The bodyguard

Chapter 8 (Remastered)

My body jerked awake abruptly, hyperventilating, and my heart racing. I didn't have a bad dream or anything but my body suddenly forced me awake.

I looked around and saw the unfamiliar room, then remembered the predicament that I was in. I stood up and walked to the door before slowly pulling it open. Jayson lay asleep on the sofa and the house was quiet. I creeped out into the living room and stood next to him.

He slept so peacefully, even with a total stranger in his house.

Who knows what I could do to him, and his guard is so low. I quietly sat on the floor beside Jayson and continued to watch him. "Just who are you?" I asked quietly. There was a faint scar on the right side of his neck, I slowly extended my hand and reached to feel it.
Suddenly a hand stopped me. "Who the hell are you?" A female voice asked quietly. I stopped and turned around.

It was a fair woman with deep red hair and a mole under her left eye.

I quickly stood up and soon realized that she was shorter than me, though only by a few inches. "Answer me, who are you?" She asked again. I, already shocked by her sudden appearance, failed to get any words out. "Jayson." She said. The woman spoke with confidence, she didn't yell or drag her words. I turned to see Jayson sitting himself up, wide awake.

"What the hell is going on?" He asked, giving me a dirty look. The woman let go of my hand, "Who the hell is she?" She asked. I stood between the woman and him, more confused than ever. "This is Jane. I'm going to keep her here for a few days," He explained. "Jane, this is Alana, my housemate." He explained to me.
That explained the clothes I had seen earlier.

He sighed and reached for my hand. "Goodnight Lana," He said before standing up and taking me back to his room. I looked back at her, she watched as we walked back to Jayson's room. When we got in the room he closed the door. "What the hell were you doing out there?" He asked. I pulled my arm away from him, "Sorry, I didn't know I was confined to this room." I said.

He sighs, "No."

I looked at him confused. "That's not what I meant, I just.. I'm not used to having another person in the house, neither of us are." He said. I fiddled with my fingers. "Y-you said she was a roommate?" I asked uncertainly. Jayson stopped all movement, and then slowly locked eyes with me. "My housemate, yeah."

"Why?" he asked.

I dropped my hands and turned away from him. "Nothing, i-i just didn't hear you properly." I lied. Jayson fell quiet, then suddenly my back felt heavy. "Were you worried she was my girlfriend?" He asked quietly. Jayson was right behind me, whispering into my ear. My body shuddered once again and I stepped away, only this time facing him.

"W-why would I care about that?" I said.
A smirk danced across his face, that somewhat annoyed me. His eyes wandered up and down my body. Jayson slowly approached me, to which I slowly backed up. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "What do you mean?" He asked in return.

"Why are you getting so close to me?" I asked. "I think this is the normal distance to be from someone," he said. We continued backing up until I hit a wall. I held my hands out in front of me. "You know, it's all starting to make sense." He said. "You wanted me to catch you didn't you?" He asked as he continued to approach. I shook my head.
Soon his chest hit my hands and we were body to body. "You haven't resisted either. You've had plenty of chances to run but you didn't." He summarized.

My face got hotter and my heart accelerated.

My hands fell to my sides and Jayson was pressing into me. I bit my lip, then harder, trying to wake myself from the obvious dream that this was, but I couldn't. His hands glided to my waist, "Is this what you wanted?" he asked. I looked up at him, my lip still between my teeth, and shook my head. "Oh no?" His hands slid down to my hips, then behind me.
"So you wanted to touch me here or here?" He asked

I was so hot and nervous, I couldn't get any words to come out so I just shook my head.

"No?" He said before removing his hands and backing up. "I must've thought wrong." He finished before turning around and walked to the door. I watched as he walked but I felt like my body was accepting before he just suddenly left. His hand rose to the knob, which felt like slow motion.

"Wait," I said, raising my voice a bit Jayson stopped and turned towards me. "Hmm?" he moaned. "I. I do want you to touch me." I said under my breath. "Pardon? I don't think I heard you correctly." He leered. I hesitated but gave in. "I want you to touch me, Jayson. I want you to make me feel good." I begged while approaching him.
Jayson dropped his hand and started walking toward me. "So now you want to be honest? How bad do you want me to touch you?" He asked.

His voice reverberated down my spine.

"really bad," I said. Jayson approached me slowly, with a promiscuous look on his face. I bit my lip again, he raised his hands and reached for my waist. Jayson picked me up and dumped me onto the bed. "Wait!" I exclaimed. I wanted him to touch me but.. I had second thoughts. "Whatever happens now is out of your hands." He said. That sentence alone made me give in, and his hands wandered all over my body.

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My body jerked awake again.

I sat up, caught my breath, and looked around. Jayson was lying on a sofa at the far end of the room. My mind ran wild, "What the hell?" I muttered to myself. I wiped my face and felt saliva near my mouth. "Was that a.. dream?" I asked myself.
No Way.
I can't let that happen again but.. how much of that was a dream? I slowly got up and walked towards the door and turned the knob. I looked up at Jayson to see if he heard it, but he didn't so I proceeded and walked out into the living room.

Out in the living room, there was that familiar dark red hair.
So.. that really did happen. I walked out and sat at the island table. The woman was in the kitchen, she didn't notice me sit down. I watched as she pranced around the kitchen making herself breakfast. She looked way happier than she did last night when she met me.
Alana finally turned and saw me. "AHH!!" She yelled. I jumped in response. "When did you get there?" She asked.

I hesitated to answer. "Not long ago.." I responded. She noticed that she wielded a knife at my face and lowered it awkwardly. "Oh, it's you.. I'm sorry about how we met last night, I'd just never seen you before," She explained. I fixed my hair out of my face. "So am I, I must've really invaded your space," I said. Alana sniffed the air for a second then turned back to her food.
"Crap!"

"Do you want pancakes? I made an extra one," She offered. I nodded and accepted a plate from her. "So how do you know Jayson?" I asked awkwardly. She took her plate of pancakes and placed them opposite mine. "It's really a long story, but we're basically siblings and we live together. How about you?" I nearly choked. "Long story," I answered in return.

My eyes wandered off through the house and spotted a clock. I glanced over it first, but looked back at it once I noticed it said 7:30. "Shit!" I exclaimed.
I dropped my fork and ran back into the room and grabbed my phone before running back for the door. As I passed back through the living room I saw Lana. "I have to be at work," I said as opened the door.

I forgot that I wasn't at home and had my bike and that I needed the key to the car, so I had to run back into the house and back into the bedroom.

I quietly searched the room from top to bottom looking for the keys but I couldn't find them. I stopped and scanned the room, then it hit me. They're probably somewhere on Jayson.
My heart dropped and nearly fell out of my ass.

I slowly approached him until I stood atop him. He slept so peacefully, and his breathing never faltered. My hands reached for his pockets slowly, slowly, slowly until they were inside. I felt around and my hands hit the keys. I gently removed my hands from his pockets and turned away to leave.

"Where are you going?"

My body stopped moving.