Confessions of a Mafia

Chapter Seven

Becca

"So, you're not gonna have dinner just because you want her to feel bad?" Irin asked, her face contorting in disapproval over my decision. Perhaps, she finds it ridiculous. When I gave it a thought, I'm also finding my reaction a little over the top which frustrates me even further. I have video called my friend an hour later after my argument with Freen to vent my annoyance towards the latter.

"Is it too much?" I asked, suddenly feeling ashamed.

"Girl to be honest, the answer is a big yes! I wouldn't starve myself to death just because my guardian treats me like a kid! Well... unless I have a crush on the person, then the overreaction might be acceptable I guess, but friend the woman is way older than you so I think it is just right for her to treat you as such."

A deafening silence has befell upon us. Currently sitting on my bed in a lazy manner, I placed my head on the bed's headboard and stared at the ceiling of my room as I process my friend's response.

"Oh sh*t!"

We both exclaimed as I straightened my back to sit in an upright position and stared wide eyed at the screen of my laptop which is resting on my lap.

"Don't tell me..." Irin said but stopped, then narrowed her eyes in suspicion much to my dread. My neck and face heating up all of a sudden.

"No! No! No! It's not like that!" I immediately countered because I'm fully embarrassed the way Irin is looking at me in a teasing manner.

"Like what? I haven't even said a word yet!" Was her reply but she was casting me a grin which says it all.

"I don't have a crush on her!" I blurted out eagerly which she didn't buy as Irin just plastered a disbelieving facial expression.

"Girl, it's okay. It's just me! No need to be so defensive about this. I'm not shock at all to know that you have a little crush on her. In fact, who wouldn't? Even I, find our Professor Freen very attractive." Irin said while giggling.

"Is it normal?" I eventually said as I recovered from my nervous breakdown.

"I believe so, remember when I told you about Lisa Manoban of black pink? Girl, she is literally my ultimate girl crush!" Irin gushes.

I frowned. Is it the same? I understand that my friend is a die hard fan and she likes Lisa so much, but the woman is a celebrity. Freen is not. And most certainly, you don't get sexually aroused by someone who you treat as an idol. My hands became clammy when the mere thought of how my body reacted towards Freen's proximity earlier today returned on my mind.

"Hey, you okay there?" Irin asked, her smile was already gone. She looks worried now.

"Yeah... yup I am." I said, yet it's the exact opposite of what I'm feeling at the moment. Though I badly wanted to tell to my friend what's really bothering me, I just couldn't let it out yet in the open. Not even to her. Maybe, this crazy emotion I'm experiencing will fade away soon. It's just a little crush anyway, as Irin would like to put it. Then so be it.

"Becky, don't stress yourself just because of the way Freen treats you. If the woman opts to take care of you like a younger sister or like a baby, isn't that so much better? At least the woman is not a scary one like what we initially thought." Irin said, encouraging me the way she always do when I'm feeling down.

I let my doubts subside as I take in her advice, yet there is still a nagging voice inside my head which tell me otherwise. Is it really better if Freen treats me this way?

How would you like her to treat you then?

I shook my head to vanish the agonising thought, not wanting to cross that bridge yet.