The Billionaire & The Maid

Chapter-7

Jacqueline's POV:

I felt like someone was trying to

carry me and I became alerted. I

was too afraid to open my eyes. And

that someone was lifting me up so I

quickly fly my fist up and hit that

someone's jaw. My knuckles hurt a

lot and I blinked my eyes open.

I thought I was dreaming but to my surprise I just heard someone groaned. When I looked around I was in a couch and on the floor was Bobby with a teared lips and bloods.

"Oh my goodness Bobby! I'm so sorry. I didn't meant it. Look, I've hurt myself too. Please don't kick me out yet."

I was practically begging for my dear life.

He was laughing like I've made the most funniest jokes ever.

"You think you could get away that easily? No. You thought wrong. I'll make you pay for what you did to my beautiful face. Your hand is nothing compared to mine."

I couldn't possibly be facing this right now. I was so stupid for believing in him at the first place. His outside appearance betrayed me. What am I suppose to do now? Run? No. Bad idea. But I can't just stay doing nothing. Think Jacqueline.

"Don't even think about running away."

My thoughts are louder then I thought. I get up slowly from the couch and looked at him. I could see my knuckles turning blue. Did I hit that hard? He was touching his jaw.

"You got a first aid kit? I can clean that thing on your lips."

He looked at me amusingly. I was getting scared now. We were the coolest buddy before and now the worst enemy. This can't be happening.

"Jacqueline, do you really think I'll hurt you? I thought we're way past that. I'm hurt."

He said that and acted like he's really hurt by falling on the floor. I can't believe what I'm seeing. He's made a fool out of me but I'll make sure he gets paid for this.

"Run for your life Bobby. I'll kill you! How can you do that to me? I was pleading, for God's sake. But you choose to ignored it."

We're running around the apartment like some kids playing. If someone watches it'll be a spectacular site. I was throwing all sorts of things which came my way.

"You'll never get to catch me with those shorty legs of yours. Keep up the pace, shorty. That's your new name, by the way."

He's getting on my nerves.

I lunged forward and get hold of his leg. Both of us felt on the hard marbled floor and we hurt ourselves. But that's not the thing to worry about. I still have to punish him.

"Don't ever try to run, Bobby sloppy. You'll hurt yourself in the process."

"Shorty, isn't the name a little too sexy?"

It's a funny sight with me trying not to let loose and him struggling to get off. So I finally laughed. Again due to his struggling, he almost flew off a good length of the floor. It's getting hilarious by that time. I was laughing like a mad woman. Tears started to trickle down.

"What're these all about, shorty?"

"Okay, first of all, what were you trying to do when I was sleeping on the couch?"

"I was gonna tuck you in to bed but you went overboard and gave me the punch which I don't even have the strength to hit. That's a lot coming from a girl like you."

"What? A girl like me? Who do you think I am? You don't know even a piece of me, let alone the half of me."

"See. You are such a pessimist. You never was gonna say sorry and thank you for what you did to my face and what I was going to do. Yeah I don't know anything about you. But I let you into my life. Forget it. Let's just rest for the night. I'm tired anyway."

"Sorry."
I was feeling dreadful for my behavior. I shouldn't have said anything at the first place. He went all moody now so I can't really talked to him. I'm an ungrateful bitch. But it's also needed to be said. I can make up for my mistakes later tomorrow.

"Jacqueline, go to bed. I'll show you to your room."

"Bobby, I haven't eaten anything yet." I said uneasily.

"You must be a heavy sleeper. It's 9:00 p.m. now and I left you at 2:25 to be exact. So you slept for 7 hours and 35 minutes. That's a whole lot. Are you sure you'll be able to sleep tonight? Or you wanna spend it with me?"

Hah. He's back. My boss's back to being cocky and arrogant. And I take that as a good sign and that we're alright. And to my surprise, I realized I did slept that much and it must be because I was feeling safe and secured.

"How about you cook me something to eat? Or did I not mentioned it yet?"

"Aha. Hungry much, eh? There must be some leftover on the fridge. Go heat it up and have it. I don't want to start cooking this late. You alright with that, shorty?"

"Really? Of all names, you are calling me that? I'm not that short. But I'm so hungry now I won't be bothering you. And I'm ready to eat anything which is edible so you don't need to worry a thing."

"You are short, remember that. A 5'7 inches isn't tall in my world. I'm gonna go to sleep and you should probably sleep too, ofcourse after filling your stomach. Don't be up too long though. You'll be having another long day tomorrow."

"Whatever. Go away!"

He was chuckling all the way to his room.

I walked up to the kitchen and opened the fridge, there's a plate full of chicken dish which I don't know but I bet it'll be tasty so I took it out and heat it up. I looked into the fridge for something to drink and I found a can of beer. The oven dinged and I started savoring and it tasted really delicious. I could taste a little bit of mushrooms and pork and I liked it very much. I must ask what's the name of this dish. I ate all of it but I'm too lazy to wash the dishes so I kept it for tomorrow morning. I headed towards my room and on my way I shouted at Bobby's door goodnight.

I didn't hear him saying back so I walked straight up to my room and hopped onto the bed. It's really comfortable and safe. So I lie down and have some thoughts running on my head. Slowly sleep started to consumed me and I slept a dream less sleep hoping for tomorrow to awaits for another blissful life with my boss and friend, Bobby.

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