Ellen (POV)
I'm Ellen Degeneres.I'm 26. I was lucky enough to go to school and finish a career. I'm a body guard if you may know I'm interest in the security business. My wish is to some day have my own security service company. I've protected people in witness protection, senators, governs, priest. You name it. Even families like the De Rossi's.
Today is my first day in, I've been instructed to move into the service spare rooms like the rest of me fellow work mates. I've been assigned to protect Portia De Rossi. Fun fact: She's one of the most desired women in the country. Not only because she's extremely hot, but she's practically unable to be dominated. She works very hard even though with the fortune of her mother and father she doesn't have the necessity to work like I do. Obviously with such fortune she lives on the rich side of the city. Where people own the over sized mansions. Her family has an enormous mansion, large enough to fit a family of eight. With a tennis court, gym, pool, and a back yard the size of a football field.
I hope she isn't as arrogant as her father and brother.The day I met him, he set clear in my mind that I'm replaceable and not even worth a penny, but for some reason I wasn't mad. I guess because it's most likely true. I guess over the years comments as such aren't of my importance. I've learned that whatever may happen or whatever they may say you are to complete your mission which is to protect and serve your custody. You are to do what it takes to keep them alive even if it means to risk your own to the unsustainable matter of death.
I walk into the large wooden door with golden color handles. I rind doorbell. It's Jen! Jennifer Aniston. Not so long ago I was working for her family too. I have to say besides having to work for her and her family we became best friends. I love her very much.
"Ellen!" She scretches.
"How have you been?" She asks greeting me with a very heart warming hug.
"I've been doing fairly fine, what about you?"
"Oh you know the same as always, anyways what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to work for the De Rossi's."
"Oohhh.. well come on in" She says stepping to the side, waving me inside.
Once I set foot in the mansion its as if an electrifying sensation passes through my body. I walk in the palace exploring everything with my eyes every detail every decoration. It's quit impossible to not notice the pool that lies in the middle of the house. It's as if the pool is the heart of the house. The pool is surrounded by glass walls that isolate it from the rest of the home. The glass walls obviously give a clear view of the halls on the sides and to the side across from me. After examining the home a figure that has been sitting on the leather black couches catches my eyes. Our eyes meet. I'm looking into her very soul. Absorbing everything that her eyes are indicating. We stare in gaze not parting our eye contact. It's as if time has stopped as if the its only her and I in this world. I feel odd. I feel naked at the look of her eyes. As if I'm completely naked in front of her just us just our souls just our hearts in the mid air.
*cough cough* "Ummm....anyways Port I think I'll be heading back home I have plenty to get done" Jen says.
"Yeah ... I'll talk to you later Jen" She says back still looking in my eyes.
God her voice that angelic sound coming from her mouth. I wonder what she sounds while moaning. I shake the though out of my mind. El stop it you need to be professional right now, but I can't she's just so sexy. Its a back to back battle with my mind.
"Alright then take care Port I'll give you a ring later"
"Yep" She responds simply. Were alone now. We remove our eye contact from each other.
"'Sorry, may I introduce myself. I'm Ellen. Ellen Degeneres." I say walking to her, shaking her hand afterwards.
"Mmmmm, Ellen. Well I'm Portia. Portia De Rossi. You may have seen me before or heard about me." She comments still shaking hands with me.
"Yes I've heard about you before. Actually if you may know I'm here to work under your orders, so this may sound weird but before I ever serve for someone I get background information of my custody." I say gripping her hand., but her grip intensifies too as to prove she isn't "soft or delicate" but strong and self sufficient.
"Yes, my father told me about the body guards that will be around the house, and around us. Of course it's not weird I understand you must do your job and whatever it takes to keep us alive and possible yourself. Am I right?"
"Very much." We separate our hands.
"Take a seat." She indicates me.
"My father thought it'd be best to have some sort of protection for us and our home. Ever since our awful encounter in that cabin in the woods. We agreed on having security."
"Yes indeed. He told me about the incident. I must say you were brave for never losing your cool during a situation like that. It must be terrible to be kidnapped.
"Thank you, but my grandfather was the brave one. He was the one that deliberately volunteered to take the money to that isolated cabin. You know if it weren't for him I wouldn't be here. I must ask but did my father tell you ALL of the story?"
"Well if you mean by detail. No he didn't. He just explained it in a broad manner. You were kidnapped while you were in Mexico, and they asked for a sequential amount of money. Your grandfather had volunteered to take the money before he could so there for he didn't do it. Your grandfather died while defending you. "
"Wow of course he'd say it like that" she murmurs.
"Is there something wrong?" I ask.
"No. Yes I guess he told you the important events. Maybe if you show me I can trust you enough I can tell you what full on happened" She says.
"I also hope I can win your trust and confidence, it'd be an honor to." I say smiling. She smiles shyly.
"How about I help you settle into your new room?"She asks.
"That would be perfect" I answer.
"Follow me."
We walk towards the point of view in which I was looking at the pool from. We turn left, and then we turn right a few steps away the stairs are located to our feet. We go up the dark wooden stairs that look as if there in mid air with glass on the the right side of the stairs from preventing someone to fall on there side in case they loose balance they wont fall off the stairs. With so much glass in this house, I hope it's bulletproof.
On the left side you have a wall that is made of different shapes of rocks with a grey color. In the middle of the wall there is a square shaped hole with a dark brown vase in the middle.Once we immediately go up the stairs there is another flight waiting for us on our left again. Once we go up those stairs, I'm filled with relief as there isn't anymore. In front of us I see the same type of wall but in the center there is a dark grey statue of a dolphin with water pouring out of it's mouth onto a square of rock that is attached to the wall that is being filled with water. We turn right. Then we go down the hall. We turn right again. There is three rooms on this side of the long hall. one to the left and two to the right. On the other side of the hall goes the same thing.
"My room is the last one on the right side, and my annoying brother sleeps in the only room on the other side." She tells me.
"Which means you'll sleep beside my room in the only room left" She says.
"Wait but this isn't the service rooms for the employees in the house" I question.
"No they're not but who said my body guard can't sleep one room beside mine. Besides you'll be likely to protect me much more by only being a room apart. Other wise you would take a whole 10-15 minutes to get to me."
"10-15 minutes!"
"Yep. I mean what do you expect it is a pretty large house."
"At least we need one body guard in our home."
"What do you mean by one, hasn't there come anymore people, but Jen said there had came a couple of guys in the house already?"
"Yeah one, and yes the rest of the body guards did come earlier than you did, but employees in our home by rules of my father live in another house that is located outside in the garden."
"Oh I see now, but are you sure your father will let me sleep here in the family house" I say pointing at the room.
"Even if he didn't I wouldn't be one to care, it's for my safety so he wouldn't uphold an argument."
"Okay if you say so"
"Now come on in, I''ll help you install yourself in your new room." She declares opening the door.
"WOW" I whisper. I can see her bright smile from the corner of my eye.
"Is every room like this?" I ask
"Nope, every room has a different theme or style" She says shrugging it off, like it's no big deal, but it is.
You walk in the room and the first thing you see is a huge free space of wooden floor. I look up to the roof to see a wonderful sighting of the sky.
"Glass right?" I say pointing at the roof.
"Yep" she says.
After 4 feet there's a wooden frame with glass surrounding the bed entrance, but before the wooden frame there is a jacuzzi in the left corner that as an exterior of a rock type of texture. There is an exotic planet a couple of feet away along with three groups of perfectly shaped and glazed rocks around it. She slides the main glass door. The bed has a frame of evenly lightly toasted brown. The bed set if pure white. With drawers made of the same material as the bed frame. Each one has lamps. Which in this case have the the lamp body of a log, and the shade has a cube like shape with a type of color that is clear but blurry.
As we walk to the actual bed we turn left and see the actual bathroom. You have the mirror and the sink. Next to them there is a shower made of black marble. We head back to the bed. We take a seat.
"So what do you think?" Portia asks.
"It looks incredible" I say still an awed at all of this beauty, and unique taste for decor.
"How about we finally start unpacking"
"Right." We open my suit case and she helps me to unpack and organize everything.
*15 minutes later*
"Care for something to eat?"
"Of course" she goes to one of the drawers and right behind the lap stands a small phone, like an Ipod or something. She touches the screen.
"Hey Lissa, can you bring me something to eat, yep sandwiches outta due.. okay thank you... yep the guest room. Our brunch will be up shortly El."
"Shit" she mumbles. I laugh hysterically. She slaps my arm playfully.
"It's all good Portia, you can call me whatever you like."
"Well thank you, El. I think it's only right if you call me whatever you like too."
"If you wish, I could. You know some people I know that you know are body guards are strict when it comes to working they believe they shouldn't involve themselves in a personal matter with their custody, but I can never agree with that belief."
"I want."
"Well then Port, changing gears I want to ask you what's your daily routine?"
"Port no one has called me that, well I get up..." We both laugh at her obvious comment.
"Seriously, I get up, I go to the gym or sometimes just take an early jog. I wash up, eat breakfast. Gather my paperwork and head for work."
"That sounds... casual"
"Well I take on a casual life, shouldn't I?"
"Well with all of this wonder, I kind of figured you wouldn't go to work like that but once in awhile or you'd mostly like to go shopping or just do plain nothing. That's what most of the girls in this "class" do? I mean I've read that you like to go to work and all but you can't believe all they say on the newspapers or magazines."
"Know you know that I "actually" work everyday of the week like a "normal" person. I don't like doing nothing its boring. I'm not like the rest of the girls El, I'm my own self, even though that get's in the way of the opinion of others. They think I'm ambitious which is good but when its too much it isn't or they just believe I have no friends. Which in fact is a lie, but honestly I want to make a name for myself not because of the wealthiness of my parents but because of my hard work and dedication."
"I'm starting to notice your not like any other girl, which is great. Be yourself. I guess we have something in common I also want to make a name for myself."
"It's always nice to know the person that is protecting you has similar views" she says stretch her hands out and putting them on top of mine. That's when our food comes in.
"Well, well, well. I come upstairs thinking my girlfriend would be up here alone, but I find her with one of her new servants apparently." He chuckles.
"And to my surprise holding hands." She immediately takes her hands off of mine.
"I must ask what you are doing up here in the guest room?" He asks
"As you can see I'm not alone, she isn't a servant-" She's cut off.
"Oh my I thought that was a man." Don't let it get to you El. Nope, ugh, fuck. That moron better not expect to have an ounce of respect from me.
"Really? Is that how you want to start, she's a women. With very good looks, actually I think she has better looks than ANY man." She says proudly which causes me to stifle a laugh.
"Better than me?" He asks a bit upset. Jealous or nah? Yep. Jealous. It must feel terrible for your girl to tell you I have better looks than yourself, worst thing is I'm practically a stranger. Hahahahha.
"Like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, El isn't a servant. She's my body guard, and yes were getting along pretty well. Right El?
"But of course Port" I said smiling knowing that, that would make her boyfriend go crazy.
"She'll be staying in the guest room until she's relieved from her responsibility which is now me." She says with much defiance. Not afraid of the consequences of her wording.
"Mmmmm, and your father allowed this type of treatment to an insignificant employee? By what I've been hearing both of you treat each other like you've known each other since for ever. What is that you call each other... Port and El, but who sweet." He says sarcastically.
"But wait before you even answer Port-
"Don't call me that" she says defensively like she disliked the nickname.
"What so she can call you that, whatever PORTIA. Anyways, what do you think EL?"
" DeGeneres for you sir."
" Ok, DeGeneres answer my question..."
"I came in this house to serve for Port."
"That's it, look DeGeneres. I'm going to be nice about this. Don't call my girlfriend Port. Her name for you is Portia De Rossi." He says walking up to us putting the tray down on the bed and grabbing Port aggressively by the waist. I can tell she doesn't like it because of the facial expression of annoyance and discomfort.
"I shall call Portia what she'll like me to call her. If she says she wants me to call her Ms. De Rossi, Portia, or Port. Than that's up to her."
"Clearly, you don't understand English, I said your going to call her Portia period. You now know to call her Ms. De Rossi."
"Port, what would you like me to call you?" I ask. Of course I know what the answer will be. I feel like I have the need to prove something to that guy but I don't know what it is. Defiance is that it? One thing my father taught me was being defiant when you don't agree with someone or something. Stubbornness mostly likely runs in my blood.
"Port, El" She responds.
"Okay" I mumble.
"Really? Portia... Is this what-
"Ugh, cut the bullshit Bruno" She says pushing him away from her. Bruno.
"Pardon me Port I'll be going to the garden."
" I'll go with you."We walk to the door. I let her out first then I follow. We walk to the garden in silence.
Chapter 2
Bruno (POV)
I can't dare have that body guard around Portia, knowing what she likes. She thinks I haven't noticed but I know she likes women. Portia and I haven't had any sex that's probably why she doesn't like men, yet. Once I have her in my arms, I'm pretty sure I'll make her change her mind, and she'll end up liking men.
Until now I have to watch for DeGeneres. If I dare loose my focus off of either of them, then DeGeneres can find her way inside Portia's pants. I need to be the first and possibly the only at any cost. She's already admitted DeGeneres looks good. How long could it possibly take for DeGeneres to enter? Not long.
I shall inform to Mr. De Rossi about the disrespect of DeGeneres, so that when I need to *snap* I'll use her father as a resource to get rid of that body guard of hers. By the time they notice both of them will be under heavy surveillance of her father.For now I need to fix this scene and make it seem to Portia that is was absurd from my part to do that and that I'm very but very sorry. I shall beg for forgiveness. To her father I will make it seem like I was treated with disrespect and let's say I'm going to have to slightly engage the opinion of Mr. De Rossi to DeGeneres in an unfavorable way.
After all I shall prove to DeGeneres that defiance and disrespect isn't something I tolerate, but that out of all Portia is mine and only mine. It would be helpless to try and turn Portia against her own path to protection and I'm afraid that already "friends" and to any negative comment about Ellen she'll come shooting out of nowhere to protect and her and reject those opinions.
Portia (POV)
"Gosh I'm so sick and tired of him" I yell out while walking with to the far end of the garden.
"So why are you dating him?" She asks with a confused look.
"I don't know." I whisper. That question spins in my head for the next five minutes.
"Do you at least love him?" She ask. I don't answer because I'm afraid the answer is no, but if I tell her what will she think about me. Why does her opinion worry me so much.
"Thank you for defending me back there"
"No problem, he was being a total ass wipe anyway."
"You know I have an idea" I say.
"Which is.... "
"Come on let's go lay down in the hammock" I say, hoping she won't reject my offer.
"Great idea" she says smiling.
We get to the hammock that is tied to two palm trees. With a perfect view to the sunset that will soon fall upon us. I lay down interlocking my arm with hers. There's nothing wrong with that right? I mean she does quit have some muscle plus who knows what could happen right. I have to keep contact with her. I can't help but notice the shoulder holster that is on her body holding two pistols. I can recall the models. After the incident I went to a weapon and self defense class that taught me how to use a gun and in the process I learned the names of a couple of guns. Ellen has a Semi-automatic pistol m1911 on her right side and a Expert 14.45 stainless on the left.
"You got quit some taste for weapons"
"Wow, you realized, well thank you. You know their brand new, I specially chose them... just for you." She says teasingly.
"Really?"
"Yep. Quality protection for a high quality young lady." She says winking. Which only causes me to laugh.
"Thank you." I says shyly.
"I bet you know the names... because you're that smart" She points out. I blush.
"Actually I do."
"So.. what are they." she continues. I tell her.
"Well would you look at that" She says raising her eyebrows.
