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-57- Being honest wouldn't hurt, someday

[Being honest wouldn't hurt, someday]

Third Person's pov

The night went on, with Freen who still looks so shocked about what she just saw, or should we say " who she just saw ". There are few people who are still living the night to the fullest just like what Freen taught them, but there she is - not wanting to have fun anymore because all she just want to do is to go home. Why so? Because she's sitting in a table wherein in front of it, there is a dancing Becky. She's jealous, not because she's seeing Becky enjoying the night with Bright on the dancefloor, instead she's jealous because she knew Becky moved on, if Becky does, when is her time? 

Is this how cruel the fate is? 

I did everything back then? Why does it have to kill me again right now? 

I shouldn't have went here.  

Time is the ultimate truth teller. It betrays me. 

It knew that if I went here and saw her, I'll be falling on my knees. 

Bringing it closer to her, by crawling back again. 

Just like the first time, 

Just like the last time. 

And even seeing her again, tonight and right now. 

Her thoughts got snapped back to reality when she saw Becky leaving the dancefloor and going to somewhere she didn't know. Before she could know it, her feet brought her to Becky, following her wherever she wanna go, and calling her name. 

" Becky! " She called and stop following her when Becky stopped as well. The girl turned around with the same cold eyes that she encountered earlier. 

The eyes that are the same of what she encountered when they first met before.

" That's Ms. Armstrong for you, miss. Could I ask you, how can I help you tonight?  " Becky formally responded. 

" I- I just wanna know if - if how are you doing? Ho- how's life? " Freen asked, shaking and stuttering because of some unidentified reason. " Is that all? C'mon, you're just wasting my time and your time as well. Strangers don't ask those kinds of questions randomly. That's so weird, so if you can excuse me, I have some more important errands to prioritize. "  Becky chuckled and was about to leave when she stopped her tracks with what she heard from Freen. 

" I'm a stranger for you? " 

Becky stares blankly at her view and slowly turned around to face Freen. " Since the day that you pushed me to my limits, you're a nobody for me that time. So why ask me about that? " Becky responded. Freen laughed bitterly and bites her lips so hard that can almost makes it bleed and replied, " I'm sorry about that, but let's be civil about this. You know I'm not a stranger to you, and admit it or not, there's still a piece of care from you to me - I hope. I don't know but I'm still waiting for you, Becky. I- I still love you, and I don't - " her words are cut because of Becky's laughs and she looked disbelievingly at the girl.