Don't want to love you

Chapter 15

"Becky.." After Freen threw up, she sat down in front of Becky and wanted to take her hand, but received only a frightened look in response.

Becky shook her head negatively, as if trying to wake up from a bad dream, but it was reality. In front of her sat a brunette, whom she fell in love with at first sight. And Becky herself was sitting with her thighs cut up, blood dripping down them. Freen took the girl by the chin and forced her to look at herself. There were so many feelings in the brunette's eyes: care, concern, love.

With every second, the body of the pink-haired little by little began to relax in the touches of the brunette. When this happened, the older girl picked up hydrogen peroxide, a cotton pad and a bandage. With careful movements, as if she had a porcelain doll in her hands, Freen began to process the cuts one by one. Every time she heard Becky hiss in pain, she blew on the scratches. The brunette bandaged her scarred thighs with a bandage and looked into the eyes of the pink-haired one.

She knew it was her fault. She started apologizing an infinite number of times and after each apology she kissed Becky's face: on the temple, on the forehead, on the nose, on the cheek. Except for her lips, although the brunette was staring at them intently. The brunette pulled the youngest into her arms, repeating that she was sorry. After a while, Becky hugged back and said she forgave her.

Freen held Becky by the waist and helped her to the bed. They lay down, tightly pressed against each other and looking into each other's eyes.

"Freen, can I ask you.." Becky spoke in a whisper and the brunette interrupted her.

"I know what you mean." The brunette sighed heavily, realizing that she needed to tell everything. "Bec, I had a reason why I decided to do this. I don't mean an excuse, but I want you to know what's going on. A month ago, my attitude towards you changed: you used to be like a sister to me, but something has become different. I began to be jealous of you for others, my mood depended on you, I felt uncomfortable from the slightest touches, but I craved them. Bec, I started falling in love with you. I wanted to stop it out of respect for Kate and, you know.. I tried to forget you with the help of other girls. But every time I was with someone, you were in front of my eyes with your beautiful smile." Freen smiled as she said it. "I'm sorry, I was so selfish, moving away from you to get rid of my feelings, but I completely forgot about yours."

The brunette began nervously fingering her fingers when silence fell after her revelation. But suddenly, when she wanted to say something, soft lips covered her. It was only for a moment, but it was so nice. Becky looked into Freen's eyes and they both understood each other without words. The brunette's lips covered the lips of the younger girl: it was a soft kiss in which they revealed their feelings to each other. All the love that was stored in the heart of each, they passed it on to each other. When they broke the kiss, Becky said, looking Freen straight in the eye.

"I love you too. At first sight. I mean a meeting on the beach." A wide smile spread on the brunette's face from these words.

"So, are we dating now?" Freen asked hopefully for a positive answer.

"Not yet, baby." Becky giggled when the brunette got upset. "Just wait until tomorrow and you'll understand." The pink-haired woman hugged the brunette, but she only stubbornly tried to wriggle out.

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Becky was leading the girl by the hand because she was blindfolded. She let go of her hand to open the door. The brunette was alerted when she heard the sound of keys. The door opened and the hands on the back of her head were untying the black bandage.

"Becky, why are we here?" Freen asked in a half-whisper, her voice cracked and tears were about to appear in her eyes. The pink-haired woman ignored the question and only patted the brunette on the shoulder, and then headed into the room.

The brunette froze in place, looking around Kate's apartment, which was now so empty, although before this place was filled with voices: laughter, simple conversations, sometimes screams. But it was. Freen hesitantly stepped over the threshold and followed Becky.

It was Kate's room. Memories flashed before the eyes of the brunette, when they quarreled here, joked, hugged. Everything was so bright and now everything has gone out. Freen felt a panic attack coming and immediately began to calm herself down. Throughout her life, she had many panic attacks and she began to cope with them. Drawing attention to Becky, who was standing near the desktop, the brunette approached her.

There was a slightly crumpled and yellowed sheet on the table, on which there was a lot written in a crooked handwriting. The brunette took the paper with trembling hands and began to read.

"Hey, bunny. How are you? I'm fine, you know, I'm in a good place and I'm happy. I have found peace, know this. And I hope you were able to do it too. I hope there's someone standing next to you right now. Someone you could love. I think you already know that I had cancer of the fourth degree and understand why I did it anyway. I really want you to move on. Although you know how jealous I am." Through the tears that dripped from her cheeks onto the letter, Freen smiled. "I know you and you will probably give up your feelings for someone else because of me, but I don't want that. I'm sure that the right person is with you right now, even though I don't know him. Freen, I love you madly. But you need to be able to let go. Let's break up. Kate."

The letter, on which there were drops, fell out of the hands of the brunettes. She no longer held back her tears, but allowed herself to cry. But Kate was right: she had the right person with her. Becky wrapped Freen in her arms without saying a word, knowing that it would be superfluous.

When Freen calmed down, they left Kate's apartment and drove back home. Suddenly, a grin appeared on the brunette's face.

"Baby, you know, I just went through a breakup and I think we need to wait with the relationship." The brunette said and carefully watched Becky's reaction, but she only nodded understandingly. "What, you won't be offended?"

"For what? You're right." Becky arched an eyebrow.

"I love you." Freen smiled and gave Becky a quick kiss, grinning at the fact that the younger one blushed. "I was just joking. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Of course." Becky smiled softly and intertwined their hands.

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i just want to say that the next chapter is the last. thanks to everyone who reads and votes for my work, i really appreciate it. although this was my first published work, it is not the last. i think i'll write a short story later.