I turn on the inverter as soon as Vicky was done filling the battery of it with adequate liquid.

"Vicky, we are running out of groceries..." I declare as I hurry in the direction of the kitchen, Vicky trailing closely behind me.

"Oh no...what should we do?" He says, cooly, feigning worry. I abruptly stop at the entrance of the kitchen and turn around, coming in contact with his chest as I did so. "let's hug" he expresses and scoops me in his hold, settling his chin on the top of my head while I blink my eyes, not expecting his affection at the moment.

I look up at him, frowning. "What's up with you?" He cups my cheeks with his both palm and smiles. "Don't know" I smile slightly and wrap my hands around his torso.

We stand in the same position, gazing at each other for minutes until he smashes me to his chest, once again embracing me in a breast-crushing hug. Yet I can predict something distinct in his behavior...the way he is gripping me gives off the feeling of earning comfort.

Before I can question him about his attitude, he tugs away from me and speaks hurriedly. "We need groceries right, I will be back soon!" He scrambles to the key stand to fetch his key and within seconds, he was out of the main door. Luckily, the rain has also stopped glittering down from the clouds now but still, the dark sky is too exposed to conclude that the rain has entirely ceased. Well...

Locking my eyes on the open door he had gone off into, I longingly sigh. I already miss him...and his previous clutch is adding fire to my suffering.

Anyways...

"Thikki!!!!" I stand still as Vicky nears me, his face, surprisingly appearing serious. What had happened?

"Someone intruded in our garage yesterday!" I flicker my eyelids and pause when I catch the connotation behind it. Thieves!

"Our cars had been stolen!?" I query in horror while Vicky shakes his head negatively, mumbling a 'no'. "Then...?" He hesitates before speaking.

"Someone has burned down..." He ceases as he looks into my eyes. "My bike" what the heck!?

I gasp in shock.

"What??" He grasps my wrist and lets me out of the home towards the garage. Vicky frees my hand once we were standing behind the raised shutter, whose lock has been severed.

However, that didn't frighten me as much as the view inside. The bike has been scorched down terribly. And the smell of petrol is apparent. It is obvious someone had deliberately committed this act.

"We should approach police..." I assert, stepping back a little. Thinking of this intently, whoever had done this must have some grudge against Vicky.

A thief would have had just the intention to steal away the bike. Thus, it confirms my latter suspicion. My heart skips at the realization of my Vicky being in danger.

I lock my arms to him, gaining his blank gaze. He loved this bike. It's one of the gifts my dad had bestowed to Vicky on his eighteenth birthday.

"Have you recently had, had any fights with some people?" He thinks for an instant and replies, "No" his tone is low.

"Except Kirti who I had rejected...but there's no chance she could have done this." I know about that kid too. Considering her personality, I have got to agree with Vicky's words.

"Who might have done this then?" I ask myself, roaming my eyes on the blistered bike.

"We have to let uncle know about this. He can handle this issue more effectively with his connections..." I nod to Vicky, absentmindedly, my psyche trying to guess the criminal.

To my knowledge, no one has any problems with Vicky. He is a friendly person and it's uncommon If he ever had any rivals.

"Well...you do that. I will take one of these cars to go to the supermarket" he says, the usual glow vacating his face and voice. "No way I'm letting you go alone after this incident Vicky." He rubs his head, tiredly.

"It's not that serious I guess?" I restrained the urge to slap him. "Really? Can you not sense the graveness of this situation? Someone had put your bike on fire Vicky! How much time would they need to do the unthinkable" I sigh, feeling too overwhelmed.

"Thikki.." Vicky lifts my chin, and our eyes meet. "I will be safe..." An unexpected smile spreads on his face. "For you..." I felt the need to kiss him right there but inferring we are out of home, I suppressed it.

And I enabled it to surface up once we were inside, in the living room. I kissed him for a long time till we ran out of breath. Afterward, I informed dad about the bike being flamed down by someone. He was stupefied at first. Then, obtaining himself, he asked us to relax and advised us to be careful. Further, as I thought so, he declared that he would handle this matter with his ally sources. I was relieved!

Following, Vicky and I made our way to the supermarket in my car. Vicky insisted on riding it but one kiss from me was enough to shut him down.

The only thing I would allow him to ride is me. Goosebumps rose on my skin and a shiver trailed through my spine at the naughty thought. Oh god, I am becoming dirty! Spending time with someone like Vicky tends to result in that.

Getting rid of that thought, I glance at Vicky who is already gazing at me. "Hmm?" I hum, questioning him of his look. "Why? Can't I stare at my girlfriend?" My fingers over the steering wheel freeze for a second, a minute, two minutes, three minutes expire by until I heard someone curse me from behind!

"Have a death wish, bastard!! don't go and crash into the posts" without even eyeing our way, an uncle, who is riding an auto shouts as he goes past our car.

Only then did I realize that actually, I'm seconds away from crashing into a pole. Oh dang! Before I can do something, Vicky tilts the steering wheel straight, aiding us from being injured.

Wait a damn minute!!

He was the reason why this happened in the first place...I even had to endure cursing from passers-by because of him!

Put that all aside, primarily, I need to get hold of the steering wheel. And when I did it, I was fuming in anger but then again, 'girlfriend' stung my brain, making my heart palpitate in a weird sense.

He called me girlfriend!...the girly girl in me couldn't stop giggling, blushing, and facepalming as her legs shake back and forth in delightment.

However, the outer me is stiff as a rod, masking my inner self extraordinarily well.

The rest of the ride went silent and Vicky was, to my great shock, ear deafeningly quiet. But his gaze was all over me though!

