Becky’s POV I lay on my bed, fully clothed and cried myself to sleep. I couldn’t believe Phillip would really go through with his decision to fire me. Although I should have guessed from the look on his face, and tone of his voice this morning.I woke up just before dawn and was embarrassed by my reflection when I glanced in my vanity mirror.I looked a mess with my wild hair and red, swollen eyes. I took a warm bath and forced myself to accept I would no longer be working for the Dales. I don’t care, I told myself as I combed my hair, I would survive. I will definitely get another job. It is just that I will really miss Anna, and it hurts that I won't be able to bid her goodbye. I began to arrange my things into my bag, then there was a knock on the door.As I made to answer the door, I was surprised to see Phillip standing there.“Good morning, Miss Richards. I need to talk to you,” he said.I stared at him, my eyebrows slightly raised in wonder.“Due to some unforeseen issues, yo
Becky’s POV “And I was thinking you really wanted to hang out with me. I should have guessed your behavior was too good to be true, you sneaky little witch,” he said, coming into the room.“You should be ashamed of yourself you heartless bully,” I said angrily. “Picking on an old lady.”“What is it to you?” He asked. “I am her caregiver and I will treat her anyway I like.”“Not on my watch!” I told him.“Please go dear,” Brenda urged me. “Chris, please let her go.”“Shut up,” Chris told her.“Don’t you yell at her!” I told him. “I will make sure you pay for this.”“Honey go please,” Brenda pleaded.“She is not going anywhere.” Chris closed and locked the door, putting the key in his pocket.“I warned you to mind your business, but you won’t listen now you will wish you had,” he said, moving towards me.“You don’t scare me,” I said firmly. “I am not leaving here without Brenda.”“What is it to you what I do with this old bat?” He asked angrily. “I have told you to let me show you how
Becky’s POV “Oh my goodness! Rebecca! What happened to your face?” Anna asked in alarm.“Nothing Anna, I am okay, really.”“Is it true Brenda was attacked?” She asked.“How did you know that, Gran?” Phillip asked.“One of the neighbors was here just now. She told me Brenda was taken away in an ambulance. It is true, isn’t it?” She began crying.“No Gran, it isn’t. Brenda is fine, thanks to Rebecca,” Phillip told her.“Yes Anna. I was there. Brenda is fine,” I repeated.“I need to see her for myself,” Anna insisted.“Not now, Gran, tomorrow,” Frank said.“We will go see her tomorrow, Gran, I promise,” Phillip agreed.“What happened to you, Rebecca? Is it to do with Brenda?” She asked.“Calm down Gran, let’s go inside and I will explain everything,” Phillip said, then turned to me. “I will look after her, you get some rest.”“I will walk you to your place,” Frank offered.I followed him, happy I wouldn’t have to explain to Anna. My face was swollen up where Chris had hit me and talking
Becky’s POV My heart sank. “Please, I just want to stay till I feel a little better. I would have gone today if this hadn’t happened.” I said, a little panicky.I didn’t have anywhere to go right now and wouldn’t want to appear in my mom’s place with a bruised face. That is, if I could find out where she lived.“No, I meant you can’t go,” he said. “Do you really think I would send you away?” He sounded slightly offended.I blushed.“No, I just…it is just that you wanted me to leave. You said it would be better that way.” I reminded him.“I know. I am sorry, I should never have listened to Celine. I know she probably lied and…never mind. I don’t want you going anywhere. Take a week off.”“I can’t. Who will look after Anna?” I asked.“You really care about her.” He smiled. “Don’t worry, I will find a way around it. You need to rest. I mean it.”He touched my face again. His touch was gentle and I enjoyed it. I wondered if he wanted to do more than touch me, so I moved closer to him. H
Becky’s POV The story was all over the news!“It is all over the news!” Frank said, surprised.I was speechless. I hadn’t noticed any newsagents there, but they had been.I watched the story and blushed as I was called a hero. “I am not a hero!” I groaned, switching off the TV.“You are,” Frank insisted. “You were very brave, and I am so glad you are okay.”“Thank you.”“And I need to explain what happened on Sunday,” Frank said.I stopped him, “You have already apologized.”“I need to explain.” He held my hand. “I really have feelings for you, Becky, and I was disappointed that you didn’t seem to realize it. But that was no excuse to act the way I did.”“I didn’t realize it at first, but when I did, I meant to call you and explain too.” I sighed. “I like you Frank, I do, but not that way. I don’t want anything romantic right now, I just want us to be friends,” I explained.“Why? I am not putting pressure on you, it is just that I care about you, and I would like you to consider it.
Becky’s POV I was shocked. Didn’t she know it was me?“Mom, I said, it is me, Rebecca.”"And I ask again, what do you want? Why are you bothering me?” She demanded.“Didn’t Wendy tell you I had been trying to call you, your number wasn’t going so-““You haven’t answered my question. What do you want?”“I wanted to know how you are. I have missed you-““I am fine, now you know, are you happy now?” She snapped.“I got into some trouble, it was on the news-““So? What is my business if you go about picking fights?” She said.“No mom, it is not like that! It wasn’t a fight, I was attacked. You see-““I am not interested, Rebecca! I am not interested in you or anything about you! Can you now stop bothering me!” She was yelling so loudly and I had to move the phone away from my ear.I was shocked. Tears stung my eyes. I noticed Dom watching me carefully. I was ashamed. I knew he could hear what was being said.“I am sorry mom. Please send me your address. Please, Mom. I want to visit, I am
Becky's POV “Hey Frank, just in time for dinner.” Phillip smiled.“Lucky me,” Frank muttered. He wasn’t smiling but was looking at us suspiciously.“Are you okay?” He asked me.“Yeah, I am fine. What is that?” I asked, pointing at the bag he was holding.“I brought you dinner,” he said.“Guess you will be okay then,” Phillip told me. “Take it easy, okay? I will see you tomorrow.”I nodded, slightly disappointed that Frank had shown up. I knew Phillip had been about to kiss me, and had been looking forward to it. I watched him walk back to the house.“What was that?” Frank asked, frowning.“Nothing. Come into the living room,” I said.“You look upset,” he said.“I am, just a little bit. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my Dad’s death,” I said sadly.His frown cleared. “I am sorry about that. Here, I brought you some pizza.”“Wow, thanks. Join me, let’s eat.”We sat on the sofa and began eating the pizza.“How was your day? Hope you weren’t bored?” He asked.“No, I was okay and you?”“I
Becky’s POV She hugged me so tightly that I was almost choking.“Thank you! Oh, thank you so much!” She exclaimed.I fought for air, wondering who she was.“Thank you for rescuing grandma. You are a hero!” She cried.This must be Linda. I thought.Frank managed to pull her away from me.“Easy Linda,” he said. “Becky, this is Brenda’s granddaughter-““I am Linda, Phil has told me everything! I am so grateful. He said you kept telling everyone, but they won’t believe you till you took matters into your own hands! How can I ever thank you?” I stared at the beautiful red-headed woman. “It was nothing really, Miss-““Linda. Call me Linda, please. And it was something.” “I agree,” Anna added,“Oh, Anna, forgive me,” she hugged her. “How are you?”“Better now that Brenda is okay. Thanks to Rebecca, she noticed quickly that something was wrong.”Linda burst into tears.“I spoke to her nearly every day and I didn’t notice. What does that say about me?” She cried.Frank opened his arms to co