Bible's POV

I swear to God, there isn't one normal day for me. Like bad luck just follows me around. Because tell me why am I having an issue with this showroom person then? I asked him to repaint my bike and he has the audacity to say the bike isn't in need of new paint and I actually no need to waste my money on this now. Am I asking him for his money or what? I just want to give my bike a new look, can't I even do that without people pointing it as a crime? His words angered me because I don't like when people order me around.

"WHAT THE HELL? AM I A JOKE TO YOU?"

I shout and leap forward as I grab his coller in anger.

"Sir, you're manhanding me now. I didn't even do anything wrong." He says while trying to remove my hands.

"You did say I'm wasting money. I didn't ask your money and I just wanted to give my car a new look." I scream on his face.

"Sir Bible, what's happening?" Suddenly, Jes walks in and separates us as he pulls my hands.

"He's a stupid. He got angry because I gave him a suggestion." The guy says making me more angry.

"Hey, watch out what you say." Jes comes to my defense, "just tell me what happened?"

"He asked to repaint his bike but the bike is in good condition. So I said it's waste of money and he can still use the bike the way it is for more days. He got angry for it and manhandled me. I'm going to file a complaint against him." The guy warns me.

"Why complain? There isn't any damage, right?" Jes questions him.

"He manhandled me, isn't that damage enough?" The guy calls him back.

"Enough! Go and complain. I'm not going to stop you, you pig!" I scream on his face and his eyes widen in shock.

"What? You're calling me names now? This is ridiculous! I think you're mentally ill. This isn't the place for you. Go and join some mental hospital." He says with a smug look, making my blood boil.

"How dare you?" I was about to jump on him when suddenly I feel two strong arms wrapped around my waist and stopping me in my place.

Looking to my side, I see Jes holding me in his arms and pulling me back.

"Let me go!" I call out but he don't say anything and drags me out like a sack of bag, "leave me, you idiot!"

"Calm down, sir Bible." He mumbles against my ear from behind.

"J-Just put me down." I shutter feeling tingling sensation as his voice vibrates against my ear.

"I'll go and handle the situation. Don't do anything and wait here for me, sir Bible." He says after finally putting me down.

"Whatever!" I send him away, not bothering about anything.

He sighs and goes back. I huff and slump down on the chair while pushing my hair back. I inhale and exhale as I try to calm myself. I'm almost hyperventilating after everything. Firtsly I got into a fight with that guy and then Jes carried me out like a baby, whispering things into my ears. His lips were so close, almost touched my skin. This guy! If I wasn't shocked, I would have hit him.

"Sir Bible?" I snap my head and see Jes standing in front of me, "I settled things with him. He won't be filing a complaint or trouble you anymore."

"Did I ask you to do this?" I question while getting up.

"You don't have to ask, sir Bible. This is my duty." He replies confidently.

"Argh! You're so annoying." I call out and make my way towards my bike.

I put on the helmet and hop in when I find Jes rushing to me.

"I'm sorry, sir Bible." He apologizes and it annoys me more.

"Just shut up and get on." I hiss out at him.

Nodding at me, he sits and wears the helmet. After knowing he's settled, I start the bike and head straight home. The day just started but my mood is already ruined. Heading home might not be the best option but atleast it's better since dad won't be at home during day time.

Once reaching home, I rush to my room and lock the door before closing myself inside. I hate when things turn out this way and I especially hate when I get called being an idiot or a stupid. I'm not one, I'm perfectly in good mental state. Why would people assume I'm some mentally retarded person?

The day goes by and Jes knocked on my door multiple times asking me to open the door. He also bought me lunch but I didn't open the door. I didn't want to eat and see anyone. And now I'm getting ready to go out. At evening I called my friends and we planned to meet at the club. I felt I needed that after today's event.

Opening the door, I get greeted by Jes. He's standing outside my door in an alert mode. With a shake of my head, I walk past him and get down the steps. I hear another set of footsteps following me, knowing it's just Jes, I don't look look back. I head to the club on my bike, obviously with Jes.

"Hii Bible." My friends excalim and wave their hands as they spot me from their table.

Nodding at them, I head towards them and sit on the empty space.

"Hey guys!"

"Who is this guy? Is he your friend?" Mio asks me while pointing towards Jes.

"No, he's my bodyguard." I mumble and grab a glass before sipping the alcohol.

"What? Boyfriend?" Mio exclaims with wide eyes.

"Bodyguard! I said BODYGUARD!" I scream and hardly place the glass down on the table.

"Oh, sorry. Couldn't hear you well." He apologizes.

"Why do you need a bodyguard anyway?" Jjay asks casually.

"Apparently my dad thinks I need one." I reply sarcastically.

"Mr bodyguard, you can join us." Fuaiz, Jjay's boyfriend offers Jes to join us.

"Thank you, sir, but no." Jes declines fuaiz offers who shrugs and continues to drink.

I already expected Jes to answer a no so I don't even bother to ask him. Forgetting that he even exists, my friends and I continue to drink and enjoy ourselves. At a point, we even start dancing like retarded people. I drown myself in booze and completely forget about today's event. Sadly, my happy times comes to an end and it's already time to head back home. I recluently bid bye to my friends, promising to meet again and part ways.

"I'll call for a cab, sir Bible." I faintly hear Jes's voice and turn around to find him.

"Wwhhyy?" I sing song, I think I had drinks more than what I can take because now I'm unable to form coherent words and my swinging.

"You're drunk so you can't drive the bike." He reasons out.

"But youu are nott drunk. So youu drivee." I point it out to him as I put my finger on his chest.

"I can't, sir Bible. I don't know to drive a bike." His response brings out a loud laught from me.

"Reallyy?" This is so funny cause who doesn't know to ride a bike.

"Let's go, sir Bible. It's already so late." He changes the topic and I hiccup, my laugh dying down.

"Ahh! My- my legs are hurtinngg." I plop down on the ground.

"Sir!" Jes calls out, holding my shoulders and trying to help me stand up.

"I can't stand anymore. Help me pleaseee." I ask him as I give up my hands to him.

He stays still for a while and finally nods as he helps me. I somehow stand up and start giggling immediately because his hands under my arms are making me feel itchy.

"It-it's itchy." I laugh out loud and grab his shoulders to study myself.

"Sir Bible, balance yourself." Jes calls out but I can't stop laughing, even a slight movement of his hands are making me more itchy.

"Butt you'ree tickling me." I say and fall back on my bum, still laughing.

"I'm not. Come on." Jes bends down and helps me stand again but this time, I slip my leg and fall front.

Jes's back hits the ground and I land on him, my body on his. I'm still laughing, with my face between his neck.

"S-sir, can you g-get up?" Jes tries to push me from him but I can't get hold of my body.

"You smell nice." I whisper against his neck, inhaling his scent.

My laugh slows down and I loose my conscious as my body goes limp on him.

The last thing I remember is the fresh rain scent mixed with woods of Jes. He really smells good.