"Hey, want to know how I knew you did?" She asks
"Yeah"
" I knew you took classes for self defense."
"How, how do you know this? Is this all on Google."
"Nope. I just know." She responds simply. Wow! How does she find out about these small detail.... Well back there she didn't know about Bruno. Maybe she did but she didn't want to say anything. I feel comfortable next to her. Nope, Portia. You have a boy friend, and he's loyal. It'd be unacceptable to your family to go out with a women. Ughh!
"So boss what's the routine for tomorrow, Tuesday?" Ellen asks.
"Mmmmm..... well we could go to the gym together and workout, I'm sure you like to go to the gym" I say.
"You come up with great ideas all the time. Yes, in fact I do. To me gym isn't about exercise its more of a get away from the world" she explains looking at the sky.
"Which is probably why you look how you look" I chuckle but soon I regret what I said.
She laughs. "Thank you Portia - Portia, you don't look bad yourself ." She's such a charm.
"Ok, so gym in the morning. You have a gym here?" She comments.
"No, my family has a membership in LA Fitness, but we do have a pool a game room and the universal balcony that stretches out around the whole house."
"Universal balcony?"
"Yeah. Since we have three floors the balcony is located in the middle of the second and third floor. That's why there is stairs on the right side of the pool. Those stairs connect the house. If you were to go to those stairs you have two ways to go at the beginning. First you have the chance to take the hall in which we sleep in or up to the other floors.
"That makes sense, now I know why I saw so many stairs. So there are more ways to enter to the hall in which you sleep in rather than taking the way we did. So what's the third floor?"
I had to laugh. " Yep, that's where the game room is at. When I mean game room I mean plasma TV's with game systems. Followed by simple game machines. A pool table, and of course the bar. Oh and the right side of pool has a studio in the first floor right below the stairs. Yeah, I know pretty exaggerated right?"
"Actually not much. I've been in houses that have like a gym, basketball court, game rooms, studios and pools. Your house seems slightly simpler ."
"How about we actually get to know each other? You know we are going to be together for quit a while.." I comment.
"Your right. Well.... I'm 26 ......" She carries on when were interrupted by the voice of my mother. Holy cow! What now....
Chapter 3
Margaret (POV)
I walk to the backyard, after I saw Bruno leaving the house to what it seemed to be upset. I had asked him where my daughter was and with a tone of annoyance he said "she's with that new body guard of hers in the backyard."
I knew we were going to have protection for sometime since that awful experience with Portia brought us to the border line need to have people around us, but I don't regret taking that choice if it means to keep my family safe.
When I go to the hammock in which from a long distance I see two figures laying down together. When I get there, I stay a few minutes contemplating their conversation. Which I must say is rather.. hmmm... I don't know... but there's a certain feeling and unique emotion in the way they speak to each other. I'm imagining things now. Looking at them two tempts me to ask a question to my person. What if Margaret.. just what if Portia were to be lesbian, or Michael was gay? There isn't a doubt that I would still unconditionally love them and support them like the mother that I am.
"So what is it that you two are doing here?" I ask. When the women laying besides Portia hears my voice she shoots up as if it were a natural instinct to do so. Hmmm.. how impressive. If this is just when someone talks then I bet she would do a thousand times better when she'll have to actually have to take action in a life or death situation.
" Nothing mom" Portia responds getting up calmly.
"Answer me..."
"Ellen Degeneres" She says stretching her hand out.
"Margaret De Rossi" I say. Even though my last name is Rodgers, I've taken the name of my lovely husband.
" We weren't doing anything mama" She says standing straight, chin up high, looking in my eyes. How respectful, I must say the pose she is in inspires respect from me towards her. I can tell she takes pride in doing her job. She's a leader. Only if my daughter's boyfriend had the aspect Ellen has, but sadly he is far disrespectful to my eyes. ?He hasn't done anything but I don't know I just don't like him. There is something in that man that doesn't calm the instincts of being a mother.
"I hope not, you know my daughter has a boyfriend right?" I say.
" Yes ma'am I am aware of that existing relationship, and I respect all relationships so therefore we wouldn't be doing anything that Portia couldn't" She chuckles and continues " I very much doubt Portia is into women and or men too"
"I hope not, you know my daughter has a boyfriend right?" I say.
" Yes ma'am I am aware of that existing relationship, and I respect all relationships so therefore we wouldn't be doing anything that Portia couldn't" She chuckles and continues " I very much doubt Portia is into women and or men too"
"It's great to know that people like you with values still exist and aren't extinct. Call me Margaret please."
I add " If Portia were to like women, let me say I would consider you a very potential candidate for my daughter" I tell her smiling.
"It'd be an honor"
" I must ask Ellen and trust me this would not get in the way of your job, but are you gay?"
"Yes and very proud, but I make sure it doesn't get in the way of my responsibilities. I hope it doesn't get in the way this family views me. My sexuality doesn't define me in totality."
" I'm content for you. I think people shouldn't put themselves down for their sexuality but should feel proud of who they are."
"Why don't we continue this conversation inside while eating dinner?" I ask. They both agree too. When we walk into the dinning room I tell Ellen; "Ellen why don't you join us in the dinning table? You are part of the family now."
" Thank you very much, but in all respect Margaret if the rest of the employees of the house don't eat at the dinning table either than I rather not."
" Please El sit with us? I bet it'd be far more interesting if you eat with us." Portia begs.
"Portia is right Ellen. Please eat with us?"
"Ugh, fine you ladies win. Goodness who could deny anything to both of you I don't think I'd have the guts to certainly." She comments dropping her hands to her sides and smiling brightly. While walking to take our seats my husband arrives. Oh my gosh, I don't I'm going to tolerate any disrespect today.
Barry (POV)
I walk in to the dinning room reading my emails from my Iphone while shouting "Family I'm home! Where are my three favorite people in the world." When I finally look up with a bright smile that must be worth trillions, I met with my disappointment as I see Ellen DeGeneres standing behind my daughter pulling her chair out. What does she think she is doing? Not with my daughter certainly, I know her ways and my daughter will not be a victim of this.. this disgust of so called women. Not with me baby girl. Not her.
"What do you think you're doing DeGeneres?" I shout at her. She looks up calm and collected like there isn't a problem.
" Calm down Barry, she is just being a gentlewoman you could say" my shouts back.
"Why don't you let the so called gentlewoman answer" I shout. Portia takes her seat and Ellen faces me now.
" Sir, I'm not doing anything that I'm not suppose to. So with all respect I don't see what is the problem?"
I laugh. " Look DeGeneres I'm going to ask for you to keep your contact with my daughter at minimum." I say
"Dad. El was only being kind, and I'm afraid she will not listen to your command, but only the ones that authorize."
"El? Is that what you call her? I don't know if you forgot but as long as you live under my roof you are to do as I say. " I shout.
"Ugh! That's all you can get back at with right? Well don't worry I'll soon be moving out anyway." She yells at me.
"Portia, Portia, come back her!" I yell, but she ran upstairs.
"This is all of your fault DeGeneres."
"Excuse me Margaret, I'll go check on Portia." She tells my wife.
"No you won't." I say. My wife eyes me like she wants to kill me.
"Thank you Ellen, I'll send your supper up stairs along with Portia's."
Chapter 4
Ellen (POV)
I walk up stairs concerned for Portia. She spoke to her father like she didn't care what he had to say. Something happened between Portia's father and her for her to speak to him like that. Carelessly. Honestly, I think Mr. DeRossi believes I'm going to harm his daughter or something. I mean what was so bad that caused him to shout at me like I was doing something disrespectful. I was just pulling Port's chair out. Then he was attempting to insult me. I really don't care what he or any has to say about the way I dress "like a man" or what I prefer. That's for me to worry about not anyone. One thing is working for his family and another is disrespect, and I defiantly don't tolerate that. I follow the golden rule. Due unto others as you would have them do to you. I reach her room. *Knock, Knock*
"Leave me alone" she shouts.
"It's me El" I calmly respond.
"Come in El." I open the door. Holy fuck.
The bed has a dark chocolate color. With two nightstands that have a blend of a light brown and dark chocolate adding a rustic theme. With dark brown handles. Both nightstand have a cylinder shaped lamp. Over the bed is a silky see through sheet that is light yellow and starts to fade to white. The sheet is tied to the four post of the bed. The mattress looks so comfortable as if it would just suck you in. The bed has a green sheet folded at the bottom area. The covers are white. With a bunch of white pillows with a couple that have a green zig-zag lines across the pillows. In front of it is a long white and grey bench with two pillows at each side. The roof has long wood blocks that follow to the center of the roof and on my right is a window to the balcony but it's covered with a white curtains. Next to the bed on the right is the entrance to the bathroom, but out of all these fine things what stands out the most to me is the figure laying on top of the bed looking at me with a bright white smile that could light up the darkest room. Portia.
"Classic eh?" she asks.
"It's alright compared to the room I'm staying in it's nothing.Well actually no. I think my room is better than yours. The one back in my apartment." I say jokingly.
" Prove it." She says winking at me. That has to be the most traumatizing thing ever.
I laugh out loud nervously. " It'd be my pleasure to take you to my apartment." Certainly the imaginative thoughts in my mind agree.
"Come over her."I sit next to her. Making my self comfortable with her pillows and all. I wasn't wrong about her bed.
"Hey, I know you don't know me like that, but I'm concerned about what happened back there. You okay?" I ask.
"Thank you at least you care about me, and no I'm not." she says. I can see the mixed emotions in her eyes, but out of all I can tell she's going to break down.
"Come her you" I tell her extending my arms out to her. She sits up and hugs me. She hugs me tight like she's afraid of ever letting go. I hug her tight too to show that I'm here for whatever she needs. We stay like this for what seems like hours. We pull away after a couple of minutes.
"Thanks El. It's only been day one and your already more supportive then my parents put together" she comments looking in my eyes.
"No problem I'm here for you Portia. Anything you need or want just tell me and I promise I won't care what it takes for me to get it." I say meaning it with all of my heart. I grab her hands and just hold them.
"You know whats funny?" She asks.
"What is?"
"That I've meet you today and I don't ever want you to leave my side"
" I don't either Porshe"
" It's going to break my heart when your done doing your job"
"Well let's hope I'm never done with my job" I say chuckling and pulling a soft smile from her face.
"Ellen?"
"Yes"
" Promise me you won't ever betray me"
" You don't even have to ask"
After a while Portia and I lay in her bed just enjoying each others presence. Not saying a word. I wake up and it's three in the morning. Our food is on the nightstand. I get up and see Port asleep for the first time. God she looks like an angel. Who am I kidding she is one. I pull the covers of my side off. I go to Portia and carry her out of bed. I put her on my side. I pull the covers over her. I kiss her forehead withdrawing with a "Good night Porshe." I start to walk and I hear her mumble something I turn around and hear her repeating my name while grabbing the pillow tightly that's resting above her head. Is she dreaming about me? Nah her mind has better occupations. I smile and leave her room.
I open the door to my bed room and look at the sky. Gorgeous. I take my slacks leaving me with only boxers. I talk off my blazer along with my weapons followed by my holster. I put one of my guns in one nightstand and the other one in the other. I take off my shirt and red tie. I'm left in boxers and my white tank. Once I collapse on the bed I fall into a deep slumber.
Chapter 5
Ellen (POV)
*The next morning*
I walk up and dash to the bathroom and wash my face up. I put on my workout clothes which in this case are just a pair of black Nike gym shorts a green muscle shirt and some black,green, and white Nike basketball shoes. I run to my nightstand and grab a package of protein shake powder.
I walk to the kitchen and fix myself a cup of OJ for now. I see no one is up not even service. I walk to Portia's room.
I knock on her door. I hear no response. I slightly open the door, to see her sleeping comfortably. I enter the room and turn around to close it silently when I turn around I see her sitting up on her bed.
"Good morning" she says greeting me.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yep I did thanks for asking" she answers getting out of bed.
"I see your ready, just give me a sec to change take a seat"
"Hell yeah" I say excitingly. She chuckles a bit with a sleepy face.
*15 minutes later*
We walk to the front of the house and go to the garage. In that garage there are 8 cars. Eight cars. She makes her way to a board on the wall that has all of the car keys hanging on it. She takes hers and moves her way to one of the most sexiest cars that I've seen. The Mercedes Benz 2015 Audi. I'm caught in thought when she tosses the car keys at me. I unlock to the car and run to open the door for Portia. I run to the driver side, I put my seat belt on turn the ignition on. Next I find my self driving the car on the rode. This is amazing!. As I'm on the high way and there seems to be no traffic I press the gas pedal until I'm driving at 80 miles per hour. At the corner of my eye I notice her smiling at me.
"You like?"
"How couldn't I?" I answer her all excited like a a child playing with a wanted toy for the first time. I start to relieve the pressure off the gas pedal and turn to an exit. I find my self in the center of the city. Where I'm like 15 minutes away from my apartment. I start driving down one of the main roads when I see a grey car pull up alarmingly behind our car. We're still 20 minutes away from the gym. I watch the car. I take a detour that will stunt us for about 5 minutes.
"What are you doing?" Portia asks wondering why I took this choice.
" Just for precaution"
I take a turn that would take us to my apartment building. I drive down the road and abruptly take a turn. This would leads us to a detour from both places. They're following us. Showtime. I start to drive quick and fast turning in random streets, never losing my location.
"Is it what I think is going on?" She questioned concernedly.
"Yes it is"
I'm heading to a yellow light. Shit. I turn and drift. I cross eye sight with the driver and passenger, but it was to late for them to do something and a police car was right across from them. I speed off sneakingly.
"That was so fun" I yelled.
"Your crazy that scared me so much" she says with a pale face.
"But I must say that last turn you did was like honorary" She complements me turning to her natural skin color.
" You know El that kind of felt good like a shock waves of adrenalin coursing through my body. Is that how you feel all the time"
" Indeed. That's one of the top reasons why I got into this. I just love the feeling of adrenalin. Also because this life doesn't have a routine, so I never get bored."
Ellen (POV)
I walk up stairs concerned for Portia. She spoke to her father like she didn't care what he had to say. Something happened between Portia's father and her for her to speak to him like that. Carelessly. Honestly, I think Mr. DeRossi believes I'm going to harm his daughter or something. I mean what was so bad that caused him to shout at me like I was doing something disrespectful. I was just pulling Port's chair out. Then he was attempting to insult me. I really don't care what he or any has to say about the way I dress "like a man" or what I prefer. That's for me to worry about not anyone. One thing is working for his family and another is disrespect, and I defiantly don't tolerate that. I follow the golden rule. Due unto others as you would have them do to you. I reach her room. *Knock, Knock*
"Leave me alone" she shouts.
"It's me El" I calmly respond.
"Come in El." I open the door. Holy fuck.
The bed has a dark chocolate color. With two nightstands that have a blend of a light brown and dark chocolate adding a rustic theme. With dark brown handles. Both nightstand have a cylinder shaped lamp. Over the bed is a silky see through sheet that is light yellow and starts to fade to white. The sheet is tied to the four post of the bed. The mattress looks so comfortable as if it would just suck you in. The bed has a green sheet folded at the bottom area. The covers are white. With a bunch of white pillows with a couple that have a green zig-zag lines across the pillows. In front of it is a long white and grey bench with two pillows at each side. The roof has long wood blocks that follow to the center of the roof and on my right is a window to the balcony but it's covered with a white curtains. Next to the bed on the right is the entrance to the bathroom, but out of all these fine things what stands out the most to me is the figure laying on top of the bed looking at me with a bright white smile that could light up the darkest room. Portia.
