Who's My Bodyguard?

[Three]

I take big steps until I reached them. That bastard guy seems shocked when he notices me. Using my right arm, I attack him in the neck and take him down. I flinched a little as I felt a pang of pain in my wounds, both in my arm and waist. But I just ignore it and look at my sister immediately.

"Harper! Are you alright?" I asked as soon as I hold her shoulders.

"R-rocky," she seems baffled.

"Hey," I slightly shook her until I realize that I need to get her out of here.

I'm about to run off with her and I feel something moving. I look back and saw that he's already up. Darn! I act too slow! I face him, hiding Harper behind me.

"R-rocky..." as much as I want to look at her, I can't. Taking my eyes off to my opponent is the worst scenario.

"Harper, press the emergency button. I'll protect you as much as I can," I said firmly. I won't let him hurt my sister. even though I'm starting to feel the pain in my wounds.

"But Rocky..."

"Go!" As I said those I attack him, kicking his right leg joint. But to my surprise, he blocked it and dodge backward.

"Siraulo ka ba? Bakit mo ko inaatake ha?!" I didn't let him confuse me with his trick using different language.

I attack him once more and he avoids it again. But this time, he hit back! Luckily, I blocked it. That was close!

"Sige! Papatulan na kita! Gusto rin kitang gantihan sa ginawa mo!" I didn't mind what he's saying and just attack him.

We continue attacking, dodging, blocking, and hitting one another. Until I saw an opening. I prepared myself and aim to kick his midriff.

As I thought I hurt him I was wrong. I tried to pull back my leg but I can't. He caught it and not letting it go. We're in that position when I heard the alarm. I saw Harper at the corner of the room. She pressed the black button.

I haven't notice that I let my guard down. I receive an unexpected attack from him. He kicks my side making me fall down, he let go of me. He kicked my wounded side! I cough roughly as feel the pain throughout my body. I can feel a liquid from it. And when I looked at it, it's bleeding.

"Stone!" I want to shoo Harper away but I can't utter anything. She went near me, "Oh my god! You're bleeding!"

My breathing becomes harsh. I can also feel the sweat around my face. My vision starts to blur. I can hear Harper talking but I can't comprehend what is she saying. I'm worried! What if he hurt her!

I tried to stand up but I can't move, not even an inch.

I don't remember what happened after but the next thing I know I'm already in a pure white room. Pure white room? Ah, hospital.

I heard people talking outside. They're talking a little louder so I can hear them. Apparently, they're speaking in Filipino so I don't understand what they're saying. I think there are two of them talking. And one of them sounds so familiar. I frown, that voice... I'm sure he's the one I fought!

I sat up but lay down again as I felt pain in my side. Now, I remember what happened before I passed out. And I remember Harper! Darn! I hope she's fine! But how can she? If the one who attacked her is outside!

Now, I pushed myself to sit up. And when I finally made it the door room open. I look at it and saw the familiar face of the bastard earlier. I positioned myself and was about to launch a punch when Harper's loud voice stops me.

"STOP!" I looked at her, confuse. The heck is she shouting for? She made her way in between me and the bastard.

I immediately pulled her over my side. "Don't stand near him. He sneaked in the house!"

"Woy, woy, woy," the bastard put his hands up in front of his chest. "Can't you please calm down? You're overthinking."

I frowned at him, "Overthinking?" I took a step closer to him but Harper blocks her arm to me. I look at her, "Why are you stopping me?"

She glared at me, "Can you please listen to us first? He didn't sneak in; he's living with us!"

"Living with us?" I asked, confused about what she's saying.

"Stone," we all looked in the direction of that very familiar voice. It's Mother. She walks near us before she continues speaking, "You should be resting and not asking for a fight."

"But Mo—"

"I'm sorry. It was my fault for asking you to take a rest earlier without even introducing the people in our house." She put her hand on the left shoulder of that bastard. "This is Edmund, Harper's personal bodyguard."

I look at Harper in a very confused manner, "You have a bodyguard? How come I didn't know about it."

"Well, it's hard to introduce someone who's not with us. Besides, I don't really have a chance to tell you about it since we were surrounded by guards back in New York," she answered shrugging her shoulders.

"But why he didn't come with you?" I kind of understand her point but I still have questions on my mind.

She avoided my gaze, I notice how she suddenly became awkward with my question. I diverted my gaze to our Mother, she's not meeting my eyes, too. Are they avoiding my question? Why?

"Because your father doesn't trust me nor anyone in this house security." It was the bastard who answers me. I looked at him.

"What do you mean by that?"

He took a deep breath before answering, "Let's just say that he trusts anyone that easily. Does that answer satisfy you?"

I'm honestly not convinced with what he said, it felt like there is a deeper reason for this but they're not yet ready to tell me about it.

"Yeah, for now." I saw how he rolled his eyes on me and I honestly feel like punching him with that.

"Aside from Edmund," I looked at Mother and listen to what she's trying to say. "There's one more person you need to meet. His name is Sigmund, Edmund's younger brother. He used to be Harper's personal guard as well but he'll be the one to take care of you now."

"Guard me? But I already—" I stopped my sentence when I realized something. Did my father inform them about the secret bodyguard? I wasn't really sure if that was supposed to be a secret or what. I really can't recall much of our conversation back then.

"But?"

I shake my head at my mother, "It was nothing. I'd like to meet Sigmund, was it?"

"Yes, you can meet him tomorrow. He's currently in a competition right now so he's not here," my mother smiles at me.

"Competition? What kind of competition is it?" I can't help but be curious about it since he literally isn't here just for that.

"You'll find out soon. But for now, can you please take a proper rest first? Your wound kind of re-opened because of the sudden commotion earlier," he looked in the direction of my wound.

My instinct kicks in; I immediately cover it with my hand. As if doing so will erase the fact that they already know about this wound.

"That's the price for suddenly attacking someone," that bastard—Edmund murmurs.

"I wouldn't have attacked you if you haven't hurt Harper," now that he mentions it, I got reminded of what happened earlier.

He slightly tilts his head, "When did I attack her? Haven't you comprehend it yet? I'm her personal bodyguard, who's in the right mind would attack their master?"

"Then explain what was it that I saw earlier. You forcefully cover her mouth." I even pointed to Harper who's just quietly listening to us.

He looked at Harper before he answers, "I was just covering her mouth because she was so loud I was worried you'll wake up." He was straightly looking at Harper while saying those.

I can't help but look at her as well. "Was it true?"

She slowly turns her head to me, "Uh, yes?"

I can't believe this girl. I let out a deep sigh, "You're unbelievable." That's all I can say before I turned my back at them.

"Hey, Rocky—"

"Harper, let your brother rest, please." I looked back at my Mother after hearing those.

"Thanks, mother. I'm sorry for the trouble," I looked at Edmund. "It was my bad for suddenly attacking you. Sorry."

He shakes his head, "Don't say that, it's not like I didn't counter-attack you."

"Okay, enough of the talk," I meet the gaze of my Mother. "Take your time to rest. We'll be just downstairs if you need anything." I nodded my head at her and then Edmund closed the door for us.

I face the big bed in my room. I take a look around, I thought I was in the hospital because of the white wallpaper but I'm wrong. This isn't the hospital; it was the room I was brought to earlier. I put my hand to my forehead. I guess I'm really tired of me not to recognize things.

I walked to my bed. I slowly laid my back at it and closed my eyes. Rest. I feel like I really need a long rest. I don't know, I kind of feeling uneasy. It's like anytime soon and I'll be attacked once again. I guess this is really the effect of being caught in trouble for a long time.