Richie's POV
I was busy in the office and was going through the papers before the final signing. Then my phone beeped. A new message! Without checking, I know that it's from Becky. I have selected different ring tone and message tone for her so I won't miss her calls or messages.
I decided to go through the last four pages and sign it before checking the message. It was completed after a few minutes. And I checked my phone.
[Trouble maker 😊 : Richie, P'Beer is not available. P'Chen arranged a ride for me. I will be heading home now.]
I read that message again in shock. P'Chen! Did she say P'Chen!? I felt a cold shiver start from my head to foot.
I dialed Beck's number without any further thought. It completed ringing and no-one picked it up. I tried again and again, still no response. I had already taken my car key and was running to the parking area. I tried P'Beer's number and her number is switched off. I know that Irin is having an off day today. I tried Chen's number and it's switched off!!! Lastly I called KruA, and luckily he attended.
"Phi.... When did Becky leave?" -- I asked without even letting him say 'hello'...
"Her schedule got over some 45 minutes before Richie... What's wrong?" -- I didn't reply, but disconnected. 45 minutes!! Shit!!!!!
I got into the car and started the engine. I dialed Freen's number. I know she must be driving. But I need her now. I need her the most now.
"Hello Richie...... " -- Freen attended the third call.
"Freen.... It's Becky! I want your help ... Now... I MEAN NOW!!" -- I shouted and I heard her brakes screech at the other end.
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Becky's POV
I can hear my mobile ringing and Nop showed it to me. I can see Richie's name flashes on the screen. I want to scream. I want to ask for help, but my tongue is frozen in my mouth.
"My brother-in-law is very protective, isn't he? He is not stopping the calls"-- He scoffed.
Tears are rolling down continuously. I am scared. So scared. Beyond words can explain. My phone starts ringing again and I know it's Freen, from the ringtone itself.
"Look who is calling?!" -- Nop raised the phone in front of my eyes, with a smirk. -- "The great Sarocha..... Why baby? Why all are in such panic? Do they know you are with me?" -- He asked and grabbed a handful of my hair, inhaling it. I gathered all my strength and slid down the seat.
"Seems like the effect is coming down. Sorry baby, I can't take any risk." -- Nop pulled me up and took my hand. I can see a syringe moves to my hand. A slight pricking pain...... and again, the earth slips under my feet. I can't feel the weight of my body.
"It's just a small dosage My Angel... I want you conscious. I want you to feel everything. But for now, I don't want you to move... or talk... I will save that for next time." -- Nop pressed his lips on my cheeks harshly, burning my skin.
The car stopped somewhere. I can feel Nop bending down and picking me up. I wish I were dead. I wish he would kill me soon, rather than doing something I can't bear to think of. The one who drove the car, opened the door for Nop and he is carrying me to a room.
"Wait baby... I will be back soon." -- Nop put me on a bed and went to the door. I wish I could move. I wish I could call for help. Nop is talking with the guy by standing at the door. After some minutes, he closed the door and stood at the foot of the bed, staring at me.
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FanfictionRebecca Patricia Armstrong, the little angel of her fans finds it hard to juggle between work and personal life... This renowned actress finds herself in trouble once she meets the new producer , Freen Sarocha Chankimha.. and drama unfolds... NB:...
