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The ProtectoR A hard shell to crack
Cayden walked round the cold marble tiled living room without his shirts, holding a glass of coffee in his hand. He was still in the duplex provided him by Mr. Khosrow. He had just completed a hectic session of training, and had to pull of his clothes. Apparently, the whole master talk was already getting to his head. He walked around the apartment like a king.But as much he loved the whole luxury, it wasn't his till he accomplished his end of the bargain. So he had a big mission ahead of him.Velma walked in accompanied by another maiden. The maiden she met earlier handed her over to this one. Unlike the first maiden, this one was highly unfriendly, at least that’s what Velma witnessed as the olive-skinned mean looking lady didn’t return her pleasantries. Without even glancing twice at Velma, she went, “I suppose you’re here for Master Cayden, follow me.”They went pass the lobbyway that felt chill, like a natural cooling system had been fitted into the walls, then into the living r
The ProtectoR The Party
***“Didn’t you say you wanted something that’d stand out?” Devin asked Nathan, watching him walk past all clothes he thought were perfect for his outing.Earlier yesterday, Nathan and Devin had pre planned to go get a nice outfit for Nathan to wear at Drew’s party. There were a lot of fashion houses around their hostel but Devin suggested they patronize oneat Hanover Street. It was just some kilometers away.It seemed like Devin was brand influencing the boutique considering how he insisted on them getting the clothes from there.“They are the best around. You're not going to regret it.” He said a couple times on their way.Nathan put on black Tshirt and a wine colored pants. He caught a few images of himself on a mirror beforeleaving. . What Nathan had in mind when he said he wanted an outstanding outfit was a different shade entirely. He wantedsomething different, something unlike him. He had been trying to convince himself that he wasn’t trying hard to impress Rose or even
The ProtectoR Webbed desires.
"Look who showed up,” Drew said, looking at Rose.“I told you I’d be present,” said Rose clinging tightly to Nathan.“Hey girls,” Nathan said referring to both Letha and Velma.“Hi, Nathan.” They replied simultaneously.“What a creative outfit you’ve got on Nathan. I never knew you to be the thoughtful type.” Letha said jokingly, approaching Nathan slowly. “Can I get a hug?” she asked.“Sure,” Nathan said, letting go of Rose. He let his arms open to Letha. She threw herself on him . She fitted tightly between his arms and remained there for a few seconds before letting him go. She stood very close to him, close enough to feel his breath. She held both of his hands, looked up to his face and smiled.“I guess you’re right. I didn’t style myself, Rose did.” Nathan said, turning to Rose. A little grimace formed on Letha’s face. She didn’t react, rather she retreated from Nathan.“Hey, miss Velma,” Nathan said, waving in Velma’s line sight. “Won’t you give me a hug?” He said letting his
The ProtectoR A heartbreaking reveal.
Last night, Nathan arrived at his hostel, tired and frustrated. He tiptoed in as Devin was fast asleep and he didn’t want to disrupt his sleep. Nathan’s mind was hazy so he opted for a good long sleep after he had showered.He woke up to a very sunny day with the aftermaths of a sever headache. Unfortunately, he had to live the day with the headache. He could hear loud bangs in his head. These bangs persisted even untill the afternoon. There was no way in hell he could focus in any class so he stayed away from class. He secluded himself in the school’s library, where it was relatively quiet. And he couldn't feel much pain.Luckily he had escaped everyone, and didn't tell them were he was. And he hoped they wouldn't find him soon enough. But Rose came into the library then, looking as stunning as ever in a red body-con dress and her hair tied into a ponytail. It seemed she had taken extra care on how she looked today. He felt a compulsive desire to explain to her what had happene
The ProtectoR Where Is she?
A cool breeze swept across the school’s field. Nathan stood at the center of the field observing nature. It wasn't of much help but somehow, it took his attention away from his problems. Away from everything.Rose is just a phase. He could get over it.What Mr. Swack had told him was a scar. He didn't think he'd ever get over it.Was he more than just the sum of every high and every low?A soft hand from behind touched his shoulders and he turned. It was Letha. She had spotted him coming to the field. She was the primary source of his problem, but now he had even more complex problems.Letha looked to the ground, guilt and sadness was written all over her.“I can go if you want me to,” Letha said in a thin voice. “But I'd still come back. A hundred times over.”Nathan didn't say a word, rather he turned away.“I'm sorry,” Letha said. “I guess I could have acted better. I let my heart lead instead of my head. Maybe I can't control my emotions, but... I love you.”Nathan stood still
The ProtectoR The investigation.
It was the second time Nathan was summoned to the deans office. First time was when he had a fight with Cayden during the basketball ball game.Unlike his first where it was just him and the dean in the office,today, he was summoned together with Velma and surprisingly, Rose's friend he had seen before, the curly haired chestnut skin who was the prettiest in the group. What was she doing here? Was she a witness? Or some form of plaintiff?There was, sitting beside the dean, a police officer. He looked low ranked, a bit taddy and pissed off with his situation, thereby looking for someone to take it out on.Velma was quite composed.It seemed like she was used to the deans office which was somewhat choking Nathan. He just didn’t like it in here.“Good morning Mr. Blueberry,” Nathan said. “You asked for me.”“Same sir,” Velma said.“Yes, yes, I did ask for you guys.” the dean said, as if trying to find his footing and wits in placing this whole situation “It is no news now that Rosetta
The ProtectoR A set-up
Cayden was the one who invited him over. Nathan couldn't figure out why Cayden left the note. He didn’t invite him so that he could be threatened about Rose’s whereabouts. Cayden must have something up his sleeves. Nathan thought as he walked into Gray crescent. It was a long, busy street and it was close.Why was he even thinking so much when he was almost there?When he sees Cayden, they'll either talk about it or fight about it. Nathan thought to himself, confidently.Out of nowhere, from behind, Nathan felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned back in response to stimuli only to receive a blow on his face. Nathan flung his arm to retaliate with his well-fisted palm. His attacker dodged his fist and dashed to his front. He landed another blow on Nathan, this time from the front, then began running.Nathan pursued him with every strength in him. Nathan was fast but his assailant was faster.His unknown fighter kept running until he came to the end of the street. The street was clo
The ProtectoR A long bath!
Nathan awoke from his painful and unending sleep . The sun rays were pouring in through the parted curtains. Standing before him was Mr. Swack together with two nurses. He felt like he had been kept in a fridge or locked up in an ice ball. It was freezing in the room and goosebumps formed on his skin.“How do you feel now?” Mr. Swack asked.How did he feel? Nathan didn't know. He turned around to flex his muscles before speaking, “Light, I feel lighter.” Nathan said.“How long have I been asleep?” He asked.“An estimated thirteen hours Sir,” replied one of the nurses.“What the hell, it does feels like I've been asleep for a hundred years,” Nathan said, trying to sit upright on the bed. His body still ached all over, but the pain had reduced substantially from what it was before, he was a lot relieved“Go get a shower and put these on,” Mr.Swack said, tossing over a transparent pack containing a white shirt and black trousers, and a new white towel to Nathan. “I'd be in my office,