Triggering a Decent Person can show you HELL!!
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The ride back home was silent, way too silent. Neither of them spoke. It was a calm ride but only they knew how much uproar was inside the either of them. Jake's hands clutched the steering wheel so tight as if his life depended on it while Briana gripped the seat covers as Jake was driving insanely.
She had asked him to slow down once or twice but it didn't work. Jake was furious. How could the jerks try to get into their way again? Even after receiving a deathly warning from him?
Jake knew what he had to do. They touched Briana, who had been saving his ass ever since. How could he let them go just like that?
They needed to be taught a lesson!
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Soon, they were at Briana's. She got out of the car and waited for him to join her. Jake followed suit and took out her things from the trunk and followed her inside. He kept the things on the floor while she went forward and poured a glass of water for him.
Not as a guest, but to calm him down because she was very well aware of the turmoil he was in.
"Thank you, sir. I don't know what could have happened if you hadn't reached there on time", she said while playing with her fingers.
Jake was silent as he returned the glass to her after emptying it. They both stood there uncomfortably, not knowing what to say. Briana was waiting for him to leave while Jake was waiting for her to speak.
As usual, Briana broke the silence first.
"I think you need to rest. It's better you head home", she said earning a glare from him.
"What do you mean 'head home'?", he narrowed his eyes at her.
"I mean- you..you should probably get going. We got work tomorrow", she said hesitantly.
"Have you gone crazy? Those rascals are still out there, God knows where! They know where you stay! So what's stopping them from not attempting what they tried previously?", he narrowed his eyes as he chided her.
"Sir, I'll be okay. I know how to protect myself", she stated.
"Yeah! I could see that!", he rolled his eyes at her.
"I mean it! I was about to kick them in the balls but then you came", she declared, earning a dry laugh from him. "What was that for?", she pouted.
"If you were so well versed with what you had to do then why didn't you do it already?", he said placing his hands over his hips.
"I-I.."
"What? Now you got no excuse?", he mocked her.
She was about to open her mouth for another vengeful retort when she noticed something.
"Wait- Is that blood dripping from your hand?", her eyes widened in shock.
Jake looked at his hand. Indeed, the blood was oozing out from under his sleeves. Since he wore a black shirt, none of them noticed it drenched with blood.
"Holy molly!", Briana cursed as she rushed to bring the first aid box.
Jake sniggered on hearing her cuss. He couldn't understand this girl.
One time, she'll be all shy, quiet and formal. Other times she's loud, stupid and wild. He shook his head in dismissal.
Girls, you know!
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After a lot of bickering, Briana finally surrendered and allowed him to stay the night. She had no problem in letting him stay but the only thing that had her troubled was her feelings! They were already sky-rocketing because of the things they did together and the way he treated her, especially now! Jake was now caring and more attentive towards her. She couldn't help but feel special about herself.
Knowing that it was only because he feels grateful for all that she did, Briana didn't want to fuel her heart with more love for him. Actually, all the amount of love that she had was not enough! She still needed more!
But why, when she knew it won't be reciprocated?
Why to hurt herself when she knows the consequences?
In the meantime, Jake was indulged in exploring her house. She didn't have a lot of pictures of her family, but whatever she had, was up for display.
"He must be your dad?", Jake asked as he looked at a picture, hanging a little away from all the others.
Briana stood beside him as she looked at the frame. It was a picture from her father's young age, the time when he got just hitched to her mother.
Yes, she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"But why such an old picture? That too, away from the rest of them?", he asked curiously.
Now this was a question that Briana was not ready for. She didn't like to see or talk about her father. And to answer his question, she didn't want to remember the person that her father had become now. She even hated his sight but then, she was there because of him. She was born to him!
So just to keep a memory of the person she used to call her father, she kept his young age picture, from a time when he was not as cruel as he turned out to be.
That person was rather, her 'Dad' and not some selfish person that she loathes.
"What happened? You didn't respond?", he asked looking at her.
Since she didn't want to answer, she changed the topic.
"How's your arm now? Is it still hurting?", she asked trying to examine it.
"Of course, it still hurts! The wound's fresh, stupid!", he chortled.
"Oh yea, my bad!", she said tightening her lip in a thin line.
Silence.
Until, this time, Jake decided to break it.
"Can I ask you something?", he asked, fixing his eyes on her.
She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and looked up at him.
Oh that gestured, it had his heart!
"Why do you happen to call me by my name? What happened to the 'sir' part?", he asked raising his brows at her.
Briana spat the coffee that she was drinking!
She definitely didn't see that coming. Now how in the world could she possibly give an explanation for that?
"I-I just.. you know.. it's your name-"
"Thank you ma'am for telling me that's my name!", he cut her off.
"No-I mean.. I'm sorry. I'll be careful", she said ashamed of herself.
"Just to clear it out, I never asked you to apologize", he said biting his lower lip.
"I know- I shouldn't apologize. I'm sorry!", she said and face-palmed herself almost immediately.
"Ahh, you follow the rules quite quickly", he mocked her again and they both burst out laughing.
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