Be My Bad Boy (BWWM)

CH: 89 The concerns

(Rosemary POV)

It's been a few days since the prick did what he did, and everyone at home has been busy gathering as much as they can gather on him and following him around. Keeping tabs on him is something that they want to maintain, and I don't blame him; I know everyone was immediately afraid of what he could do, and it is something that has been playing on my mind for the past few days as well. I know Jamison was not in on any plan, especially with one that has to do with me being used as bait.

I am sure that no one in the house would agree with that. No way anyone would be okay with me being used as bait. Yet, it was a thought that had crossed my mind multiple times. I also knew that it would make everyone in my life very uncomfortable if I decided to go through with it, which led me to choose that it would not be best to go through a plan that had anything to do with having me as bait. Also, I am still determining if I could keep myself safe in such a situation.

"Good morning." Jamison's voice called to me in the bathroom; I turned my attention to him and smiled.

"Good morning," I said to him. Jamison raised a brow as he stared at me curiously.

"Is everything okay, Bambi?" Jamison asked, walking into the bathroom.

I nodded my head, still maintaining myself.

"Yes, why? Do I look not okay?" I asked, chuckling.

"Yes, you still look tired and don't look too good." He said in a worried tone.

"I'm okay, baby; we both have to get ready for our day, though. It's going to be a long day," I said. My employees had already alerted me to the number of autopsies that I would have to perform today.

"Not looking forward to going to work today?" Jamison asked me, with the same look of concern he had been wearing for the past few days.

I had no problem with my career. I enjoy what I do for a profession, and it is a career that I am very passionate about, but that still doesn't change the fact that every time I am alerted about certain autopsies, there isn't a bitter taste in my mouth, especially regarding the three autopsies that I was warned about today.

"The three autopsies today are rough ones. I want to make you aware of them," I told him.

Jamison facial expression softened.

"Okay, what are they?" He asked, leaning his body against the bathroom wall.

"One is a suicide, the other two are related to teen violence, but the best way to explain them is that one is a bullying case that led to murder, and the other one is teen gang violence," I said, naming all three cases in a solemn tone.

Jamison stared at me, not saying anything. His expression was neither shocked nor sad—it was just stoic.

"It's Monday." He said.

I nodded, knowing what he meant by that.

"I know," I said, not knowing what else to say.

"Are you able to get through it?" he asked me. I tilted my head, knowing I had been through many cases and would continue to go down that path. On the other hand, this was his first time dealing with cases like this. I was told that the details of the three cases we were going to deal with today are not pretty. I was worried that he would not be prepared for them, these were not easy cases. None of them ever were, but the bodies today were in horrible shape.

"I'm more worried about you," I said truthfully.

"The cases we have today are in horrible shape, and I don't think you'll be able to deal with them well, especially with what we currently have going on with that prick," I said, referring to the man who was still most likely trying to take me down or trying to harm me in any way that he can.

"I'll be fine," Jamison said, smiling softly.

Although he gave me a reassuring look, I didn't buy it.

I was worried about how he would feel, but I didn't want him to see that I doubted him, so I nodded and spoke.

"Okay, just let me know if you ever feel like there's something you can't handle for today and the future. I don't want you going through cases that are too much for you." I said to him.

"Bambi, I appreciate it. But this is the life you brought me into and the life I decided to stay in. I have to be aware of these things and prepare myself for them, as some cases will be worse than others. I have you to lean on whenever I feel like I can't handle it, and I want you to know that I am also here for you to lean on." He said, causing my eyes to widen.

"Okay, let's head there then," I said, walking towards the bathroom door.

Jamison and I both exited the bathroom and bedroom. While we were heading downstairs, I looked at him and found him staring at me.

"What?" I asked him.

"It's cute that you were worried about me." He said, with a smirk on his face.

I felt the urge to roll my eyes as we descended the stairs.

"I'm always worried about you," I said to him; Jamison chuckled.

"Funny that you say that because I am always worried about you, too." He said.

That took me off guard; there was nothing for him to worry about when it came to me.

"Hold up before you start overthinking it. I worry about you because you're my girlfriend, and I am protective of you. Not because I don't trust your judgment, but because I always want to ensure you're safe and that nothing bothers you." He said, and I felt my face start to get flush.

"Aww, how sweet." Mona's voice said from down the stairs.

"Good morning!" Jamison said as we reached the last step. He took my hand and smiled at Mona.

"Don't worry, Mona. I'll make sure she's safe," he said, smiling. This time, I did roll my eyes, but I smiled.

"That's Good, but I want you two to ensure you both stay safe out there, especially with what's going on," Mona said in a serious tone.

I nodded, knowing that Mona would probably be worried the whole time while I was at work.

"We'll be fine," I said, reassuring her.

She stared at me softly, her face looking as if she wanted to say something but decided against it.

"We'll be going now. I'll see you later." I said to her.

"Stay safe; please keep me updated." She said, walking us both to the door.

"We will," Jamison said to her as we left.

As Jamison and I entered the car, I had a weird feeling that something would happen today. I turned my attention to Jamison to mention my weird feeling but decided against it.

It was probably nothing.

(*Kassandra Speaks*)

When has any weird feeling been revealed as nothing?

Never. Rosemary will likely find out.

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-Kassandra Vivu