14 | A Dangerous Confrontation

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Becky returned to her family's mansion through the secret gate she had used earlier that night. She knew about the bodyguards Freen had stationed to protect her, but she didn't want them or Freen to worry about her late-night movements. Using the hidden gate was her way of keeping everything under control. She swiftly moved through the mansion, undetected, and went straight to her room to change into her nightclothes, finally ready to rest.

As she slipped under the covers, her phone rang, the screen lighting up with Billy's name. Letting out an annoyed sigh, she answered. "What now, Billy?" she asked, her voice groggy with exhaustion.

"You might want to know Nita just entered Freen's building," Billy said, his voice calm but serious.

Becky shot up in bed, her heart pounding. "What?" she hissed, her hand already clenching into a fist, her mind racing with possibilities. The mere thought of Nita, the obsessive woman from Freen's past, being anywhere near her girlfriend made Becky's blood boil.

Her voice low and threatening, she said, "I'll be there in no time." She didn't wait for Billy to respond, hanging up the phone immediately. Becky changed out of her nightclothes with lightning speed, her movements fueled by rage and jealousy. Normally, it would take her 45 minutes to reach Freen's place, but tonight, she made it in a record-breaking 14 minutes. The roads were empty at 3:46 AM, and her foot stayed heavy on the gas pedal the entire way.

As she neared the building, Becky spotted Billy's black car parked outside. He stood by the vehicle, waiting for her, his presence calm amidst her storm of fury.

"Where is she?" Becky demanded as she slammed the car door shut.

"In Freen's apartment," Billy replied, nodding towards the building.

Without wasting another second, Becky bolted towards the entrance, her mind singularly focused on getting Nita away from Freen. The door to the apartment was ajar, and as she stormed inside, she muttered under her breath, "I will kill her if she tries anything with my Freen."

As soon as Becky stepped inside, the sight that greeted her made her blood run hot with fury. Nita was hugging Freen tightly, her arms wrapped around Freen's waist as Freen, half-asleep and confused, was trying to push her away.

"B-B-Becky?" Freen's eyes widened in shock and panic as soon as she saw her. She immediately pushed Nita away with all her strength, suddenly wide awake.

Becky, however, didn't even acknowledge Freen. Her entire focus was on Nita, who now lay on the floor, momentarily stunned. Becky's fists clenched as she walked further into the apartment, her gaze locked on Nita with cold fury.

"Get out," Becky said, her voice low but dangerous.

Nita stood up slowly, brushing herself off, but instead of leaving, she turned to face Becky with a smug look. "You can't control Freen forever, you know."

Becky's jaw tightened as she stepped closer to Nita. "She's mine. Stay away from her."

Nita smirked, her eyes defiant. "Oh, is that how you think it works? You think just because you're dating her, you can keep me away? Freen has her own mind. She can choose who she wants."

"Freen doesn't want you," Becky snapped back, her heart racing. "She's made that clear. If you can't take a hint, I'll make it clearer."

Nita stepped forward, her expression turning serious. "You don't know anything about me or what I can offer her. You think you can give her everything she needs? I know her better than you ever will."

Becky clenched her fists, her frustration boiling over. "What you're doing is pathetic! Freen rejected you for a reason. You're just a bad memory she's trying to forget."

Nita's smile faded, replaced by a look of anger. "And you think you're any better? You're just some girl who got lucky. What happens when you screw up? What happens when Freen gets bored of you?"

"Shut up!" Becky shouted, stepping closer to Nita, her eyes blazing. "You don't know anything about us! Freen is happy with me. I won't let you ruin that!"

Nita scoffed, her posture defensive. "You think I'm afraid of you? I've dealt with girls like you before. You won't intimidate me."

With that, Nita lunged forward, attempting to shove Becky away. Becky sidestepped her easily, grabbing Nita's wrist and twisting it behind her back, forcing her to the ground.

"Get out of my life and Freen's!" Becky growled, applying just enough pressure to make her point.

Nita struggled against her grip, frustration evident in her voice. "You're going to regret this, Becky! Freen is going to see you for who you really are, and then you'll be the one on the floor!"

Becky tightened her hold, leaning down so her face was inches from Nita's. "Try me. You think I'm scared of you? You don't know what I'm capable of when it comes to protecting the people I love."

Nita finally stopped struggling, her expression shifting from anger to realization. "You're not as tough as you pretend to be," she spat. "I've seen girls like you break under pressure."

"Yeah? Well, you're about to find out how wrong you are." Becky released Nita with a shove, causing her to stumble backward.

"Get out of my apartment!" Freen's voice rang out, breaking the tension. She stepped forward, her eyes wide with concern, a mixture of anger and protectiveness swirling in her expression.

Nita glared at Freen, straightening her posture. "This isn't over, Freen. You'll see. I'll always be here, waiting for you to realize what you truly want."

Becky moved to block Nita, her body tense and ready for any sudden movement. "You're not welcome here. Leave before I do something you'll regret."

Nita took a step back, raising her hands in mock surrender. "Fine, I'll go. But remember, Freen, I'm not giving up on you." With that, she turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Becky stood with her heart racing, still breathing heavily from the confrontation. She turned to Freen, who was standing frozen like a statue, her eyes wide, swallowing nervously as she watched Becky's every move.

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