C75 Need to win Racheal back

Freya’s Pov.

“Wow, you are incredible,” Tobias commented as I ran up to him, he clicked the stop watch and looked up at me wearing a proud grin.

“I'm keeping upright,” I said panting, my hands on my knees as I gulped in oxygen.

“Yes you are,” he glanced at my stomach that was now plumb and visible to the eyes, “and the baby looks healthy,” he bent forward, placed his head on my swollen belly, “Am I right?” he teased and I giggled.

I could feel the blood in my veins running wild as my heart was beating like drum.

“Rachael!” I yelled out to her, she was far and not just proximity base but at heart. We hadn't settled, we hadn't talked for months, we just existed.

I knew what I did to her was shitty but I never imagined to stretch out this far.

“She’ll come around,” Tobias spoke reassuringly, rubbing my shoulder.

“I thought that last month, she has found her mate and she still hasn't sent a glance my way,” my face fell. If I wanted to loose someone, not Rachael, she had become a big part in my life and I could hardly be me without her.

When we arrived she had found her mate, I didn't think the mating with same gender was a thing but again I was the same person that assumed humans and wolf couldn't be mate, but we were living in that reality now.

The girl that had called Tobias name like she was an aria performing live turned out to be Rachael’s mate, I believe that by now, we all knew I wasn't a good judge of character.

“Give her time,” Tobias turned me and stared at me, his hand on my both shoulder as he held my gaze.

A half part of me had led me to believe that Rachael and I would make up after she found her mate, but reverse had been the case. She avoided me just as worse. Time, I had given her all the time in this world that I didn't yet it seemed as though she was pulling away from me, I was losing my friend.

“I've been giving her enough time, time is not what she needs, I'm going to confront her,” I declared.

“I don't think that's—-”

“Right? Yes I know it isn't but I don't care, I'm going to be selfish one last time,” I said to Tobias, “I'll be right back,” I patted his shoulder and jogged along.

I walked into the house to the maid I turned to, “have you seen Rachael?”

“She went up to her room ma'am,” the maid replied and bowed.

“Thank you,” I smiled and ran up, taking the long staircase in twos.

“Rachael!” I called when I arrived at the post of her door. The white door and gold knob caught my eyes, it had been ages since I last saw this part of the room.

I knocked again, “Rachael! I know you are in there and I'm not leaving!” I yelled as I pounded the door again.

“Leave Freya!” she said from inside.

A dry laugh left me, “you know me Rachael, I'm not going anywhere,” I pounded again on the door, the wood vibrating and resonating through the walls, “open the door!”

“I think you should let her be,” I heard Williams voice,

“Just a reminder, I'm not you,” I said over my shoulders, “and you should be on your way, beta. This is between me and Rachael,” and I hit the door.

He was quiet for a moment or two as he stared hole into my back, watching me pound on her door with influence.

“You are going to rip out this door!” Rachael yelled and I scream, “yes I don't mind, as long as I speak with you,” I retorted.

When I glanced back I didn't see Williams again, I shrugged and continued hitting the door, this time I used my full arm while pounding.

“Why are you like this?” Rachael yelled,

“Because I'm Freya Demitri, I'm selfish and I care for only myself, everything revolves around me that's why I need to be selfish one last time for our friendship,” my voice cracked and came out coarse due to too much shouting.

“Why are you so hard on——” the door flung open, “Rachael?” I called like I was at the brink of late.

She peeled the door open and held it for me to step in.

“Thank you,” I muttered and slide in.

Venturing deeper into her room. The room was…. Wait, this was the first time I actually stepped foot into her room. It was… beautiful.

The room was painted in green, dark green. Her bed dressed in white, and so was her wardrobe. A chandelier hung from the roof, while long crescent light ran round the roof. On the wall hung flowers and by her bed side, pots of flowers grew and bloomed, the window was opened allowing ventilation into room. Her curtains were white with small green flowery plants scattered across it. Just some inched after the window sat her a long bookshelves of the finest books, I could imagine.

“Stop gawking my room and state why you have come,” she said from behind me making me jerk.

“I wanted to talk to you,” my starting felt stupid, of course she knew I wanted to talk to her, why then was I pounding on her door like a crazy lunatic.

“Yes, I know, if I didn't? The way you almost brought down my door did,” she said.

