Always

Frame Me, For The Fault Defined, And I Would Stand An Anchor In Your Name

Weeks has passed since the tragic loss of Rebecca's father, and each day became a relentless cycle of torment directed at Freen. Rebecca consumed by her grief and the fervent desire for retribution, had taken it upon herself to exact what she deemed justice. With each lash of the whip, every punch that landed, and the oppressive weight of chains that bound Freen, Rebecca sought to avenge the void left by her father's demise.

A lot had happened during those weeks, a lot of obstacles everyone had faced. Freen's friends were trying hard to see a glimpse of their missing friend. Rebecca's rage that had been fueled by Freen's unwillingness to give an answer. Irin's struggles to maintain a healthy relationship between Rebecca and her girlfriend. And lastly Nop who's suddenly became so close to Rebecca that he had spent most of his time with her, desperately trying to win her again. His actions raised some eyebrows from her end. But she doesn't bear him any attention, as her eyes are fixated on her prey.

BETA on the other hand, had her fair share of pain. Ever since that day, she has been listening to Freen's agony every night. Slowly after she began ghosting her friends, she only talks when needed, she only assists when asked, she's drifted away from everyone else. The atmosphere in Freen's company, turned more and more into a lifeless hole, where the heads only as if they were chess pieces waiting for someone to move them. Every day when the morning cloaks the sky, she manifest herself in Freen's office. Roaming around, glancing at every detail that Freen used to touch. Guilt and fear were her new best friends in those times. Unable to shake the weight of those feelings, she began blaming herself for letting Freen go. She blamed herself for not standing against her, as she wishes she could intervene and save her. But all of these were mere thoughts, as she cannot defile Freen's commands.

-As the days goes by, BETA knew when will Freen would start with her punishment. The clock stuck at 7 am, BETA's eyes fixated upon the sky, while simultaneously Rebecca just started with her routine. Entering the basement with her plethora of tools to use it on Freen. She always enters with a giggle, taunting her before began with her famous sentence. "Waki waki Sarocha" BETA mimicked "Mommy is here to play with you". As soon as the soaked lash touched the cold floor, BETA closes her eyes and counts with Freen. They both began repeating the same answer to Rebecca, in which always makes her erupt even more. This has been the pattern since the first day, and BETA's only hope, was to wait until the time comes.

-While the entire world is moving forward, and its people are living through their lives. Freen's world has become a place where she and her inner screams can only be heard. Recently her situation has become more and more grim. The bruises that adorned her body were mere reflections of the torment she endured, yet her spirit remained unyielding. Each time Rebecca demanded to know the reason why she killed her father, Freen resolute answer did not waver. "I killed him. I shot him. I ended him" she would repeat, her voice steady even in pain enveloped her. "This what happened and this is my only answer for you"

Rebecca, however could not accept the truth, deluded by her need for a scapegoat. In the past few weeks, she entered with renewed fury, striking Freen with ferocity that left her gasping for breath. The chains that bound her were not merely physical, they symbolized the chains of guilt, hate and regret that Rebecca had forged around her own heart. With every bead of Freen's unyielding spirit, Rebecca's anger only intensified.