"Classic eh?" she asks.
"It's alright compared to the room I'm staying in it's nothing.Well actually no. I think my room is better than yours. The one back in my apartment." I say jokingly.
" Prove it." She says winking at me. That has to be the most traumatizing thing ever.
I laugh out loud nervously. " It'd be my pleasure to take you to my apartment." Certainly the imaginative thoughts in my mind agree.
"Come over her."I sit next to her. Making my self comfortable with her pillows and all. I wasn't wrong about her bed.
"Hey, I know you don't know me like that, but I'm concerned about what happened back there. You okay?" I ask.
"Thank you at least you care about me, and no I'm not." she says. I can see the mixed emotions in her eyes, but out of all I can tell she's going to break down.
"Come her you" I tell her extending my arms out to her. She sits up and hugs me. She hugs me tight like she's afraid of ever letting go. I hug her tight too to show that I'm here for whatever she needs. We stay like this for what seems like hours. We pull away after a couple of minutes.
"Thanks El. It's only been day one and your already more supportive then my parents put together" she comments looking in my eyes.
"No problem I'm here for you Portia. Anything you need or want just tell me and I promise I won't care what it takes for me to get it." I say meaning it with all of my heart. I grab her hands and just hold them.
"You know whats funny?" She asks.
"What is?"
"That I've meet you today and I don't ever want you to leave my side"
" I don't either Porshe"
" It's going to break my heart when your done doing your job"
"Well let's hope I'm never done with my job" I say chuckling and pulling a soft smile from her face.
"Ellen?"
"Yes"
" Promise me you won't ever betray me"
" You don't even have to ask"
After a while Portia and I lay in her bed just enjoying each others presence. Not saying a word. I wake up and it's three in the morning. Our food is on the nightstand. I get up and see Port asleep for the first time. God she looks like an angel. Who am I kidding she is one. I pull the covers of my side off. I go to Portia and carry her out of bed. I put her on my side. I pull the covers over her. I kiss her forehead withdrawing with a "Good night Porshe." I start to walk and I hear her mumble something I turn around and hear her repeating my name while grabbing the pillow tightly that's resting above her head. Is she dreaming about me? Nah her mind has better occupations. I smile and leave her room.
I open the door to my bed room and look at the sky. Gorgeous. I take my slacks leaving me with only boxers. I talk off my blazer along with my weapons followed by my holster. I put one of my guns in one nightstand and the other one in the other. I take off my shirt and red tie. I'm left in boxers and my white tank. Once I collapse on the bed I fall into a deep slumber.
Chapter 5
Ellen (POV)
*The next morning*
I walk up and dash to the bathroom and wash my face up. I put on my workout clothes which in this case are just a pair of black Nike gym shorts a green muscle shirt and some black,green, and white Nike basketball shoes. I run to my nightstand and grab a package of protein shake powder.
I walk to the kitchen and fix myself a cup of OJ for now. I see no one is up not even service. I walk to Portia's room.
I knock on her door. I hear no response. I slightly open the door, to see her sleeping comfortably. I enter the room and turn around to close it silently when I turn around I see her sitting up on her bed.
"Good morning" she says greeting me.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yep I did thanks for asking" she answers getting out of bed.
"I see your ready, just give me a sec to change take a seat"
"Hell yeah" I say excitingly. She chuckles a bit with a sleepy face.
*15 minutes later*
We walk to the front of the house and go to the garage. In that garage there are 8 cars. Eight cars. She makes her way to a board on the wall that has all of the car keys hanging on it. She takes hers and moves her way to one of the most sexiest cars that I've seen. The Mercedes Benz 2015 Audi. I'm caught in thought when she tosses the car keys at me. I unlock to the car and run to open the door for Portia. I run to the driver side, I put my seat belt on turn the ignition on. Next I find my self driving the car on the rode. This is amazing!. As I'm on the high way and there seems to be no traffic I press the gas pedal until I'm driving at 80 miles per hour. At the corner of my eye I notice her smiling at me.
"You like?"
"How couldn't I?" I answer her all excited like a a child playing with a wanted toy for the first time. I start to relieve the pressure off the gas pedal and turn to an exit. I find my self in the center of the city. Where I'm like 15 minutes away from my apartment. I start driving down one of the main roads when I see a grey car pull up alarmingly behind our car. We're still 20 minutes away from the gym. I watch the car. I take a detour that will stunt us for about 5 minutes.
"What are you doing?" Portia asks wondering why I took this choice.
" Just for precaution"
I take a turn that would take us to my apartment building. I drive down the road and abruptly take a turn. This would leads us to a detour from both places. They're following us. Showtime. I start to drive quick and fast turning in random streets, never losing my location.
"Is it what I think is going on?" She questioned concernedly.
"Yes it is"
I'm heading to a yellow light. Shit. I turn and drift. I cross eye sight with the driver and passenger, but it was to late for them to do something and a police car was right across from them. I speed off sneakingly.
"That was so fun" I yelled.
"Your crazy that scared me so much" she says with a pale face.
"But I must say that last turn you did was like honorary" She complements me turning to her natural skin color.
" You know El that kind of felt good like a shock waves of adrenalin coursing through my body. Is that how you feel all the time"
" Indeed. That's one of the top reasons why I got into this. I just love the feeling of adrenalin. Also because this life doesn't have a routine, so I never get bored."
After a couple of minutes of driving we finally get to the gym. I get out the car rushing to open Portia's door and helping her step outside then I lock the car. As we make our way to the entrance many people start to recognize Portia. One specific girl that also is just coming in captures my attention and I think she realizes it, but not as much as Portia does that's for certain.
"Hey Portia!" She says kissing and hugging her.
"Hey Sammy!" She says back.
"Are you not going to present this wonder of a women?"
"Oh right, sorry. Ellen, this is Samantha O'bryan one of my best friends, Samantha this is Ellen Degeneres a great friend and body guard."
"Hey Ellen" she says kissing me dangerously close to the mouth.
"Hello Ms. O'bryan" I say
"Oh please stop with the formality. Call me Sam or Sammy"
"Hello Sammy"
"Well how have you two been?"
"Great thanks" we say in sync
"How about you?" Portia asks
"Great, hey your still going strong with Bruno?" She asks winking at her.
"Umm.. I guess" she says unsure. I know she wants to say no, but something in her makes her say yes. I need to find out. Why do you care so much Ellen? Leave her alone its her life if she said yes its because its yes. She's not into women.
"I'm happy for you two! Call me for when the wedding is, and for when I turn an aunt " she tells her touching her shoulder in a playful manner. Port just manages to laugh along sarcastically.
We walk in the gym and get ready to work. I go to the back where they have a track along with the treadmills. Portia and Sammy tag along. Through out the way they just girl talk.
"Alright Portia I'll be outside" I tell her.
"Perfect" she responds back.
I push the door and head out. I stretch out to prevent form pulling a muscle or anything of sort. I take my headphones out and plug them in leaving one over my ear so I can hear if anything goes wrong. I start to lightly jog. Since the gym has a view to the track I can tell Port and Sam are looking. I just smirk. After about 5 minutes I start to sprint. Still looking are we? I run after another 5 minutes. I know I'm running pretty fast when I start to notice I'm passing the people that are jogging and walking along with their face expression. I head back in with a sweaty back and sweaty stomach.
I manage to have a couple heads turn at my sight. Not to brag but I get that a lot. I walk to the weight lifting area. I work on my biceps, triceps, back, shoulder and chest. In a moment when I was doing bicep curls Sam comes over.
"Hey, I see you really take exercising seriously?"
"Yes, I do."
"Where's Portia by the way?"
"She's over there at the chest press station." Goodness Porshe sweating has to be the hottest thing. The way the drops of sweat roll off from her face on to her neck down to her chest. The way her hair looks and how from all the sweating she's just in her Nike sports bra. I snap back to reality by the grabbing of someone on my arms.
"El, Ellen are you there?" Shit I can't answer back. I feel like I can't release any words.Think fast. Well try.
"Umm...aaaa... Y-Yeah I'm here sorry about that I kind of zoned out a bit."
"Yeah I noticed" she speaks back chuckling. I continue with my workout when I'm called over by her. She was doing leg curls.
"Hey, what's up?" I ask her.
"Hey, El I was wondering if you could help me out here?"
"Umm.. yeah of course. What is it?"
"Can you check if my back is straight?" What am I going to do? I mean come on El she's not that bad. Exercising is defiantly something she does. Why is she working on this anyway? Her butt is perfect enough.
"Okay" I touch her back and I can feel the muscles and the sweat being released from her skin.
"Straight" Something I'm not. I laugh inside. Gosh I'm hilarious I should totally be a comedian or something. I'd rock at it.
She chuckles a bit " No El as in slide your hand down my back to check." That's exactly what I do.
"Now can you do me a favor and check if my butt is firm enough?" I clear my throat as I see the sift movement she's doing. My god. I look up and see Portia starring at me with eyes that would kill the most invincible creature. Damn it. We collide into one as we look in each others eyes. I can see disappointment and anger in her, but out of all anger, why though? Is she jealous. Is it because it's her best friend that I'm doing this with, or did she expect better from me? These questions eat me alive, as crazy as it may seem I'm worried about her opinion about her thoughts, about the perspective she has on me. About everything and anything that has to do about her, but why? I can't seem to put my finger on it. I snap back to reality from the constant moving of something in front of me.
"It's firm. Now if you'll excuse me I'll go have a word with Portia." I say
"But don't take to long Ellen" I walk towards Port, but she finishes her last rep and heads out for the exit. What did I do now? I honestly don't get it. I start to run towards her. She can get hurt especially with those idiots from an hour and half ago. She starts to run to full speed. I do to.
Once I catch up to her I grab her by the arm firmly. I soon regret it with a punch in my face. Which seems fairly odd from her she doesn't seem like a violent person, she isn't I'm positive. I stumble a little trying to digest what just happened. I straighten myself out and see her angry.
I look at the same car from moments ago pulling up at a fast rate. In a blink of an eye I grab her and push her on to the ground before the bullet could penetrate her perfectly tanned skin. Ouch fuck. I felt a burning feeling on my shoulder. I can tell she new what to do because she rolled slightly under the car, but luckily those were the only shots fired and none of them hit her. As she rolls under from the car getting up I see her face expression change from relief to worry. I touch the point of my shoulder and just see a slight scratch. Which means the bullet only went passed my skin. Portia looks at me worried and sorry. I take my hand off of it, but she put's her hand over it.
"You're going to get blood all over your hand you know that right?'
"Yes"
"My blood"
"Yep your blood" she takes her sweaty shirt and cleans it with the only dry part.
"Don't worry I'll take mine off" I tell her
"No it's fine I'm okay with your blood being on my shirt."
"Okay, hey what was that all about?"
"Let's get going or will be late for work." She ignored my question. Okay two can play at that game.
"Yes ma'am" I respond firmly. There's no going back now.
Chapter 6
Portia (POV)
There's no going back now. Ellen wants to get formal. I can get formal too. Two can play at that game. What she did! What she did! You know what stop worrying about everything that has to do with her. She clearly was flirting with Samantha and it was only a couple of minutes of meeting her. She was flirting! Flirting! What is wrong with her! She has no respect. Actually no she can do what she likes. She's single so.. so she can be with other... other.. women.
The whole car ride was silent. I didn't speak and neither did Ellen.
I don't want it to be like this it doesn't feel right. Something in me told me to fix things and tell her what upset me, but how can I do that if I don't even know myself. I hit Ellen. I hit her that has no forgiveness. I hurt such precious person that all along in these two days the only thing she's done is give me warmth and support. She's the only person that understands me, but how can I let her know without giving to much away. What if I just tell her? No Portia.
I waken from my thoughts by the moving hand of Ellen in my face across from in the dinning table. At the most slight movement she pulls a smile out of me even though I should be highly disappointed or angry. We stare into each other not speaking once again. I don't think we need to this time. Her eyes tell me everything I could possibly hear. She breaks the silence.
"Portia I don't want it to be this way.." She says in a soft tone.
"I don't either Ellen. I must say that car ride didn't feel well"
"Yeah I know."
"Portia I don't expect to hear the reason you hit me, but whatever I did to put you in that state I'm very sorry about, and I promise I won't do it ever again." Her eyes search into mine for any clues. Tell her Portia you won't lose anything.
"Ellen about that. I want to say that you didn't do anything wrong quit frankly I don't know why I hit you. Well I know what triggered it but I don't know what emotion was coursing through my body"
"What was it that triggered it?" I think she knows she just wants reassurance.
"The incident with Sammy" I can feel the anger boiling up. That's it- it was anger, but why? No it can't be Portia why would you be jealous ? Nope stop it. I mean it's normal right? You just happen to care about Ellen. That's it. Yep that's it. There isn't anything to it.
"What about the incident with Sammy ?" She's pushing it. Do I answer or just ignore? Just answer.
"Well I umm... I don't think... Umm... You should be doing that with women you know. Like umm.. Doing what you were doing." I clear my throat.
"What was I doing that I shouldn't be doing?" She asks leaning over a bit while dangerously snaking for my hand. Compose your self Port. She shouldn't be having such affect on you.
"Oh come on Ellen you know what I mean. Touching her that way." I say trying not to look in those intense blue eyes. I'm afraid I"ll end up falling in her world.
"Why not? I'm not dating anyone I'm free" she says with a smirk.
" Because... Because you just can't. Because you're my body guard and you shouldn't put such self image of yourself in that way."
"Mmm.. I think there is more to it you just don't want to tell me..."
" I'll let you decide Porshe if you want to tell me later through out the day. I think we should get going for now" she tells me looking at her watch.
*30 minutes later*
We arrive in the parking lot building of my fathers company Mv&E cars. We walk to the elevator.
"Do you want me to wait here for you?"
"I want you to be with me in my office ."
"Sure boss"
"Now let's get going"
We arrive at the 10th floor. As the elevator door opens I see the face expression of the receptionist at the sight of Ellen. The pose she was in doesn't help either. She was standing tall with her head up high. She had her hands one on top of the other on her crouch. As we make our way to reception to retrieve our tags or identifications I greet Cynthia with a common "good morning", but she doesn't seem to respond and I see why. Ellen is smiling at her and she's just staring at her like her first crush.
I wave my hand across her face.
" Sorry Ms. De Rossi"
"Good morning, is this.. is this" she inhales a deep breath.
"Wonder coming through too?"
" Yes."
" I'm going to need your identification"
"Sure, oh and good morning Cynthia"
"Good morning Ellen. Can I call you El?"
" But of course" I end up mimicking Ellen in my mind.
" Here ya go have a great day you two"
"Thank you, you too" we say in sync.
As we make our way to my office it only gets worse. All of my co workers or if not most of the secretaries flirt with Ellen, and she knows it too but she won't do anything about it. Of course she likes it. As we make our way to my office Ellen gets ahead of me but is stopped by my secretary who drops a pile of papers in front of her self, bending in front of Ellen. I can see Ellen doesn't know what to do as she's caught in surprise but its not even like she moves out the way she just freezes there. Typical. Come on Portia focus you came to work! Don't worry about Ellen so much you have a boyfriend.
" Umm.. Sorry... Here I'll help you out" she exclaims walking in front of Adriana my secretary.
" I'm sorry.. Ellen right?"
"Yep and don't worry we're all clumsy at times" she's just so sweet, but no forget it Porshe.
" That's about it here you go.. Adriana right?"
"Yep"
"You know you look beautiful today" I'm done.
