand held my chin, making me look at her wondering eyes. Those questions... Those are the things I am afraid of. I don't know what to do to compensate for the nuisance.

''I'm s-sorry. I won't d-do that again'' I gasped. She let go of my chin and turned her back away from me. As she did that, I can see from her swinging hand that it left a bruise mark , the hand that I've seen myself pulling harshly in that video.

''You need to rest. I'll handle this'' she exclaimed as she went back to her seat. I felt guilty feeling rising in my system. I think I caused that bruise. ''Is t-that bruise from yesterday?'' I pointed to her left arm which she had her eyes on.

''Yeah, don't worry about that. You can have a day off and please do take care of yourself''

I did not continue interrogating her about what exactly happened. I do feel sorry about it, it's making me feel guilty even if I am not. She's paying attention to reading a magazine so it's better for me to excuse myself and do what she says. Maybe I need a rest.

I slowly walked towards the door and before I eventually stepped myself out, something in me had the urge to mumble ''Please believe me''