"Ugh God" Becky mumbled as she hopped out of bed opening her bedroom door a jar, she watched as Engfa chatted away to Freen offering her a cup of something hot.
"What the fuck" Charlotte snapped as she shut the door closed demanding answers from her friend.
"I didn't know ok" Becky sighed as she put her hands up in her defense walking around her friend and went to pick some clothes to wear.
"How the fuck do you not know if you were married or not" Char questioned as she sat on Becky's bed arms folded tightly.
"No, I mean I thought we were divorced, I signed the papers the night I left Thailand and thought she got it finalized" Becky replied as she slipped a pair of loose track suit bottoms on, she tied her chestnut hair back into a messy bun.
"Why didn't you tell me" Char eyes furrowed with hurt.
"We are supposed to be friends Becky, if that is even your name" she mumbled sulking as she glared at the pile of clothes on the floor.
"Charlotte" Becky sighed. Of course, she felt bad about keeping it from her but there was nothing she could do to change it now, she sat on the edge of her bed as she entwined her fingers with the blondes who looked up at her with sadness.
"I fucked up Char before I met you, I made mistakes, broke her heart as well as mine and truth be told I never thought I would see her again until she turned up at work yesterday" Becky explained.
"Yeeeeeesterday" Char groaned clearly pissed she hadn't told her about it last night.
"Look Char I know you hate me right now; I will explain everything to you later I promise" she said as she hooked her pinky with Charlotte's as Becky pouted her lower lip over her mouth the blonde smiled as she gave her friend a quick hug.
"I'm sorry" Becky mumbled into her friends' neck as she pulled back from the embrace and stood up. Becky felt butterflies in her stomach as she gave herself a quick glance in her full-length mirror before opening her bedroom door encouraging her friend to come out of the room with her.
"Hey" Freen said as she got to her feet, placing her coffee on the table. The surgeon felt her heart flutter as she saw Becky coming from her room with the blonde woman. Becky was dressed in a white tank top and oversized track suit bottoms, this used to be her favorite look of her wife's.
They spent the majority of their first year of marriage lazing around their apartment nursing hangovers, dressing down and eating Chinese. That doesn't mean to say when Becky wore a sexy dress showing off her curves and legs it didn't send Freen's brain overdrive, but she thought Becky's natural beauty was way sexier. Becky had gained back her sexy curves she had lost towards the end of their marriage; she got a glimpse of the old Becky she knew and loves. loved.
"What are you doing here" Becky replied looking over at Engfa who smiled awkwardly as she stood between them nurturing her cup of coffee.
"Can we talk" Freen questioned. Becky nodded after a few seconds she couldn't bear the awkwardness of someone from her past meeting her new friends.
"Come on" Becky said as she headed back towards her room in silence for some privacy. The brunette stood by her door as Freen walked in past her Engfa mouthed "she's hot" to Becky as the brunette rolled her eyes and shut the door closed tightly.
Freen smiled to herself as she looked around the messy room. She remembered all the times she would have to clean up after the brunette and how she had nagged her wife to do house chores in their home. Becky didn't seem to lose her ability of making a wardrobe out of a floor. Freen glanced at the bed, this was where Becky lived now, slept here every night without her for the past 9 months.
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Wound Healing (girlxgirl)
रोमांसBecky is a Operating Theatre Nurse who loves her new job working in one of London's busiest hospitals after having worked in Thailand for two years. After putting her past life behind her can she move on when a new surgeon and familiar face turns up.
