Chapter-2 Expecting the unexpected

***TRISTAN BLACKWOOD***

"WHAT?!" she shouted, surprised.

"I have an apartment. You can stay there for the time being." I said looking at her.

"No, It must be expensive. I can't afford you to pay the rent." she declined my offer.

"You don't have to pay me the rent. You can stay there and search for the job. It's not safe here"

She looked at me then folded her arms across her chest. "No!"

I frowned. "Why?!"

"I don't want your pity." she said and went towards the broken pot and started collecting the pieces.

She is making me angry. I held her one hand and pulled her to face me. "When I am speaking, don't you dare to go away."

She freed herself from my hold and looked at me frustratingly,"What's wrong with you?!"

"What's wrong with you?! Can't you see this place is not safe for a girl like you?!"

She frowned. "What do you mean a girl like me?" she asked putting her hands on her waist. "I know Taekwando" I raised an eyebrow at her. I haven't met a person like her.

Well, rather than an apartment, it will be safe for the country if I just admit her in the mental hospital. I sighed. I went near her and held her hand and just lightly tapped on her foot. She fell down on the ground and since I was holding her hand she landed smoothly.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" She stood up from the ground and patted the dust away from her back while glaring at me.

"Well, I just saw your 'taekwondo skill'. " I said making quotes in the air.

"You are dead now!" she came towards me and was about to punch me. I held her hand. She used her other hand to punch me. I held her other hand. She was kicking on my , but but it just felt like a tap.

"Listen! I don't have time for this. You don't want to stay in the apartment, Fine!" she stopped kicking and looked at me frowning. I had still held her hands. "Stay at my home with me an-"

"I'M NOT THAT TYPE OF GIRL!" She again tried to kick me but this time it was a bit higher but I dodged it.

"WILL YOU LET ME COMPLETE MY SENTENCE?" she didn't stop and looked at me angrily. "With me and my grandpa!" she stopped trying to kick me and looked at me.

"Grandpa" she asked tilting her head.

I nodded. "I stay with my grandpa." she looked at me while thinking. "Well, there are some servants as well. You can stay there and also do some household chores while looking for a job."

"Servants?! Who are you?!" she asked frowning.

"Tristan Blackwood" she kept looking at me. "I am the CE.."

"Show me your ID" she asked. What? She wants me to show her my ID? She went near her trolley bag and picked a small bag from near it. She rummaged something and took something out of it. She put her bag down and came near me. "See! I have one" She showed the ID in front of me.

"Remisha Miller" I whispered looking at the name.

"That's me!" she said raising her other hand. "See, I even have a photo" she said pointing to the photo in her ID. She is really energetic. She is really something. Didn't she know that even a serial killer has the ID. I sighed and took out my ID and showed it to her. She looked at my face and then at the ID. She did that a few times. "Okay! Let me pack my things." I shook my head.

I watched as she placed her things in the trolley. It took her ten minutes. She picked her trolley bag which seemed really heavy and a small bag then said,"Let's go!" She started to walk forward. I sighed and took the trolley bag from her. She forwarded her hand and tried to take it back. "I can carry my bag!"

I rolled my eyes at her. "I can see that." Then I started walking while she followed me. We reached my car and I opened the trunk to keep her bag. She just stood near me and kept looking like I would run away with her bag.

From the corner of my vision I see the bastard coming towards us. He is the one who follows my car everyday. He is just a dog of my father.

"Hey Buddy!" The bastard came and put his hands around my neck. I closed my eyes in frustration. I slapped his hand away from me.

"Don't touch me, Asher!"

He held his both hands up in surrender. Then kept his hands in his pocket. He then glared at Remisha. I looked at Remisha, and she was glaring at him. My lips just went up looking at her expression. "Go and sit inside the car." I said looking at her. She nodded and was about to go.

"STOP!" Asher shouted. I closed my eyes in frustration. Remisha also stopped and looked at him. "Who is she?" I looked at him.

"None of your business!" I said and held Remisha's hand and took her to the front passenger seat. I opened the car door. Asher came and closed the door.

"I'm not done yet, Tristan." Asher said angrily at me.

"And I'm done with you!" I yelled. "Why don't you mind your own business?!"

"I'm doing my business. It's my responsibility to prot-"

"I DON'T NEED YOUR PROTECTION!" I yelled looking at him.

"Well?!" I looked at Remisha, and she removed her hand from my hold. "I think we have to explain to him." she said looking at me then looked at Asher, "Listen Bro, I am straight. I-I mean I love boys. I mean not the type of boy who loves boys. I had a boyfriend who I broke up with. So... "

"SHUT UP!" both Asher and I said at the same time.

"WHAT'S GOING ON IN YOUR MIND?!" Tristan yelled.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?! I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND! I AM HIS BODYGUARD!" Asher yelled at her then looked at me mischievously,"Well, I don't know about him though." He smiled

"SHUT UP YOU BASTARD BEFORE I BREAK ALL YOUR TEETH! " Tristan yelled. " I don't have a bodyguard. I don't remember recruiting you!" He ignored me and went to Remisha.

"I want to check your bag. There's one in trunk right? Give me your bag." He said going near Remisha.

"If you are his bodyguard, check his bag. Why are you checking my bag?" Remisha said holding the bag close to her.

"I SAID GIVE ME YOUR BAG!" Asher yelled and tried to take it away from her. She on the other hand at first flinched by his voice and then didn't let her bag go. I am done with this.

I pulled Asher and gave a punch on his face. The pulling of Asher caused a force which made Remisha to fall down. Asher got up from the ground and punched me.

I looked at him in anger from the ground. From the corner of my vision I saw Remisha running towards Asher and putting something on his face.

"AHH! WHAT THE HELL?!" Asher yelled. Then he screamed loudly as Remisha kicked the part where the sun doesn't shine.

"Oops?!" I hissed. She ran towards me. What the hell?! Is she going to kick me?! She pulled my hand to make me stand and then pulled me towards the car.

"Come on ! Fast! Drive the car!" she said and we both ran towards the car and sat inside.

I drove the car while looking at Asher from the rear view mirror. I laughed out hard.

"Wow! That was amazing! " I looked at her and she was smiling beside me and looking back. "What did you put in his eyes?"

"Mud!" she said and shrugged. I shook my head and laughed focusing my eyes on the road.

"Why did you do that?" I asked her after sometime.

She faced her body towards me while leaning at the car door and said, "He is not your boyfriend." I raised my eyebrow and was about to say but she gestures stop with her hand. "He said he is your bodyguard but you said that you didn't recruit him. He must be a thief or the robber who stays in the forest." She concluded. I don't know what her expression will be if she gets to know that he is a cop. "By the way who is he?" she asked me.

"I don't know!"

"He called you buddy!"

"So what? I don't know everyone who calls me buddy" I said rolling my eyes.

"Not everyone calls each other buddy." She kept looking at me for sometime to get the answer but when I didn't respond she shrugged and looked outside.

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