"Aww, your so amazing. Thank you no one has said that to me the way you do" she says blushing.
" I was thinking a women like you would get even better complements"
"Well sadly nope."
" I'll change that" she says winking at her.
" Ok Ellen I think you've had enough lets get to work we have plenty"
"Oh right. I'll see ya later Adriana"
"How long will you be here?"
"Months, maybe years who knows"
"Great, see ya. Oh and Ms. De Rossi first I want to say good morning, and I'll pass you your agenda for the day"
"Good morning Adriana. Yes please and thank you" I say as I walk in my office while Ellen has the door open for me. I try to avoid her eyes and my feelings, but all I know is I end up giving her a dirty mad look.
"May I take a seat?"she ask pointing at the couch in front of my desk.
"Of course. Do as you like here."
"Even if that means flirting around and trying to seduce my staff" I continue.
"Really Portia?" She defends back with one leg crossed over the other along with her arms stretched out slightly above her head resting on the couch.
"Don't tell me that what I saw wasn't flirting or seduction?"
"The thing is it seems to bother you Porshe"
"Does it? You know I would stop if you are to truly tell me what you feel."
"I think you're imagining things Ellen. I am perfectly fine" but I lied.
"Fine?"
"Yes"
"If you say so..." Why is she smirking?
"Why would I lie to you?"She instantly jumps off the couch at my question. She walks towards my desk, seductively leaning over invading my space. I start to feel a lump in my throat and as if a trillion butterflies are out and about inside of my stomach. I try to bit down the emotions she brings in me by biting down the inside of my cheek, but after a while I give in and bit my lip. I hate you Ellen.
"I don't know you tell me. All I know is I'd love to know what it is that I arise in you" she whispers against my skin. I catch myself listening to her with my eyes closed sinking in the moment. In everything.
I open my eyes which seem to feel cloudy followed by the sight of her face near mine about half a foot away. I tug her tie slightly moving her face cautiously close to mine so that we're close but not to close that our skin is touching. I feel her mint breath on my face it makes me feel as if I'm at the cold peek of a mountain.
"Do you really want to know?"I say in a husky voice playing along.
"Yes please" now it's me that's causing huge affects and I can tell by the heavy rising of her chest. I tug a bit more.
"You make me feel different."
"And I love it" I continue.
"This morning I was furious. At you. For touching Sammy.
"Was it because I was touching her and not you?" She asks. That's when I realize to what level I've come, and I'm forced to stop.She still has her eyes closed caught up in her world. I interrupt her by adding pressure to her tie knot making it tighter. She bends her head down gasping for air easing her tie off her neck.
" How about we get working? Time is money here." I comment trying not to laugh at Ellen catching her breath.
" I agree." Is what comes out of her mouth.
* Lunch time*
As its almost time to go out and eat lunch I'm interrupted in my work by the on going memory of Ellen and I. It's impossible to forget what happened. I won't lie at first I saw it as a game she was trying to play off but as things got more intense I realize every action wasn't thought but felt. Like my heart just completely took over my mind,but could it be that I'm starting to feel something for her? I don't know, but if so how would things be? My family wouldn't except it. Whatever like they care about me in the first place well I guess my mother does and so does my brother but certainly not that man who calls himself my dad. My father would do anything to separate me from Ellen if that was the case. I resume back to my work as soon as I notice El staring at me from where she is sitting.
"Gorgeous" I hear her speak.
"Gorgeous who?what are you talking about?" I ask curiously.
" You of course"
" What am I like your plan B after Adriana?"
" She's not even close to plan A, but you... Your from a whole different league"
" Am I?" I say with a raised eyebrow.
" Yes indeed but certainly out of mine"
"What is it that I'm not your type?"
"Oh your perfect for anyone, but your way out of my reach. You're fairly to much for what I can grasp."
"Thank you, I can say the same for you." I reciprocate by brightly smiling.
"So I'm perfect for you? And I'm out of your league?" She says laughing.
"Well like you said you'd be perfect for anyone El. Yes you are out of my reach."
"Thanks. Oh why because I'm not a guy?"
"No, no none sense Ellen. I don't care about that. If you're a girl and I like you then I like you I can't change that you know? You can't be embarrassed of what you like right? Would you be embarrased with it if I were to tell you I were gay or what not?
"Oh gesh of course not. I'm perfectly fine with it especially since.."
"Continue..."
" Especially since I'm gay, but of course there isn't any correlation, because I mean your like way in the sky and I'm like below the ground"
"You sure that's all?"
"Yeah why wouldn't it be?" I jump out of my seat this time and grab her by her tie. I walk back as if I want to be held against my desk, but I decide to go eat instead and keep it a bit fresh for now. As in no repeated actions. I can see she was disappointed.
" Everything okay?" I smirk. As we're the only two on the elevator.
"Mmm hmm. By the way what was it that you were trying to do before we left?"
"Oh nothing just simply indicating we should go eat lunch now."
" Mmm. I see"
We walk out to the elevator towards the car. She opens my door and lightly jogs to her side. She starts the car.
We exit the parking lot to the min street.
"Where would you like to go eat?"
" Where ever you like?"
" Mmm.. Okay it's on me today. How about Valencia?
"Oh wow that's quit expensive."
"So.. You deserved that and much more" she implies. I think I fall a bit more into her embrace because I just smile hard the whole ride at what she said her words ring in my ears. You deserve that and much more. We arrive at Valencia an Italian restaurant.We walk to the entrance waiting to be seated. Luckily we're seated in the back outdoor area. With a view to the small cascade with fines and turtles, but as we walk to the table someone turns me around. I'm surprised by the sudden movement. Not you.
"Hey, baby" Bruno says along with a peck on the lips. For some reason I feel disgusted.
"Hey"
" I guess we'll be eating lunch together" he announces lightly walking to the chair pulling it out. I turn to my shoulder to notice Ellen. Upset? Heartbroken? What ever it was it was the worst site ever it's as if the imagination of a child believing in Santa has been shattered to a million pieces. I don't know hat to say.
" I'll wait for you over there" she comments signaling to the bench across the green field.
"Aren't you going to eat lunch?" I ask sadly feeling bad at the situation.
" I'm not hungry anymore" she tells me looking out to the open.
"Ellen I'm-"I'm cut off by her
" It's okay. Go enjoy your meal with YOUR BOYFRIEND" she leaves me with words to say I see her walking to the bench and just plopping down without any sense.
Chapter 7
Ellen (POV)
I plop on the bench senses less. I don't know what you could categorize my feelings as. All I know right now is I'd do anything to be sitting across from Portia. Actually if it wasn't for him I'd be sitting across from her making her laugh to the point where her stomach would be hurting. Instead of asking ridiculous non soothing questions. I mean Jesus the women is on her break and your just asking questions that are for sure making her uncomfortable. Gosh I want to rush over there and just pull his chair back. I stare at the turtles in the small body of water.
I feel like punching the shit out of him, but you know I'm in the place I'm suppose to be in. I should be sitting here if not standing watching for any sign of danger. I think I need to restrain my self from Port and just be professional. I don't belong across from her not even in her office. Gosh I just hate him for separating me from her. I stand up and walk towards the exit. I look back and he's kissing her hand while he looks at me with a devilish look. The anger boils up in me and I end up punching the concrete wall that's in the entrance.
"Are you okay?" The guy that seats people asks me.
" No" I growl. I notice how bad I answered back, and I regret it immediately.
" I'm sorry it's not your fault, thanks for worrying about me."
" May I ask what's wrong?" I don't answer because I don't know how to.
" I saw the whole thing. When that guy took your girl like that. That was messed up."
"She isn't my girl" my hand is pouncing as if it had its own heart beat.
"You guys make a cute couple, and I also saw how he looked at you while kissing her hand."
" Ugh! I don't know why I'm so furious. She's my boss and I'm her body guard."
"Have you considered the fact that you may be attracted to her?"
"Yes, but it could never be. She's in a different level than I am, and I wouldn't be able to offer her the life she's accustomed to revolve around."
"So. You don't choose who you fall in love with. If you two are meant for each other you'll find away to be together, and if she loves you she won't care about the life you give her."
" I guess you're right."
"You know if I were you I'd seduce her and find out if she actually could ever feel something more towards me then a simple friendship, or a one night stand, but a serious relationship that could escalate to marriage or kids anything of that matter"
"That's not a bad idea"
"Sure isn't, wanna know something else I would do if I were you?"
"Yeah..."
"I'd watch out for that man. I would destroy his manly pride. I'd make him feel humiliated as a man. Some men think there isn't anything worse then losing your girl to another girl" I chuckle at his comment.
" I like that. Thanks for the help."
"Also I believe that hand will be point to a bluish color by tomorrow. You did punch that wall pretty hard."
"Sure is. I can feel the pouncing of the pain arousing."
I shake his hand with my left hand since I don't even feel my right anymore.
" Bye Portia. I'll call you later or something." He says grabbing her waist followed by a long kiss. Why is she reciprocating. I can't look at this sight.
"Bye" she repeats.
"Hey, Ellen"
"Hey" I open her car door. Then go to mine. The car ride is silent. Too silent.
*minutes later*
I'm sitting down on the same couch once again, but this time with a different thought a different feeling. A different goal. Seduce her.
"Ellen are you alright?"
"Mhmmm"
"No your not"
" Tell me what's wrong?"
"You know what's wrong! I hate your little fucking boyfriend!I hate the fact that you had to eat with him! I hate the fact he is able to kiss you and grab you by the waist!Portia, I don't even know why I'm so freaking mad right now! I shouldn't be! I should feel what a employee feels to a boss! Nothing! But yet you have me there punching a fucking wall because of you!"
"Ellen, Ellen, are you there?"
"Oh what? Yeah" Luckily it was all just a a factor of my imagination. I could never say those things.
"So what's wrong? Look I know what I did back there was-"
"Nothing is wrong I'm good. In fact I feel great" I say the last sentence a bit to loud.
"I don't believe you"
" I guess"
"Ellen please tell me" I see her spot my hand. She pulls a drawer from the left side of her desk and takes out a small white box. She walks over and sits down next to me.
"Give me your hand" she commands.
"No it's okay don't worry about it it's just a little bruise that's all."
"Oh common on.Just give me your hand."
"Fine." I let her work on my hand.She caresses it an then opens the box.She pulls out a bandage and a clip. She starts from my knuckles to half of my fingers. She clips it on the inside if my hand. She balls me hand on and off. To assure I can still do basic movements with my hand.
"Done."
"Thanks."
Chapter 8
*months later*
It's been sometime ever since that incident in the restaurant with her boyfriend. My hand is all better now it isn't swollen anymore its back to its natural color. Over these months Portia and I have gotten to know each other. I've told her somethings I've never told anyone and so has she. In these months her boyfriend and I have really had our encounters.
Today is the anniversary of her fathers company and they'll be having a cocktail tonight. Portia says that tonight is a night for me to enjoy she says I'm not going to be on duty, but that doesn't mean I won't be alert. I also must say that Portia has been acting weird towards me ever since Sammy asked me to join her in a party. I mean I don't remember saying anything that could cause odd behavior.I asked her for permission. I repeatedly told her if she didn't want me to go I wouldn't but she said I should have fun, so I took her word and I enjoyed myself. Maybe she got a bit mad because I arrived until the next morning. Me and Sammy got a but drunk and ended up in her room. Of course we didn't do anything we just passed out. I didn't want to leave until she woke up.
Tonight I decided to wear a pair of jeans my grey saddles my white button down and a grey blazer. Portia was wearing a red dress that had half of her back uncovered. She looked gorgeous. I was lucky enough to be sharing the back seat of the limo with her. When we arrived the driver opened the door for us. I stepped out and helped Portia out the limo.
As soon as we walked in her boyfriend came rushing to take her from my side. I walked towards the bar. I sat on one of the stools looking at the dance floor. They were already dancing. Portia was smiling at Bruno. Nice. I guess she's enjoying her self.And so should I.
By the time I came back from my thought Sammy was walking towards me. I stood up and straighten myself. We'll see if Portia will last playing this game. I realized that when I hanging around other women I cause something in Portia that could most likely be classified as jealousy. She knows she does the same to me.
"Hey El!"
"Hey Sammy!" I say kissing her close to her mouth and hugging her. Port was looking.
"Oh my it's been awhile hasn't it?"
"Yes it has about a week" I say chuckling.
"Would you care to dance?" She asks.
"Of course it'd be my pleasure"
We walk to the dance floor and I immediately take her in my embrace. We sway from left to right swiftly with my left hand holding her right hand to our shoulder height. I look at Portia who is now drinking.
"So Ellen how long will you be here?"
"What time does it end?"
"Usually at 11 or 12."
"Well then at 11 or 12."
"Great!"
"What about you?"
"What ever time you leave."
"Sounds like will be keeping each other company."
"Wasn't that intended?"
"But of course"
"Can I ask you a question Ellen?"
"Sure, but first lets get a drink." We go to where Portia was sitting with Bruno, they had their backs turned to the crowd.
"Can I get 10 shots of Tequila?"
"I'm on it." The bartender complies.
"Wow. Your really trying to get something going on here aren't you?" Sammy asks.
"I just think we could lighten the mood a bit."
"Here ya go."
"Thanks" to my surprise she goes straight into drinking. She's on her third one by the time I even pick my first one up.
"Ellen are you single?"
"Mhhmm" I mumble while drinking my second one.
*moments later*
My organs at this point are probably swimming in alcohol. I have no idea how many bottles Sam and I have downed. We've mixed all type of liquor. I see a fuzzy figure which I imagine is Sam because of her short figure in between my legs. She starts to whisper in my ear things she would do to me. I'd lie to you if I'd tell you I didn't get a rush of passion in my body. She started to kiss and bite my neck. That's a no-no. I'd lie to you if I told you I didn't want to rip her clothes off and take her right here. I'm sorry but if you ever talk dirty to me and begin to move to my neck area I promise you I will just rip everything off of you. I grabbed her by the waist and sat her down in her stool. I stand up and dangerously fall to Sam's arms. She's the one holding me so I won't fall.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Are you?"
"I could be better."
Portia (POV)
I'm standing talking to Bruno and Jen. When Jen mentions the state Ellen and Samantha are in.
"Hey guys I don't think Ellen and Sam can hold on any longer I mean look at them their like board line about to make out."
"Watch Jen their going to end up together tonight if you know what I mean." Comments Bruno.
"We should go check if they're alright." I suggest.
" I think so too" said Jen.
"Nah. I'm pretty sure they're enjoying themselves. They probably just have a couple of shots in their system."
"Bruno they aren't a couple do you see all of those bottles around them. God knows what they've been drinking." I say looking at Bruno and Jen while my back is facing El and Sam.
"WOW" they say in sync.
"What?" I turn around and see Sammy grabbing Ellen's face with both of her hands while passionately kissing her.
"What is she doing?!" I exclaim.
"What do you think babe. They're enjoying themselves. I'll be back."
"Where are you going?"
"You'll see."
Bruno (POV)
I find this a great occasion to set a barrier between Ellen and Portia. I order for my driver to take Sammy and Ellen to Sam's house since I know her parents are out for the weekend. I walk over to them.
"Ellen, Sammy. I think it'd be best if you two go for the night."
"Why?" Samantha asks me.
"You two are wasted and I don't want either of you to look bad in front of all of these people."
"Thanks" says Ellen.
"I've told my driver to take both of you to a safe place." Sam grabs me by my shirt collar and whispers in my ear.
"You better tell the drive to take me to mine."
"Don't worry darling I already did."
"Okay, you better."
