LOGINChapter 2: Coaxing my little brat
NOTE: The nightmare in the first chapter took place a few days before.
Present-day
Jennifer POV:
(Female protagonist)
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It is Monday morning. My alarm beeps at 7 am.
I snuggle my eye to wake myself up. After a few minutes of cuddling with my soft pillow on my left side, I sit on my bed and stretch my hand and crack my knuckles. Tying up my messy wavy hair into a loose bun I walk towards my bathroom.
After completing my morning routine I move to my closet to get myself dressed.
As it is a working day I wore my formal pants and blazer. And I tied my hair into a fluffy ponytail. I apply some light makeup as I am not a big fan of cosmetics but today I have to, so I put on some foundation and concealer under my eye bags.
Yesterday night I went to do some clubbing.
Yes, Sunday night. And as known... clubs at ' Sunday nights. ' I even refused my friends but they didn't buy any of my excuses. So I was left with no other choice than to join them.
And as the first rule of clubbing is- to get yourself a drink, to ease yourself from the stress of the whole damn week. So after five shots. Hell yeah!!! Five freaking shots. Afterwards, I even forget counting.
I was tipsy but just a little...
' Yes, just a little. ' my subconscious mind says while oozing out sarcasm. '
That's the reason I arrived late at night... or I guess in the early morning around 3 O'clock.
So after hiding my eye bags I put on my leather belted watch on my right-hand wrist. As I am a left-hander so I prefer my watch on MY right-hand wrist. I also apply some of my favorite cologne on my neck, out of habit.
And lastly, I wear my mom's necklace which has a small triangular pendant with a symbol of infinity embossed on it, which she used to wear when she was alive.
Hmm, my mother is no more so as my father. They both died in a car accident which took place in front of my eyes, years back. So yes, that lost.... that was true. I lost my parents in that car accident. I even suffer from nightmares about it.....
Since that time I am living with my paternal uncle Benjamin, who was a divorcé. He is my legal guardian. And my second father. However, we both have each other on our side as a family and everything.
Once again I went into my deep thoughts and nostalgia. I was pulled back from my thoughts when I heard someone repeatedly knocking on my bedroom door.
Oh, God..!!! I was late for breakfast. I hurriedly ran to open the door. Only to encounter an angry yet worried face in front of me.
Ohh, Uncle Benjamin.... but I prefer Ben...!!
He looks at me and asked, " Are you okay?? " Concern was filled in his voice as well as in his eyes and I know he loved so much that, if I get a little late he starts worrying about me or even not picking up his phone calls.
But soon after verifying that I am all okay, he pretended to get anger on me which he can't do properly.
I was silently looking at him.
So on not receiving any response from me, he asks it again, " What the hell were you doing, Jenn???? I was knocking for so long. When did you come back ??? And why are you so late ??? " He bombarded me with so many questions that I even forgot his first question.
So I just look at him with my puppy face eyes which I know will melts down his anger on me.
I stutter, " I .....I am...I-- " He cut me before I can explain myself and retorted, " Whatever. Leave it. "
With that, he turns around and started moving downstairs as I sign in relief.
" Breakfast is ready so come fast. " He ordered me, without turning back. And I replied in a low voice which even barely audible to me, " yes, I'm. "
Oh God, now I am fucking dead cause he is hell angry with me and I know it was all my fault.
So I grab my laptop bag and purse from my room and headed my ass downstairs in the dining room as soon as I can. Because I don't want to piss him more.
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In the dining room, I placed my stuff on one chair and sit on the other. Ben was sitting on my opposite as usual but today one thing was new, he was ignoring me and I know how to coax this big-little brat of mine.
However, I put my phone on the dining table and start doing some random things on my phone just to get his attention. And soon a few minutes later, he stated, " No electronic devices at the dining table you know the rules, Jenn. " Irritation and bitterness were clear on his face. Hah..!! I laughed inside because that's what I want.... his attention which I think I got.
So I proudly replied to him, " Since no one else lives in this house except you and me. And as you are ignoring me. So tell me what should I do, huh.....??? " I also showed a little bit of anger at the end of my sentence. I know he will soon forgive me but... it takes time.
There was a silence at the table. I think it was the silence before the storm. And I know that I have to calm the storm before it takes me in. Firstly, I clear my throat to get his attention back again and apologize, " Ahem... I'm sorry .... for last night. " At first he didn't look at me.
I could sense that something was wrong and after sensing it, I again apologize, " And also for the morning for being late... Sorrryyyyyy....." I try to stretch my sorry and pretend to be as cute as possible.
And guess what?? He looked at me. Huff.....!! I feel like winning a battle.
He looked at me and sternly ordered me, " This will be the last time for you Jenn and if you don't listen to me I will not let you go out for----for------ ." I didn't let him complete his sentence cause I already know his so-called lecture of - not going out at late night, should listen to him, the world is not as good as it seems, nights are not safe for me to travel alone, and so on.
Hence I jump to his side of the table giving him a bear hug. I replied will hugging and teasing him, " Aye Aye Captain...... I know..... I will be very very careful next time. "
Thanks to God that Ben forgives me or he only knows how hard he can be. God saved me from the whole week's ignorance which I can't bear.
After having breakfast I bid my goodbye to Ben. I headed my ass fast and straight to my workplace. Cause hell I was getting late.
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On the other side of the continent.
He gritted his teeth while holding his gun tightly " I had already commanded you to report me as soon as you get that damn information, didn't I ?? " And grunted towards to one of his investigators.
After a few seconds later he again ranted, " That fucking b*stard escaped just because of your laziness. Tell me how will you explain your fucking self to me..... so that I won't kill you...?? " His whole body is boiling with outrage and was ready to explode.
On the other side, the investigator is trembling with fear but before he could explain himself.
" Crack... Crack... Crack " three gunshots were fired straight through his head. He shot his investigator without even blinking his eyes for once.
After taking his scotch glass, which was placed on the study table he ordered one of his men, " Clear this sh*t off. "
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