Dreamcatcher (FreenBecky)

Chapter 6: The right to happiness

The plane lands successfully at New York airport. The weather is quite sunny and warm, it is midday outside. Before the guys had time to leave the plane, Billy went back to his phone.

Becca looked askance at her friend, but did not say anything, most likely already suspecting who Billy was constantly communicating with. The guys go out into the main hall, and the brown-haired girl immediately notices Ling in the crowd.

Becca, taking Billy by the elbow, led them straight to her friend.

"Welcome back" the woman smiles warmly and hugs Becca tightly, and then Billy, who still deigned, for the sake of decency, to get out of the phone. "How was the flight?"

"Great" the brown-haired smiles weakly.

Becca takes a deep breath and turns her gaze to the windows of the airport, through which she can see the city. Some kind of excitement and trepidation fills the girl's heart. She hasn't been to New York for six years, which is quite a long time, especially for someone who has had the best things in her life here.

In this beautiful city, Becca truly fell in love for the first time, experiencing all shades of love, pain and separation. She will see familiar streets again, her probably thriving bar, loft...

"Your father said he would come see you this evening" Ling continues, taking one of Becca's bags in her hand to help the girl.

The guys moved from their place, heading out.

"Bec, honey" Billy suddenly spoke, putting the phone in the back pocket of his jeans, "I'll go to my place now, and then to the bar. If anything happens, I'll be there, okay?" the guy stops at a nearby taxi and looks at his friend.

"Okay... okay" the girl nods.

"If anything happens, call me, okay?" He smiles warmly and hugs the girl. "Everything will be fine, honey, don't worry" he whispers, and then pulls away from her.

"Bye" the girl smiles faintly again, and then watches as the guy gets into the taxi, and after a moment the car starts moving.

"How did you rest?" Ling asks, approaching a nearby black Audi Q5.

"Fine. Very good" Becca smiles tightly again and lowers her eyes.

"You know you can talk to me, right?" Ling responds warmly, turning to face Becca.

"Yes" she nods in response. "Yes, I know. It's that.." the brown haired raises her hand and sighs, turning her gaze to the parking lot. Blindly looking somewhere ahead. "So much has happened in these few days that sometimes it seems to me that it was just another dream. Like then, I'm scared too. I'm not ready to talk about this yet, because I haven't figured it out myself yet..."

"Whatever happened there..." the friend fell silent for a moment, pondering further words, and later continued  "with Freen, rest assured, it was not a dream. Everything that's happening now is not a dream" Ling shakes her head, moving closer to her friend and putting her hands on her shoulders. "Forget about what happened in Munich. Forget about those nightmares and pain - this is no more and will not be. Now everything is real, everything is for real, and you will start all over again, do you believe me?" Ling's gaze was serious, and her voice was confident and even.

Becca believed her.

"Yes..." the brown-haired still answers, blinking, and then she sees a warm smile on her friend's lips and smiles back.

"Okay. And now it's time to go home. I hope you still remember the address of your loft, because I don't know..." Ling smiled, throwing things into the trunk.