THE COP AND THE POP STAR

CHAPTER 9: THIS ISN'T GOING TO WORK

Alyssa's point of view:

I don't know how I am going to do this. Having to live with a guy, that not only do I not know, but one that hates me. I can tell he's not happy that he was assigned this job. He hasn't said a word since we got in the car. He did hold the passenger door open for me and then went around.  Jake is sitting on my lap staring at Tom.

He has talk radio on.  If things were not bad enough, the lady said coming up next we have our special guest of the week, and just my bad luck it was Rob.

Just hearing Rob's voice upsets me. I try hard to shut him out of my head, but then I hear his voice.

I said, "excuse me."

Tom was looking straight ahead. He said, "yeah."

But didn't look at me.

I said, "could you change the channel please?"

He said, "why?"

I said, "Um."  I don't know what to say, I don't want to mention Rob.

I said, "never mind."

He said, "so you don't like talk radio?"

I said, 'not really."

He said, "well I don't like the music now days. I like old time music, so the music on today is garbage. That's why I listen to talk radio."

The interview comes on, and of course Rob gets made over, how he is this great actor, his wonderful role on tv, his beautiful girlfriend.  But before I had to hear about that, the music was changed. Thank God.

Tom's view:

This isn't going to work. I can hardly control myself around this girl. Everything she does, even small things, is making me pissed off, and I'm snapping at her.

I know I hurt her. She asked nicely if I could change the channel and I could have just said no, but instead I had to insult her music. I didn't mean it that her music was garbage, but I know that is what she thought I meant, she was crying, during that interview so I turned it. 

We get to my house.  I was told by Jordan and Adam to make sure we weren't followed, and to make sure that there is no one around to take our picture when we go in the house.  The main thing is to make sure that no one can find out where she is staying. Otherwise, we will have to move. We can't let the stalker know where she is at.

I make sure no one is out or following us, then I go around and get the door for her. I told her I'll get your bags and bring them in after I get you inside.

Her dog is barking non stop at me. Stupid damn dog.

I unlock the door and let her go in.  She is looking around.

I said, "I know it's not a mansion like you live in."

She said, "I don't live in a mansion."

She snapped at me.

I said, "I'll get your bags."

I really need to get a handle on this and stop snapping at her, but it comes out before I can stop it.

The last thing I expected to see was her standing there holding my dad's picture in her hand. But there she was, with my dad 's picture and I lost it. I went over and took it out of her hand, maybe a little too hard. And then she started asking about my dad, and I don't talk about my dad, especially to some girl I just met.

Alyssa's point of view:

I said, "Jake I'm sorry that we have to stay here, but it will be okay. I hope."