Bodyguard

Thirteen

Delilah

We sat on a bunch of uncomfortable chairs in the interview.

"So how do you girls deal with sexuality hate?" he asks us.

I grab Camila's hand.

"Well, I look at it as love. God intended us to be like this. I love Camila, so what she's a girl? I'm sorry I'm not "straight" I don't find men appealing. Love has no gender, love has no race, If you believe my love for a woman is wrong. That any love for a person is wrong, then so be it. I love my girl, with all my heart." I preach.

"I love you too, Lilz." Camila smiles.

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Camila

"Hey Camila! I just wanna say stay away from my Delilah. I'm watching you, make sure I don't see you and my girl together. x- Me." I got a text from an unknown number.

I shiver, "She's mine." I text back.

"Watch it Camila." they text back.

I set my phone down on the table. I need to tell Delilah.

I throw on some clothes to find Delilah.

"Hey baby girl." Delilah smiles when she sees me.

I smile back. "Who's this?" I ask seeing a very tattooed man.

"This is Romeo Lacoste, he's one of my friends and he's a tattoo artist." Delilah smiles pulling me towards her.

"Are you getting a tattoo?" I ask.

"Yeah, is it okay with you? Because I wot get one if you're not okay with it." She panics.

I laugh "It's okay babe."

"I hear a whip." Romeo laughs.

"Hi, Camila. I'm Romeo." he smiles.

"Hi." I give him a toothless smile.

We sit down and I have a piece of paper and a pen sitting on the table.

"Someone sent me a threatening text Lilz, they said they were watching me. And that you were their's" I write down and show Lilah the paper.

She reads and scrunches her face.

"They told me to watch it when I said you were mine." I write down again.

She nods and I color over the writing.

"Okay let's get this tattoo going." Romeo says.

"What do you want?" he asks.

"I want 'relax' on my left wrist and 'baby girl' on the right." Delilah smiles.

"I want it in bold black caps. Like this." she writes on my paper.

He nods and sketches the words down.

I look down at my phone. "Camila... Bad Girl." I get yet another text.

"What do you want?" I text back.

I block the number and tell Delilah that I'm gonna change my number.

Delilah

I take Camila's phone and I call the number after I unblock it.

"Hello?" I ask.

"D... Delilah?" a familiar voice speaks.

"Stop scaring Camila. I love her." I tell them.

"But what about us?" they ask.

"There is nor never was an us, Samantha." I tell her.

Samantha Parks, my crazy ex. She was the first girl I had dated. Actually, she was the first girl I had... fun with.

"But... Why Camila?" She asks.

"Why Camila? Camila is my BabyGirl, the girl I want to spend forever with, I want to wake up and fall asleep with her in my arms. I want her to be the mother of my children, I want her. I love her. I promise you, Camila is my It Girl, if I marry anyone, it's going to be Camila. Camila is my past, my present, and my future." I say while looking into Camila's eyes.

I hang up and prepare for the pain on my wrist.

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So I'm cutting this chapter a little short. I just wanna say thank you for 1.24k reads!!! and I've found a little spark of motivation for a certain someone. Love you my little Lilies! x- L. Author.