My Bodyguard Girlfriend

 "Can you speak? can you hear? Can you recognize when someone is talking at you from behind?... Well, I can't. I cant hear. I can't Speak. Or at least I couldn't. I met someone... She made my life crazy but everything that happened with her I am stuck waiting for her to come back because I truly love her. No matter what time I think about it, I know that when I talk I make no sense. but i have never been able to speak words up till now. that's why I love her. because she means the world to me. she can throw me to the grown a million times and I would think nothing of it. her life was crazy, so was mine, and we helped each other fix that. I have money but I can't just buy what we have. it's all too strong."            Makes no sense right? who was I talking about, who was I talking to? Was I upset or giving a speech? alright, let's just rewind 2 years ago. When I first met... Her.      "A bodyguard?" "what for?" I asked in concern. "permission to speak freely sir...?"    I asked in concern. "permission to speak freely sir...?" hmm… Jung-I never asks me to speak his mind… he looks nervous and scared even... “Of course” I don't want him to know I am overthinking it.            “You have been followed 8 times within this past month. Each by different people. The one analysis I have is that each subject that attempts to follow you is wearing a specific mask and clip-on their shoe that I am unable to trace. I ran diagnostics and was able to identify one detail…” He spoke like a robot but I understood perfectly. Though Jung-I was staring his focus to the floor he seemed to be thinking about something with fear in his eyes... I have never seen him like this. I am unsure how to act. I slowly open my mouth unsure how to ask him what he found...             “Jung-I... What did you find….?” he looked me right in the eyes and told me, “One of your men ran after the creep following you…” “He dropped his g*n and our men took it... I tried not to tell you this but, it's the same g*n each other creep had. Along with the mask, clip, they also had a g*n. My hypothesis states that this g*n has the same rare type bullet that killed your mother and Dekamori all those years ago.” “Let me show you, sir?” I am still a little out of it. Is there really a way that these men after me are the same that killed my family… “o-okay..” I didn't think about my response before I said it.                      He pulled out a bag labeled “EVIDENCE” in big red letters with a black background. I looked carefully as he took it out of the bag. He shined a light in it and immediately my hand raced in my pockets searching for the only thing I keep in my pockets. There it is..! I quickly compare the object in my hand to the one in Jung-I's hand. I sink to my knees as tears fill my eyes. Jung-I looked concerned and started talking with pity, “Are you o-...” “JUST GET OUT!” I tried not to yell but I couldn't control my emotions. I feel anger and Depression at once. The one feeling I can't manage to find in the deepest of my soul… Happiness. I’ve always been able to find a substitute for happiness but now… I need it the most, I can't stop crying and I can't find my fake happiness. “I’m So Sorry” I pushed out my words the best I could, “I am sorry I wasn't able to protect you! I want you to come back! MOM!!” I haven't missed her this much for at least a year… Nothing has ever made me this sad since…. You and- “you… Why are you gone!! Just come back!! Take me instead… Free me of this pain!!” This must seem dramatic… But riddle me this, would you not want your life to be traded out with your Mother and best friend? Exactly. You would. Just not as much as I did. Suddenly a knock on the door interrupts my crying and I suddenly shout “GET THE HELL AWAY!” My door opens. “I said... LEAVE!” “Sir..? might I remind you that you have an interview for a Bodyguard in about 6 minutes. If you don’t attend this interview you will suffer 3 months extra work due to Jung-I’s Vacation leave.” “Just shut up already” “can't you see that I am taking some time to myself!” I try to wipe my tears away but they just keep coming whenever I shout more… I just want to scream from the top of my lungs. I push out my last words in a mutter, “you Americans are all the same.” Philip, He is the secretary's assistant. He never lets me slack off but I can fire him whenever. Philip looks at me and pushes his glasses up and maintains a stance so intimidating… he says, “Get you a*s up right now before I send this picture to the board of directors! Might I add…. YOUR GRANDFATHER!!!” it was at that moment I realized he snatched a picture of me crying, “whatever.- WAIT HOLD ON!!” Philip left the room leaving his phone restless on the table. I quickly stop crying and go check his camera roll. “There is no picture… Philip, you jug of milk!” Whatever, I’m already up and I'm almost not crying so i guess i'll just have to attend this thing. I fix my tie and swish my hair back into place. Once I've taken my suit jacket off I walk to the conference room. I sit down and standing next to me are two advanced workers that are like bodyguards just trained differently. They both stand guard around me as Jung-I and Philip sit next to me. I cross my feet up onto the table without a care in the world. I open the files and pretend to read as the Wanna-Be bodyguards introduce themselves and answer questions that Philip and Jung-I ask them.   Suddenly The door slams open. I was startled and jumped a little. My workers behind me protect me with one of their arms and with the other on their guns ready to attack whatever just scared me. Once I see that it's just a girl Bowing I signal my men to relax. The girl starts apologizing and begging for forgiveness. Philip and Jung-I don't say anything to her. That leaves me. I continue to pretend to read the files and avoid eye-contact with the woman as I  speak, “Whatever, just leave. This is a productive company if you can't show up to a meeting on time in the middle of the day, why would you be able to be my bodyguard? Besides I'm a man, much stronger than a little girl like you.” I hope that was enough to make her leave. At this point, I'll do anything to cut this thing short. The girl sniffles, clearly crying. Why should I care? “Look,” She says with anger, “I worked my a*s off to make it 23 floors just to get here. I need this job more than you need your pride. I assure you if you give me the time to explain myself you will not regret it. And if you wouldn't mind telling your workers on floor one to let me in for an interview next time I wouldn't be late. AND it is not my fault that your Elevators are all guarded by people with guns and cool suits!” This woman has some nerve talking to me like that. “ oh.. I am so sorry that you were late to your interview. I’m sorry that you messed up. I'm sorry that a little kid like you doesn't know how to set an alarm on her phone! Oh, wait... No, I'm not.” I smirk for a moment as I start fidgeting with my watch. The other Interviewees should be scared now and want to leave, hopefully. I can hear that girl cry. I am starting to feel bad- wait… That smell... it’s- “ACHOO!!” I rub my nose in shock as I look up at the girl. She is turned around about to walk out the door but she looks as frozen as I. “you..” I stutter as I am still in shock. She quickly turns around, “I-Iriku?” I replied as I stood from my chair, “Dekamori…?” I throw the file on the table but it slips to the floor spilling everywhere. I snap my fingers and signal my men to the other interviewers. Once They exit through the other door I order Philip And Jung-I to leave with them. “What is your name?” I said it sternly in case I got the wrong person. She starts turning her head slowly.. “It’s me Iriku… It's me.” A tear escapes... Then another… and one more… I rest my body on my hands as I lean on the table trying to pull myself together and wake up from this dream. I punch the table as I reach for my leg where I keep my knife, I prick my finger and blood spills out. I whisper to myself. “It's real…” This is impossible.. “Alright, who the hell are you!” I walk over to her and keep at least 5 feet away just in case. She turns her face to me and smiles with tears in her eyes, “It’s me silly, I'd remember your sneeze anywhere you idiot." she doesn't seem to be angry anymore. she speaks with such warmth.    ENDING~ EPISODE 001- END~      THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, THIS IS MY FIRST STORY ON THE APP I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!! I ACCEPT ALL FEEDBACK AND OR HATE YOU GIVE TO MEE, I'LL FIX ALL MY MISTAKES!       UNTIL NEXT TIME, GOODBYE!!!                                             ~K2