Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Drama

Like my predictions and expectations: that night James came. At that time I was asleep, did not know how the beginning of his arrival, you know, I woke up because I heard the voice of Bang Jack who was angry. As my eyes opened and consciousness took hold of me completely, I saw Bang Jack clutching James' shirt and wanting to throw a fist at him.

"Don't...!" I screamed hysterically. "Don't hit him, Bang...."

Bang Jack shook his head, he kept his punch to James' jaw until fresh blood came out from the corner of his lips. The man staggered but he managed to keep his balance.

"Abang, no...! Please, you guys don't fight."

"He deserves this, Rose! He's a fucking guy!"

"I knew. But don't hit. I mean. Please, for me?"

Again. Bang Jack nodded. "I'm here fighting for your safety. But you even care about this asshole, hmm?"

"No. No. That's not what I mean. I. I. I. I just. I care about you."

Snorted. Bang Jack showed an attitude of annoyance as well as disappointment. While on the other hand, James did not react, he remained silent in the middle of the debate between me and Bang Jack. Maybe he was judging: the scene in front of him was real or just a skit, or, it could be his way of enjoying the spectacle he loved. Maybe he was happy to see us arguing. It could be, right?

"Abang can come out for a minute, please? I want to talk to him."

Not disarm. Bang Jack approached James and grabbed him by the neck of his shirt. "Don't dare to do anything. I won't forgive you if something bad happens to her. Understood?"

Honestly, I admit, there was suddenly a bit of a sense - let's say worry, horror, or fear when Bang Jack came out and there was only me and James in the room. He's approaching my nursing bed. But I know, I need to calm down, I have to brave James.

"What'sthis? Hm? Why are you doing this?"

Hmm. I expected, he will return to the role as if he does not know anything. As if he had done nothing.

I'm shaking. "Please, stop pretending in front of me, My James. Sorry, James. I mean James. You're not mine." Back, I shook my head, and I didn't have to bother to shed tears. My tears are already standing. "I'm tired. I'm tired of always trying to be strong, or pretending to show that I'm strong. Nnnnope. I'm fragile. Feelings hurt. I could no longer hold back my feelings, my pain, my disappointment. I can't take it anymore. I swear I can't take it anymore. Please, stop, My... Mr. James. Stop over. Don't play any more in front of me."

"I don't understand."

Argha!

I took a deep breath, my eyes closed for a moment and my chest felt tight. "I'm sorry to disappoint. But I'm already really tired and I don't want to respond to this charade anymore. It's no use. I. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you had to see me alive. But just calm down. I'll try again until I'm really dead. So you're happy, and you'll feel like you've really won. Now that you have won, I have reached the stage of depression. Bang Jack has been so tormented because of what I've been through. But of course, if I die, it means an absolute victory for you. I promise I'll give it to you. I promise."

"Talk you? Hm? Already satisfied?"

"O yeah? Didn't he? Then this is." James threw a gun at me. "Stop yourself with this gun."

Oh.. whoa! I smiled, I took the gun and threw it on the floor. "True, I want to die, but that doesn't mean I want to ruin the reputation of this hospital, or cause trouble and worry for other patients. No, Mr. James. I want to die alone, not to take a patient to die in this hospital. So, take it and take your gun away. Good night."

James shakes his head. Maybe he was confused as to what else to say.

Chequek!

My door to the room is open. Jack Bang shows up with a doctor with him.

"Good night, Madam."

I smiled and greeted him back, "Good night, Doctor."

"Emmm... Rose," Bang Jack said. "It's dr. Elinda, the best psychiatrist in this hospital."

Whats? Oh... Jack Bang. Is this just part of a plan to influence James' mind, or do you seriously think I need a psychiatrist? Well, I need to calm down. "Psychiatrist?"

"Ep. I think you need-"

"No. Thank you." Thank you."

"But, Rose."

"No need to bother."

"Rose.." -...."

"I don't need a psychiatrist. Wh-wh-what for? Why help and support from outsiders if the people closest to me who make me depressed? Oh, sori, I mean people in my neighborhood. Not the closest. Not my family. I'm just considered trash, aren't I? So, thank you, Doctor. But I don't need help. I'm crazy my husband won't care. So thank you, the doctor can go. And you, Mr. James, thank you for visiting me. Well, I want a break. Please leave me alone."

Doctor nodded. "All right." Then he turned to the two men in the room. "Let the patient rest first, yes, gentlemen. Patients need calm. Let's. Excuse me."

Well, see you in the next drama, James. I will always try to reach you. As close as possible.