𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]

Part 18 - Here for that lady

Rebecca

'' Can't keep up with the morning routine can you?'' 

A voice from a distance slightly away from me sounded. It was familiar that I know where I ended up to, just hearing that voice early in the morning.

"Freen'' 

I mumbled before turning into my back to sneak in some few minutes sleep. My body still feels tired from the events that had happened yesterday. It was tiring yet fun though. I had the chance to have a few words with her while she is who she naturally is.

''Please get up now, we're gonna be late''  

Ah right, Monday and a typical class days for them. I don't have the energy to get up and socialize when I haven't had a single clue on how to take back things the way it is. Last night, I had my camera set up again in my room's door and a set of note saying;

  Patricia, don't ever mess up with my reality if you don't want me to mess up yours. Don't do stupid things if you may. If you decide to go to the agency since I know that you've been in there twice, don't do unnecessary things that will make people think I'm insane. I will not beg because I know who you are. I am saying this, as one who also possesses your body - - let's be fair enough. 

I wonder if she even had her eyes in the note nor the mess she made of my room. These days, I'm starting to hate mornings because of what turns out the moment dawn breaks from the sky. I hate going back to my body, taking all the blame from chaos I haven't stepped a single strand to.

''Then what are you supposed to do here alone?'' I feel her sat in the edge of my not so ever visible bed. I'm not going not because I don't want to go to their school but I just hate the idea of pretending like someone I am not. I'm not used on the way she do her things in their school and I don't want people to notice nor point that out. It'll just worsen the situation more. 

'' Probably gonna sleep forever"

''That's not the likes of you Pat'' she quoted.

''And it's not the likes of you to meddle with my life''  

Right after those words I realize how bad of an answer that is. I never thought it would slip of my mouth that easy. Gracious! Rebecca what's going on with you?

''Oh, I'm s-sorry. Food's already prepared in the table. Please do eat and take care of yourself''  her voice sounded disappointed and it's all because of my rudeness. The problems I'm thinking about went into my head that I made it affect my way of thinking.

''Wait Freen, I'm sorry - - -