Chapter 11 - Show Me

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Chapter 11 - Show Me

I quickly rushed to my room skipping the whole Tita cure. She would know I wasn't sick at all. But, the real question is would she ask me why I pretended? Of course she would. Thank god, I did skip it. Followed by William five feet behind me being professional just like the first day I met him. Of course he was always professional except for last night. That was a total jackass of course he would do that. I'm sure he assumed I was sleeping. I mean who wouldn't? I was locked in my room for tow hours. God, I regret not falling a sleep. I regret not stopping whatever they were doing before it got out of control. Damn, it I need to know better than, letting things happen once. Of course, the same process wouldn't repeat. I wouldn't let it happen even if it was the last thing I did. I tur my heel not really wanting to go to my room. I wanted to watch a movie, clearly I have not watched a movie for nearly three weeks since the last time I was here. Oh, who am I kidding? I haven't watched a movie because I don't want to.

I missed my home theater it's too bad I didn't have one back home. Well, this is home too, I meant the beach house.

My left arm was quickly snatched and pulled violently making me face a hard chest. Very dumb founded of my circumstances I narrow my eyes not looking away only straight at the chest. God dammit, what gives William the right to do this? "Hey, let go." I force my grip hard moving away trying to snatch my arm back which clearly I couldn't do much effort. "I said let go," I snap looking up at his blue beautiful eyes that left me mesmerized. I wasn't enough to get my arm back. He wasn't hurting me but, I didn't like the way he just pulled me erosing me like nothing.

With his face nearly over mine he said, "What are you playing at?" His minty breath hit my face like a flash. God, damn. I didn't look away from his eyes. He looked serious and mad at the same time. Oh, what so now he's the one mad? Fuck him. He seriously has no right to be mad. Specially after everything he did. He should be happy and worriless. I mean he practically fucked the shit out of his girlfriend and now he comes and gets bitchy all of the sudden? His blue eyes poisoned my body sending shivers down my spine. "Let go," I say harder not wanting to cause a scene but, it was clear enough I wasn't going to play his little stupid game. I wouldn't answer his question let alone I wasn't going to talk to him. I had no reason too. "Is this funny to you?" He asks dead serious.

I look at him and chuckle. "It's not funny, it's hilarious," I honestly say. I wasn't being fully honest though. This wasn't funny at all. "You owe me one," I begin "it's that simple. Or what you want me to tell your boss the reason behind why I couldn't sleep?" I sounded like I was black mailing him but, in reality I really wasn't. I was hurt and I don't know how long it would take him to notice.

He narrowed his eyebrows and said, "You act like sex wasn't a normal thing. I'm sure you've done it too,"

I shot him a glare. Of course I haven't prick head. What made him think so low of me? "For your information I could care less what you do but, I mean are you fucking serious? You could've avoided all that shit and taken her to a motel or your place." I pause "I don't know anywhere besides my house,"

His answer surprised the hell out of me "You're just jealous." I'm jealous? Fuck no I wasn't. Kind of yeah. Okay I have got to stop. His grip loosened against my skin. I took that as my queue to take my arm back. Luckily enough I did. And, I walked away.

It wasn't long until he was in front of me making me stop. "You're jealous because it wasn't you who I was doing that t-" That was enough. I wasn't going to take any of his shit. Who the hell did he think he was? I slid my hand across his face hard. The anger inside me loosened once I had slapped him. He in hell deserved it. I wasn't putting up with his shit.

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