Subsequently, we attained a supermarket and brought all the required things. I kept an eye on Vicky and whenever he would shift off my view, my heartbeat provoked. I felt like looking after a kid. Just an almost six feet, irritatingly handsome and naughty one.

At the cash counter, while I was dealing with bills, Vicky's figure wasn't anywhere around me. When and where did he fly off!?

Paying the bill as soon as possible, I literally gallop out of the building and onto the entrance, only to see my Vicky leaning against a pillar and chatting with a girl of his age.

The girl snickers at something he has said and he grins back. I fist my hand that's holding the grocery items and attempt to ease the volcanic eruption in my stomach.

My eyes are shooting invisible bullets at the side of Vicky's head and that girl's lovely smile. She is really young. Vicky surely would have gotten attracted to her.

Small,

Slim,

Long hair,

Beautiful face and smile,

Really young like Vicky.

Insecurities of mine emerge as I stare at the way they both are conversing.

Not even half an hour had passed when he had called me his girlfriend...and now look what the great Vicky is doing.

Gosh, how did I ever decide to love him?

Done with glaring and self-pitying myself for more than five minutes, I saunter to the parking area and put the grocery bag on the back seat. Then I unravel myself in the driver's seat and glimpse the two teenagers talking away like long-lost friends.

Something in my stomach flips off, and tears rush to my eyes. I can't...

No girl would like this. Can't Vicky understand this and behave accordingly? Flirting with another girl while he got a girlfriend here is not at all funny.

Had enough of his bull shit, I pressed the horn, disturbing everyone around me, and also finally Vicky's eyes fell on me, through the glass barrier in front.

They shook hands and Mr.flirt begin wandering on the pavement toward me. My anger was long overlooked the moment I deduce what is happening.

A car is racing very close to him--

"Vicky move!!!"

I yell, my heart thudding in my throat at the scene. Fortunately, Vicky steps away suddenly, making the car miss its target...

My Vicky is their target!

The car, without any hesitation, glides straight ahead of me. I hop out of my car and look at Vicky who appears stunned.

Seeing me, he races off and embraces me in a hug. I could feel his body trembling and the audible beat of his heart. He really got scared...

Sensing public eyes on us, we soon retreated from there. Inside the car, Vicky buries his head in his hands and tries to relax himself.

"I don't have any enemies Thikki..." I nod and pat his hair, soothingly. He spots a kiss on the back of my palm as he clutches it.

"Dad will take care of whoever is doing these things, Vicky. Relax..." He sighs and leans back on the seat, my hand close to his chest.

Who could be attempting these on my Vicky!? He or she must rot in hell! I'm going to protect him to my best ability.

The ride went smoothly until I remember his activity in the supermarket. I really want to enquire him about that girl. But in this situation, where my Vicky nearly slipped the grip of dea---is it ideal for me to do it?

Logically, No.

Yes, please.

The possessive witch in me couldn't control it!

"So Vicky, who was that girl that you were having a conversation with back there?" He side-eyes me. "Her name is Fiona, my junior in college" oh...

"She is beautiful," I say casually, and he nods. "Indeed she is" my toes curl in jealousy. Is he being serious!?

"Do you um...have a crush on her?" This time, Vicky's head snaps towards me. "Just asking..." I clear myself further.

"Of course" he replies cooly. I knew it. If I cried now, would it be bad? That thought went away as a tear already escapes my eyes. How in the world did it get out without my permission!!!

I can't even rub away it as my both hands are busy currently. Splendid!

Vicky touches my cheeks and I don't look at him.

"Don't tell me you are crying because I had a crush on her" it sounds awful.

"I am," I say out, loud and clear. "Thikki...I had!! like...I had a crush on her once. But when you accepted my love, all these don't matter to me anymore"

That's very believable!

I don't respond to him. "Thikki come on, If that's the case, I should have been cried a river when you had dated that ass of your friend!" He half yells.

"But you didn't. If any, you were having these crushes on random girls at that time. And mind you, I didn't know about your feelings for me then" he went silent.

"So what? Can't I crush on girls? You weren't even my girlfriend back then. Then why would I stop doing it?" He fires back after a minute.

"Cause you told me, you were deeply and truly in love with me. I wonder how a person who is this committed towards me could have had the mind to check out other girls" Vicky groans at my statements. "Thikki..." ignoring him, I park my car in the garage as we reach home.

"Heed to me." He pleads, grabbing both of my hands in his one. "I'm trying to improve Thikki" yeah and I saw the improvement back in the supermarket when he was grinning at that junior of his.

Thikshitha, it's trivial If you thoroughly analyze it. He just had a chat with the girl he knew. Simple. You twisted it with your insecurities.

Right?

It's always me who messes up everything huh?

"I swear, I won't even look towards Fiona's direction from now on." I blink my eyes at Vicky, astonished. I hadn't imagined him saying something like this.

"Really!?" I ask in utter surprise. "Who is Fiona?" He fakes a frown and I smile at his act.

"Good...but don't stop talking to her or any other girls just because I would feel possessive or sad. Stay within your limits. Know that you have a ....girlfriend and she trusts you" a grin seats itself on Vicky's face.

"I will not break your trust Thikki," I smile and he pulls me in for a kiss. When we stop kissing, Vicky cups my cheeks.

"I love you" I melt at his confession.

And first things first, I need to fetch my dad with the very recent incident that had happened with Vicky. He is in threat. Someone wants his soul that belongs to me. I would never let that happen!

Not until I'm alive and capable of breathing.

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