The Bodyguard - Chapter 36

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Title: THE BODYGUARD
Chapter: 36
Rating: Nc-17
POV: Blade
Warnings: Language, Death, Crime
Chapter Overview: Link

About the Story: The death of their parents broke Taylor and Zac apart. Each of them went his own way of life, Taylor became a famous superstar and never thought that his profession would bring his life in danger someday. Blade (Zac) buried the past and lived his life contentedly in his dark and dirty world as a pimp. Because of some unexpected circumstances Blade got hired as Taylor's bodyguard and the brothers saw each other for the first time after almost a decade. How will they find a way to each other again after the past has built up thick walls between them?

Authors Notes: Chapter 36 is a little shorter than the others, but we think this part needs its own Chapter. Enjoy ♡


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Blade:

I was such a dickhead for smashing the fucking bathroom window beside me into pieces with my old cell phone. Now I couldn't fucking open it because of the fucking wood pane. Even though I showered really cold, the air in the bathroom felt so thick in my lungs that I couldn't almost breath.

I wanted to call the old Mexican geezer and asked him for an advice, coz I didn't know what to do anymore.

I'm not a fucking god almighty after all! And there was no fucking brother whom I could ask for an advice.

I took my new cell phone out of my pants pocket, dialed Santiago's number and hoped that he could tell me what I should do now. I sighed relieved when I heard his voice in the line.

"Yo, what's up old man?" I greeted in my usual badinage which I just couldn't get rid off even though I was depressed.

How the fuck else should I hide my feelings in this fucked up world? Eventually, no one dies as a virgin, life fucks you earlier or later either way!

"Hey Blade, what's up? I don't have much time to talk, it's weekend and I have many costumers."

Fucking great.

I sighed again before I spoke to him again.

"Santa, I'm getting real tired of this shit. I don't know how much longer I can deal with it."

"With what can't you deal soldier? The job can't be that hard for someone like you!"

"I'm not talking about the fucking job. I mean with this fucking emotional bullshit. I don't know how to handle that shit with my brother."

"Blade, I think it would be better to talk about that personally, I can't give you an advice on the phone right now, coz I'm busy. Let's talk as soon as you can come around alright?"

"Ok, uhm I have to come around anyway. The fucking Stalker of my brother dared to hurt Bandito! It's nothing worse but he needs a break for a few days. Can I bring him to you later?"

"Oh shit. Yeah bring him to me, but not before Lunch break time. I will have more time to talk then."

I agreed, hang up, put my clothes on and went out of the bathroom. Taylor was still lying in the bed, looking like an angel from outside but a devil from the inside. Apparently, the star still needed his beauty sleep.



I was thinking back about his last stupid question from last night.

Why the fuck shall I take a fucking shower every day?

I'm too lazy for those fancy-schmancy furbelows!

I didn't need to hear his words to know that he was grossed out by the area. Even though Mary Poppins had not just changed the sheets, all the bedding were clean.

What the heck did her princessness expect? Covers made of gold?

What a fucking spoiled diva he was. That upper class behaviour of High Society snobs like my glamour boy brother has always been something that made me sick. Not only do they think their trash is invalable because they touched it, they feel they are above doing menial work because their brains are so oh valuable. I snorted and turned away to pack up my things.

As Bandito saw me, he immediately stood up from his corner and came over to me, happily greeting me like every morning. Luckily, he could already walk a little better than yesterday, but he was still limping a little which would probably need a few days to get better.

I took my keys, shoved my gun into my belt and went quietly out of the room with Bandito. Quietly, I locked the doors and went towards the common room.

The opening hours of my brothel didn't begin before the afternoon, so I had to check which of my bitches were already here.

I was looking for Chantal, but I could only see Lisa and two of the other girls sitting at the breakfast table.

"Babes, where is Chantal?"

"She went to College class Sir," said Ginger the red haired girl next to the window.

