Title: THE BODYGUARD

Chapter: 28
Rating: Nc-17
POV: Taylor
Warnings: Language, Death, Crime
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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 had put thick walls between them?

Authors Notes: Another Taylor Chapter for now. Chapter 29 will be another Flashback Chapter, we will update it as soon as it's finished.
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He sighed at my decision, but then raised his hand and tousled through my hair.

"You don't give up that soon Taylor, huh?" He smiled a little.

"No I can't. Blade is my only family."

"Ok Taylor, I understand. But be careful and don't hesitate to tell me if something happens to you. Derek is already inside. We're going to check the house and the neighbourhood for traces from the burglar. I'll see that you get a new back door tomorrow, it will take a while though. Would you give Skye a call? He's hysterical in fear about you." A little smile rushed over his lips at the mention of Skye's name.

"Yeah sure." I fished the keys for the front door out of my bag and handed them to him. He took them, patted my shoulder and hurried the front stairs up after that. I turned to him and called him one last time as he reached the last step.

"Andrew?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for everything. Not only for now, but... you know... also for saving my life yesterday."

"That's my job Taylor. Take care!" He gave me a wink, then turned his back again to me and hurried towards the front door.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Skye as I started my way to Blade's car. He already walked towards me from the opposite side of the street.

"Hey Skye, it's me Taylor."

"Taylor, oh my god, oh my god, I'm so glad that you're finally calling me! Eagle Eye told me what happened, gosh this must be such a nightmare for you, are you alright???"

Skye talked without even breathing and it needed several attempts and reassurance that I was alright until he finally calmed down a little. I had to ask him a question which ran through my mind since Zachary mentioned that Skye 'used' a friend of him named Santiago to help me.

"Skye, listen please. I didn't only call you to assure you that I'm fine. Besides to that, I have to ask you a question of which I really need to know an honest answer. Why didn't you tell me the truth when I asked you if you know anything about my brother's life? Blade said you have talked to a friend of him."

He seemed to be a little taken aback about that.

"Oh Taylor, please don't be mad. I don’t have any bad intention... I just didn't want to meddle in your family affairs..."

"But that's what you did because you lied to me, Skye."

I wanted to ask him what he knows, what I didn't know yet, but my brother had already reached me and I knew I couldn't talk about him to Skye when he was around me.

I heard Skye repeatedly apologizing in the line and I felt that he was stupefied about my sudden allegation. I didn't want to hurt him, I knew that I also left certain things unsaid from my past, but I couldn't help to feel hurt and disappointed being lied from my closest friend anyway.

"Let's talk tomorrow, okay? Blade, Bandito and me have to look for a hotel now."

"You know you can sleep here Taylor... you guys will probably have problems to find a hotel room with a dog last-minute." He shyly uttered out.

I sighed. During all the trouble, I didn't think about that yet.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Taylor, I'm your manager. Of course I know about that. Last minute check-in will definitely be difficult, especially at higher class hotels."

"In this case we will find something else then. Don't worry about me Skye. Can you come around tomorrow afternoon when Natalie's family will be here?"

"Yes, of course Taylor, I will be there. Thank you for calling me. And sorry again. Have a good night Tay."

"Good night Skye. I'll see ya tomorrow." I hang up, shoved the phone into my pocket and went over to the passenger side of the car.

Zachary didn't say anything until we both sat in the car again and had taken on the seatbelts.

"He said we will probably have problems to find a hotel with Bandito last minute." I told him and turned around to look how Bandito was doing. He was enveloped in Zac's jacket and peacefully sleeping on the backseat.

"Then why didn't you stay with your fucking faggot friends? You could have stayed with them!" was his gruff reply. "Besides, it's late and you shouldn't stay up past your bedtime." He added coldly.

Either he had his ears everywhere or it was harder to deceive him than I expected. I turned my attention away from his dog and looked in his eyes to answer him. Since I knew how much Blade cared about his dog, his eyes didn't look that dark to me anymore because I knew now that he still had a heart.

"I... want to stay with you." I explained, not caring anymore if he would shout on me again because I really wanted him to know that my decision was what I really wanted.

"You should have stayed with them, they are the better company for you." He said, his voice almost cracked this time. He looked away from me, took his aviators from the dashboard and put them on before he turned his attention towards the street, started the engine and drove off.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because it's the fucking truth, Taylor."

Granted. Maybe my attempts and actions were out of all reason, maybe I was insane already, I didn't know. The only explanation I had was that, it could only be my optimistic instinct which still lived somewhere deep inside of me and never wanted me to give up, even though it was senseless. I wanted to take advantage of the situation in which he had to listen to me while he was driving.

"Blade?"

"That's my name."

"I know that you don't want to talk about the past anymore... but can I ask you at least one question?"

"I don't talk about the fucking past anymore, Taylor. It's over. Welcome to the present which is reality!"

"Yeah I know. I was just wondering... have you ever been happy in the last nine years?"

"Stop trying to pretend as if you would care, Taylor. You have no fucking right to ask me that."

"Please... I... just want to know an answer to this one question. I won't ask anymore after that. Have you ever been happy in the last nine years?" I softly repeated my question.

