Dylan.
"Dylan" a familiar voice echoed through my head sending unwanted chills up my spine. Turning around I came face to face with a distant memory of my past, one that I would have rather forgotten. "Selena" I reply as she gestures me to sit down on a couch. "We know this may seem a little out of the blue, but this time our situation has gotten a little more serious" Bill, Selena's publicist, explained. Taking a quick glance at Selena I see that she hasn't aged, but matured physically. She was growing up to become a beautiful woman. We connected eye contact for a few seconds before looking away awkwardly. "What's the proposal exactly?" I ask looking back at Bill.
He didn't even have to say the next few words, I knew what he was going to say. "We need you to come back, just until the crimminal is caught" he continued, looking back at Selena then at me. I shook my head. "You know, what happened last time. Nope, it's not happening" I replied not wanting to go into further depth of our past relationship. Selena looked at me with cold eyes. "Dylan, that's not what we're asking of you. You either be the bodyguard or not. Your choice" she semi-yelled. Something sparked in her eyes, something that may have mimicked betrayal. I ran a hand through my hair before making eye contact again with her. "Fine. $3000 a month" I demanded before shaking Bill's hand. I gave one last reassuring nod to Selena before leaving.
Selena.
I heard the door slam and Bill and I were left in silence. "I can't believe I let you convince me that it was ok to have her around here again" I tell Bill slapping a hand to my head and leaning back dramatically. Bill shrugged "So, it may be just what you both need" Bill replied before leaving into another room.
Next day...
Getting up I walk into the bedroom and strip down to my bare nakedness. Running a hot bath I slowly sink into the warmth and bubbles. Closing my eyes I slowly start to drift off to a dream state. 20 minutes later I wake up to a luke warm bath, getting out I wrap the towel around my body and let the water go down the drain.As I make my way into my room I jump back in distraught as I see a shadowed figure standing in the door way. "Get away! Don't make me use this!" I warn picking up the baseball bat my father gave me for my sixth birthday. As the figure came close I came to see it was Dylan "Calm down, it's only me" she soothes grabing hold of the bat. I let go as she places back in the corner of my room. "What are you doing in here?" I ask slapping her arm.
She shrugs. I watch as she scans my body slowly up and down, making me feel a little insecure. "Bill said to tell you we're leaving in five minutes to grab some breakfast. You better hurry" she warns me with a playful smile. All the seriousness of yesterday had obviously faded off, but you could never tell when it would all come back. I return the smile "Well, the sooner you leave the sooner I can get dressed" I replied pushing her out the door and slamming it shut behind her. I giggled to myself in satisfaction. I slid on some leggings and a nice top, then grabbed my bag. Checking my phone I had checked and seen that I had 100 messages from Justin. Sighing in frustration I slid into some comfortable shoes and made my way out to the others.
"Ready?" Bill asked. I nodded as I followed him out to the car. I felt a little self-concious as Dylan walked behind me, I knew that if she wasn't in one of her moods, she would be staring at my ass. "Dylan!" I warn putting a figure up, before jumping into the car. She shrugs. Sometimes, nothing changes. "Where are we going?" Ryan, my driver, asked. I watch as Dylan slides in next to him. "Ihop!" Bill replies. We all laugh, except Dylan. What was up her ass?
Dylan.
I sat there as everyone laughed. It would have been funny if it didn't remind of the time I took Selena their as a first breakfast date. She laughed as well, she had obviously forgotton. I stared out the window as my sub-concious took over my thoughts. "So Dyl, it's been a long time since I've seen you, where've you been?" Ryan asks pulling out of the driveway. Ryan's a cool guy, last time I was employed by Selena we got on well, he was like a little brother to me, but sometimes he could be so insensitive. "Washington" I reply refusing to look him in the eye. "What were you doing there?" he asks. I shrug "Guarding the main man" I replied. I looked around cautiously out the window, trying to spot any unwanted attention.
Ryan chuckled "Woah, beats working here I guess". "Hey!" Selena said offended. "Oh, I didn't mean it like that. I meant you know. Working with the president, sounds cool" Ryan explains nervously trying to cover up his statement. I laugh to myself "Nice save" I whisper to him as I let a smirk develope on my face. I could almost feel Selena's death burning two holes in the back of my head. Ignoring it all the matter we could see the Ihop sign come into view. "Alright lady and gentlemen, we're here!" Ryan exclaims before parking the car.
Entering the Ihop we are immediately surrounded by 6 year old fans. I watch closely as some of them hand her pens and paper for an autograph. "Thank you" a little girl says politely. I watch as Selena smiles back "It's alright honey" she replies as we watch the walk back to their seats. "What can I get you today?" the lady asks us. "Four stacks of chocolate chip pancakes, with everything" Ryan says before handing the lady some money. "Oh, you didn't have to do that" Selena says to Ryan. Ryan shrugs "It's ok" he replies as we sit down at an empty booth.
Selena.
I slid into the far side of the booth opposite Dylan and next to Ryan. I couldn't help but notice the tattoo on Dylan's neck. It was a moon, she had gotten it done for me back when we started dating. "Your pancakes guys" the waiter came out and placed everyone's pancakes out in front of them. I took one bite of my pancake and couldn't pull myself away from them. "So whats new with you Dyl, any girlfriend?" Ryan asked I couldn't help but give him a death stare. How rude, it was a personal question. I watched as Dylan shook her head "Not at the moment, just came out of a relationship actually" Dylan replied taking a sip of her orange juice. I smiled to myself, as my phone went off again.
Checking it I could see so many tweets from Justin. "You better reply to him" Bill suggested. "It's getting out of hand" he continued. "What is?" I hear Dylan's voice ask. She had hardly spoken since we got here and hearing her speak now sent shivers up my spine. "Selena's ex, Justin, won't stop bugging her" Ryan explains. "Morning, Afternoon and Night" Bill adds. I watch as Dylan sips on her drink then looks back at me and nods. I look at her with a strange look. What was she thinking? Something hypicritical I bet. Something like Oh, your straight now, or wow you actually got yourself a real live butch girlfriend. Well, whatever it was she couldn't judge. "What?" I ask her trying not to get caught up in her eyes. She shakes her head "Nothing" she replies with a small smile.
