𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]

Part 12 - What if

Rebecca

My head started feeling like it's swirling around the moment I tried to move an instant from my bed.

It's morning. The blinding rays of the sun reach through the window, flashing its light in my skin. I don't have much to do other than getting up in this bed and try to start my morning routine the usual way.

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling for a moment. The strange color of the view reminded me of somewhere I didn't expect I would be.

FUDGE!

I AM BACK??

I immediately stood up from the bed to check the things around me. It's still the same as the first time I stepped in. The moving paintings, the table, the motorcycle and Freen?!!!!

"You're finally awake" she leaned on the wall infront of me with her arms crossed. She plastered a smile on her face before walking towards me, planting soft kisses in my head.

"W-what was that?" I tilted my head to look at her, shocked with what she just did. Now this is another mysterious thing, waking up on another body and waking up to this type of Freen.

"Kisses obviously? Why? Do you want me to... give it on your lips instead?" her gaze went down from my eyes down to my lips. Oh no you're kidding me.

"AHHHHH STAY AWAY YOU PERVERT!" I stood up in the corner of the room, lifting my arms up and readying myself once she continued on what she's planning to do.

"I know how to throw punches Freen and I won't hesitate on knocking one inyo you" I exclaimed, making her giggle from a distance.

She slowly moved some steps closer towards me, still having a smile on her face. Oh God what is she up to?

My heartbeat started to rise as she went closer, dropping the smile with her gaze glued in my direction. She leaned closer to me, stopping at exactly the moment when her lips were an inch in mine. Her distance is letting me smell her unexplainably familiar lilac scent.

"Oh really? Then try me" she whispered in her breath. My body seems like it was cemented thick in my position, I can't move an inch because if I do, I'll land right at her lips. My heart is beating louder than earlier, as I was confused with her actions.

"Kidding, let's have breakfast first. You look like your blood was drained out from you." She pinched the tip of my nose and distanced herself from me.

Right after she did all those things, she'll tell me to have breakfast with her as if it didn't mean something else?

"You look cute in that position, like a hamster cupped in the hands" a smile then again curved in her lips as she started to walk back.

"Come on now, breakfast is ready" she said before leaving out of the door.

I held my chest and took a heavy sigh of relief. That almost took my soul out. She's different, different from the Freen I have...

Wait, is this right? I am back in this environment again?? So it basically means that I'm gonna go berserk unconsciously again???

Goodness, I can't bear to make the same kind of mistake because for sure I might get kicked out of the company for too much nuisance. Oh please take me back to my real consciousness.

I slapped myself hard on the left side, trying to wake myself up in case I am locked in another dream again. I did it on the other cheek but I didn't get anything. Just numb cheeks and vanishing hope. I hope things get right when I wake up again.

With nothing left to do other than resisting to live in this body, I followed Freen to the dining area where I had a glimpse of her, putting plates on the table.

Now that I had a look at her face from where I stand, the details on her face seem to be different from earlier. Her eyes look tired and sad and a frown is drawn all over.

I stayed in my position for a bit, analyzing her actions and how great it must be to have someone who cooks for you just after you got out of bed. How great it'll be to have someone by your side to have breakfast with you and share some thoughts together. That's a life I always wanted and I'm witnessing it right in front of my eyes.

"Hey, how long have you been in there?" she stopped from placing utensils beside my plate after she had a view of me in the entrance of the area.

"Not that long. You c-can cook?" I went near to the table, standing opposite to her with my hands in the peak of the chair. She nodded and gestured me to sit in front. I keep on stuttering whenever I see her face, like the things that she's been doing are literally a bit different from the one I know who looks like her. She's like one of a kind.

"How was your sleep?" she asked, putting an egg on my plate. The foods in the table are of different varieties but are just an equal amount for the both of us.

"I don't know because I am asleep?" I replied, taking in some bacon on my plate. She let out a laugh upon my answer. "You're funny Pat. I never knew you could joke like this" she went back into eating after saying those.

Right, I am Patricia again and I need to act fierce to avoid them from noticing. It's my second time around here, I am still in shock with waking up in this environment but am somehow getting a grope on how things work out.

This Freen right here is nice in another way, I've noticed that she's into teasing Patricia a lot which I also feel whenever she does those things meant for Patricia. She's a kind person, probably and is a bubbly one- - laughing at everything as a joke. The way she approaches me, which she thinks of as Pat makes me feel like something is going on between them. She's done a few things that friends don't usually do, maybe some but it's just too questionable for me.

Like putting food on my plate, giving those kisses and the teasing thing - - - it doesn't feel right for me because I am not Patricia and the point of her, not knowing that I am a different consciousness in this body will probably make her freak out. I don't want them to have a conflict with each other though I don't really know that much about them. Even if this is just a continuous dream or what, still if there's something in between them, I don't want to ruin that so as long as I can, I need to properly do things and just go with the flow.

She's just so good, she smells nice, a genius as what they've said and a total head turner for her visuals - - - she's too perfect.

If I continue doing this... If I continue pretending to be Patricia and if I continue going with how she expresses things what if...

What if things turn out differently? What if I get attached to her???