"You did a great job tonight it's all you now."
"Oh trust me I know."
"Enjoy the rest of your night you two. " I help them exit the building and on to the limo. I shut the door.This is great. Everything is going as planned. I walk back in to our little group.
"So what did you do?" questions Portia.
"Nothing I just got them a ride home."
"Okay." Portia says reassuringly.
Sammy (POV)
On the ride home which is about 30-45 minutes long I given Ellen a lap dance with music and everything. I opened another bottle of champagne that was in the limo and handed it to her. She chugs most if it, but all of a sudden she grabs me by my hand and nudges me on top of her hips. She grabs the bottle and pours some on my neck. She starts to lick and kiss me neck. I start to moan. Gosh this women knows what she's doing.
I start to unbutton her shirt. I also unbuckle her belt and her jeans. I grab the champagne bottle and pour it on her. The limo stops and I fall to the ground with Ellen on top of me. I rap my legs around her waist and we kiss. I feel her tongue exploring my mouth. I put my hands inside her shirt touching her bare skin. I bring her body closer to mine. She kisses my shoulders and she realizes the dress is a problem she finds the zipper and begins to unzip it. She takes my dress off leaving from my chest and above bare. She also begins to take my bra, but that's when I hear the knock on the door. I pushed her off of me.
"Wait" I whisper pecking her on the lips.
"We're coming just give us a sec" I shout.
I somewhat compose myself, and surprisingly so does Ellen I thought she wasn't sober enough to do things coherently. She walks out first and helps me out. I rush to the entrance I open my purse and I unlock the door. I close it and lock it. I throw my purse somewhere. I meet with her lips once again. She grabs me by the ass and lifts me on to her. We're making out in the dark. She walks for a while and she sets me on what seems to be the kitchen counter.
She goes to the fridge and takes out a can of whip cream. She takes my dress off completely. She jumps on top of the counter and lays me body onto the cold surface. She opens the can up an pours it everywhere. On my chest, collar bone, and stomach. She kisses and licks the substance off.
I can't contain my moans. After she's done she removes my underwear and bra. She works on my nipples until they harden. Out of nowhere I scream and curse. That's because she put three fingers in me. She goes fast to fast for my body to keep up, but later I do so. When I'm close she begins to slow down. I come after a couple of minutes. My body convulses at the waves running through my body. She kisses me deeply and then gets off the counter.
After I come back down I get off too, but lets just say I've been waiting to long for this encounter to happen for it to be just one. I grab her hand and take her to my room. I scramble through my things to find a strap on, not that I'd use it but when Bruno told me I'd soon have my chance I bought it. I threw it at her and pushed her in the bathroom with the lights on.
After waiting for a while she comes out with it. I get up and walk to her, but she grabs me by the neck and slams me against the wall with all of her will power. I won't lie it hurt but it excited me to see this side of her. It was just so sexy. It's something I've never experienced with any man that I've slept with. Not even in my best nights.
She kisses me forcefully while squeezing my face. She lines the toy with my opening and abruptly pushes the toy in me I wince from the pain, but she doesn't stop to check on me. I wrap my legs around her. I dig my fingers in her back and pull her hair. She starts to penetrate faster and as I begin to reach my climax I knock several things from my dresser . I close my eyes shut and tighten my grip on her. She walks to the bed and swiftly moves me on to it. After I come back I'm to tired to even keep my eyes open I fall into a deep slumber.
Ellen (POV)
I wake up with sheets scrambled on top of me. My head is thumbing. I feel something tied to my waist and look under the sheets. A strap on?What the hell. I sit up and see a back turned to me followed by blonde hair on the pillow. I realize this isn't my house and this isn't Ports house. I get hit with a night worth of memories. Me and Sammy.... No. Wait.Yes. This is actually her room. Oh my god no. What did I do! What will Portia think about me. I get and I retrieve my clothes but everything is all wet and it smells like alcohol. I put it on. I get a piece of paper and pen. I write her an apology for what happened last night and I apologize for not being able to look her in the eye. I leave. I take a taxi to Portia's house. Okay so today is Saturday and Portia's parents and brother will be out. So she's the only one their. Well hopefully she isn't with her boyfriend.The driver tells me it's 8:00 in the morning.
*10 minutes later*
"$15 dollars."
"Here you go thanks."
"No problem anytime."
I don't think I have the face to look at Portia.I walk in the house and find my way to the kitchen to retrieve some water and Advil. I make my way to my room as I notice her door I put my hand in the nob but remove it quickly. I open the door to my room. I close the door after me. When I turn around I see her. Laying down on my bed wearing one of my button downs. I won't lie I felt sad at the view I guess because I felt I was being unfaithful, but how I mean I'm single and she's with Bruno. Why do I feel that pain? I walk to my bed and sit on the other side of the bed. Her face is wet. She was crying but why? I go to the restroom and wash up. I didn't want to let her see me in this state and I didn't want to have the touch and smell of Sammy on my skin. When I came back she was still asleep. I lay dawn in my plain black tee and white boxers. I slide my index finger down her face drawing her outline with me finger. I wipe the tears from her face with my thumb. I caress her perfect face. I regret spending the night with that women. I regret doing what I did to her. I feel like crap it's not even the headache anymore. She opens her eyes slowly. She just stares at me. I search her soul for an emotion. Sadness. I read sadness.
"I'm sorry" why am I apologizing?
"Why?"
"Because I spent the night with her"
"Did you like it?"
"No. In fact I regret it" I whisper.
"Why?"
"Because I don't feel anything for her."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Did you make love with her or was it just a one night stand?"
"I couldn't make love with her because I don't love her. It meant nothing to me. She means nothing to me" we stay silent.
"Why are you wearing my shirt?"
"I don't know. I missed you."
"Why were you crying?"
"Because..."
"Because. It killed me to know she was in your arms." She says looking away.
"Did you want to be in her place?"
"Yes."
" You deserve better." I say holding her face.
"I don't care I want to be with you."
"But I can't give you the life-"
"I don't care about the money. I can live with out that. I want happiness. I want laughter. You make me happy. I just need you." I look at her. This women surprises me all the time.
"If you were to be in my embrace. I'd like for it to be special. I don't want to have something similar to Sammy. I don't want a one night stand. I want something that will last and can grow to something more serious."
" I do too"
"What about Bruno? What about your family?"
"I tell you what. Lets spend time together lets just be like this close. A least now we truly know what we want. I promise that at the right moment. I will end everything that links me to Bruno. Is that okay?"
"Yes. Will you tell your mom?"
"Yes. I think she can handle it."
"I'm pretty sure she will."She goes in for I kiss but I put my finger on her lips.
"Not when I've just spent the night with someone else. I want to respect you."
"Thank you." We fall asleep with my hand on her hip. I never thought I'd be in this position.
Chapter 9
Portia (POV)
*3 hours later*
I wake up to Ellen's arms wrapped around me. I can't believe this ever happened. I didn't think I could ever tell her what I felt. I didn't think I had the guts to express to her that I wanted her and that last night I wished to be the one with her sharing the same bed. You have no idea the anger it caused in me to know Ellen and Sammy were..
Last night when Bruno brought me home after the cocktail. After we said good night I rushed to Ellen's room hoping she'd be home, but her bed was untouched. She was with her. I felt so bad. I felt like I wheeled her in into her arms. I cried. I don't know why. I just cried. I got unchanged and wore one of her shirts. I wore it because it reminded me if her smell and of her presence.
I had the intention to wake up before she could even arrive so she wouldn't see me in this state, but she was a step ahead of me. When I woke up and saw her in front of me I didn't know if to tell her or just come up with an excuse, but honestly I think this was the push I needed even though it cost me some pain. I think it was last night when I realized the things she provoked in me.
The anger and jealousy she woke in me when being with other women. I think last night was when I realized I've been living for other people and not myself. I noticed that I was wasting my time with being with someone I couldn't even stand. I noticed I was wasting valuable time that could be spent next to Ellen.
The only person that knows how to make me laugh in the most sour uncomfortable moments. The one that made me happy and could understand me. I feel a squeeze in my stomach and it was Ellen's hands I look down on them and out my hands on top of hers. I think I could last and eternity like this. In her arms. She kisses me neck.
I look over my shoulder and see her face bulging with joy. I turn around and face her.
"Hey"
"Hey beautiful" she responds.
"What time it is?"
"I bet it's like close to twelve." She says reaching for her phone.
"Yep it's 11:30"
"That's not that bad for a Saturday"
"Of course not"
"I say we should go get something to eat" I suggest
"Yeah I agree I'm pretty hungry"
We get up just like we slept. We didn't change our clothes at all.Ellen walks behind me. When we hit the final step in the stair case Elsa one of the service employees bumps into us.
"Good morning Ms. De-" she looks up at us and is stopped mid sentence by the view. I guess it was quit shocking. Since I was in her shirt and she was in her boxers and Tee.
"Ummm... I am so sorry Ms. De Rossi if you wish I can dismiss myself for the day so you two will have better understanding." She prompted nervously.
"Call me Portia please. If you wish you can go."
"Yes Portia."
"Oh and by the way not a single word to anyone in the condition you found us in."
"Yes. Do you want me to announce to the other workers?"
"Yes"
"Will that be all?"
"Yes. Now go on and enjoy your free weekend."
"Thank you"
"No problem"
"Portia, Ellen. I'm glad you two are together you make a splendid couple." She waves me over so she can whisper something in my ear.
"She's a keeper. I prefer her over Bruno" I chuckle a bit.
"I know."
"I've left your breakfast ready and some lunch in the refrigerator"
"Thank you."
"Good day Ellen"
"Enjoy"
She smiles and shakes her head at me. We get to the kitchen and begin to eat.
"So what did she whisper to you?"
"Oh nothing"
"Here we go..."
"She just said you were a keeper and she preferred you over Bruno"
"Well I think I'm starting to like her even more" the house phone rings. Ellen gets up and I get up as well, we race each other to the phone but when she grabs it I snatch it out her hand.
"Portia De Rossi, who is this?"
"It's me, Sammy" you have to be kidding me! I get so mad I just thrust the phone to Ellen's chest and I go up stairs.
Ellen (POV)
Fuck.
"Ellen Degeneres speaking who is this?"
"It's me Sam, El"
"Oh. Hi."
"I read your note and don't worry everything is fine."
"Oh ok"
"Are you alright?"
"No. I'm mean yeah." Shit why did she have to call now.
"I was thinking we could repeat that-"
I cut her off.
"No! I'm not repeating anything, look Samantha I'm sorry but I regret what happened last night. I advise you to forget about it and just act like it never happened. From my end that is what I'll do. I think it's best if we don't see and speak to each other again. I know it may be a bit harsh but it's the best."
"But Ellen"
"I'm sorry. Good bye" I hang up and run to her room. Her door is locked. I go to the hall with the entrance to the balcony. I walk around trying to find the window to Portia's room. Bing go. Oh man I have to climb up. I get a good grip of the big stones on the wall. When I get there the window is open. I push the window open and climb inside I end up tripping on the curtains and I just fall to the ground with a hard thump. My back.
"What the?Oh my god Ellen are you okay!?" She shouts running towards me.
"No. I think I messed my back up"
"Oh my gosh what were you thinking! I can't believe you climbed up I my window!"
"I didn't want to lose you and I knew you wouldn't open up. So this was my second choice."
"Actually third. There is a door that links your room and my room. You could've just gone through there it was open."
"Are you serious?" I say getting up.
"Yep. Here I'll help you over on to my bed."
"Thanks" I say.
"No problem"
"Portia. We need to talk about that call"
"No we don't. It's all good."
"No it's not."
"Whatever." Se says indifferently turning her back to walk away I reach and grab her arm firmly.
"Let go"
"Nope." I pull her hard and she falls on top of me. She's breathing on my lips.
"Stop Ellen"
"Why?" I ask.
"Because there is no need for this"
"Are you sure?" I whisper on her jawline. She gets on top of me.
"Mhhmm..." She expresses with her eyes closed.
I sit up. I forget about the back pain and focus on Portia she's much more important than a simple fall. I slid my hands in her shirt and rest them in her stomach. I slowly move my hands to the lower part of her back. I close my eyes memorizing every detail of her skin. She hid her face in my neck. I start to move my hands up her back. I remove my hands from under her shirt and I slid my hands up and down her thighs.
I can feel her breathing rising rapidly. I took my hands to her shirt and unbutton the first button and then the second and so on. She comes out of my neck and kisses my lips. It's the most tender and sweet kiss I've ever had. As we part away she bites down on my lip. I place my hand on her neck and she leans on my hand leaving space for my lips. I dug in her skin like a vampire does with their victim.
I hear her moan. That just became my favorite sound. I continue. After awhile I make my way back to her face by making a trail of kisses from her neck to her jaw to her cheek and then to her nose to her lips. I can tell she was announcing her turn by the way our tongues were wrestling.
She grabbed my neck with one of her hands and moved it upwards that's when she began kissing and sucking. I knew she was going to leave a mark. She then dug her teeth in my skin biting one of hotspots. I knew she noticed she found it because of the grin on her face that formed. I flipped her over on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down. She was enjoying this as much as I was. I bit her collar bone and nibbled on her ear. That's when I heard loud knocks on the door. I quickly got off.
"Who is that?" She says angrily.
"I don't know, but they don't seem passive."
"That's for sure."
"I'll go answer" she comments.
"No. I'm going with you let me just get my gun." I go to my room. I retrieve my gun and get two pairs of shorts.
"Here you go" I say tossing one at her. We begin to walk out. I hold the gun firmly in my hands with Portia behind me. I don't think I could handle her getting hurt because of me.
"Stand against the wall beside the door" I whisper. She nods.
"Who is it?"
"Degeneres. It's me Bruno" I open the door little by little as I recognize him I take the ammunition out and place it in my pocket and I put the gun in the back of my shorts with half of it sticking out. I point my head out to Portia indicating its him. She just looks at me with an annoyed look I can't help but laugh.
"I'll be somewhere around the house"
"No. Stay" she begs.
I walk towards the pool but I end up behind a wall close enough to hear their conversation. You know just in case she needs me. Lets just say I don't trust that guy AT ALL. If it was up to me I wouldn't want Portia around him.
"Hey ba-"
"Wait what are you doing in those clothes? Those aren't yours. They're kind of big on you." Bruno continues.
"I know they aren't. Their Ellen's"
"Why are you wearing her clothing then?"
" I didn't have any clothes that I could wear at home that were clean. Is that okay?"
"I have some shorts and t shirt of mine in the car. I'll go get them."
"No. Why? I'm fine in these"
" I don't think it's appropriate for you to wear her clothes"
"Why?"
"Because. She's your body guard. People can think wrong. I prefer for you not wear anything of hers."
"No can do. I feel comfortable and I like them. The smell is perfect too. I believe your reasons aren't good enough for me to take in petition."
"So what now your going to start wearing her clothes?"
"Why not? She lets me"
"What? I need to speak with her!"
"Oh come on. How would you expect for me to be wearing this if it wasn't because of her. She obviously authorized permission so I could wear them other wise I wouldn't be wearing this" she says a bit louder than usual. He's silent.
"Why don't you wear my clothes?"
"Do you live here? No. So it wouldn't be possible. I'm telling you now if you can't stand seeing me in this then oh well because I'm not taking it off."
"Well then what if we move in together? Like get our own place. I love you and you love me. Right? Wouldn't you like that?"
"Ummm... No. I mean it's to early for that. Plus I'm focused on my career in Business. I barely have time for anything other than work."
