Damn My Heart

Chapter 2

Becky's P.O.V

The whole last night was something. Never in a million years would I have thought that I would not only try to help Freen but also drop her home because it's "late". The light flirt that I did last night was something I hadn't expected, and from the looks of it? neither had she. But I would be lying if I said that she didn't occupy my mind. 

She did, 5 years ago and she does now too.

I've tried my best to avoid her until last year when we got assigned for GAP The Series. Just by reading the script, I knew it would be a hit but the only problem was, it was her opposite me. She and I not only had to work together but we were the main leads...and in love. After months of analysis I decided to do it, just this one to boost up my career and then we would go our own separate ways. Of course God had other plans, we became a hit and people wanted more of us. A lot more I'd say. I had only one demand when I first signed the project,

Do not leave me alone with her.

But as it seems, it is being particularly difficult because here we are again, alone at the set because P'Chen majorly fucked up and sent us the wrong destination. Seriously, what were the chances of only US getting the wrong location?

I took out my phone and started scrolling through TikTok, it was my way of avoiding any stressor, or the weird feeling in my stomach. I was busy watching a really good video of dogs being funny when she spoke, barely above a whisper,

"Thanks....."

*This was going to be fun* I slid my phone into my pocket.

"What did you say?" my lips curved up slightly. Its a good thing I know all her points.

"I said- Thanks- for last night", she smiled, I mean she smiled the way she did when she was amused or enjoying soemthing.

"Well........" I wanted to say something but why can't I. Maybe cause it's so unexpected. A thanks? From your arch nemesis? 

Okay maybe I am exaggerating but still...

"I know your points as much as you know mine Rebecca." 

"Wha-- That's not--"

*Damnit!"

Thankfully the phone rang at the same time to save me for not being able to form simple words just cause she smiled that smile. I picked up the phone,

"Becky? Are you two together?"

"Yeah. Even after our 'AGREEMENT' P'Chen" I replied curtly

"Sorry, sorry. My guys will be there in 5 minutes. Stay where you are."

And the call went off. Well it was enough to make my head back in the game. I look at her with those expecting eyes of hers,

"P'Chen, they'll be here in 5 to take us to the actual destination."

She nodded, "What kind of agreement were you talking about?"

"So you heard that?"

"Well it seemed a little fishy. You know...unknown place, we two alone and some random guys coming to pick us up? Seems like you were trying to kidnap me..." she says with the most innocent expression. If she want to play then I might as well play along. I walk close to her, not too close but close enough to get a reaction out...

"Believe me, if I really wanted to kidnap you, I wouldn't need all of this. My charm will be enough."

"I cannot believe you." she says toying with a wooden stick she found, clearly nervous, clearly- "ouch!!!"

It was as if a natural reaction, the way my hand found its way to look at hers. The little drop of blood oozing from the point where she had cut her finger. I bring her finger to my lips and suck it tasting the coppery blood. Looking up I see her equally perplexed and annoyed, but there's that little tint of pink creeping up her cheeks. Just a little.

This is going .... better than I thought. I back away and look at the finger, the blood has stoppped leaving just a little pinkish cut matching her cheeks.

"Here, much better." I drop her hand as we hear a mini van turning around with an Idol Factory poster over it.

And we climb into the van off to our destination.

Freen's P.O.V.

We reached the right venue about half an hour later and got to work immediately as it was already late. Many change of clothes and about 5 hours later, we had taken a break and went to a nearby restaurant for a meal. While I was eating my very tasty Pad Thai, I could not help but notice how quite Becky was, and with her sunglasses on? It was highly suspicious. Maybe there was more than it met the eye to her. And even though she has that slight effect on me still... I can't. Not after what she did, it took me year to stop the nightmares and the panic attacks. Despite all of this, I still can't stop that nagging voice that always tries to rationalise,

*Maybe if you had just listened to her... when she came to your home,

your college,

at the cafe, 

and all those calls you never recieved....maybe....*

"P'Freen? P'Freen" I heard someone calling my name..

"Hah? Ye- yes P'Chen?"

"I want to discuss somethings with you... about another project? URANUS 2324? You realise it is going to be tough especially all those parts you have to do in a space suit right?"

"Yeah of course." I said half-heartedly, suddenly losing my appetite.

"Good, just wanted to make sure you knew what you were signing up for....and sorry for today's mixup again."

"It's alright P'Chen, everybody makes mistakes..." and I swear to God I heard her scoff, "You have something to say Becky?"

She turns to face me. I cannot actually see her eyes but can absolutely feel them burning a hole into mine when she speaks,

"Nothing..just seems absurd you know....when you don't even let people explain."

And she goes back to her food as if she didn't just compare putting a bullet in someone's head to acidentally sending the wrong location.