The Bodyguard

Chapter 27

Hudson's POV:

"With the greatest respect, I don't believe you understand" Blue laughed as I let him fall on the ground.

Both of us were covered in sweat and blood.

After Fiona called him here I brought him outside and started beating him up. And he let me.

I knew Blue was stronger than me, or at least more skillful. But he just let me punch him and that's what I did. He deserved it for more than just one reason.

"You have improved, mate" he got up and wiped the blood off of the corner of his mouth and stared at the back of his hand.

"When are they doing the rankings again? November? I bet you would have a number under ten. Who wants to be number 27?" He continued with his classic victorious smile.

There won't be a ranking for me. I am unemployed and if one of the others finds me they will kill me.

"Where is she" I asked harshly.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and transferred his weight on one leg.

"You like her, don't cha?" I could kill him for his stupid british accent right now.

Why is he trying to make me loose control? I hate it when people do that.

"No I don't. She's just my job" I shook my head annoyed.

"Your job, huh? Who's paying you?" He headed to Fiona's ballroom and gestured me to follow him.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

We walked inside and sat at a small table. I don't remember it standing here last night. But then I don't remember much from last night.

"Well if she's your job, I mean if you're working for her she should be paying you, right?" Blue puckered his lips as he played with the silver ring on his finger.

Pandora had one, too. But hers was more filigree.

"I don't understand. It's just- I feel responsible for her" I desperately tried to explain.

He just raised his eyebrow. A small wound opened and blood ran down his cheekbone.

"So you like her" he teased me with his typical grin.

He won't stop will he?

"No, it's not like that" I sighed.

"So you hate her?"

Okay, this is really getting ridiculous.

"No! There's not only love and hate. Otherwise I would hate you" I stated annoyed.

He did a lot of stuff in the past that could make me hate him.

"No no, mate. You love me. And you know what? You love that girl even more" he posed dramatically and his voice went up high when he said the word 'love'.

"I don't love her!" I hissed.

He rolled his eyes at me and put his ring back on his finger.

"Well what is it you're feeling for her?"

"I feel responsible" I replied.

If something happened to her I don't know what I would do.

"You like her. No matter what you say."

Yes, I do like her. But love? I have never loved anyone before. I didn't have the time to.

"God, just tell me where to find her!" I bursted.

I'm sick of his stupid mid games.

"Want me to help you?" He suddenly asked.

"What? You kidnapped her in the first place."

I need to find her. Something is wrong with me. There's a pressure on my chest which just won't go away.

I don't know if that's the hangover or something else. But in every case I need to get her back.

"I know. I was there. But I already got my money so I can help an old mate to save the love of his life"

Why is he always gesturing like that when he talks about love?

"I am not in love with her" I felt the urge to beat him again.

"Stop denying it! Don't be as stupid as I was! Go and get your girl before someone else does!" He suddenly bursted out in anger.

With shaky hands he took out his cigarettes and lighted one. He pointed me the box but I shook my head.

Not because we were inside but because I haven't been smoking since I caught Pandora sneaking out the other day.

How did this girl manage to mess with me like that?