FREENBECKY ONE SHOTS

Ruined wedding

Summary ; Becky was about to married with her long time boyfriend but on the day of wedding her bf abandon her and becky go to freen who is her bestfriend and bodyguards room and starts crying in other hand freen comes looking for her. What will happen if they meet in her room.

Freen g!p

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Becky, I called.

Silence.

I checked inside her bathroom, kitchen, terrace, and even inside her walk-in closet, but she's not there!

I sat on her bed, suddenly feeling tired.

I covered my face with my hands and took a deep breath.

Becky, where are you? Please just give me a sign! Are you crying? Are you scared? Are you lonely? Please just let me find you and share your emotions with me. I don't want you to go through this alone..

Then like a sign, a memory from years ago entered my mind.

Freen, I'd like you to put a tracker on my daughter's phone. We are not invading her privacy, we are not to use this tracker unless extremely necessary, understood? Mr. Armstrong said. He asked me to put a tracker on his daughter's phone, so in case another kidnapping happened, we would know where she would be taken.

Yes! The tracker!

Since then, I have always implanted a tracker on Becky's phone whenever she changes her mobile.

I hurriedly went out of her room and go straight to my room. I opened my computer to see where the tracker is and while waiting for it to load, in the middle of silence, I heard movements coming from my bedroom.

I took out my gun that I always carry.

Why is my bedroom door open? I never leave my doors open.

I walked slowly and silently, and that's when I heard it.

Sobbing.

I open my bedroom door widely and flick the switch on.

And there, in the middle of my bed, was Becky, crying silently while hugging her legs.

I walked towards the bed slowly. I put down my gun on top of my bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed.

Becky, I called out to her.

She didn't say anything, she just cried, and I let her.

I remove my coat and tie and also my shoes, then sat in the middle of my bed, right in front of her.

I softly caressed her shoulders and arms.

Sshhh.. Becky.. I'm just here.. I softly said.

Are you going to say I told you so? She laughed bitterly.

No, I'm never going to say that, I told her.

But you're right, I should have listened to you, but I was stupid and was so blinded with the love I have for him, she blamed herself.

No, don't blame yourself. He's the one at fault, not you, I said.

She looked up, and fuck, I almost cried when I saw the sorrow written on her face.

Her makeup was all messed up and her hair disheveled, her eyes were puffy from hours of crying and her nose was so red but damn, she's still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.