"I guess. Okay fine." I have to admit the guy at the restaurant was right. I mean I can't bare not to laugh. He thinks Portia loves him. How funny is that? Now he's decided to ask her to move in. I think he came just a bit to late. I muffle my laughs with my mouth and get serious I take a peek at what they're doing.
I went from laughter and joy to I don't know what. He had his hands wrapped around her waist. He had her right up against him. He stole a kiss from her and grabbed her by the neck. He began running his hands down her body. He started unbuttoning her shirt. I heard him mumble while kissing
"How about we take this to your room?"fuck it I can't take it.She comes and kisses me and makes me believe she actually loves me and wants me but at the first chance she's about to fuck him. Bullshit. I should've taken the lesson from Loni. My best friend that got a promotion to a different state she's the head of one of our companies head quarters in New York. He said "Never trust a rich girl that has It all. Because that's their problem they think they can just own you. They'll treat you like a toy. When they first have you it's all pink, but after time they just get bored and move on."
I think I'm just her get away from him. I'm not up for that type of crap. I know I deserve better than someone's get away. I won't accept to be that. This isn't what I want.
I run to my room. I spike my hair. I put on a plain grey t shirt a white jacket without sleeves a black leather jacket over it a grey woven scarf my ripped jeans and some green and white high top Nike shoes. I get my phone an call a taxi. I'm going home and getting my car. I hurry down the stairs now they're on the couch talking. I open the entrance door and half way out I hear her voice.
"Where are you going?"
"I don't know. Don't worry George will fill in my space. Discount this day off my pay check."
"Wait Bruno I'll go take her-"
"No stay here with Bruno I know where the entrance is at don't worry about me. Worry about him. Enjoy the evening you two. Have fun." I say emotionless. I feel used.
"For sure will be having fun won't we?" I hear the crashing of lips together. I slam the door as hard as I can. This is what she wanted me for. You know I think she did what that guy told me. She seduced me little by little and then boom. She took a good chance to find out what I felt for her. She talks pretty and says she'll need to hold the life she has for now a little longer. How convenient.She gets to be with both teams. I get in the taxi and tell him my address.
I arrive my apartment building, but I don't go in. I go to the parking lot and take my black Bentley. After years of saving I got one of the cars I've wished for, but the car I've always wanted is a Porshe. I get on the high way. I drive fast way to fast. I'm speeding up to 75... 80... 90... 100.... And then I hit 110. I drive at that speed for about a minute or two and then I take the pressure off the gas pedal. As the meter decrease I decide to go to the Valencia restaurant. Hopefully that guy is there he gives great advice.
*minutes later*
I get out the car and see him walk with his stuff.
"Hey!You!" He turns around and a I start jogging he looks at me confused. Then his face expression changes to surprise. I catch up to him.
"Hey you! How have you been?" He asks hugging me.
"Not so well. What about you?"
"Why what's wrong and thanks I've been great?"
"Got any time you can spare to a stranger"
"But of course! Actually I'm just off my shift and I happen to have nothing to do. Not that I do anytime"
"Thanks buddy. What do you say we go get some Starbucks coffee and head to the park?"
"Sounds great to me!"
"Come on let's go to my car so you can drop your stuff off."
"Thanks. That would help a lot"
We leave his stuff in my car and we walk to the Starbucks. We get to know each other. For what I know we're the same age. He works in the Valencia restaurant while he can so he can prove to his father he knows the system of restaurants. His dad owes a food chain. He lives in his own place which is actually two blocks away from mine. He went to College and got a degree for culinary arts. We order our drinks and he's for the park which is across the street. I tell him a bit about myself he seems excited about what I do. We take a seat in front of the waterfall.
"So you told me you weren't doing good, what's up? Is it about that young lady?"
"Portia is her name and yeah it is. These past few months I've been invited numerous times to attend parties with her friends. Not security wise but personally like someone to hang out with you know?"
"Yeah of course"
"And so every time I would go with other women she would get upset or jealous and I knew because she would act distant or if not she'd say sarcastic comments."
"Right? Sounds to me like she likes you.."
"That's not all today I got late to her house like late I'm talking 8:00 in the morning."
"Wait don't tell me you got drunk an had a one night stand with a hot female"
"Yep."
"Ooo Ellen get it!" We both laugh.
"Thanks, but like I was saying I came home and she was in my bed with one of my shirts on and crying with my pillow gripped around her arms."
"So she stood up late last night crying for you?"
"Yes. She told me the thought of me in someone's arms broke her apart she said she wishes it was her that I slept with."
"Wow."
"Wait. And then the girl I slept with called the house she got mad and ran upstairs I went after her. Long story short we were making out."
"Man that has to be awful being called from that girl while you were with a mother chick. I think she loves you then."
"No she doesn't because then her boyfriend came and they were making out in the living room."
"She used me. I was only her toy. She seduced me and found my feelings for her. She's just going to end up using me and throwing me away like an old toy."
"Wait up let's not jump to conclusions yet. Maybe she's forced to do it to out on a show. For now. Show her what she's missing out on. Seduction is the key my friend. If you show her the thins you are capable of doing she'll fall right in your arms."
" What do you mean capable of doing?"
"Oh you know what I mean. Kissing, touching...."
"Oh yeah."
"Look give her a sample just like Walmart does at times with their food, but also don't be fooled. When she wants to act that way with her boyfriend let her. Trust me not everything will be pink. When you get into small bickering arguments or what not and she will want to cause jealousy in you strike her back with her own medicine. Get some girls."
"Right..."
"Women do all the time. Sooner or later you'll be stuck in a situation will she'll be looking forward to that, but you won't be giving up as easily. Also realize that having the life she has she might need to sustain that relationship a but longer than she should but not because she wants to but because its part of the plan. Of you two being together give her some time."
"Don't rush to thinking that way"
"Now if she were to just be using you then just do what you think it's best. For instance, I don't know about you but I'd use her too. That's just me like I said."
"Yeah your right? Lets see where this goes. Thanks for the advice Andy."
"No problem. When ever you need someone to talk to I'll be here if you need me alright? And yeah just see where it goes. Just watch out if you notice the relationship or what you have becomes sickening for you then jut leave okay. Just end it before you get hurt."
"Thanks. I think it's best if I head out back to the house. My place is close to yours so I'll just give you a ride"
"Yeah your right gotta get back to duty right? Thanks."
We head back to the car and I drop him off and I take my car to Portia's house. May as well. I arrive after half an hour of driving. I park my car and head to the entrance. As I do so I see him leave the house along with kisses from her. I pull my phone out and act like I never saw anything.
He comes walking towards me grinning and he bumps my shoulder. I put my phone back and I look up at her she's anticipating me. I just feel weird like annoyed like I want to push her away from me. I don't want to kiss her I don't want her touch not when she was with that moron. I get to her and just walk in I ignore her. It's best if you do.
I walk to my room and I see she's right behind me. I plop on my bed and she just stands at the doorway. I take my shoes off and lay down. I take my phone out and just scroll down on my news feed for Tumblr. I look over at the door and she's still there.
"May I help you with something?" I ask looking at the screen if my phone.
"Yes you may" She says walking over to me and gets on top of me.I don't say or do anything. She pulls me up by my scarf in a sitting position.I'm still on my phone. She grabs the phone out of my hand and tosses it somewhere.
"Hey! That's my brand new Iphone 5!"
"Don't worry I'll get you a new one if it has any damages." she whispers
"I guess." I say not looking at her.
"Hey! What's wrong? Why won't you look at me?" She asks pulling my by my jacket towards her. We're face to face.
" I don't know what you're talking about?" Nope I'm not going to fall. I won't kiss you.
" You don't? I'll help you.." She crashes her lips onto mine I don't respond but she forces her tongue into mine. I pull away, but she grabs me by my hair and kisses me again. I need practice for avoiding her kisses. I hold her in place and kiss her like never. I flip her so she's under me. I unbutton her shirt and take her shorts off. She begins to take my jackets off. I take her shirt off completely. I straddle her hips and she unbuckles my belt and jeans. I go for her neck but I stop myself. I pull away.
"No, no. I think we should just wait. Remember I want it to be special."
"Sorry yeah you're right.Ellen when Bruno came we didn't get to talk."
"I know"
"I ran upstairs because I was just mad that we were having such a fun time and then she came and screwed everything up with her call. That's all I wanted to say"
"I would have been mad too" Andy is right she probably does love me. She did say she would keep things how they are but she's going to tell her mom. That's a relief right? I want to believe she would never play with me or use me. I'm going to believe that.
"Portia, promise you'll never use me or play with me. Promise that before that would happen you would break what ever we are to have."
"Ellen, I could never take you like a game. You're the only person I would consider to have something more serious than a relationship if you know what I mean. "
"The thing is in these months I've realized the things you make me feel I've just been to afraid to admit them." I grab her by the face and kiss her.
" I like you." I don't think I'm ready to tell her I love her at least not yet.
"I like you too" she responds back.
"Why would you think I would play with you?"
"It's a bit of a long story"
"I have time"
"Okay, well first my best friend Loni always told me rich girls play with you like a toy. At first they'll use it but after a while when it gets boring they just toss 'em away."
"Then it actually happened to me, but like I said its a long story it's just a waste of time to tell"
"Nothing is a waste of time if it has to do with you, I'll always have time for you so continue."
"But I bet you have things to get done. Another time."
"If I were to have things to get done they're postponed until you tell me, and there won't be such thing as I'll tell to another time just tell me now."
"Okay fine"
"Umm.. Okay so some time ago about 3 to 4 years I was working for this family in New York, and yes I use to live in New York. It was one of the most wealthiest in the country. The mother was the head of... I don't know I forgot but she did take an important part in a famous fashion magazine. I think it was Runway. The dad was into fashion too both of them always traveled and let the daughter alone. She is the most arrogant women you can ever meet. Anyways her parent hired me to take care of her and watch she was going through the right path. I really liked her in fact I could say I loved her. She and I held something for a year and half it wasn't public, never was."
" Our supposed love was only shared in walls. Or anything that was private enough for both of use. She would tell me she loved me. Until one day we went to Paris and she meet a guy at a fashion show which she was invited to. After a month of on and off traveling to Paris I started realizing we were doing this back and forth because she was meeting up with him. A couple of weeks later he moved into New York."
" About two days later I was told to take her to her friends apartment and when I arrived with her into the apartment their were drinks everywhere and men stripping. She was having a bachelorette party. She was getting married in a week. Before she got married I quit and moved to California."
"She never told you privately about any of those things?"
"No. Never did not even on the day I left. No explanation or anything. It was like I was never there I was never taken in count by her."
"What's her name?"
"Anne"
"Anne what?"
"Heche"
"I'm sorry. She clearly didn't know what she had in front of her. Don't worry I could never do that to you. You deserve better. I care for you to much to see you hurt especially knowing it would be my fault.
"I know. I just needed reassurance."
"I'll remind you every second of the day if you need me to."
"Thanks Porshe"
"Don't thank me, it'd be my pleasure" she says holding my face. She gets up and grabs my hand. She walks me down the stairs towards the pool. She opens the glass door to the pool. She talks me shirt off and jumps in the water.
"Come on, aren't you going to join?"
"Emm... I don't know... I'm to lazy to take another shower"
"I'll help you take the shower"
"Okay" I take my clothes off and I'm left in my under shirt and briefs. I jump in the water and its freezing cold. I swim towards her and grab her hands. I intertwine them. She raps her legs around my waist. I stare in to her grey luminous eyes. She pecks my lips and separates from me. She dives in the pool and I follow. I see her figure swimming quickly. I catch up to her . When she emerges I'm right in front of her.
"Thought you could get away so easily?"
"No not at all." I crash my lips on to hers and pull her down into the water. Our tongues were swirling together after moments of making out we scatter to get air. She goes to the steps to take a seat.
"So what is that you wanna do next?" I ask.
" I don't think you'd be up for it. You said you wanted it to be special."
"Oh. I see. Well I could make it special today or just about any day. The question is are you ready?"
"I've never been more ready in my life."
We leave the pool and we go up stairs a bit dry, dry enough not to leave much of a trace of water. I follow her into her bathroom. Her bathroom has a brown jacuzzi on the left with steps that lead you inside it. Towards the front is her shower. With glass , but it isn't the type of clear glass it's a bit cream and blurry. I'm sure if you were to look at her showering you'd only be able to make out her figure and nothing else. On my right is the mirror with the sink and all. She turns on the jacuzzi. She opens a cabinet with candles and a lighter along with a basket of Roses. She leaves it open at my will.
I decorate the steps with candles, and I surround the jacuzzi with pedals or roses and throw two handfuls in the water. I see a jar with what looks like gold dust. I throw a handful of that. I see her iPod in the stereo and quickly make a playlist of songs to play. I hit play and the water is done running.
I turn around from the stereo and she's running the suds on her legs. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I undress myself and walk towards the her. I place myself behind her so she's in between my legs. I move my hands in her shoulders and my thumb on her back. I move my hands up her neck. She moves to the left to kiss me. She deepens the kiss and pulls my neck towards her even more. I slide my hand down her stomach.
I reached her destination. I played with her clit for a while until I noticed she was getting impatient. I moved down and entered two fingers in. Oh man. This is brand new territory. Well was. I did it slowly noticing she's inexperienced, it's her first time. Why didn't she tell me? Maybe she thought I'd reject her or something. I understand. I kept it going for minutes. I wanted for her not to ever forget about this moment. Our moment. I made sure she came more than any human being on this planet.
Tonight this day was the most sweetest. I mean yes I was full of doubt but at the end of the day I found my way back in her arms. Plus I don't think I could last long without her. After about two to three hours of being together in the water. I decided to take it up a notch. I carried her to her bed and I placed my self on top I her.
I began working on her neck down to her nipples down below to her stomach. I kissing and licking we body. Before I could notice my head was in between her legs. I was working hard on her. I don't think I've ever done the things I did to Porshe to anyone. When I finished I cleaned her up and kissed her. We put the covers over us and jut later there in silence. She was in my arms. I rubbed her hair and soon she was out. Asleep in my arms. Once again I must say she looks like an angel while sleeping. She's amazing. I kiss her forehead and hold her even tighter as if I wouldn't want her to go. I actually don't. It'd make no sense to continue being a body guard if I won't be able to protect her. I never thought I'd say that. Nothing less I never thought someone would cause that thought in me. I fall asleep thinking about her like always except now I think we share a bond that's inseparable.
*Hours later*
Chapter 10
Portia (POV)
I turn my head noticing Ellen on her side with her back facing me. I roll over and wrap my arms around her and push her towards me. Today has certainly been one of the best days of my life it would have been better if it wasn't for Sammy and lets not even mention Bruno. Today was the day I finally was with Ellen. She was the first women in my life. The first person inside me, and I plan for it to stay that way.
My grip was hard on her and I closed my eyes shut. I wanted to cherish this moment. I wanted to sink into the feeling in the air. I wanted to feel it because things like these should be enjoyed. They can be repeated but not every experience will be the same like the very first. It's the very first that leaves a mark.
It's 8 pm and we've been sleeping all day basically. Ellen is still asleep. I get up and put some underclothes on at least. I go to her room and pick something for her to put on too. In still in awe at the things I've done with her. I mean my assumptions about her talent were defiantly exceeded. I'm sure she found out.. that I was still "innocent" like some people like to say. I didn't want to tell her because I was afraid she'd reject me because I wasn't experienced.
