The Tale Of Becky Quinn

Panic Attack

"I thought you didn't like crowed places" Tim asked looking over at her Becky gasped lightly, She smiled over at him

"I didn't want to ruin you're time at the mall" she told him, Maybe a little guilt trip wouldn't hurt; Tim shifted and looked back out the window,

"If you didn't feel good you should have said something" he muttered Becky grunted but didn't say anything. She shifted and looked over at Tim for a moment, then to her hands,

"I liked your friend..." Becky muttered "He was...cool..." she left out the fact she thought he was really cute, Tim grunted not showing any interest in what she was saying.

Becky rolled her eyes and sighed "I really hate boys..."

"So what did you two do at the mall?" Alfred asked Becky smiled and thought, "Accept you Alfred"

"Nothing much" Becky told him pulling on her skirt, "Just kinda walked around is all..." she looked over at Tim wondering if he would say something, but he just kept he eyes on the window.

"Yeah because the window is so freaking entertaining..." she thought as she looked back at her own window and watched the small drops of water landing on the window.

"Thought you said it wasn't going to rain" Tim muttered Becky shrugged "I guess the weatherman is a lair...."

"Just like you huh?" he asked looking over at her Becky glared over at him, "I'm not a lair"

"Then why didn't you freak out when you were in a crowded mall?!" he asked Becky felt her stomach turn,

"I'm not a lair" she repeated not knowing what else to say back, Tim sneered and turned to face her.

"Then why didn't you freak out?" he asked again "It a simple question answer!"

"I-I don't know!" Becky screamed causing Alfred to step on the brake, "I just didn't!" she told him, Tim glared at her "Your are a liar!" he hissed.

"Now Master Tim!" Alfred said turning to face them, but Tim didn't pay any mind to him Becky's head was spinning her headacks have been coming more recently and more painful then they used to be.

Tim glared at Alfred then back to Becky "I'm still waiting for an answer..." he told her, Becky tried to keep focus on what he was saying but her head was spinning, "I-I don't know" Becky answered as she placed her hand to her mouth.

She was going to barf.

"I knew it! What else have you lied about?" Tim asked again, Becky shook her head she couldn't open her mouth because vomit would come out, Tim grabbed her arm and tried to force it away from her mouth.

"Master Tim!" Alfred yelled "that is enough!" Becky raised her free hand and slapped Tim hard on the cheek making him let go of her, she then turned to the door and threw it open as she let herself vomit the rain had picked up now making it hard for Becky to hold on to the door.

Then Becky felt herself really slipping and it only took her a few seconds to realize that she was passing out, Tim was rubbing his cheek when he saw Becky starting to fall he reached forward and took her of the back of her shirt and pulled her back in to the door and then reached over and slammed the door closed.

Tim looked down at the unconscious girl then rubbed his cheek, "W-what happened to her?" he asked looking over at Alfred who sighed and rubbed his forehead,

"She had a panic attack" he told him as he turned around and put the car back in drive and started toward home.

Tim sighed and sat against his seat "I didn't mean to..." he muttered looking over at Becky, "But...I wanted the truth who knows what else she could be lying about!"

Alfred sighed "In a way master Tim you are right we don't know if what Miss. Rebecca says is true or not...but in a way you are wrong...perhaps she is telling the truth..."

Tim shuddered at this...Becky did disappear from the food court...was she trying to get away from all the people? Now he felt really bad....He rested his head on the cool window and watched the rain fall.

"Great..." Tim thought "This is just great!" Tim didn't want to be mean to Becky, but he didn't want to get friendly with her either. She was the daughter of his greatest enemy she couldn't be fully trusted, He looked over at her then back to the window.

But he couldn't help but feel bad for her, she didn't pick her parents hell picked her parents. He was in the same boat with her on that one but he had a chance, but her.....? He didn't want to think about it.