Learning To Trust Again

Chapter 2

When Freen arrived at her destination, she immediately noticed a crowd of people standing in front of the club, waiting for their turn to enter. When she got out of the car after paying the driver, she spotted Nam standing outside the club waving at her.

"Hey, babyyyy" Nam greeted her, embracing her in a warm hug.

"Hey, Nam, happy birthday again, sis" Freen responded and gave Nam her present.

"Freen, you don't have to give me a present,  you're here and that's all that matters for me" Nam smiled "Now, let's get inside, my guests will be here any minute"

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Inside the club is a loud music blasting from the speakers, young men and women are moving with the rhythm of it. Freen has a little panic attack, it was nearly six months since she has last been in a place like this. She felt Nam's ensuring hand squeezing her own.

"Hey, it's okay, let me get you something to drink to calm yourself, relax a little" Nam yelled in her ear.

Freen nodded and sits on the sofa, waiting for her drink.  A few minutes later Nam came back with the drinks, two alcoholic mojitos for them. They started a conversation,  chatting and laughing. Freen loosen up a little, seems like mojito did its job.

Suddenly a bunch of people entered the club, walking in their direction. Judging by Nam's enthusiastic screams she figured out that the guests have arrived.  She noticed a few familiar faces,  some of their general friends. But most of the guests are not familiar. Nam has  massive connections and multiple colleagues. Nam introduced Freen to some of them, not wanting her to feel out of place. Being under the influence of the alcohol Freen felt light in the head, she was dancing with her friends and Nam, chatting with her new acquaintances, laughing and smiling from ear to ear.

She was drinking her fourth mojito, when her eyes suddenly landed on a very beautiful brunette, with a round face, a pointed nose, sensual full lips and very unusual sparkling hazel eyes. The girl was chatting with a man, standing at the bar, telling something and waving her hands. Freen noticed her small, neat ears, when the brunette tucked her shorter hair behind her ear, and perfect, even eyebrows. The girl wears light blue jeans with a white top, revealing her toned stomach, white crosses and a jean jacket.  Freen blushed when she realized how her eyes were running all over this girl's face and body. She openly stared.

She felt the brunette freeze and she imediately physically felt the reciprocal fiery gaze with her whole skin. She blushed under this gaze, which enveloped her body like a gentle cocoon. She wanted to disappear into thin air, when she realized that she's been caught staring.

Panic rised in her when she realized that the brunette was slowly taking steps towards her, without taking her eyes off her.  Freen took her glass of mojito, pretending that she didn't notice the brunette. But she couldn't help but look the brunette in the eyes, when she approached her.  "She's even more beautiful this close" Freen thought. They stared at each other's eyes for a long moment and before the brunette said something, Freen blurted out 

"I haven't been staring at you, i swear.. i just.. i..i just.." she started to stutter.  "What is wrong with me?" she thought,  groaning, when she heard the girl chuckle and then smile at her, revealing her white teeth. 

"I didn't say anything" the girl answered in a sweet voice and continued, lowering her voice a few tones "and even if you were, i'm not complaining" she sensually wisper-said  and smiled again, this time revealing her dimples on her cheeks.

Freen felt weak on her knees, like she's about to combust. She was lost of words, not knowing what to answer to this light flirt. She could feel the girl's gaze on her, with every fiber of her body.

While she was thinking what to say, the girl took a few more steps into her personal space, bent over her and wispered "Maybe you want to dance with me?"

Her hot breath tickled Freen's ear and neck, she closed her eyes and blushed furiously, unable to make any sound, except for a deep breath.  When she opened her eyes again, two pair of hazel eyes was looking at her smirking.

"You're cute when you blush " the girl wispered again "I'm Becca by the way, or Becky" said the girl holding out her hand for a handshake.

Freen hesitated a little,  but took Becca's hand. As soon as their hands touched she felt a million goosebumps  traveling on her skin. Her hand was firm yet so gentle and warm. Freen smiled a little, which turned out to be more of a grimace, causing the girl to laugh again.

"So.." Becky tried again "Are you up for a little dancing, pretty?"

Before she could answer, a voice made its presence.

"Freen? i see you already met Becca" Nam said watching the two of them standing there awkwardly. Becky looked at Nam and then looked at Freen, and a realization came to her.

"So you're THE Freen?" asked Becky, taking two steps away from Freen.
"I heard a lot about you from Nam" she continued.

"Really?" Freen frowned, a little surprised, turning her head to Nam.

"Well, only good things" Nam clarified to avoid a misunderstanding. "So you and Becca..?" she was looking from one girl to another

"I just suggested Freen to dance with me, and she still hasn't given me an answer " Becky said fake pouting.

"Okay, that's adorable"  thought Freen and shaked her head.

"I still don't know who you are" she said instead, looking at Becky with her big eyes. Becky raised her perfect eyebrow, chuckling.

"Well, Becca is my colleague, a brilliant lawyer, we work together nearly two years already " Nam clarified "and i know that i already told you about Freen a lot, and not only you" she started to laugh "but again, Freen is my best friend, more of a sister to me"

The girls nodded and smiled to each other. 

"Now, that we know each other a little,  may i ask you to dance with me, ..Freen? "

The way she pronounced her name raised a new wave of goosebumps on Freen's skin. She followed Becca's hand, which the brunette pulled out yet again. She took her hand letting Becky to lead her into the dance floor.

They began to move to the beat of the music, standing close to each other. They were just a few inches apart. Freen could feel Becky's warm breath on her face, she could feel her hands on her waist, she could feel Becky's eyes on her, her dark dialated pupils, the brunette's intoxicating perfume. Freen couldn't take that gaze anymore, she turned around,her back towards Becky's front, avoiding Becky's hazel eyes, that were now completely black. The alcohol made her dizzy. She could feel how the brunette's hands sneaked on her waist and now they are on her belly, caressing it. Unable to stand that intimacy she tried to distance herself from the brunette, only to feel Becky's strong hands pulling Freen into her.

"Where are you going? We've just started" Becky hottly whispered in her ear, making goosbumps reveal.

Suddenly Freen felt something hard poking her ass. Panic rised in her, triggering not pleasant memories. Or maybe it's just a drunken imagination? It can't be true. She closed her eyes, swaying with music in Becky's strong arms, trying to calm herself.  "It's okay..i'm safe.." she encouraged herself.  

The last straw was when she felt Becky's breath on her neck, which a second later turned into a wet kiss. She paniced and distanced herself from the brunette completely, breathing hard. She turned around looking at Becky's worried face.

"Freen, I .." Becky felt the need to explain herself.  She took a few steps towards Freen sensing her discomfort,  but Freen took two steps back.

"Don't touch me.." she snapped at the brunette, on the verge of tears, turned around and walked toward their table, took her handbag and stormed out of the club, leaving Becky dumpfounded, standing alone in the middle of the dance floor.

To Be Continued...