Choices : To Live Or To Love ?

Sidekick

"It's Christopher, "he grumbled.

" Oh fuck,  are you hurt? am so sorry. Wait why am I apologizing? you broke into MY apartment. I'd say you were stealing but it doesn't make sense. Or are you? "

" Does she always bubble like that?" a deep voice broke in making Radiant jump.

"and what are you? His partner in crime? Or sidekick? " she asked seizing up his huge body, dark features and the gun on his belt. He was a beast. A perfectly well endowed beast.

"who, not what. I'm Ottis, his bodyguard. You must be the red head he's spent eternity looking for ",

"He was looking for me, why? And why does he need a body guard," Ottis raised his perfectly shaped  eyebrow. Why the hell did guys have perfect eyebrows? They didn't need them.

'Cool, you can raise just one eyebrow? Teach me how to do that " Radiant said totally fascinated.

" Can one of you get me some freaking  ice, instead of.. Arghh " he cried out in pain.

Ottis rushed to the freezer and took out an ice pack then  laid it on Christopher's head. Radiant checked the medicine cabinet for some painkillers. He hesitated before  swallowing the pills then took them.

After a few minutes he suddenly stood up like nothing had happened. "you hit like a girl,"

Really? This guy was super arrogant and  already irritating her.
"You looked much better down there all needy and I hit like a girl because I'm a girl, "  she wasn't going to let him win.

" So tell me why you're here and why your bodyguard was stalking my best friend "
He paused  for a minute led her to the  living room like he owned the place ." you'll need to sit down for this "

" Why?" she retorted and this made Ottis laugh.

"Just listen for once okay, " he said

" Mmh?"

"Your life is in danger. Someone has been stalking you. So I want you to come live with me. You'll be safe at my house "

She burst out laughing, what the hell was this hot pyscho saying? I mean her life was too boring no Stalker would waste time on her. And danger? Maybe from a stack of newspapers falling on her foot causing a minor injury. And he was asking her no, commanding her to live with him?

" you. Want. Me to? " she asked slowly emphasizing on each word.

Not in the least understanding what she was getting at it he answered her," Yes, pack up quickly there's not much anyway. " he gestured with his hand. The nerve of this woman didn't she understand simple English?

" No," she said calmly.

He had the audacity to look shocked. He clearly wasn't used to being told no. Just one word but it had huge repercussions.

"You're clearly deranged, I'm in no danger, no one stalks me. I go about my life as usual.  Now tell me what the hell is really going on, and why you're both here, before I call the cops on you. "

He smirked, okay if the cops didn't scare him who did?

" Fine, I'll only tell you what concerns you. You were seen with me at the park, in my car and at my house when we first met. So some arch enemies  of mine think you're special to me." he laughed at the absudity of the situation. Special woman him? Never.

"They have  been stalking  you and threatening me with your life. Even to the point of black mailing me. Now you're nothing special but I won't let an innocent person die. Here check this  photos out, of the day we met, and photos of you at work with your friends and family. " he dropped the photos on the small table.

She gasped. She could see herself at the park, taking her laundry, grocery shopping, shit even a picture of when she had her pee break at work. Who does that. That's privacy! The one with her and Christopher at the park looked all wrong. Like she was staring at him goofy eyed and he was holding her waist. Pictures tell more than words but this one was all wrong. She wanted to tear it up, or keep it somewhere safe like under her pillow. His next words broke her train of thoughts.

" So come with me cause  it's your best shot at living. "