Jacqueline's POV:
I was already tired by the time we started driving and i wanted to take a nap then and there. I looked at my boss and he doesn't look like he wanted a conversation either. So in queue, i slept a peaceful sleep.
I was jerked up from my sleep when the car we were driving suddenly came to a halt.
I quizzically looked at my boss in which he just shrugs away with a smirk.
I was confused and when i look around, the area seems familiar but i didn't recognise it.
Then it all came back to me. It's my vicinity and i could see my shredded apartment.
"Thank you so much sir! I better get going ."
"You live here?"
I could hear the faint disgust in his voice. I'd feel the same if i were one of them, the urban settlers."Yes i do."
"You possibly cannot! This place is dangerous! A girl, all alone... you live alone right?"
"Yeah."
"Come on. Let's go back. You can spend the night in my apartment. I'll fix an apartment for you tomorrow morning itself. Whether you come with me or not at my parents', i'll help you on this one."
I can't believe what i'm hearing. Is this real? It isn't just a dream, is it?
How could someone, who's a stranger, not even a mere acquaintance, help me? Maybe he needs something out of me. Or could he have had the slightest thought that i'd sleep with him in return? That must be it. Or what else could be the matter with men nowadays. They just used somebody for warming their bed and throw out the next day just like a wastage, and women didn't mind anything at all too. But i'm unlike them and i won't hesitate to break their nose, or more, hurt their precious balls if they even try me for it. I was thinking hard until he cleared his throat."Are you zoning out? Are you okay? Come on. Or do you have anything to pack from your apartment? It's already late and it'll took us another hour or so to get back."
"Are you being serious? Why would i go with you. I didn't know you apart from knowing you as my boss. I can't even trust you. Are you trying to sell me away to some smugglers or worst, make me one of your sluts? Because, if so, you picked the wrong girl, boy. Now, go away before i called 911."
Okay. That was the worst way of threatening somebody. I didn't even have a phone to call if he attack me for real.
"What's that all about, Jacqueline? I wasn't even thinking about that. You'll help me and i'm returning the favour. And i'm a kindhearted human so i can't let my employee live on that shabby place which is very far from workplace and who doesn't have a car. So no misunderstanding between us. And don't worry about the money. Your boss here, is a freakingly rich bastard. I'll treat you the right way every woman dreamed about."
And he laughed right away which was purely filled with fun and carefree.
He's really handsome but he appeared to me just like my brother. Oh how i missed his humourous and ridiculous jokes. My eyes' filled with tears and a drop fell out without notice. And i kind of trust his words.
"Okay. Thank you! Let's go. I don't have anything to take from that place."
And i add, "i'll ride."
I could see the horror escaped from his eyes when i said that. He probably thinks that i didn't know how to drive. What can i say? People expects something good only if you live in a nice locality, dress expensively, walks stylishly, speaks gently.
I don't blame him.
"You drive? Okay."
He threw the keys my way and we switched our places. Once i started the engine, i could feel the vibrations and the liveliness when people drive.
It revived all the energies which were kept deep within myself.
"Watch out for yourself, sir."
I shouted and put on the full gear and sped away.
"You can't drive on that speed. Slow down immediately!"
I didn't care what he's shouting at me. I forgot for a moment that he's my boss. I missed this. I missed driving a long drive with my borther, my friends. They're my means of recreation. Without them i can't survived but then again i survived. I survived for them. I survived to fulfill their wishes, which will be living life to the fullest. I'm still learning to survive.
My boss kept shouting at me to slow down and my knuckles turned white from holding the wheeler too hard. Maybe i zoned out again this time too. So i slowed down a little bit and looked at him.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you speeding that high? What if we met an accident? We could have been dead by now. I will never ever let you drive next time."
"Oh. That's what i thought too. There'll be no next time. But i'm also trying to loosen up a bit, you know. It wasn't that bad. I could feel you enjoying yourself."
"You are impossible! Remind me, why did i let you in for the job? And people loosen up at a bar, you know."
"Oh. That. One bitch didn't turned up and i filled in."
"Okay. Tomorrow, go find another job. I'll have to fire you."
"Come on. Don't be the bad guy here. You're already helping me with a place to stay, why giving me the doubt about the job. I wasn't that bad either. I could handle some plates and trays and not to mention your butt slaping's. By the way, that's disgusting!"
"Haha... i thought you enjoyed since you never complained. Some of the girls did, on their first day."
"Oh. You looked like some sex maniacs when you were at the cafe. So i better save my job bearing your slaps other than losing it. I'm that much desperate."
"Ok. I'll reconsider you for the job since you need it."
"Yay! You are the best Boss!"
"Keep your happiness for yourself. It's kind of affecting other people."
I took a glanced at him and he's smiling like a mad man. He's really cute. I sped away which led him into another round of shouts.
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