My Protector..

Chapter 10; Sheesh!

I ran downstairs to see Keaton eating his breakfast. I gulped and smiled at him.

"Morning." I said, sitting down and grabbing a few pancakes.

"I got a call from your brother." Keaton smiled.

"Saying?"

"That I don't have to go back, if I don't want to."

"And do you want to?" I asked, looking him in the eye.

"What kind of question is that? With you here? Of course I don't!" He laughed. I smiled and started eating.

After breakfast, I went upstiars and went into my bathroom. I hopped in the shower and turned on my waterproof radio. I sighed with relief as the hot water ran down my back. Suddenly one of my favourite songs came on and I grinned.

"I AM TITANIUM!" I shouted, singing along to the music. I washed my hair and body, singing along to Titanium. I got out, turning off the radio just as Titanium went off. I quickly dried my body, pulling on my underwear, and then black, ripped skinny jeans. I grabbed a black tank that said 'I Like Turtles' with a picture of a green turtle on the front. I pulled some knee-length converse over the skinny jeans and then grabbed my school bag. I shoved a few books into my bag and a Mountain Dew. I grabbed my keys and headed out of the house. A boy was slanted against my car, shivering. He looked like he had been through hell. He wore black jeans, beat up converse and a black tank. His hair was a mess and his grey eyes were empty as he stared into the distance.

"Hi." I said, walking over. He jumped and looked at me.

"Sorry, is this your car?"

"Yes, but no need to say sorry. What happened to you?" I asked, leaning against my car with him.

"Well, do you know about the mafia?" He asked, looking me in the eye. I sighed.

"I know too much about the mafia."

"Well, the guy who runs it, Gerard Boa, employed me to spy on this gang run by a guy named Easton. Well Easton found out I was spying and employed my girlfriend- now ex girlfriend- to spy on me. I found her going through my notes on Easton. She looked up at me and her hands shot behind her back and came back around with a gun. Luckily, she had no practice and shot the wall. I ran towards her, dodging the bullets she shot and then grabbed the gun from her hand. I threw it out of the window and she kicked me out of the house. I've tried coming back and telling her that I forgive her, but she laughs in my face and tells me to get lost. I've been living on the streets for two weeks now, all because of Gerard Boa. I wish his sister, Gertrude Boa, ran the mafia. Apparently, she's really hot and really nice. But anyway, my names Edward Sheesh, but you can just called me Sheesh, or Ed."

"Sheesh, I think, it's pretty funny. And my names Gertrude Boa. Nice to meet you." I smirked. His jaw dropped and his face went red.

"Well... I was right about the hot thing. But aren't you in that relationship with that guy.... uh... Keaton Jones?" He asked. I looked away. Was I?

I sighed, "I really don't know. He... I... I have no idea about anything anymore." Sheesh took my hand and I looked him in the eyes.

"You know, you're really cute when you're sad, but I don't like it. You should be happy, 'cause you're even prettier when you're happy," he said. He leaned in to kiss me and my heart picked up, but as I closed my eyes, Keaton's face flashed before me and I shot back, nearly falling off of the car.

"S-sorry Sheesh, but now's just not the time for boyfriends." I said. He gulped and nodded, then got off my car and walked away. "Wait!" I called, "Sheesh!" He didn't turn around, just kept on walking. I sighed, but got into my car and drove to school.