As Freen tries to pull Charlotte away, he accidentally bumps into her, sending her stumbling backwards.
Charlotte: (Screaming) ouch!
Freen: (panicking) I'm so sorry!
Charlotte falls to the ground with a thud, landing on her backside.
Engfa: (Rushing to her side) Charlotte! Are you okay?
Charlotte: (Groaning) I think I'm alright. Just a little bruised.
Engfa helps Charlotte to her feet, freen's face filled with guilt.
Freen: (Apologizing) I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean to push you.
Engfa: (Shouting) What's wrong with you Freen?!
Freen: (Shout back) It's just an accident! Why are you shouting at me huh?!
Charlotte: (Sighing) It's okay, I'm fine.
Engfa: But still Charlotte, Your husband must be idiot sometimes.
Freen: (Voice raised) Who are you to call me like that?!
Engfa: (Trying to calm him down) She's your wife freen! What's wrong with you?
Freen: (Slamming his fist on the wall)
Why do you care so much? I know what I'm doing.
Engfa: (Taking a step back) Freen, calm down.
Freen: (Standing up, his face contorted with rage) You think I'm calm?
Freen lunges at Engfa, throwing a punch that connects with his jaw. Engfa stumbles back, falling to the ground with a thud.
Freen: (Yelling) Shut your fcking mouth!
Becky: Freen!
Freen raises his fist again, ready to strike Engfa once more.
(Charlotte, her eyes wide with shock) rushes towards Freen, grabbing his arm before he can land another blow.
Freen: Let go of me!
Charlotte: (Pulling him back) Freen, stop!
Freen: (Struggling against her grip) Get out of my way, Charlotte!
Charlotte: (Looking at Engfa, who is lying on the floor, holding his jaw)
Engfa, are you okay?
Freen tries to break free from Charlotte's hold, but she holds on tight.
Charlotte: (Turning back to Freen, her voice firm) Freen, you need to calm down.
Freen: (Furious) He can't mind his own business! Why would he care so much? It's just an accident!
Charlotte: (Looking at Engfa again) Engfa, can you get up?
Engfa slowly sits up, his face pale and his jaw throbbing.
Charlotte: (He let go of freen and Helping Engfa to his feet) Come on, let's get you out of here.
Becky: (Holds freen's hand) calm down.
Charlotte: (Looks at freenbecky hands and she feels like her heart aches)
Engfa: (low tone) let's go Charlotte.
Charlotte: (Looks at Engfa and try to smile)
Becky: Let's go, control yourself remember we are still here at the area.
Freen: (Shouting) You're letting him get away with this?
Charlotte: (Turning back to him, her voice calm but firm) Freen, this isn't the answer. We need to talk about this, but not like this.
Freen: (Smirk and shouted) Go! Be with that loser!
Charlotte shakes her head and leads Engfa out of the sight, leaving Freen standing alone, his anger simmering beneath the surface.
ENGLOT POV
(Charlotte gently applying ice to a bruise on Engfa's jaw).
(Engfa is wincing slightly as the ice pack touches his skin).
Charlotte: (Speaking softly) I'm so sorry, Engfa. Freen is a hothead, but he didn't mean to hurt you.
Engfa: (Smiling weakly) It's okay, Charlotte. I'm used to Freen's temper.
Charlotte: (Scowling) You shouldn't have to be.
Engfa: (Taking the ice pack from her)
It's fine. He just misunderstood me being so much caring towards you.
Charlotte: (Sighing) I know, but he needs to learn to control his anger.
Engfa: (Nodding) I know.
There's a moment of silence as Charlotte continues to clean the bruise on Engfa's jaw.
Charlotte: (Looking up at him) Are you sure you're okay?
Engfa: (Smiling) I'm fine. Just a little sore.
Charlotte: (Reaching for a small bottle of ointment) Let me put some of this on. It'll help with the swelling.
Engfa nods, allowing Charlotte to gently apply the ointment to his bruise.
Charlotte: (Looking at him with concern) Tell me if it's still hurt, okay?
Engfa: (Smiling and nodded)
Charlotte: (Smiling back)I know.