He silenced a while after that. I was already giving up hope when he finally answered.

"I was never happy, Taylor. I was just less pissed off."

I closed my eyes after his cold words for a moment, thinking about how much he must have felt alone because of me. His words were bitter and hurt obviously, there was no doubt about that. I was already used to Zachary's directness and sarcasm when we were younger and I knew that it was his usual way to hide his emotions.

"Then answer me one fucking thing too Taylor. Do you sometimes think of Mom and Dad?" He suddenly piped up. I looked at him surprised and a little taken aback. I really hadn't expected such a question. It was the first time he wanted to know something from me about our old life.

Did he want to know more than he told me before?

"Yeah." I nodded. Of course I thought about them as often as I thought about Zachary in the last nine years. But the details connected with their death were still unspoken between the two of us. Too many years passed by without talking about them...

"Did you care about them?"

Zachary's challenging question made me upset even though I knew it was justified. I looked at him as though he just told me to take off all my clothes and bark like a dog.

What the hell did he think of me?

"They were our parents. Of course I cared about them!" I exlaimed louder than actually intended and stared at him, unable to figure out where he wanted to get at with his questions. His voice remained completely flat though as he continued. I couldn't detect the slightest sign of emotion in his tone.

"Oh, so because someone is related to you means you gotta care about him? Do you think I care about you?"

He suddenly turned to me and I winced a little because I hadn't expected to get confronted with his straight out question. No, I didn't think that Zachary still cared about me because he made it too clear that he didn't give a shit about me. On the other hand I didn't want to him to make believe I already gave up hope on us though...

"I don't know." I shrugged.

"Fucking right you don't know! You know nothing about me. Do ya!?! " He snarled, unable to suppress the bitterness in his indifferent voice this time.

"You... you have surely seen that I kept your old teenage stuff..." I pointed out. I didn't know how to get a connection to him because honestly I felt a little intimidated because of his rough snarl. I never knew how far I could go or if I already went too far and I was not aware of it as yet.

I figured that he wouldn't believe me that I still cared for him. After what I had done, I couldn't even blame him. I didn't know what he thought about that I kept his belongings because I missed my brother.

"Yeah, I saw that. Did you think I would remain a damn child forever?" He scoffed disparagingly.

"No, of course not. It... just didn't feel right to me to throw your things away."

A few silent seconds passed until he suddenly said

"but apparently it didn't feel wrong for you to throw me away."

My heart began to race, I opened my mouth, wanted to say anything, but I just didn't know how to find the right words and if I could justify my guilt at all. Because I killed our parents and I knew that his childhood was ruined because of me. In my current state, I just couldn't bear even more blame and another outburst of his anger. I knew that it would cut the thin bond on which my will to life was clinging and break me down completely.

"Anyway. It's too late." He eventually said after my silence, turned the radio on and I knew that the moment was over.

"I know." I whispered, even though I knew he couldn't hear it coz my words were drowned out by the music. I sank deeper into my seat and instinctively turned my head towards the window next to me as a tear rolled down my face that he wouldn't see it.

Too many unanswered questions were floating through my mind, what brought me into this situation, and what I feared to speak out.

My mind was drifting back to the past and Blade's voice sounded to me as if I was caught in a dream tent and he spoke to me from anywhere else.

"Where do you want me to drive now?" he wanted to know.

"Wherever you want to..." I sighed, letting my eyes closed and listened for a while to Rhianna's song which played in the radio at that moment.

You and I, you and I
We're like diamonds in the sky
You're a shooting star I see
A vision of ecstasy
When you hold me, I'm alive
We're like diamonds in the sky

So shine bright, tonight you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky...

Even though I felt guilty to admit it, I missed music already. Singing and being on stage was always my big Love beside my family. Music means the world to some people, a lot of people; people like you, and certainly me. It stirs my soul, lights a fire under my feet and inspires me to live life to its fullest...

Would I ever experience standing on stage again and sing for a cheering audience?

How would the relationship between Blade and me progress? I didn't know yet, all I knew was that, I needed some more time, time to regain some strength until I could finally speak out... what I wasn't ready for yet.

I opened my eyes again and watched the cars and landscapes passing beside us, all the glowing nightly street lights of Los Angeles... just like moments passing in front of me.

I let my mind drift away, remembering to what we have been once...almost a decade ago.

The brothers Zac and Taylor.

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Title: THE BODYGUARD
Chapter: 22
Rating: Nc-17
POV: Santiago
Summary: 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 had put thick walls between them?

Excerpt: From time to time though, the sixteen year old teenager boy Zachary came to light in him of which he luckily didn't grow out completely. I didn't mind his boyish behaviour, it was good for him that he could preserve that part of his youth which many people lose the older they get.

Authors Notes: Another The Bodyguard Update. Chapter 23 will be updated very soon. Thanks everyone who reads and comments. ♡

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Title: THE BODYGUARD
Chapter: 19
Rating: Nc-17
POV: Taylor
Summary: 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 had put thick walls between them?

Authors Notes: Hey everyone, here's Chapter 19. Sorry for the delay. Hope you like it.

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