My Retribution

Part 23

Becky's POV
The class started and I want to use my right hand because it's my dominant hand and I want to take notes. But Freen is still holding it. I was about to remove it when I saw Freen smiling and playing with my fingers like a kid playing with her new toy. "She's so cute. It's okay. I can manage using only my left hand."

I wasn't able to take down notes and I struggle everytime I try to reach for something or someone. She will glare at me with her poker face when she feels that I'm fidgeting. So I just stopped moving

Lunch time and here she is clinging to me. She's taller but her head is laying on my shoulder and we're walking.

Freen: (whisper) Let's ditch the gang and eat together somewhere.

Becky: where are we going?

Freen: (smile) You'll see.

I got excited because I missed her so much and I want some alone time with her. I smiled and nod at her.

Freen: (faced the gang with blank face) I'm just going somewhere and I need Becky. We will be back but don't wait for us. 

The gang looked at each other like they knew we wanted to be alone so they agreed.

We grabbed a to go lunch and we went to the School Gym. "Gym? I thought we're going somewhere special?"

Freen: (smiling) This is where I go when I feel like being suffocated.

Becky: (confused) A Gym? Why?

Freen: Not literally a Gym. When I feel suffocated unable to breath and want to calm myself down. I want to be in a place that is bright and wide. It feels better. It gives me comfort.

Becky: (nodding) Ahhhhh. I see. Ok.

She held my hand again and she kissed it gently.

Freen: (sincere) I'm sorry, if I hurt you in anyway Becky. When I saw your tears and heard your voice saying your hurting. It hurts me more that I couldn't sleep well. I can't get you off my mind.

Becky: (smiling) Can I ask you something then?

I saw her eyebrows forrowed a little bit because she shared something to me about her and I did not return the favor to her so she's giving me the silent treatment again.

Becky: (clears throat) Ok. I have psychological Fever.

Freen: (surprise) Why didn't you tell me! Are you hot right now? (touching my forehead)

Becky: (held Freens hands) I mean I don't have a fever right now. I have psychological fever. Whenever I feel so much stress I will get a Fever. That's why I wasn't able to answer your messages and your calls and was unable to attend class yesterday.

Freen: (concerned eyes) Did I stress you too much? about Kirk?

Hearing his name makes me annoyed and I remember how sweet they are with each other.

Becky: (crossing her arms) Who's Kirk in your life Freen?

Freen: (nervous) He's like a brother to me. We've been together for 10 years now. He always supports and help me whenever he can.

Becky: (🤔) Do you like him? Do you love him?

Freen: Yes I do.

"Seriously, answer faster Freen. You didn't even hesitate to deny him in front of me. You could at least pretend to think." My heart aches and my anger rose upon hearing her answer and I was about to walk out when she hugged me from behind.

Freen: (sincere voice) I like and love him as a brother, as my best friend. He has a significant place in my heart. We have a bond that can never be broken but my feelings for you are different. He never made me feel the way I feel for you. My heart doesn't beat abnormally when I'm with him. I don't feel weird in my stomach or feel electrocuted whenever I touch him. You're the only person who gave me something like that. Liza told me. You're the only trigger. I am diagnosed with that so I'm sure.

My heart leap for joy after hearing those words from her. "Is she also sick? She said she was diagnosed. I'll ask her later. I want to savor this moment with her first. "

I hugged her tight and she hugged me back.

Becky: Speaking of diagnosis, like I said I was diagnosed with Psychological fever. I got it when my mom died.

She rubbed my back comforting me. I felt safe so I continued telling her.

Becky: Whenever I have those fever my temperature rises to 41 degrees. It causes hallucinations sometimes.

Freen: (still hugging Becky) How do you cure that?

Becky: (removed the hug and sat down with Freen) What I have is not fully understood by the Doctor. Before I was administered with Psychotic drugs.  My fever cannot be cured with Antipyretic drugs. I got better though and I rarely have it these days so I'm ok. That was the first fever in a long time.

Freen smiled at me in relief and she opened our lunch. She prepared our lunch and started to feed me. We ate together. She demanded a reward for feeding me so I gave her a kiss.

I was in the moment and I licked her lips. She jolted and was shocked. I heard her inhaling deep and she's looking at me with lust, love and surprised.

I came near her and she's looking at me. I caressed her cheeks and I kissed her more. She didn't respond at first but a few seconds after she did. It was slow at first but then the temperature is getting hot and our heads are tilting because of the kiss. "I don't know that you have to tilt your head when you kiss"

She cut the kiss and I saw her face blushing. She holds her chest and she's catching her breath. She licked her lips and looked at mine. She pulled me closer and she kissed me again. Rougher and deeper this time. She held me tighter. Her hand on my waist and the other on my neck. I feel a tingle around my body especially if he touches me with those hands. I felt her bit my lower lip and I wanted to moan but I hold it in. She started to unbutton my uniform when we heard the bell ring.

We came back to our senses. I saw her fan herself using both of her hands. She looked at me and she was surprised that my shirt is half open.

Freen: (confused) What happened with that?

Becky: You did.

Freen: (shocked) I DID?!!

She licked her lips and touched her nape and she came near me to button my shirt again.

Freen: (shy) I don't know what's gotten into me. My hands moved on their own. I didn't mean to strip you or something.

Becky: (laughing) Let's go. We might be late. You wouldn't want that.

Freen: (nonchalant voice) It's ok. If I'm late for that reason I wouldn't even mind skipping the whole afternoon class or being absent for a day.

Becky: (Shy) PFreen!

Freen: (smirk) Call me darling, my love.

I blushed when she called me love. I felt the same tingle when she touches me while kissing.

Freen: I want my reward to be changed into that one. Whatever we did. I love it. It's more delicious than our first kiss. We should do these more often. I never imagined my heart can beat that fast. It's crazy. I'm even sweating. I don't sweat.

Becky: (confused) What do you mean you don't sweat?

Freen: Sweating is disgusting so I don't do it. But now I did, so I'm disgusting.

Becky: (smirk) Sweating is not disgusting PFrern. Let's see if you still hate sweating. (wiping Freens sweaty forehead while biting her lips)

We ran to our classroom and the gang is looking at us confused because both our faces are still red.