ENGFA
(Looking at her and feels something)
Charlotte: (To herself) Engfa looks handsome too? Wait what? Stop Charlotte you're already married.
There's a uncomfortable silence between them.
Engfa: (Standing up) I should probably head home.
Charlotte: (Standing up with him) Let me walk you to the door.
As they walk towards the door, Charlotte places a hand on Engfa's shoulder.
Engfa: (Speaking softly) Thank you for cleaning my bruise Charlotte!
Charlotte: (Smiling) It's no problem, Engfa. We're friends.
Engfa: (to himself) f-friends, yes right only friends..
They reach the door, and Engfa turns to Charlotte.
Engfa: (Smiling) Thanks for taking care of me!
Charlotte: (Smiling back) Anytime, Engfa.
Engfa walks out the door, leaving Charlotte standing alone in her apartment. She watches him leave, her heart filled with a mixture of sympathy for Engfa.
Charlotte: (To herself) I hope this doesn't ruin their friendship.
She closes the door, turning back to the quiet apartment. The air is thick with the scent of lavender, and the fairy lights cast a warm glow on the room.
Charlotte: (Remember freenbecky hands earlier and Sighing) This is going to be a long night.
She walks back to the couch, picking up the ice pack and placing it back in the freezer.
Charlotte: (To herself) Maybe I should talk to Freen about this.
She picks up her phone, scrolling through her contacts list.
Charlotte: (To herself) Maybe later.
She puts her phone down, deciding to give Freen some space for now.
Charlotte: (To herself) He'll come around eventually.
She walks to the window, looking out at the city lights.
Charlotte: (To herself) I hope so.
She closes the blinds, turning back to the quiet apartment.
Charlotte: (To herself) Maybe I should just focus on taking care of myself tonight.
She walks to the bathroom, turning on the shower.
Charlotte: (To herself) I deserve a relaxing night.
She steps into the warm water, letting the steam wash away the stress of the evening.
Charlotte: (To herself) Tomorrow is another day.
She closes her eyes, letting the warmth of the water soothe her.
FREENBECKY POV
Freen: (his face still flushed with anger, but now tinged with a hint of regret) stares out at the city lights, his fists clenched.
He's replaying the events of the past few minutes in his mind, the heat of his anger clashing with the cold realization of his actions.
Becky: (her expression a mix of concern and worry) approaches him from behind, her footsteps silent on the wooden floor.
Becky: (Speaking softly) Freen.
Freen doesn't turn around, but he can feel her presence beside him.
Becky: (Laying a hand on his shoulder) It's okay.
Freen takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.
Freen: (Whispering) I messed up.
Becky: (Nodding) I know, but It's not your fault, it's just an accident and maybe Engfa care that much towards Charlotte because they are good friends.
Freen: (Turning to face her, his eyes filled with remorse) I hurt Charlotte, after her it's Engfa.
Becky: (Holding his gaze) I know.
Freen looks away, unable to meet her eyes.
Freen: (Muttering) I was so angry.
Becky: (Pulling him into a hug) I know.
Freen leans into her embrace, seeking comfort in her warmth.
Becky: (Whispering) It's okay.
Freen: (Burying his face in her shoulder) I don't know what to do.
Becky: (Rubbing his back soothingly) We'll figure it out.
Freen: (Pulling back slightly, his voice choked with emotion) I'm so sorry.
Becky: (Smiling gently) I know you are.
Freen: But I feels like there's something wrong between Charlotte and Engfa
Becky: (Holding his hand) What do you mean?
Freen: (Shakes his head) nothing, forget about it.
Becky: (Kissing his cheeks)
They stand there for a moment, holding each other close, the city lights shimmering outside the window.
Becky: (Looking at him with understanding) You're not a bad person, Freen. You just need to learn to control your anger.
Freen: (Nodding) I know.
Becky: (Smiling)
Freen smiles back, feeling a sense of relief in her presence.
Freen: (Whispering) Thankyou, Becky.
Becky: always, Freen.
They stand there for a moment longer, their love providing a beacon of hope in the midst of the storm.
