The Bodyguard - Chapter 10

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Title: THE BODYGUARD
Chapter: 10
Rating: Nc-17
POV: Skye
Authors Notes: Like promised, here's Chapter 10. It's from Skye's POV and reveals a little more about Taylor's and his relationship. Hope you enjoy. :-)

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Skye:

The car drive to Taylor's house was one of the craziest things I've ever experienced in my life.

It was a miracle, Santiago managed to convince Blade and I couldn't even begin to express how relieved I was when he finally agreed to take the job.

I was hoping and praying to all gods in heaven that nothing worse would happen to Taylor. Blade kept on showing that he was sarcastic and irritated to my presence, but I still hoped that he was a good guy.

My senses are sharp when it comes to knowing people's motives, but so far, I had never associated with an outsider from the Los Angeles downtown district before I met Blade. Even though he had saved me on our first encounter, his violent behavior still made him unpredictable. That scared me to be honest.

I knew that I didn't know him long enough to be able to assess him truly.  That's why I was afraid to accompany him in his car this time, because it was pretty obvious that he was still mad as hell at me. But I had promised to bring him back to Taylor, so I tried to ignore my worries and agreed to ride with him. All I could do now was internally hope that my instinct about Blade was true. That deep inside, he wasn't a bad guy and he wouldn't deceive me.

But enough about that intimidating thug sitting in front of me, all that mattered to me at this point was Taylor. I was yearning to see him again and to be there for him. I really wanted for us to get back to Taylor as soon as possible. I had a very bad feeling about leaving him alone in his situation. He was all I could think of during the car ride.

Thankfully, I knew that Eagle Eye was there to take care of him...

I still remembered the day I met Taylor for the first time. It was at a photo shoot for a popular magazine in New York seven years ago. We liked each other immediately and became best friends.

Taylor's a extraordinarily good looking guy, but he was in a lucky relationship with Natalie back then and got married a few months later.



I was even his groomsman at their wedding.

Back then, he had no clue that the day of his coming-out would happen someday.

Taylor was like a soul mate to me besides Eagle Eye. Don't get me wrong; Taylor and I were never more than good friends. He was cute, but not my type. Maybe because we had many things in common, we were both very focused on our careers and perfectionists in most cases. The two of us could spend the whole day shopping to find the latest fashion trends. Also, we both loved to cook. Eagle Eye wasn't the right company when it came to things like that...

I did work as a model before I knew Taylor. I had no clue about the music business either, until I met Taylor. Becoming his stylist was a promising offer for me and I knew that my modeling career wouldn't last forever. For most models the job is over in their mid twenties.

That's why I decided to take the job instead of counting on a career without a promising future. Not even a year later, I became Taylor's tour manager, which was again another big career jump for me. I was his youngest manager ever. He said he couldn't imagine anyone else but me for this job and I highly appreciated his trust in me.

Working with Taylor was amazing. His career was getting more and more successful each day and nothing could stop him. I was impressed on how passionate he was, on how he managed his private family life and his busy music career. He was like the energizer bunny.

Everything seemed to be alright until he told me the truth a few months ago...
He and his wife were slowly breaking apart. It was unimaginable for me... everything always seemed to be so perfect in Taylor's life. Break up dramas happen every day, but my best friend didn't deserve all of this!

Taylor had lost his wife and unborn child in a single day. I couldn't handle that if it happened to me for sure.

What else could I do for my best friend other than to try everything to bring his brother back to him? My own family had always been very close and supportive to me. That's why I believed that it was best for Taylor to have his brother around him right now.

Besides that, he really needed a security guard! Blade was the perfect bodyguard for him; he was really good, and really good looking.

I was thinking these words guiltily right now to be honest, I knew I should feel ashamed of getting a crush on someone, all the more ashamed for it being at this moment. But I just couldn't help myself taking a careful look at him... Blade wore a white T-Shirt that was loose at his body but it stretched the cotton at his upper arms which I absolutely loved. It was so sexy how it looked like his strong biceps seemed to nearly rip it.

He had great full hair like Taylor but they were totally different types. I would have never thought that they were brothers if Taylor didn't tell me.

There were a lot of reasons why I really wanted Blade to be Taylor's bodyguard.

I had made notes in my mind two days ago when Taylor received the first weird letter.

A bodyguard should be intimidating, good looking, sexy and an expert fighter. Of course he also must have experience and must be sharp and fast. Blade had all these features. I think among all those things on my imaginary list, there's one thing that tops them all. He must be brave.

If he could randomly save a helpless person alone even though he was out numbered, for sure he could protect his brother as well.

It was understandable that he was mad about Taylor's refusal. Thoughtfully, I prayed that I did the right thing... and that Blade wouldn't kill me before we arrived.

Even though I believed in the good in man, I might also be wrong; Blade's actions were too hard to READ!!!! Yeah, I was shouting in my head right now because he almost hit the bumper of the car in front of us!!!! Just for the record, even if right now I was talking a lot in my head, I was so quiet for real. I was so itching to say anything, but I knew it better to be silent, so I bit on my lower lip to not gush out my emotions because Blade was obviously a firebrand.

He became furious when I told him the address of Taylor's home. It was frightening for me to see him losing control over his emotions. I've seen how Blade fights before and knew that he was the violent type. So I tried my best not to upset him even more, although I didn't really know how. So, for the mean time, I'd try to be quiet as much as I could.

When we finally got out of the car, I felt the need to bend down, kiss the pavement and thank God that I was still alive, but my cultivated manners and... well... my new Armani pants thankfully stopped me from this intention.

Eagle Eye was already mad at me when I called him hysterically and I thought that was the worst part. But when Blade suddenly decided to drive around like crazy, I really thought this would be my ending.

But wait, there's more, cause Blade's impertinent answer when we stood in front of Taylor's door capped it all off. It came smoothly from his mouth as if it was the most natural thing.

"What the hell is going on here Skye?" My boyfriend's usual warm hearted greeting was serious and angry.

I sensed that Blade's inappropriate ambiguous comment made the situation heavier and complicated, but the last thing I wanted was to give him a reason to leave again.

"This is Blade, Taylor's brother honey. Please put your gun away, he didn't mean it. I managed to bring him back!" I batted my eyelashes while I began to explain and looked up to my boyfriend in the most suppliant way I could, hoping that he could read in my eyes how desperate I was.

"Okay, fine. This one time." His response was anything but than delighted and he threw another angry look at me and Blade before he finally stored his gun away.



He was still mad and I could read it in his eyes that a strong discussion would be expected at home.

But my Eagle Eye also knew that the most important thing was that, Taylor finally had a bodyguard. At the moment, I was ok with that.

I stepped towards the two closest people in my life and linked my arms between them, leading us inside the house.

"Gosh I'm so glad that we're finally back...Tay, I'm so sorry that we took so long... you can't imagine how insane this car ride was..."  I continued talking, trying to hide my nervousness as much as I could in hope that none of them would change their minds about Blade.

Taylor's arms were wrapped around me in an instant. He looked pale and puffy from crying, I was full of concern for him. It felt like we haven't seen each other for a long time. I never wanted to let go of him anymore.

"I'm so glad that you're finally back," he whispered before his legs gave in.


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