𝗗𝘂𝘁𝘆 & 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

One of the police spoke up as they put Becky's arm behind her back. Becky broke away as she raised her hands up not wanting to let the policies put her hands behind her back once again. "No. That's the culprit. I chased him to get this purse!" Becky argued as the police tried to get her hands down. "Where are you from? Where's your driver license or ID?" The police didn't try to argue anymore until Alice entered the scene coming out of the black van. "Stop! She's one of mine!" Becky seeing Alice came she took the opportunity to run and stood behind Alice.

"She's the one that ran after the thief and got my bag back. If you don't believe me, Call my husband, Captain Krit of TPD." Alice warned as he called the police after the misunderstanding the police apologized. And paparazzi came to surround Becky for an interview. The blonde turned to look at them and turned back trying to cover her face, but the paps weren't respecting her privacy at all even if she said no pictures or interviews. As one was gonna take a picture of her face, Freen came and wrapped her arms around

Becky covering the woman's figure as Becky buried her face in Freen's Chest. "Sorry, No pictures today. Please move along." Freen escorted Becky to the car and drove off angrily.

"You should've said something when you wanna leave the house." Freen started as she gripped the steering wheel tightly, Becky turned to look at Freen and raise her eyebrow. "I don't have to ask or tell you anything if I wanna go somewhere or leave the house." Becky turn away from Freen while, Freen gritted her teeth angrily. she try to keep herself under control and not to act on her impulse. "You don't understand how much trouble you're getting in, Your majesty! If today the news leaked your face out to the public, the people out there would come after you! And we do not want that." Freen exclaimed calmly as she kept on driving and focusing on the road, the grip on the steering was tighter than she could have imagined.

"But it didn't! Okay? It didn't! You had a woman at your house. What am I supposed to do? Sit around and watch you be all lovey dovey with her. I deserve freedom too. I wanna go out there and have fun and not just sit around the house all day long even if you went to work I have to be alone!" Becky raised her voice as Freen pulled up on the side of the road near the beach, Freen got out of the car and opened the passenger door to check on Becky's injury, she had nothing to say left, maybe Becky was jealous, maybe not god who knows. "Let me fix your wound." Freen mumbled as Becky pulled herself back and turned the rear view mirror to herself. "No. I can do it myself." Freen sigh and still insisted on doing it. "Don't be stubborn, Rebecca." Freen looked at the woman who took off her cap along with her other accessories to hide her true identity as soon as they got in the car. Becky just turned her back to Freen and let her fix on the injury while a slight guilt hit her when she realized she raised her voice at Freen. After Freen was done she packed the aid kit up and threw it in the backseat, she shut the passenger door and went back to the driver

seat. The blonde drove off to their house once again. "I'm sorry. Next time when I wanna go somewhere, I'll alert and ask you first." Becky muttered which made Freen smile and nodded her head. "Thank you, Darling."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: here eat up gays.