Freen's POV
I'm still curious about the Armstrong Villa so I messaged Kirk to investigate about it. I forwarded the location Becky sent me to Kirk and asked him to get every information he can get about the Villa.
Suddenly she shared personal information about herself so it's only right to share personal information of mine. I'm hesitant to return the favor back but I can clearly see that she's desperately waiting for my response and so I did. "For the mission, for my family. I'll open a door for you. I'll do anything, I'll risk everything just to finish my final retribution "
We sat on the sofa together while doing the activity we both wanted without disturbing each other. The silence hits differently, her presence is so comforting and peaceful "I've never felt like this before. Not for the past 10 years".
I missed this feeling so I'm savoring every moment of it. I looked at her beautiful smile and I could hear my heartbeat. "It's so quiet that I can hear my heartbeat" She looked back at me and she smiled wider which made my heart beats faster. "What the hell, am I having a panic attack?"
Becky POV
The movie is about to end when I feel that someone is looking at me. I looked at her and smiled even more. I saw her eyes widened for a second but it quickly vanished.Becky: You ok?
Freen: (cold voice) Yup. It's just been very quiet for awhile.
Becky: (laughing) What do you want to do then?
I saw her change her position to face me and straighten her back putting all her focus on me.
Freen: (serious tone) Ask me anything.
Becky: so you can mock me again?
Freen: (shaking head) No. I wont. I promise. Ask.
"Geez. So bossy but she always answers directly to me. Like she doesn't think before speaking or roam around the bush. She just blurt the truth out"
Becky: What's your favorite color?
Freen: Dark colors especially black mostly black.
Becky: (confused) Really? Just black, Why?
She gave me the poker face and just looked at me for a while indicating that she doesn't want to answer. "Right. it's my turn to answer. I should answer before asking"
Becky: (clears throat) I mean, I love bright colors mostly pink. I love pink because it's a calming color and it's associated with love kindness and femininity. so why black?
Freen: (blank face) I love it because it can hide or mask something that is filthy or nasty without attracting much attention. For example blood, or tomato ketchup or water, or juice or wine. It won't be noticed.
Becky: Ahhhh, Okay. Now it's your turn to ask me a question.
Freen: (touching her chin) Right. Hmmmmmm.
"She really is businessminded. Whatever I give she sends it back like she doesn't want to be indebted to anyone. But she's really deep. Every question I asked she answered so deeply."
Freen: (serious) What do you hate most about your body?
Becky:(thinking) hmmmm. I hate my brain.
Freen: (giggled) is it because you're stupid Armstrong?
Becky: (laughing while waving her hand in the air) No. No. No. It's because it's weak. It can't handle too much stress and it's very sensitive. It might shut down if pushed too much. Sometimes it forgets information that should be remembered and remembers the thing that should be forgotten. How about you?
Freen: (smiled sadly) My eyes. My eyes constantly betrays me. It doesn't listen to my command, it doesn't listen to my brain. I find it hard to control it which is very frustrating.
The question and answer portion continued. We listen to each other's answer intently. Both of us are determined to know each other.
We laughed, and we teased along the conversation and we did not notice the time. It was already midnight when I felt sleepy.
Becky: (yawning) PFreen. It's midnight already. I don't want this to end but I'm feeling sleepy.
Freen: (smiled) Me too, but it's ok we still have tomorrow. Let's go sleep. I'll take you to your room.
She assisted me to my room by holding my hands gently which makes my heart flutter. She was about to leave when I grabbed her arms to make her face me. She looked at me confusedly and I kissed her cheek and said my gudnyt before closing the door.
Freen's POV
As soon as she kissed my cheeks my body was awakened. My face suddenly got hot and I could hear my heart beating to my ears. I touched my chest to calm it down. "Fuck! Why does my heart suddenly beats faster. Is something wrong with me?. This is not normal. I need to call Lisa."I went inside my room and scanned every conrner to check for hidden camera or audio recorder. The room is clear so I dialed Lisa's number.
Lisa: (annoyed voice) What?! Do you know what time it is? It's freaking 12:42am. A!M!. Normal people like me are sleeping during that hour.
Freen: I think something's wrong with me.
Lisa: (shock and worried voice) What? How? What happened are you hurt again? Please tell me the symptoms.
Freen: My heart. Suddenly it beats faster and louder more than the usual.
Lisa: Does it hurt when it suddenly beats like that? Are you sure that it's not because of your panic attack?
Freen: (thinking) No. My hand is not sweating but I can feel the rise of temperature on my body. I don't feel shortness of breath when my heart is beating faster and louder. I feel nervous when it happens.
Lisa: It seems like it's not that serious. Come home immediately and we will conduct a test. For now tell me when or what you're doing before you feel the symptoms you just told me.
Freen: I will. Thanks Lisa.
I'm relieved to know that my condition is not that serious. I can't afford to get sick right now. Rule #4. I need to be more careful.
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My Retribution
FanfictionFreen is an Ice queen that possesses incredible knowledge and strength. She did everything just to penetrate into the life of the Armstrong to avenge the death of her family. This is where she met Rebecca Armstrong a good hearted jolly women that ca...