You changed my life [Rammstein]

Chapter 16: Swimming against the steam

Jimaima POV:

The noise continues and pushes me to stop the music that's playing in my phone and to approach slowly to the door to look through the peephole to see who is behind. My heart races...


I cast a nervous glance through the peephole and see a very familiar redhead young man standing on the other side of the door.


-Freddy? I wonder internally. What the hell is he doing here, this guy?


I get back then go to search for the magnetic card that Paul left for me in case of emergency, I remove the chain that locks the door and open it.


-Good morning Miss, is Paul here? Wonders the redhead.

-He's absent, why are you asking for him? I ask, staring at the envelope he holds in his hand.

-A letter just arrived for him from the court. He answers.

-Paul is, unfortunately, not here but I can give it to him. I drop, reaching my hand out to him.


The boy looks at me for a moment and then makes a gesture that I was not expecting. He grabs my hand and pulls me toward him.


-Let me go !! I scream with anger. Otherwise-

-Otherwise what little doll? Says the young man sarcastically. No one will hear you here, in addition Paul is absent.


He drags me by force, by the hair, to the living room and throws me on the sofa and begins to remove his jacket. I look at him in horror and my brain starts to work quickly.


I released myself once to the will of Emil without fighting but I refuse this to happen again, not with the boy who wants to harm me.


I look at him as he approaches and get my nails ready to scratch his skin. He leans at me and tries to remove my dress but I shove my claws in his neck and hit him between the legs.


-Fucking shit !! Fred swears, sticking his family jewels. I will kill you.


I get up and run to the door to escape but once outside I bump against a muscular body. Without looking who it is, I bypass the person and hide behind him.


-Where are you hiding, Bit-. Starts the agent pursuing me but shuts his mouth immediately.

-Can I know what you are doing here, Weasley? Asks my protector.

-Richard I swear, it's not what you think... The boy mumbles, horrified by the look displayed on the guitarist's face.

-What is it then ? Shouts the brown, crossing his arms over his chest.

-I came to deliver a letter to Paul and she attacked me. Lies the culprit.


Eh? My ears really heard what Mister just said? He attacked me in my home and now he tries to wipe his knife on me, like it's me who attacked him?


-What is happening- ? Asks Paul, getting out of the elevator. Jim, what are you doing outside?

-Your shitty guardian just attacked my daughter, Paul. He answers his colleague's question. I was right about not feeling this guy.


The redhead squirms in place and tries to defend his life's sake in front of the other guitarist.


-Paul, don't believe him... He begs. It was her who attacked me.

-How dare you put your filthy hands on my daughter? I trusted you and hired you as a bodyguard.

-Paul...

-You are fired, bastard !! He yells above the redhead, very angry. I never want to see you hanging around here.


I circle my arms around Richard's muscular body and start to cry in his back. I'm really unlucky to cause so much damage around me. I want to disappear and never come back.


-Jim, everything is fine... don't cry, okay? Richard whispers holding me against him. Come, let's go.


Richard... I always imagined uncatholic scenes in his muscular arms. I must say that I had a crush on him more than the others but now everything has collapsed. I have Emil and he sees me just as a daughter.


We return, both of us, in the apartment and found Paul reading the letter that I really forgotten, the events that have just happened have messed me.


-My son's judgment is for tomorrow... Whispers the second guitarist to us. I just received a convocation.

-My Emil... I murmur, but this is only what I say.


Ellipse ~ the next day ~


-Are you ready, Jimaima? Kruspe's voice calls me.

-Yes, uncle Richard. I tell him from my room. One minute and I arrive.


I am trying to prepare myself to go attend my first lover's judgment. It's no way to let him drown without doing anything. I go to the living room and find the two friends.


-Are you sure about what you'll do, Jim? Wonders my Stepfather.

-I must get him out of this mess. I respond, rolling the ring around my finger. If it's not for him, maybe for his son.

-Let's go then. Says Richard.


We drive for a while in Richard's car towards the court where the trial will take place. I know we are late for about a quarter of an hour but it doesn't matter, as long as the VIP entrees are the best.


Arrived, I notice the journalists around but don't pay attention to them. I do my best to pass the policemen who are guarding the closed room and then get into the court.


At the end of my testimony, I bow down to the judge and then take place next to my stepfather, without paying attention to my parents. Dany gets up and comes toward me.


-Where the fuck were you ? He starts with a serious tone. I was sacred for you.

-Not now, we must first hear what Mr. Judge decided. I answer him.


The room becomes strangely silent, I look around in search of the source of this sudden atmosphere when the judge tapes on the desk with his gavel for getting attention.


-Well... Starts the man of law. We came to a conclusion... Seeing what the victim herself has said, Mr. Reinke is free to leave but he will pay damages for the boy on which he had shot...


Paul holds me in his arms and kisses my forehead and then whispers "thank you" that goes straight to my heart and I smile back.


-But- about the gun that Reinke holds without permission... Says one of the members of the court.

-Sir, my client has papers showing that the weapon is permitted. Says Emil's lawyer.

-On this... the meeting is raised, you can dispose. Announces the judge.

-Does it mean that my son is free to go? Asks Paul.

-Not right now, Mr. Landers. Responds one of the court's members. He must first sign some papers to confirm that he's indeed free, you can recover him in two or three hours maximum.


My stepfather gets up and gives me his arm to catch then help me to stand on my feet. I run a comforting smile to my lover and then look at the police who get him out of the room.


We get out too and I avoid, for the second time, my parents and go ahead to the car.


-Jim, wait !! Calls my brother. We need to talk.


I wave him to meet me in the car of my uncle and after the presentations, the two friends leave us alone. Daniel begins to ask any questions that go through his head.


-Why have you cleared Emil? He asks, nervously playing with her hair.

-I haven't done anything... I lie, shaking my head. That's what happened.

-Will you come back home now that everything is settled?

-I don't know. I say, patting my belly. You saw Samantha's reaction while knowing about my condition.


Daniel displays an air of compassion and hugs me in his arms and whispers words of comfort. A squealing tire makes us out of our touching scene.


-Your little Mexican is here. Paul calls us, bumping against the glass.

-Good, I'll go. Says the young man, releasing me. We'll see each other after.

-Later, so. I mumble goodbye.


Time passes slowly, very very slowly for my taste and I start to become impatient with the idea of ​​going to see my Emil.


-Ouch!! Richard cries out, next to me. Jim !! Will you stop sinking your claws into anything that's in your passage?

-Forgive me, Uncle Richard. I exclaim, not very sure of myself. I'm anxious.

-Alles Ist gut (all is okay). Richard says with his German tone. You worry about nothing.


The time finally arrives and I go out of the car, not accompanied, and head to the court. I walk hesitantly and every step that makes me approach the building makes me nervous.


I arrive at the front door and cross it, then take a long corridor. I glance around me, looking for some sign that will help me find my angel, but this is hardly lost.


-I, who never like to find myself in a court. I mumble under my breath. In addition, where are the guards?


I advance more in the hallway but then fall face to face with what makes my blood stop after a single round. No !! Not my Emil, not with this girl...


I see what makes my blood run cold. Emil was lying to me, he didn't like me he used me. And I fell into his trap like a fool.




to be continued...