The Bodyguard

Chapter o2

"Aw, it's not all that bad!" my bestfriend Caya exclaimed while looking at a pair of Giuseppe Zanotti pumps.

I rolled my eyes and snatched the pair of sandals I was trying on off my feet.

"Whatever, Cay you know this is some bullshit. I'm walking around with a damn babysitter." I huffed, placing the shoes back into the box.

"Well, so am I! So at least you're not alone."

I gave her a side eye and kissed my teeth. Caya and I had been friends since we were in diapers. Our fathers were best friends so we grew up together. Sadly, her father, my uncle Tee, was gunned down a few months ago.

"Girl please, Smoke is hardly a babysitter." I laughed.

"Shit, he be treating me like I'm CJ or something." She said smacking her lips.

Smoke, or Christian, and Caya met our junior year in high school and had been joined at the hip ever since. I've honestly never seen a couple as cute as those two, well besides my parents. Our senior year of high school Caya ended up pregnant and gave birth to my godson, Cameron Jr. aka CJ. In order to afford Caya's expensive lifestyle and a brand new baby, Smoke began working for my and Caya's fathers. Once Uncle Tee passed, Smoke became even more protective of Caya (as if that were possible).

The only reason he wasn't out shopping with us is because Kellen is here. He felt like there was no need for the two of them watching us, so he went back to the warehouse to handle business.

"Girl, you know he's just looking out for you. Don't act like you don't enjoy having his ass around all the time."

"Ugh, girl he works my damn nerves. I know he was busy with the game 'nshit before but he's all over a bitch!" She yelled all dramatically, throwing her hands up in the air.

I laughed at her dramatic ass antics. "Well, at least you love him. How you think I feel being smothered by that hoodlum?"

Caya tooted her lips up and playfully rolled her eyes at me. "Girl shut yo boujie ass up. Don't forget Uncle G was hood before, too."

I smacked my lips and gathered all the shoes I planned on purchasing today. "Do NOT remind me."

"But you gotta admit though, he is kind of cute." Caya said looking over her shoulder at Kellen who was posted up against the entrance of the store. His face held an annoyed expression and he hand his hands tucked into his pockets. He caught me looking at him and I quickly turned my head.

"No he isn't, he always looks like somebody stuck a dildo up his ass."

Caya's loud ass burst out laughing in the middle of the store.

"Girl you are a dumbass, I swear. But seriously Ivy, stop flexing. You know that man is good looking." With that, she sauntered off to the counter to pay for her items.

I took one last glance at Kellen before following behind her to pay for my things as well. As much as I hated to admit it, Kellen was fine as hell. But, he was an asshole and there was no chance of him ever getting with me.

"Your total is $4,576." The cashier said. I took a step back to look at the numbers on the screen.

"Damn," I mumbled. "What the hell did I buy?"

I reached into my Marc Jacobs hand bag to retrieve my wallet. Once I found it, I started pulling out my black card when a long caramel arm reached over me and handed a card over to the cashier. I turned around to be faced with none other than Kellen. I involuntary rolled my eyes.

"Um, excuse me? I can pay for my own shit," I said crossing my arms defiantly across my chest.

"Bit-" He stopped himself and drew his head back. The expression on his face was enough to make me wish I could retract my words. He took a deep breath before speaking again. "Man trust me, I wouldn't buy ya ass shit. Ya pops tol' me ta make sho yeen spend no money ta'day."

I instantly felt embarrassed that I'd assumed he would do anything for me. The man hated me for crying out loud.

"Oh," I mumbled before grabbing my bags off the counter and walking towards Caya. I just knew she was gonna have something slick shit to say.

"Shut. Up," I said before she could get a word out.

Her lips turned up into a smirk and she linked her arms with mine. "That's what your ass gets," she laughed.

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I like TUH make money get turnt!

Carnage and ILUVMAKONNEN's 'I Like Tuh' blared through the club's speakers. I took a sip of my drink and started winding my hips to the beat. Somehow Caya managed to talk me into coming out to the club tonight. Of course I couldn't go out and enjoy myself without the company of August. He was currently seated on the plush love seat in the VIP section while Caya, my other friend Nami, and I were all dancing near the rail of the balcony.

"It is blowed up in here tonight!" Nami said grinding her hips to Omarion, Chris Brown and Jhene Aiko's new joint 'Posed To Be'. Nami and I met my freshman year of college. She stood about 5'6 with gorgeous honey skin and the prettiest big brown eyes.

I nodded my head in agreement with Nami and swayed my hips to the music. "I'm about to go get another shot," I yelled to Caya and Nami over the music. They both nodded and kept on dancing.

I made my way back over to our couch in the VIP section and grabbed the bottle of Crown. I knew it was unlady like to drink it straight from the bottle, but I'd had about three drinks too many and I was feeling good. I titled the bottle back and took two shots to the head.

"Woo!" I exclaimed, slamming the bottle back down on the table. Apparently I wasn't drunk enough for the shots to start tasting like water. Just as I was about to make my way back to my girls, I locked eyes with Kellen. He was slouched down on the far side of the couch with his usual snarl across his face. Just being under his gaze made me uneasy. Growing up Daddy always taught me to never fear anyone, but I had to admit Kellen put a little fear in my heart. I would never admit that though.

"See something you like?" I don't know why the hell I said that. It had to be the alcohol talking.

Kellen turned his head to side and chuckled lowly. "Nah, see something you like?"

I smacked my teeth and crossed my arms in front of me. "Nigga please. You're the one always staring at me like you've got a problem. Something you wanna say?" This brown had seriously given me some beer muscles.

"Look Ivy, I really don't have shit ta say ta you. I really don' even like ya ass so ya best bet is ta just get the hell on back ta ya luh friends."

My eyes widened in shock. I can't believe he just handed my ass to me like that. I lifted my chin and narrowed my eyes at him. "You know what fuck you Kellen. You don't have to like me, I don't like your ass either. I don't even know why my father assigned you to be my bodyguard. Your little scrawny hood ass couldn't even bust a grape." I rolled my neck so hard with each word it's a wonder I didn't catch a cramp.

"Broke ass," I mumbled turning around to walk off. Before I could take two steps I felt my arm being snatched back. I turned around ready to slap the shit out of Kellen. I couldn't believe he put his hands on me.

"I hurd you ma" he whispered in my ear. "Broke? Nah behbey, far from it." I felt a shower of money falling on top of my head. I glanced around me in embarrassment as Kellen stood there smirking.