I sit in the bench across from the bed and I sit there and admire her beauty. I force myself to ask what now?whats going to happen after this? After today? Surely today will not be forgotten, but what do I do. Do I tell my mother and hope for the best? Or just keep her down below for a while, but I don't want her to hide like she did with Anne. I want it to be better for her, but how? If I break up with Bruno that will trigger all sorts of things. Honestly Bruno scares me sometimes. Once he told his guards to beat to near death a man that simply glanced at me when we were at a park. Who does that?
Jen told me before I even considered to go out with him to by mess with him because he was someone to be iffy about. I have no idea why she said that but she must have her reasons. I guess to my fathers eyes he was the man of my life and I didn't really care so I said why not, but now it's a whole new different store. Ellen is here and she awakes things I never thought were possible to feel. The only feeling Bruno triggers in me is annoyance and disgust. I'm worried that if I break up with him he'd do something terrible to Ellen. He's most likely capable of doing anything.
I fear Ellen will be affected badly by my decision making. I don't want to lose her. How about I take him out to dinner to a restaurant on Monday and break it down to him. I'll tell him I need time for my self and I need to be alone. That a relationship right now isn't helpful for my career. That I need to focus in totality in my work, and what we have is a distraction. Or that I just don't have feelings for him anymore that I've lost all interest in him. I see her stir around and pat the side I was in with her hand.
"Looking for someone?" She lifts her head up and rubs her eyes.
"Yeah, what are you doing over there come back here."
"Is that what you want?" She reaches for the clothes beside her and puts her sports bra on and her briefs.
"Yes very much"
"Well why don't you come and get it?"
I get up and dash out the door. I run down the stairs. She's right in my feet. I go outside to the backyard an run. She catches up to me and tackles me to the ground. I laugh hysterically. She starts to tickle me and I squirm around in the ground trying to get away. When I get back on my feet she pulls me back down. She pins me to the ground. I try to get out her grasp but it's impossible she's to strong. I give up.
"So what's my reward?"
"What reward?what are you talking about?"
"Yeah.. I caught you so what do I get for that?"
"You get the satisfaction you caught up with me."
"How funny.. There's something more to it..."
"I guess you're right but you won't be able to handle it"
"What is it?"
"Hmmm have you ever been with someone on top of a pool table?" I say flipping her over an getting up I run towards the house.
When I turn she's a couple of feet behind me. I go up to the stairs towards the third floor. I get up on the pool table and take my clothes off. I cross my legs over like the young lady that I am. She walks in and stares at me. She takes a look around and I know more ideas have occurred in her mind because of the lust an grin on her face.
She opens my legs up aggressively an grabs me by the waist harshly towards her so I'm at the end of the table. I can't help but to say I'm turned on by her sudden change. I'd be amazing to see this side of her the aggressive, harsh side of her. She places her hand on my hair and grips it she smashes our lips together. I press my body on to hers as much as I can. She pulls away and orders me to lay down on the table.
She gets on top of me but I flip her over and now I'm in control. We make out and I grind against her. She helps by holding my hips in place with her hands I notice her hands wondering off to my bum a couple of times until I feel her hand squeezing me, but I let her continue after all why stop her.
*minutes later*
I'm exhaust and I'm sure she is too. We lay there in silence.
"I'm planning on breaking up with Bruno on Monday."
"Wait what that quick?"
"Yeah what did you expect for me to keep you on the low for weeks or months?"
"Well actually yes."
"Well like I was saying I'm telling him on Monday. I plan to do it while eating dinner in Raymond's."
"Good luck with that."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I'm sure he won't let you go just like that. He's going to want you back, but bad luck for him. I've already got you and I'm not letting go. At all." She says while moving her way on top of me and kissing me.
"I know, but wait I need to tell you something else before you continue"
"Okay what is that?" She asks hovering over me.
"Well..I really don't know if I should tell, I'm afraid you won't want to be with me after this.."
"Absolutely nothing could make me want to leave you.. You can tell me anything.."
"Ok.. Umm.. The thing is Bruno once almost beat a man to death for simply staring at me.. And like after that I knew he was a jealous man that would most likely do anything to demonstrate I'm his. I'm just scared he'll do something worse to you for being with me. I'm sure he'll later find out that I found better which is you and that's why I left him."
"Don't worry about me... Remember I'm a body guard I've seen and heard things like that but out of all I know what it is to be beaten to near death."
"You were beaten that bad before?" I say with a shaky voice the thought of her face with bruises and blood escaping from her skin makes my eyes get watery. She gets off of me and sits down in the table. I sit up too.
"Yes.. I have been before and not just once but several times"
"How?why? Why did they?"
"Well the first time I was working and my client went to eat lunch at a restaurant. With her boyfriend and I had seen weird movement and actually there was people following her. Her case was one of the most difficult we actually had to had special agents follow her around to detect odd movement her family made bad business with a drug dealer and they always got threats of death and stuff, but that time there was one guy he was thought to have a potential weapon that could be used against her and other civilians. I remember I went to the second floor where he was spying at them from.."
" I sneaked up on him and I told him 'cute couple aren't they' he grabbed me by the neck and slammed my against a table.. When I went back to my senses he grabbed the back of the chair where I was sitting in and pulled me back. He punched me several times. After minutes of that I got a good hit and knocked him off of me. I put him to his feet and I got up on to a stand. I was going to set him up there to push him over on to the first floor so he would fall on top of some tables but he recovered to quickly and pushed me. Luckily I brought him along by his collar, but we both ended up severely hurt. I couldn't get up after that. So he took that to his advantage and got up and kicked me on the ribs, in the head. He hovered over me to finish me off but there was a bottle of wine. I grabbed it and smashed it on his head. That was the end of it."
"Oh my god!"
"Yes.. Like I said I've been through it. Once I was beat by more than one person it was like four guys and they just took turns on me, that time it was personal. I had put their boss in jail. He was a drug dealer and he prostituted women."
"Oh my gosh." I mumble.
"Yeah, but don't worry. I'll take him any say with as many men as he likes."
"I don't want you to ever get hurt physically or emotionally it would break me."
"I can tell you emotionally your the one that has that power, but physically I'm sorry my job is about that."
"Well try not to"
Chapter 11
*Early in the am*
After playing pool and video games along with watching movies we finally got tired and went to bed. Usually we'd end up sleeping separately in our rooms, but not today. We fell asleep together cuddled up to each other like a bear hibernating in the cold winter. When sunset arrived I was sad about having to kick Ellen out of bed. When she sleeps she looks just like an angel, like a lovely part of nature.
It was around 7 am when I woke her up. It wasn't necessarily for my needs but for my families. I remember saying good bye to my parents and brother who were going out on a trip during the weekend. They told me they'd arrive early Monday morning, but turns out they had enough with staying there on Saturday. So once they were relieved they took off to California. They called at about 2 am first to warn me they'd be arriving in the airport at around 8 am.
I woke Ellen up and told her how we had to go pick them up. I think we both were disappointed at the fact that our lonesome time was over. At least we enjoyed the one day we got a free for all. Now that we know what we truly feel towards each other and that our cards have been set down for each other to read I can say that I see myself with Ellen everyday for the rest of my life, now I know it may be too soon to speak but the little time that we've shared is enough to say those type of things. Over these couple of months we've both gotten the chance to share thoughts and feelings about certain things.
"Do we really have to go?" She mumbles annoyingly.
"I know how you feel darling, but we have to." I say understandingly.
"Yeah yeah I know, but he should juts stay a couple if more minutes in bed" she says searching for my hips under the covers and moving me closer into her.
She kisses my neck and slides her hands down to my bare bum up to my lower back. Then she attacks me with tickling. I can't help but squirm and laugh. I laugh so hard tears begin to come out my eyes. She trades the tickling in for kissing on my chest then on my neck. I soon find myself moaning in her ear with my finger nails digging in her back. With her simple touch she has me going crazy.
"El we have to get going or we'll be late" I mumble in her ear.
"Not yet"
"Please.. I'll make it up to you later"
"Okay" she says shooting off of me.
We both get out of bed and take a shower separately it's be much easier other wise we'll end up never picking them up. I spray some perfume on give some retouched to my make up. I walk down the stairs and my knees go weak. Does she not know what she does to me? Ellen was wearing a black T-shirt with her short sleeves folded and some blue jeans along with some black vans and a black belt. She had on some sunglasses hanging from her shirt.
"You look beautiful like always darling" Ellen said lovingly.
"That simple black dress has always driven me crazy along with your physic" she says grabbing me by the waist and swaying side to side in sun together.
"You've always driven me insane" I whisper. After a couple of seconds of silence. She breaks apart and hands me a cup of fresh brewed coffee.
"We better get going like you said"
We drive to the airport and look for them. It appears their flight will land in an hour or so. We take a seat in front of the gate so we'll be the first thing they look at once they arrive.
We sit there drinking our resting coffee looking at the airplanes arriving and some departing.
"So what's the plan for when your family arrives?" She asks.
"Like we've said. I'll tell my mother about us."
"What about your brother and dad?"
"I'll have to hide it from my dad, I'm sure I can tell my brother. It's my dad that I'll have to wait on," I add, "but what isn't in discussion is breaking up with Bruno. That's something that is going to happen no matter what. I can't stand him next to me. I can't stand is touch nothing that has to do with him." I say annoyingly remembering about him.
"I support you no matter what. You know I'd understand if you have to keep us a secret for a while."
"I know, but you deserve better. You don't deserve to be hidden."
"When I tell Bruno, my mom an my brother we'll be able to be a bit more outed. Trust me" I continue.
We sit at the bench talking about each other and things that have happened in the past and things we want to accomplish in the future.
"But yeah I've always wanted to have my own security company"
"I've always found that as my hobby after I retire from being a body guard. I want to administrate it."
"You plan in retiring? But isn't this what you most love to do?"
"Yes eventually, I mean as much as I love to help people by protecting them sooner or later I'm going to have to, and not necessarily because of age."
"Then what other reason would you have to retire from something you love?"
"Love. A partner in crime." I just stared in gaze. My world can't help but stop when she speaks. When I see her. When I stare into those crystal clear eyes.
"What do you mean?" I knew what she meant I just want to listen to her explanation.
"I'm in love- uh .. Man.. I mean yeah.. Like in the end I'll be in love with that one person that I'd love to spend and share the rest of my life with. I'm going to find that one girl that makes my world stop. That makes me feel nervous when she's around. That one who I can say "I love you" and I'll be sure to hear an "I love you too." Someone that will always be there to support my decisions. Someone who I can make plans with."
She's in love. With me? But she only said she liked me, but what about the kisses they all hold meaning. What about what we've done together?
" I want something like that to last, and let's just say my profession isn't the safest out there. I also don't want to leave her behind."
"What do you mean leave behind?"
"When I work I always move in with that person or family, and I'd hate to have her alone at home and me somewhere else."
"Right."
"So that's why I want to retire later when I find that person. Well after we get married to be more specific."
"So after you get married you want to retire and have your own company like be the president of a company and work regularly like anybody else."
"Mhmmm" she mumbles while taking a sip from her coffee.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Anything of course."
"Have you considered on having children in the future?" I ask looking in her eyes trying to find a hint of rejection to the idea. When we are suddenly interrupted and we turn our head.
"Portia, honey!" I hear my mother shout.
We stand up and wait for them to walk toward us.
She whispers in my ear with a smirk on her face.
"If you're the mother" she pauses and continues, "I wouldn't hesitate."
A can't help but grin hard. I don't think I've ever smiled this hard in my life. Not that I recall. I hug my mother and my brother along with my dad.
"Wow sweet heart I didn't think you'd be this excited to see us. That grin says it all." My dad exclaims.
"Yeah sure" I say a sarcastically. They seemed to not notice but Ellen did and she just chuckled to the side.
"So how was the trip guys?" I ask trying to move on.
"It was great honey!" My mother says in excitement.
"How about you tell me with full on details at home?" I continue, "let's go retrieve your luggage for now."
"I agree." She responds. We walk ahead of everyone and leave Mike, Ellen and m dad behind us. I lean in close to her ear while we walk, "mom I need to talk to you asap about something that's highly important to me and I believe will interest you."
"Sure sweetheart you already know you can tell me whatever and I'll still support you no matter what."
"No matter what..." I trail off.
"No matter what."
We pick their luggage up and our drive home was quite. When we got home they all went their way to settle down, but after a few minutes they realized there was no service. No body guards, no maids, no gardeners. Nobody. Just Ellen and I.
"Darling where is service?" My father asks in a tranquil voice. Oops. Looks like we're going to have a feud today. I bit my lower lip and look at Ellen with a cheeky grin. I told them to go because I wanted to be alone with El. Boy were we alone. Talk about all the traveling she's done on my body in this past day. Jesus. If my father was to ever find out he'd most likely hang El up for taking my "innocence" away. I could really care less. What I always wished for, well when I first saw her was that she'd be the one to take that from me.
"I gave them the weekend off." I say simply and continue to what I was doing which was making my way to my room. Or more like Ellen's room.
"Mmmm.. Who gave them permission to?" He asked. Clearly he was boiling with anger inside. I can imagine the things that his mind is processing because of the way he's eying Ellen, like as if he's mentally stabbing her.
"Come on El. I need you to take me somewhere" I murmur to her loud enough for her and my father to hear. I make my way to the stairs with her trailing off behind me when my father asks, "so it was just you and" he pauses, "Degeneres here, alone."
"Yes of course, who else would be here?"
"I don't think it's adequate for you to be by yourself with your body guard. You wouldn't want people thinking you're-
"I'm what? Lesbian." I turn around and face him. You can say it all now or wait. " I could care less about what people say about me anymore. If I was that's my business and nobody else's. I do as I want after all it'll only end up affecting me."
"No Portia. It'll affect everybody in this family. We wouldn't want our sponsors and friends thinking your gay when you aren't. It's just not right. We can't have people thinking you associate yourself in such manner with your body guard." He acts like he knows me more than myself. Then my brother interferes.
"Dad" he starts," don't say we because I don't think the same way you do. Portia is free to do what she likes. If she is homosexual or not I still love her. She's still my sis. I don't care what anybody has to say about her because I know her. I know who she truly is. Their only opinions not facts. Facts are valid and stand for truth. About El, I'd think it'd be pretty awesome if they were to hold a relationship. I'd love to call her sister in law. She's a billion times better than that moron she calls her boyfriend. I also rather have her date Degeneres because I know at the end of the day in any given moment if she had to give her life for my sister she wouldn't even think twice about it, but not because it's her job but because I see true affection. Portia if you're happy I'm happy. Like I've always told you cling on to what makes you smile and laugh to what means true happiness and symbolizes love to you." I see Ellen glance at me with those eyes that kill me every time. I see love in them too. I'm clinging to her. She stands for all of those things. Even more.
"Thanks Mike. I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one in this house hold that thinks the same way I do."
"I too think the same way Michael does" my mother interrupts, "sweetie I don't give a fuck what the world has to say about you. Your my daughter, I gave birth to you, I carried you for 9 months. I will forever love you. You have my unconditional support and trust that goes for you too Michael." I can't help but smile hard because of the things I'm hearing I think this outta be easier then I thought, but also because my mother cursed which just adds more emotion to her statement.
Then again like always my father has to be the one to crush such moments.
"I can't believe my ears. I think we need a family vacation. Clearly you guys aren't thinking right. Let me clarify that we are a family and it is highly important that we do things that are safe for one another. What I mean is never in a life would it be suitable for one our children Margaret to be... to be.. involved in such sin. You'd crush our reputation and make our last name a synonym of shame and disguise and we shall not have that. It is unacceptable."
