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Fear?
Me afraid?
Ofhim?
"Hmmm." His smile turned into a grin and he shrugged. "Relax, you don't have to be worried about your relationship with her and where I fit in the picture. I'd already hurt her before. So, right now I was just friends with her."
He walked past me, "Don't bother me about this again. Not until I send or ask of you."
Where does he have the gall to speak to me that way? He didn't do anything to me; yet I felt humiliated in every way possible. In his eyes I was no threat. I was not worth his fear, nor was I worth his complete attention. I didn't have to deal with him. All I needed to do was go directly to the source of the problem directly and get the message across to him.
*****
I met Natasha at the event. She was alone, observing everyone present. If everyone meant a certain dark brown hair man, posing as his older brother, then yeah, she was doing a good job watching everyone. Ian was talking to other guests. Natasha didn't seem like she wanted to join in the conversation. She had moments where she would rather watch than take part in the happenings.
It was the perfect opportunity to show off how things were progressing to everyone present and to Ethan too, who occasionally glanced at her. I approached and wanted to kiss her, but she easily placed her hand, covering my mouth and stopping me.
"What are you doing?" she cried out and frowned.
I looked around and no one seemed to notice what had just happened, which was a good thing for me.
"Why did you stop me?" I asked as I moved my face away from her hand.
I held her hand and observed them, there was something slightly off.
"Would you stop that?" she asked as she took her hands away from mine. "What's with you?"
"I should be asking you the same question," I retorted, then pointed to the imposter, "That's Ian isn't it?"
"Yeah, so?" she asked.
I looked at her in disbelief.
"What? Ethan couldn't be here and sent him," she explained. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Didn't you two go out together? You weren't at the event yesterday," I replied.
"And if we did?" She raised a brow, then realization struck. "Are you spying on me?"
"What? No," I replied. "It's just common sense. If you two weren't here…."
"Yesterday's main topic was focused on people in the paramedics. A lot of surgeons and doctors were not here," she said. "So, why exactly do you know that Ian and went to places. Why would you spy on me?"
"I'm not spying on you. I know how you wanted Rachel…"
"Rachel."
"Whatever. You wanted the bodyguard to be here, so I just had someone watch over you from a distance," I explained.
"Without telling me or asking for my consent?" she asked.
"Don't try to change the subject, why was my girlfriend hanging out with another man?" I asked.
She didn't seem threatened by my intimidation.
"Lawrence…" The way she called my name, I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me she was pissed. "I never said I was your girlfriend. I thought if I have you a month, you'd be able to change or return to the teenager I grew up with, but I guess that nature has always been the way you are."
She sighed and continued, "I have been using you to help me forget about the man I truly have interest in. But you…you haven't been of any help. You just keep finding a way to make sure I don't find you attractive. I don't know what kind of deal you made with my parents, but I want out of it. It's unfair, to you because I know you care about me - in your twisted way of course. But there's only so much the proverbial camel can take."
