Fated to You

Chapter 14:Faux cop's resolution

Becky may not know her. She may not know what this strange woman is about. She may not even give a damn about it. All that she knows is that she's holding Freen and she does not like anybody, who is not family related, embracing Freen like that.

"Aren't you holding her a bit too close?" she says, scratching the back of her neck. A desperate attempt to keep herself from losing it and grabs Freen from that woman's grasp, "I'm sure you are violating some type of rights. What's that called again....?"

Sam frowns, "rights to privacy?"

Becky claps her hands together and lifts up a finger when Sam answered her question, "Yes. That one." Becky reaches from Freen's wrist, and pulls Freen next to her. "Let's go Freen. That woman is violating your rights. You should probably report this to the police."

Sam pulls Freen back to her, "I am the police and I'm not violating anything."

Becky pulls Freen back, "Oh. Are you now? If you are a cop then shouldn't you keep yourself meters away from her and respect her rights to privacy? You are violating the few rights that you are supposed to live by."

Sam reels Freen back in, "I know what violating rights to privacy is all about and me holding Freen like that has nothing to do with it."

Becky was about to pull Freen back but she snatches her hands away from the both of them, "Alright. That's enough! Both of you...!" She says and then she advances near Becky and lowly speaks to her, "And you... I don't care how close she holds me because I want her to. She's my..." Freen gives Sam a quick side glance and blurts out the most ridiculous lie that she could come up with, "...my girlfriend."

Both Sam and Becky looks at her with unbound perplexity and said in unison, "What?"

She then recedes back to Sam's side and hugs her closely so that she can whispers within her ear, "Please go along with it. I am begging you. I'll explain later." Freen then releases a confuse Sam but who nonetheless immediately took the role of protective girlfriend and hugs Freen even harder.

"Are you sure Freen?" Becky was unable to hide the hurt in her voice, "are you sure?"

Freen nods while looking away from Becky. She wanted to believe that she saw that she was hurt but who is she fooling? Becky is not hers anymore and she's no longer Becky's. Not after how she cheated on her years ago right after she proposed, "Yes."

"And since when did this happen? Care to tell me because last I knew you just got back from Europe. When did you find the time to romance?" Becky gestures back and forth between the two of them, "Huh? Because I do not believe this one bit."

"Oh yeah? Well, we happened to have met in Paris actually. Sam was at seminar there and I was there along with the boss of my investing firm looking for clients." She then teasingly gropes Sam's chest with two fingers, "Do you remember Sammie?"

"Of course I do baby. I remember. How could I forget such an eventful day? It was the most beautiful day of my life." Sam ignores Becky right there and turns to face Freen. She brightly smiles at her and strokes her cheek, "Sorry, I'm late baby. I was held up with a case."

"It's Ok boo. I just got here, really. I thought that I'd be the one making you wait long. How was your day?" Freen asks.

Sam brushes a few hair pass Freen's ear, "Better now that I get to be with you."

"Oh." Freen blushes and flutters her eyes shut, and then looks back up smiling at Sam shyly acting like a timid, mischievous little naïve girl.

Becky was sick. The rage that was on Becky's face couldn't be described into words. Becky looks at them staring at each other, ignoring her very existence. Becky coughs, "Haven't I seen you somewhere before?" she asked the blond woman, "Because your face looks familiar to me." and since when did those two even get together?