Understatements

4

Shortly after Bayley left Becky alone, she really thought about what she said.

What she had told her meant a lot, and she was going to try and put her advice to good use when she needed it.

She wanted to be better but for the time being, she had to get back to work.

She felt like she was being chewed up and spat out when she picked those papers back up, but that was a feeling she would have to get over.

She was sticking with what she told herself about not having feelings for this girl.

Cause she didn't.

Who cares if she was hot? She's found many others hot too, doesn't mean it's a crush. Right?

There was no time to think about that to her as she desperately wanted to think about something else. So, she takes a quick shower in preparation to go and think about it even more.

After she gets out, dries off, and changes, she goes down the stairs and first notices how empty it is.

Not looking at the time and assuming it's the hour where work picks up, she walks for the door to join the rush.

"Hey. You okay?" Alexa greets from the living room, making Becky stop her feet and turn around.

"Yeah, I'm good" she says, making a b-line and walking towards her instead.

"You sure?" She asks, turning on her stool.

Becky looks down, blinking a few times at the floor before moving her gaze back up.

Was she?

"Yes. I'm sure Lexi" Even if she wasn't, she didn't feel like getting into all of that with her.

"Okay. Just making sure" Alexa nods. Becky was almost 70% sure Lexi didn't believe her, but more than anything she was grateful she decided not to press her about it.

That had already happened enough towards her today.

"Thanks. I'm leaving. To search for that girl, I guess" she mutters the last mention as she turns back around to grab her jacket before leaving.

"Okay. Remember, if you find her, and have an opportunity to get close, don't kill her" Alexa reminds her.

"Yeah, yeah, I won't" she calls back out in response. Putting her arms into the jacket she took; she leaves the house without another word.
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Making her way to the provided address, Becky places herself far away enough from the exact location to avoid suspicion.

Taking the helmet she wore while riding off, she put it away on the seat and examines the area.

She spots some movement at the location from where she discreetly stood and pokes her head around cautiously.

Then she stops.

Her breath hitches as she spots the one face she needed to see exiting the large upscale house.

"Oh my god" she whispers to herself.

Charlotte steps down the few entryway stairs in an elegant blue dress, accompanied by diamonds in an assortment of sizes.

Walking towards a car, Becky presumes it were bodyguards of some sort she was surrounded by.

After not noticing she was staring like she was, she fumbles to get her phone out and speedily punch in a number.

"Yeah?" Alexa starts to speak.

"She's here, I found her" Becky almost cuts her off she was so eager to tell her.