No f*****g way! This isn't true, right? This is a sickening joke to commence with, right? That's not Dylan, right? But how could I fool myself? He was really here. He was really... here. He was here in front of me. He was even wearing a black suit that suits him.
"But why?" I whispered the question. I have no guts to loud it because Dylan was looking at me. I nearly wanted to hide at Sabrina's back because of Dylan's stare. It kinda looks scary staring now at his eyes. And I noticed something...
He changed a lot.
Sabrina came closer to me and hugged me while I was still looking at Dylan, shockingly. "Free, I hired my brother-in-law, Dylan, and your boyfriend as well, as your personal and lifetime bodyguard. He agreed because he just told me he hasn't seen you for about three months and he missed you so much already. Isn't my brother-in-law so sweet?"
I gulped and tried to suppress a smile but I think I didn't achieve it. I was surprised when he didn't smile back at me. Am I just imagining it or did I just see Dylan's eyes fired up like he was angry at me? I think it is. I spared a glance to my two bodyguards, Bea and Auston. They were looking at us and even smiled at Sabrina.
"What are you doing, Free? Don't you want to hug Dylan? You would mind if Dylan sulks if you don't hug him." She outburst pent-up laughter.
I looked at Sabrina. She didn't know that Dylan and I had already broken up and it's very awkward. I have to tell her the truth. "Sab, can we talk for a sec? I have something to—"
"Freya, I missed you. You don't want to hug me? Didn't you miss your boyfriend?"
My heart stammered in nervousness as I heard his cold voice. I immediately looked at him in disbelief. What was he saying right now? We've already broken up. Didn't he mind it? And did I notice something again that he emphasized the word 'boyfriend'?
"He is right, Free. C'mon, hug him!" All of a sudden, Sabrina pushed me forward against Dylan's chest. I held tightly to the collar of his suit when I felt I was about to fall to the ground. My eyes broadened as I felt Dylan's hand circling my waist to support me to stand up. I felt a tingling sensation as I felt the warmness of his hand and it sent chills down to my spine. He gripped me close to him.
I glanced at him at a leisurely pace as I felt his other hand circled my waist tightly and I felt goosebumps again. His stare was remaining cold. I don't know why but I was drawn on his chocolate brown eyes. I couldn't help myself but think that I kinda miss him after breaking up with him. He was still handsome, gorgeous, and breathtaking. But I felt strange staring at him. He was cold.
I couldn't feel the happiness that surrounded him. I couldn't feel the love written in his eyes.
He really is changed.
My God! What had you done to him, Freya?
Goosebumps crawled over my body as he immediately laid my head down on his chest and he hugged me. I even heard how Sabrina shrieked in the joy of what Dylan did. "You, my brother-in-law is so really sweet."
I heard Dylan's chuckle. But there's something in his chuckle that I couldn't describe. "Just go to Ethan, Sab. So that you won't envy Freya and me." He gripped my waist again. I slowly closed my eyes in pain. He was gripping my waist tightly like he likes to kill me using it.
I got his point right now. He was emphasizing us because that wasn't true, to begin with. He knew that Sabrina had no idea that he and I were already broke up. Dylan still didn't know the reason why he and I broke up. Or maybe he already knew by the looks of it but I have no idea if I am right. And my dear best friend, Sabrina, thinks that we're still together. And this i***t, Dylan, rides on Sabrina's shits.
I clasped the lower end of the garment of Dylan and whispered, "Stop it! Stop lying!" I couldn't take a risk. He mustn't pretend that we are still together. It's been three months and I've already moved on from him, I think. I glared at Sabrina. "I don't want any bodyguards from now on, Sabrina. It pisses me off." I placed my hands on Dylan's arms and freed myself from his hug. Then, I turned at her.
Sabrina's smile slowly disappeared as she heard my words. She looked at me worriedly. "But Freya—"
I summoned my hand to stop her from continuing what she is about to say. "Stop it, Sabrina! It's not very nice being surrounded by bodyguards. It pisses me off that they wouldn't even give me the privacy that I want. I am not used to it. William would be enough for me to guard me. At least, he knows what privacy means. He can protect me without guarding me so strictly. I'll go for my butler, Sabrina. Your bodyguards are killing me in distress. I didn't wish that you would hire a bodyguard for me without my consent. And now, you will tell me that I have a lifetime bodyguard? C'mon! I'm not a kid anymore! Thanks but no thanks for hiring them. But please... I don't want them. I can protect my own!" I raised my voice in anger. Frustration wanted to go outside of me. I wanted to let it out on my own.
I saw how Sabrina's shocked expression changed. She silenced for a moment and she said, "Why have you always been so selfish, Freya?" she asked calmly.
I prevented my eyebrows from raising. Me? Selfish? When does she mean by that? Is she really serious?
I crossed my arms. "How come I become a selfish one? Then what should you call yourself? Not a selfish individual? C'mon, Sabrina! You're blocking my freedom! It's been three months since I have your two hired bodyguards. It's f*****g irritating every time they are following me like they are my dogs! You still don't f*****g get it? Do I have to explain it further to you?!"
She shook her head like she didn't like what I said. "I'm just protecting you..."
"But you should be the one who should be called selfish, Sab. Since these two were here to guard and secure my life, I didn't feel the freedom I wanted to have before. I shouldn't have told you about my problems!" I said calmly and walked past her as I sat down on my couch comfortably.
She lowered her head. "So, are you regretting you told me about it?"
I glanced at her. "Actually, yes." I leaned in while still crossing my arms at my chest. "If I put you in my situation like now, would you be annoyed and irritated if someone's following you and they didn't give you the right privacy that you want?" Sabrina nodded her head. I chained up. "See? That's what I feel right now."
I didn't mind those two but I could feel Dylan's eyes staring at me. I could feel an uneasy feeling. I shouldn't be feeling this way. Sabrina is still here. It's not my intention to be mad and angry at Sabrina. But it was too much you know. I just don't like to have bodyguards who keep on following my ass like they are dogs.
I'm a hard-headed person. Even in the past, I didn't like bodyguards and it locks my freedom.
"I see," Sabrina spoke up after she silenced again for a sec. She looked at me. "I'm really sorry, Free. But I still couldn't discharge your bodyguards. I care for you so I have to do this. It's a matter of your life and death."
I stood up in no time. "WHAT?!! What do you mean? You can't mean that?!" I said, irritated. This is no good. This isn't!
"My decision is final, Freya."
I shook my head. I got the vase and broke it on the floor by throwing it angrily. "No! No! No! You can't decide my life, Sabrina! You're f*****g too much! You're not the one who will decide what to do in my life, Sabrina! Why can't you tamper with your own life?!! That's it! I had enough of your shits, Sab! Stop it! Stop being a s**t! I want you out of my house right now! I don't need your help anymore! You're taking it too much! You're choking me from what you're doing!" I turned my back to her as I saw her start to cry.
And Will saves my day as he entered at nowhere. "Ma'am Freya, what happened here?" He said looking at the broken vase.
I glared at him. "William, take these people out of my house! I don't want to see them anymore, especially Sabrina! She's choking me because of her shits! I can't bear it anymore!" I started going upstairs as I heard her cries. I stopped in my tracks and turned to Sabrina. "You're just my best friend, Sabrina Dela Cruz but you can't control my life just what you want. If you can't understand my situation, you better leave me out of my life. You're choking me and you're destroying our friendship that we both built in so many years," I said calmly and continued going upstairs and to my room.
As soon as I closed the door of my room, I leaned in and shed tears that rolled down my face.