His to Ruin.

Chapter 7

JACQUELINE’S POV

Why does Drey have this set up in his house?

“I have never seen this many guns in my life, I haven't even seen one,” I said still standing glued to the ground in shock.

Does this make him a terrible person? I thought to myself.

“Jacqueline!”… I heard Drey calling me from afar.

But I couldn't respond. I guess my whole body was numb as a result of the shock. I don't want to say fear, I shouldn't be scared of Drey. At least my brain is still functioning.

When I got myself together and was about to close the door, I felt Drey’s presence behind me.

“Jacqueline, are you good? What brought you here?” Drey said while closing the door.

“I’m sorry you had to see this Jacqueline”

“It's fine I guess,” I said in response cause I don't want to ponder much on it or even be inquisitive about his life. I’m not his girlfriend. We are just friends who ended up in bed. The more I put that in my head, I think the better for me.

“I was looking for Bob for the first aid kit,” I said trying to change the whole subject and atmosphere.

“He brought it to my room not too long after you had gone down”

“Ohh let’s go then, I think it's best to change it before you bathe”.

We both went up to his room and I changed the bandage but there was this awkward silence, not the calm comforting kind, but at this point, I was in no mood to break that silence or poke my nose in what shouldn't be my business or concern, so I just did what I was supposed to do.

I helped him clean his back with a clean warmed-up towel then left him in the bathroom to do the rest.

DREY’S POV

Waking up to see Jacqueline lying by my side was the best feeling ever, I've always had this genuine feeling of care and love towards her. But I felt it was just pure friendship, and now I realize why it was limited to just friendship because I didn't want to be the one to ruin her relationship with Andrew.

She looks so beautiful even in her sleep. Now that she knows partially about my identity I hope she doesn't see me as someone she shouldn't be with. It'll be so nice showing that I’m a committed person by asking her to be my girlfriend but she just got out of a relationship, I don't think she would want that.

How can I even explain to her about my past that selling drugs, killing people if need be was a day-to-day activity for me. I grew up that way I had no choice. My father was even pressed and glad that I'd end up running his business for him both his large trading firm and his shady drug I wonder how he has time for both. I have no choice but to tell Jacqueline everything now.

I guess I should make something for breakfast then tell her later. “I don't understand how I’m feeling right now but I know one thing for sure is that I do not want to lose you. I want you in my life Jacqueline Woods”, I kissed her on her forehead then got up from my bed to the bathroom to brush my teeth then left for the kitchen.

I decided to make breakfast without any help and I ended up frying some potatoes, I boiled some too cause I don't know if she's a picky eater. After that, I made some sauce for it with eggs.

I was contemplating whether I should go back up to check if she’s up before serving it but I got lazy and served it anyway then took it up in hopes she’s up.

Luckily she’s awake because when I got into the room I didn’t see her in bed.

“Dreyyy, you know you're still healing you can't be lifting things or anything heavy,” Jacqueline said sounding concerned while coming to help me out with the tray of food.

“But I lifted you with ease and you didn't complain” Now I’m smiling just seeing her speechless and her cheeks turning red.

“Come let's eat, I made breakfast”

Seems like Jacqueline enjoys the meal I made cause now her jaw has oil on it. Told her she shouldn't be rushing the food while trying to clean the oil off her face, but she just pointed out that my bandage needs to be changed.

When we were both done with the food, she took the tray of plates down to the kitchen.

“Mr Drey I suppose you'd be needing this later on,” Bob said standing outside the room with the first aid box in his hands.

“Thank you please bring it in and place it on the table”

“May I close the door behind me or leave it the way it is?”

“Don’t worry about that Bob, just leave the door like that”, then Bob left.

I waited for a while but Jacqueline isn't here yet. Or did she do the dishes herself instead of placing the dishes in the dishwasher?

My chest was feeling a bit tight, not sick but just this anxious feeling that something wrong might happen, so I went downstairs in search of Jacqueline.

“Jacqueline..Jacqueline..Jacqueline” I constantly called her name but no response.

Fortunately, I got to see her in one of the halls, and out of all the places to be in this house Jacqueline decides to be in the one leading to the back that my father helped turn into a training field.

She looked frightened so I rushed up to her. “Jacqueline, are you good?”

“What brought you here? I’m really sorry you had to see this Jacqueline” I said while closing the door. She just responds it’s fine but it didn't seem like it. Turns out she was looking for Bob.

Anyway we went up she helped out with my bandage and also with my bath. But there was this existing awkward silence that I did not like, so when I was done with my bath and put on some clothes I made up my mind to explain it all to Jacqueline.