Black

Chapter 46

Pov Jason

"Mister Black, your camera's inside your house revealed everything you and miss Wells have told us." The policeman informed me stern. "I told you the truth from the beginning." I tell him annoyed. "Yes, but I needed to be sure." He tells me impatient. "John Reynolds is my bodyguard a former CIA agent, if you can't believe him on his word its a bit sad don't you think?" I tell him irritated.

"We're well aware mister Reynolds has had a good reputation, but nevertheless we needed to clear everything out by ourselves. We know it was selfdefense." He informs me with an authorative voice." "Right," I added, looking up to see my doctor walking in. She was a blonde, tall woman. She's very beautiful for sure, but she was nothing in comparison with Rose. No one will ever be as perfect as her.

"We're done here. Mister Black we hope you'll recover very quickly. Good night." He tells me with no emotion. "Thanks." I reply back, trying to replace myself a little. "Do I need to help you mister Black." The doctor came rushing in besides me. "You may, thanks." I answer politely. She smiles brightly at me. "WoW, you have such big muscles." She gushed out, squeezing a little in my upper arm that wasn't hurt. I frown at her.

"Doc, I'm happy you helped me out, but I don't want this whatever you're doing right now." I tell her firmly. "Oh I didn't mean to, I uhu need to go to another patient." She tells me quickly before running out of my room in embarrassment. I sigh, running my hand through my messy hair. I look like crap and even then women are falling at my feet. After what Patricia did with me I'm so done with almost everything now. I'll probably change my mind tommorow, but for now I'm so done with all the attention from the opposit gender.

I look beside me, gazing out of the window. What will she be doing now? I dial Karl's number and the call connected almost immidiately. "Jason everything allright?" He questions me. "Yes, of course." I answer him back, chuckling about the way he almost yelled through the phone in shock. "Allright then. You know I'm coming in a few hours right?" He questions me quickly. "Yes, but I wanted to ask you something. What happened with Rose when she came out of the hospital yesterday evening?" I question him a little unsure.

I don't know why I'm dying to hear that kind of information, but I just needed to be sure she was safe. After I couldn't keep her safe, I felt an enormous guilt feeling. I couldn't keep my own father safe and now she could have been dead too if I hadn't stopped my brother on time. Still, I'm dissapointed in myself though. I had her trust and abandoned her when she probably needed me the most. I was very clear about my intentions towards her. Having sex and a little fun from time to time, but nothing more. Still it stings, knowing for certain she would have given me a chance to steal her heart.

"Well she was sad of course and angry." He murmurs softly. "But I drove her to the mansion where the policemen took care of her luggage. She's back in her apartment." Karl tells me firm. "Okay, that's good. That was everything I wanted to hear thanks." I murmur softly, pinching the bridge from my nose. "Is everything allright with you?" Karl's soft voice spoke. "Yeah, I'm fine." I tell him quickly, regaining my hard demeanor again. "You know, you asked her to move on with her life. It seems you aren't pleased with your decision?" He added. "I know Karl. It's no big deal allright. Its for the best. It's not like she was my girlfriend." I tell him roughly.

"If you say so. I'll see you in a few hours, goodbye." He quickly cuts of the line. Damnit, why does everyone questions my own judgement. Even fucking John felt sorry for saying goodbye to Rose. Its not like she was my girlfriend or anything. I wanted to stop working as an escort because I wanted more time and freedom again. Because my father wanted it for me, but the part of him wanting me to commit myself with a woman is a little too much right now. I can't see myself being in a relationship.

Fucking Rose was the best I could ever imagine, but in time I will be bored again and then what. I'll hurt her more then I've done now. We have known each other for three months now and I really really liked her, but I don't want a relationship with her. I could have said to her to stay, to keep on this thing we had, but deep down in my heart I know she would be unhappy with the situation. She deserves a man that burry his freedom and goes all the way for her. I can't do that now, maybe in time, but I know I'll be to late then.

Because such a beautiful, smart, caring person won't be alone for long. I'm not that selfish to keep her for my own benefit. In the pit of my stomach it hurts that I'm not going to be that person. It hurts that she'll be sleeping with someone else. It hurts that I'll have to let her go for her own good.

It hurts knowing that I'm going to miss her.