We Belong Together

Chapter 2

[ John's perspective ]

It's been one month now,since my first training lesson with Mariah Carey. We met each other every week and today I informed her,that we'll go jogging. I waited for her before the big front door of her penthouse and crossed my arms. I didn't really expect her to be punctual. She never was punctual. Suddenly I saw someone opening the entry door. "You're nearly 30 minutes late.",I reminded Mariah as the blonde woman came out. It was not really hard to read her facial expressions. Her face saying a mixture between "I hate jogging" and "I'm a diva stuck in sport clothes who hates being seen like that in public". Well,even if this outfit wasn't a dress with high heels,I had to admit she looked beautiful anyway. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she wore a Victoria's Secret sport outfit. "We should go before I change my mind again.",she said,with a serious look on her face. I nodded and kept a grin back. "Okay let's go." I began to run in a slow tempo and noticed her jogging beside me.

We didn't talk much,while we were jogging beside ourselves. We ran through Manhattan,I knew the best routes where there were not that many people were. After a while Mariah was getting slower and slower. "I need a break.",she gasped and stopped. I stopped too and we exchanged a look. "We have to cross that highway over there,that means more people. That means that you could be seen.",I explained. "They won't recognize me. Everything I have to do is to look down and that's it.",she replied calmly and her wheezing breath grew gradually slower and steady. "Give me your hand.",I said directly. "What?" "Give me your hand." "Why should I?",she asked. "Because it's my job that you're save." I took her hand,not waiting for a response and started walking. "You're not my bodyguard,babysitter or whatever you think you are so can you please..." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Trust me it won't kill you.",I mumbled and crossed the highway with her. The people were whispering something into each other's ears as they saw Mariah. Her eyes were directed downwards and she walked a bit faster now. "Okay I think I don't need a break anymore." I nodded and let go of her hand,as I began to run again. She jogged beside me as someone bumped into her shoulder. Mariah fell forward directly on the floor twisting her foot ankle. "Mariah,is everything okay?" I crouched down to her and a few people stopped to look at her. "Yeah everything's alright." Can you just help me up?",she asked me and I pulled her up. "Ouch.." I felt how she grounded her fingers into my shirt,in order not to fall. "My foot ankle..",she mumbled and looked down. Mariah was now very near to me,so close,that I felt her breath on my chest. "Can you walk?",I asked her and let her try to go a few steps,but her attempts were without success. Every Time she tried to step on with her right foot, I noticed that her ankle was sprained. She shook her head and big her lip. "What we gonna do now?" Her hand whiled on my shoulders using them as a support not to loose her balance. "I have to carry you.",I responded not waiting for an answer. I placed my arms under her upper body and her hollow of the knee. She wrapped her arms around my neck. "And you wanna carry all the way back to the penthouse?",the pop star asked incredulously. "I've got no choice. We have no money for a taxi or something so.." Her good smelling perfume sticked me in the nose.

After 45 minutes we arrived at her house. I looked at her and noticed that she had her eyes closed. She really fell asleep. Well,I can imagine that she needs it. "Mariah... I need your key.",I whispered. I could feel how she woke up,but her eyes were still closed. "Back pocket..",was the only thing she mumbled, being in a light sleep. At first I raised my eyebrows and wanted to say something but then I closed my mouth. So I grabbed the key in bed back pocket of her leggings. It took me a bit to find it without looking. As I found it I walked through the front door upstairs to her bedroom. I know this was her bedroom,but where should I put her if not the bedroom. Gently I laid her on top of the blanket. "Where is your first aid equipment?" "In the bathroom.." She blinked and slowly opened her eyes. I was a bit surprised that she let me be wherever I wanted to be in her house. My eyes wandered around. The bathroom looked nice to me.
After a few minutes I came out of the bathroom with the first aid equipment. "What did you do over there?",she asked me with a amused smile on her face. "What did you do,to hide this wherever it was?",I answered with a counter-question. She laughed shortly. "So Doctor,show me your skills." I grinned and and sat down beside her feet. At first I controlled her swelling. Then I opened the box and took a Ace bandage. I began to wrap her ankle lightly with it. She was staring at me all the time,while I did this. "Take this." I threw an aspirin at her and she caught it. "For the pain.",I explained she swallowed the right plenty. "Wow I didn't expect that this would happen,after jogging one time.",she sighed. "Well,now you have a good reason to hate it.",I grinned and put the equipment back into the bathroom. "Can you bring me a glass of water please?",she begged and I came out with a glass of water. "Just place it on the bedside table please." So I put it on the little table beside the bed,as I suddenly felt her lips on my cheek. "Thanks,John. For everything." She smiled shortly and then let go of me. I looked at her for a long while but then I shook my head. "Never mind." I slowly walked to the door. "So then.. We'll see each other next week." She just nodded. "Goodbye,John." "Bye." I closed the door behind me realizing what just happened.