Playing With Fire ( BECKFREEN G!P)

Part 33

"What else can I do Freen?" Becky turned to look at me. "I tried everything. I told myself I wasn't going to do this again. I have a life. I'm going to ask Kate to marry me and finally have a family of my own." My breath stopped as my fairy tale began to disappear. "All you do it break my heart. You have to understand that. You are no good for me."

"Becky, I . . ." As I tried to speak Beckys eyes flashed to Grace who was wide awake looking at her with her big green eyes.

My heart began to hammer hard in my chest. God, Becky please see it. You have to see she is your daughter.

"I need to go," Becky replied opening the door. "Goodbye Freen."

I stood by the door numb, what the fuck? How could she not see? Grace had her eyes. God, even her hair colour had a hint of bronze in it. Maybe she did see it . . .maybe she just didn't . . want us!

I held Grace close to me as the tears fell down my face. If I didn't have her in my arms I would have collapsed, but I had to be strong for Grace. I was all she had.

Monty came back not long after and was horrified at what had taken place. Monty had purposely booked us into this hotel, knowing the group would be here on their world tour. What were the chances of Becky being in London? We were fated, but clearly for all the wrong reasons. I put Grace down once she was asleep. Monty made me a wine spritzer.

"I was so sure it would work." Monty muttered to himself later that evening.

"Monty, fairy tales aren't real." I sighed sitting on the couch. "When you break someone's heart as much as I did Beckys do you blame her? She clearly didn't want to see that Grace was her child?" Just as I spoke the door went. I froze scared. God, had Alex found me already, no one else knew I was here.

"I'll get it Freen, relax. I won't let anyone hurt you." Monty smiled touching my cheek before she went to the door.

I sat with my fingers almost pinned to the couch with fear. What was I going to do if Alex had sent someone? I got up ready to grab Grace and run if I needed to. I watched the door, I couldn't hear any voices. What the fuck was going on?

Suddenly Becky appeared. She was walking towards me like she was on a mission. Fuck, was she going to shout at me again. Tell me she had set a date for the wedding. Her green eyes were burning into mine with an unbelievable force, but I had no idea what it meant.

Becky stood in front of me, just as I was about to speak I was pulled into her arms. Her lips crashed against mine with a fierce force. Fuck me, she tasted so good. Her arms were tight against me, pulling me into her chest. My aching body was no longer in pain as her kiss consumed me. My hands found her hair. I was gripping her so hard it must have been painful but Becky didn't stop kissing me. Our tongues were clashing against this urgent battle. Her hands moved down my back in a tender loving way and slowly I could feel the kiss come to an end.

"She's mine isn't she?" Becky muttered against my lips. All I could do was nod as she kissed me again with just as much force as the first kiss. I had no idea how long we were kissing for, but I didn't care. I would have kissed her all night if that was what she wanted. "Freen, I love you please stay with me," Becky whispered against my lips. "I can't lose you again not now, not ever."

"I don't want to go anywhere without you. I need you Becky, we both do. I love you so much. Forgive me for everything. I have been so selfish . . .I knew deep down . . .I just knew it." I sobbed into her chest. The fact that she still wanted me I was overcome with emotion.

"Hey," Becky lifted my face up trying to control my sobs. "Sweetheart, I'm here. I'm not going to let you go – ever." Becky pulled me into her chest as more sobs broke from my chest.