“Do you mind?” she went to seat on her bed,

“I'm sorry for being selfish and for not asking you how you felt, for not considering you and making everything about me,” I apologized.

She chuckled a laugh that was no where near her throat, the mouth just carried out the action, “is that why you think I would not speak with you?” Rachael queried incredulously.

“Why, yes,” I answered confused, “isn't that why?”

“That's not why I'm angry Frey,” shudder ran through me when I heard my name from her mouth. It's been long that the mere sound of it rocked me.

“Then why? Why are you?” I moved closer when I asked the question, eating the space between us.

“Because,” she shut up, sighed and sat down back, “I could not believe you wanted to punish that innocent child for something she is not guilty about, you wanted to put your anger on that poor little child, something her father did,” she said almost like she couldn't believe it.

I couldn't either because all through the months, all through that morning I beat myself about my relationship with Rachael for the completely wrong reason.

She wasn't angry at me for being selfish to her, it was because I had extended that vex to my baby, to my innocent baby.

Many times I stood outside that door, I had come up with a lot of foolish phrases, speech and presentation I was ready to deliver to Rachael. They were convincing enough, i was sure that one out of the numerous one I churned in my head would soften her or get to her. Little did I know that I was gonna stand here, lip tight and mind vacant as I stared into her piercing gaze.

I was out of words, what could I say, what word could I twist that could possibly be right. I searched my head but came up with none.

Asshole, I was a big one, hell I'd win award for it.

Realization of something blunt pierced my heart and I gasped, “I'm going to be a bad mother,” quickly my hand came over my mouth and clutched it in shame.

“Oh my god,” I had never thought of it, never did it graze my mind that I may not be able to train my child. What sort of mother would I be? Surely not the good one, because no mother would want to kill her unborn child.

“You are right Rachael? I'm the most selfish person on this earth and I would never know that without you, that's why I need you, I need you more than you know it,” my voice was pleading as I neared her.

“I'm sorry for being all that I am, I'm sorry for not caring, I'm sorry for being a reckless friend and mother, I'm sorry for almost hurting your little kid,” I rubbed my belly, “but I love her, so much that I would not let a single scratch on her skin. I'm sorry—”

“For sucking me into your drama?” she chimed in and I nodded, “yes, sorry for that.”

“And for not asking me about Merona?”

I nodded, “yes.”

“For eating that sweet chocolate cake without me?”

“Yes—” I stopped nodding, “yes yes, for eating it alone,” a laugh broke out for me, “but the baby wanted it,” I said and she smiled.

“For going shopping without me?”

“Yesss,” I squealed and she laughed, “I chose absolutely ugly style all because you didn't come with me,” I slipped out.

She chuckled in turn, “I know right? What horrible choice,” a smile broke forth, “what can you do without me?”

“Probably nothing,” I confirmed. “That's why I need you back,” I said sheepishly.

“Oh you really do, I can't let you be going out like a dark cloud every day,” and we both laughed.

“Oh Rachael,” a tear slipped through as I ran and hugged her, sniffing in her scent.

“I've missed you,” I cried out.

“Same as me,” she hiccuped.

“That’s a lie, you were acting totally fine,” I accused her.

“I was only trying to teach you a lesson but I missed you terribly,” she proclaimed and I wished I could crush her into my arms, but my baby bump wouldn’t allow that, not if I wanted her to live though.

“Awww,” I cooed, I pulled out from the hug, “never stay away from me for such long period of time again,” I warned.

“I would not, but I could say same, have you got name for the baby?” She asked and I shook my head.

“I have a few,” I answered.

Racheal laughed, “oh I have a lot of ideas, come,” she pulled me along to her shelf pulling out her book when a knock interrupted us.

“Stop being a moment spoiler” I yelled out.

“Someone is by the door, looking for you,” announced Williams.

“The person can wait!” I yelled back, from the corner of my eyes I saw her pull out a ledger.

“It’s not for you, Rachael,” he stated.

“The person can wait!” She yelled the same words as me and began opening the ledger.

“The person cannot!” He insisted.

“Let’s go,” I said and she nodded.

We walked to the door, clutched it by the handle and turned it open, we gasped as we stared at my long time enemy.

“Merona!” She said the name as though it was oxygen.