"Fabulous." I growled. "Mary Poppins come over here, you have to do me a favor," I exclaimed and motioned her to come over to me. She smiled as she heard me calling her like that. Despite her stupidity from time to time, she was kind of adorable. Even though she worked in a shitty business like this, the sun was always shining out of her ass and our johns liked her because of her steady good mood.

A long time ago I could also be like that...

Anyway! There was a task which needed to get done.

"Bandito needs to go out, he can't walk much, so go with him into the backyard at least for a while. Afterwards you'll bring him back to my office and bring me a plate with a two sandwiches as well. Can you keep that in mind?"

"Of course Sir, my pleasure." She giggled, took the leash out of my hands and was about to walk away already.

"But take on different shoes first!"

She stopped, turned around and looked at me confused.

"But these are new."

I rolled my eyes. She obviously didn't get it.

"I don't give a shit how new they are, you just should take on other shoes which are... you know.. more safe than those ankle breakers when you go out with Bandito." I declared and pointed down to her high heels. Even though my little buddy was limping, he wasn't used to go out for walks with other people than me, Santiago or Nathaniel. I knew very well that he could pull at his leash if someone else would go for a walk with him whom he wasn't used to walk out.

"Ohh.... now I begin to see! Thanks Sir." She giggled again, before tottering away with my dog and into her room.

I couldn't help to watch her legs and mini skirt for a while as she walked away from me. My eyes wandering to her lower back then her ass. She gave me a seductive smile before she disappeared into her room. She saw my eyes when I noticed she had on neither a bra nor panties. Animal hunger.

I honestly didn’t hear a word she just said to me. All I heard was, “Blah, blah, blah, look at my tight little butt as I walk around in this tiny pink miniskirt and my 'Come fuck me' pumps.”

Damn! I was just a fucking man after all!

"Just hurry up now. Quick, like a little bunny. If you're not back here in thirty minutes, I may have to come and look for you - and if I do, I won't be happy - I guarantee it!" I threatened after her like the fucking pimp I was in order to distract my horny dick and trying to think of something different other than screwing her pretty ass like a bull.

Sadly, there wasn't time for some pleasure right now, coz Sleeping beauty was still sleeping in my office and I couldn't let him too long untied all by himself.

Sighing, I went to the soda machine and rummaged in my pocket pants for some coins. I threw them into it as I was momentarily distracted by the graffiti and slander gracing the soda machine.

"Brenda Scavenger is a stupid whore and call 555-6257 if you want to fuck a dirty skank."

It's quite remarkable how vicious women can be toward their own kind. I grabbed the cans once they fell down into the output compartment and went back with them to the office.

As I had unlocked the room and came into it, the fairy tale princess was awake from her deep slumber and sitting upright on the bed, staring at me reproaching.

"Where the fuck have you been???" He shouted at me, there was some shaking in his voice though.

"Bandito needed to shit." I replied dryly, locked the door behind me and put the soda cans down on the desk.

"You left me alone, all alone!" He suddenly yelled angrily.

What the fuck was his problem?

I was only a few meters away from the office. Did he think a warrior would come and wake him up with a kiss from fairy land?!?

"Listen Taylor, I was only two minutes away and I told you, you were safe here, so what the fuck is your problem?"

If he was scared, why couldn't he just say it?

There's nothing bad about having fear. Obviously, his fucking ego was stopping him again.

If he had such a problem with it, then how the fuck should this work between us?!?

Instead of answering me, he suddenly began to shake and to wheeze fast and heavily.

Shit! He was having a panic attack.

Was I that intimidating?


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Comments

[jennifer-may.livejournal.com]

the picture of Taylor is so beautiful, I wish he would lie in my bed like that hahahaha!

Too bad Santiago couldn't give Blade an advice, maybe he wants him to clarify the argument with Taylor alone? I loved the nickname Mary Poppins for Lisa.

I hope Taylor is alright, please more soon!