"Are you done yet father? I truly have more interesting things to be doing then to listen to your ignorant thoughts pouring out of your mouth. Now if you'll excuse I'll go keep myself occupied. Come along Ellen."
We go up the stairs and she follows me into my room. I open the door between our rooms and she goes into her room to lock her door as I lock mine. I make my way to her room where she is standing which is at the door. When she turns around I surprise her a bit.
"I think it's going to be even easier than we thought! I wasn't expecting this to happen" I say excitingly.
"Well I hate to remind you but we still have that ass wipe boyfriend of yours. I wasn't expecting those thing from your brother. I saw it coming from your mom but not from your brother. I didn't think he considered me better than Bruno nor did I think he'd love me to go out with you."
I pull her shirt up and wrap my arms around her bare waist. I pull her in closer to me.
"Don't even forget he mentioned he'd love to call you sister-in-law." I breathed in her ear. "Ugh I'm so sleepy" I say resting my chin on her shoulder.
"How about I help you stay awake..." I pull myself out of her embrace to find her biting her lip at me.
"Now it's you with the amazing ideas." I purred.
Her impulses is to take my dress off. I hold her face in my hands and kiss her. I memorize her lips. I memorize everyone movement of hers. I wrap my hands around her neck. When she pulls apart. I take her shirt off and toss it. I kiss her neck leaving several traces of me behind. I'll consider it more of territory marking. Just in case any women tries something on her they'll know she's already holding something with someone else. Which is me. I know that after what's been going on she won't go after anybody else. I feel safe.
I take my head out of the crook of her neck. She turns me around so my back is facing her. She moves my blonde locks to the side and bites down on my bare skin as if she was the vampire and I'm the victim. I'd love to be the victim anytime.
can feel her teeth digging in my skin, as she is working her way into my soul I feel myself leaning on her I move my hand to her head and tangle my fingers in her hair soft silky short hair. I soon find myself with my eyes shut tight treasuring the sensation she brings to my body. I felt that feeling stop to a halt. She spins me back around so I'm facing her now and she begins to start walking, deliberately I begin walking back. I feel my legs touch something but before I get to feel what it is without losing the gaze I've lost myself in, she grabs my hips lifting me up cautiously laying me on the bed. She climbs on top of me. She takes my bra off leaving me in my underwear. I grab her by the neck and bring her down to me. I think I'm going to take over from here. While I'm kissing her I feel shock waves of passion and excitement run through me. The thought of being caught or heard makes my excitement grow intensely. The fact that we have to be quiet other wise will be caught only makes this more intriguing. I flip her over so I'm straddling her hips.
"What are you do-" I muffle her question with a kiss. I unbuckle her belt and unbutton her jeans. I run my curious hands down to where I intend. I'm clue less on to what to do, but then again I recall all the things she's been doing to me but most importantly how. It's not like she has a move or a technique that she practices to me. I believe she doesn't for her own pleasure in an affect it results in mine, so that is what I do for the next 10 to 15 minutes. I'm in awe in the reaction I'm causing in her. I'm forced to muffle her moans. She tangles her fingers in my hair, and every once in a while she tugs on my hair. A couple of times I have to stop and go up and kiss her on the lips repeatedly hissing at her to quiet down before we get caught. Once I'm done with her she flips me over and susurrates in my ear that's it's my turn. Right before she begins her talented work of art there is a knock at her door. Fuck. She quickly gets up. I grab my things and run to my room I leave the door about two inches open. She slips in a pair of shorts and shirt. She fixes the bed a bit so it looks like she was just laying around and gets her clothes and tosses them in the closet.
"Oops I'm sorry I had my headphones in." She explains to my mother.
"It's all good sweetheart" she says with a charming smile.
"I need to talk to you about Portia and her boyfriend."
"Sure." She says as they sit in the chairs under the sunlight.
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Ellen(pov)
Out of all the people I imagined it would be Ms.De Rossi. We take a seat.
"Ellen, I don't know if you've noticed but lately I've noticed Portia a bit strange." She continues. " Whatever reason it maybe be for her change, I'll support her either way. She's my daughter after all."
"But I'm worried about her relationship with Bruno." Our conversation is interrupted with the shouting of Mr. De Rossi.
"Portia! We need to talk! Come down!"
"Fine!" I hear her foot steps down the stairs.
"How so?" I ask bringing the life back to our discussion.
"I took in my hands to have him searched by one of my best friends that works in the detective zone for the police department."
"Right."
"He said he found suspicious acts in which Bruno took part in."
"Like?"
"Like, the possible involvement with a fraudulent company known as Caprico. Along with some sightings with men that behold criminal backgrounds."
"I don't want my daughter involved with that man at all."
"What can I do?"
"I need you to help me separate them for good Ellen. I'll do whatever it takes. If you want all add a substantial amount to your pay check for this favor?"
Well considering what Portia and I hold it won't be hard, but I shouldn't do it for money what if she finds out later and there ends up being a miss conception?
"Okay."
"Great! How much do you wish?"
"But I don't want any extra money. I want to earn the same amount I've always have. Not a single penny extra."
"Okay. Are sure Ellen? Don't be worried about the amount I'll pay you even your wildest dreams...."
"I'm positive. Don't worry about a way to repay me. I'm doing this with all my pleasure." God that sounded wrongful.
"Thank you Ellen. I don't know what to say. You've defiantly come upon our lives to make great changes!" She exclaims excitingly.
I laugh sarcastically."No worries Ms.De Rossi. Before you know it there relationship won't be in existence." I say shaking hands with her.
"Thank you once again Ellen. Have a great day!"
"Thank you! You too ma'am."
"Wow who would've known she wasn't a fan of their relationship.... Why would she come to me and not one of Portia's friends, or someone else."
"I'm just her body guard. Well at least that's what everyone else believes." I pause and stand up.
"Could it be true that he's linked to all these things and people?"
"What if he isn't and they gave her miss leading ideas?" I tell myself while pacing around the room.
"Better make sure it's true."
I run to the shower and wash myself up. I throw on some blue jeans with a grey t shirt that has random black letters scattered around the shirt. I put on my white converse with a white long sleeve button down along with my glasses. I hurry down stairs.
I see Portia on the couch talking to her father.
"May I go and run some errands?" I ask Port.
"Yes of course, as long as you come back home by 10 I need to go somewhere." She states.
"Thank you." I respond.
I ask Ms. De Rossi if I can take one of the cars and she just reminds me that I can do as I please, she said this was my home now. Nice. I decided to take one of Ms. De Rossi's just in case someone says something.
I put some music on for my 45 minute drive to the agency.
45 minutes later
I park the car and walk in reception.
"Hey El!" Exclaimed Angelina. Gosh she's so hot. When I see her I can't help but remember when I slept with her.
Once in the anniversary party of the agency I had more shots than I should have had. So had she. I know I'm not suppose to drink and drive but that's what I did that night. I told her I'd take her back to her apartment and in fact I did. Only to later find myself holding her with three fingers3.
"Hey Angie!" I shout back while waving at her. I take the elevator. My bosses floor is on the last one so I have to go 10 floors up.
10 minutes later
*knock knock*
"Come in!" I hear her shout from the other side of the door.
"Ellen!" Sofia shouts rushing up from her seat to give me a hug. She kisses me slightly near the mouth. I didn't really mind. It's not like she likes me or anything were just great friends like she's said before.
"So what's the reason for your delightful visit here in the head quarters?"
"Don't tell me you've been fired because I wouldn't believe it."
"No, no of course not."
"So..."
"So you've always said how if I ever need a favor or someone to talk to or whatever I can come to you." I state.
"Right."
"Well I need a huge favor."
"What is it?"
"You know I'm working for the De Rossi's specifically for Portia. Well her boyfriend. I believe her boyfriend is no good for her. Not in a romantic way but as in a safety way." I dont think it would be right to tell her what's going with Portia and I.
"So let me get this, you think he could be potentially obstructing her safety and protection?"
"Yes indeed. Something about him tells me he's not someone to trust."
"Well do you have any suspicion of what he could be doing?"
"No, but I did talk with Portia's mother and she told me that she's had him searched by one of her friends that works as a detective. He said he could be involved with a fraudulent company called Caprico including a possible association with diverse men that have treacherous criminal backgrounds."
"Hmmmm. Sounds like we have a little scumbag here."
"I'm assuming you want me to investigate him and have a closer look at this."
"If you don't mind. I would love to investigate with you and figure out who he really is."
"Of course. Now, you know how this goes Degeneres. You can't tell little Portia what's going on. You know for safety purposes. We can never know what the outcome can be."
"Yes of course. I'll tell her when timing is right."
"Now in order for things to run smoothly we need to have them continue their relationship. Until the investigation is over with and we find out what he's really up to. Degeneres just keep doing you job. Oh and take your laptop with you I'm sure it'll be great use. After all we have access to all government data."
I stand up and check my watch.
"Thanks once again. I owe you big time." I say giving her a hug and kiss on the cheek. I exit and make my way back to my office to retrieve my Apple laptop and head back.
As I make my way home I realize I'm going to have to convince Portia to keep dating that asshole even if it means to put up with him for a bit longer. I'm going to try and speed this investigation up. I can't have her at his will for to long. For now I have to make sure she doesn't go anywhere alone with him. It may sound a bit over exaggerating but god knows what will happen if she breaks up with him before I get a sneak peek of him.
"Portia has mentioned how she's scared of him because he almost beat a guy to death for staring at her and attempting to seduce her. If he's capable of doing that then what's his limit, or does he even have one."
I get home and park the car. I walk inside and everything is so passive. I go upstairs. I open the door to my room and there I see her laying down on my bed with her phone.
"So where did you go Degeneres?" she asks with the smirk on her face. I feel like telling her everything but I can't I don't want to have her get hurt I think I could never forgive myself if that ever happens.
"I went to my work place to pick my laptop up.What have you been doing?"
"You sure? It seems like there is more to the story.... I heard what my mom said."
"What did she say?"
"You know about Bruno being a bad influence or whatever."
"She just wanted to know how you were going on with him you know she doesn't want you to get hurt."
"Yeah she's great."
"Ellen, I don't know if you've noticed but lately I've noticed Portia a bit strange." She continues. " Whatever reason it maybe be for her change, I'll support her either way. She's my daughter after all."
"But I'm worried about her relationship with Bruno." Our conversation is interrupted with the shouting of Mr. De Rossi.
"Portia! We need to talk! Come down!"
"Fine!" I hear her foot steps down the stairs.
"How so?" I ask bringing the life back to our discussion.
"I took in my hands to have him searched by one of my best friends that works in the detective zone for the police department."
"Right."
"He said he found suspicious acts in which Bruno took part in."
"Like?"
"Like, the possible involvement with a fraudulent company known as Caprico. Along with some sightings with men that behold criminal backgrounds."
"I don't want my daughter involved with that man at all."
"What can I do?"
"I need you to help me separate them for good Ellen. I'll do whatever it takes. If you want all add a substantial amount to your pay check for this favor?"
Well considering what Portia and I hold it won't be hard, but I shouldn't do it for money what if she finds out later and there ends up being a miss conception?
"Okay."
"Great! How much do you wish?"
"But I don't want any extra money. I want to earn the same amount I've always have. Not a single penny extra."
"Okay. Are sure Ellen? Don't be worried about the amount I'll pay you even your wildest dreams...."
"I'm positive. Don't worry about a way to repay me. I'm doing this with all my pleasure." God that sounded wrongful.
"Thank you Ellen. I don't know what to say. You've defiantly come upon our lives to make great changes!" She exclaims excitingly.
I laugh sarcastically."No worries Ms.De Rossi. Before you know it there relationship won't be in existence." I say shaking hands with her.
"Thank you once again Ellen. Have a great day!"
"Thank you! You too ma'am."
"Wow who would've known she wasn't a fan of their relationship.... Why would she come to me and not one of Portia's friends, or someone else."
"I'm just her body guard. Well at least that's what everyone else believes." I pause and stand up.
"Could it be true that he's linked to all these things and people?"
"What if he isn't and they gave her miss leading ideas?" I tell myself while pacing around the room.
"Better make sure it's true."
I run to the shower and wash myself up. I throw on some blue jeans with a grey t shirt that has random black letters scattered around the shirt. I put on my white converse with a white long sleeve button down along with my glasses. I hurry down stairs.
I see Portia on the couch talking to her father.
"May I go and run some errands?" I ask Port.
"Yes of course, as long as you come back home by 10 I need to go somewhere." She states.
"Thank you." I respond.
I ask Ms. De Rossi if I can take one of the cars and she just reminds me that I can do as I please, she said this was my home now. Nice. I decided to take one of Ms. De Rossi's just in case someone says something.
I put some music on for my 45 minute drive to the agency.
45 minutes later
I park the car and walk in reception.
"Hey El!" Exclaimed Angelina. Gosh she's so hot. When I see her I can't help but remember when I slept with her.
Once in the anniversary party of the agency I had more shots than I should have had. So had she. I know I'm not suppose to drink and drive but that's what I did that night. I told her I'd take her back to her apartment and in fact I did. Only to later find myself holding her with three fingers3.
"Hey Angie!" I shout back while waving at her. I take the elevator. My bosses floor is on the last one so I have to go 10 floors up.
10 minutes later
*knock knock*
"Come in!" I hear her shout from the other side of the door.
"Ellen!" Sofia shouts rushing up from her seat to give me a hug. She kisses me slightly near the mouth. I didn't really mind. It's not like she likes me or anything were just great friends like she's said before.
"So what's the reason for your delightful visit here in the head quarters?"
"Don't tell me you've been fired because I wouldn't believe it."
"No, no of course not."
"So..."
"So you've always said how if I ever need a favor or someone to talk to or whatever I can come to you." I state.
"Right."
"Well I need a huge favor."
"What is it?"
"You know I'm working for the De Rossi's specifically for Portia. Well her boyfriend. I believe her boyfriend is no good for her. Not in a romantic way but as in a safety way." I dont think it would be right to tell her what's going with Portia and I.
"So let me get this, you think he could be potentially obstructing her safety and protection?"
"Yes indeed. Something about him tells me he's not someone to trust."
"Well do you have any suspicion of what he could be doing?"
"No, but I did talk with Portia's mother and she told me that she's had him searched by one of her friends that works as a detective. He said he could be involved with a fraudulent company called Caprico including a possible association with diverse men that have treacherous criminal backgrounds."
"Hmmmm. Sounds like we have a little scumbag here."
"I'm assuming you want me to investigate him and have a closer look at this."
"If you don't mind. I would love to investigate with you and figure out who he really is."
"Of course. Now, you know how this goes Degeneres. You can't tell little Portia what's going on. You know for safety purposes. We can never know what the outcome can be."
"Yes of course. I'll tell her when timing is right."
"Now in order for things to run smoothly we need to have them continue their relationship. Until the investigation is over with and we find out what he's really up to. Degeneres just keep doing you job. Oh and take your laptop with you I'm sure it'll be great use. After all we have access to all government data."
I stand up and check my watch.
"Thanks once again. I owe you big time." I say giving her a hug and kiss on the cheek. I exit and make my way back to my office to retrieve my Apple laptop and head back.
As I make my way home I realize I'm going to have to convince Portia to keep dating that asshole even if it means to put up with him for a bit longer. I'm going to try and speed this investigation up. I can't have her at his will for to long. For now I have to make sure she doesn't go anywhere alone with him. It may sound a bit over exaggerating but god knows what will happen if she breaks up with him before I get a sneak peek of him.
"Portia has mentioned how she's scared of him because he almost beat a guy to death for staring at her and attempting to seduce her. If he's capable of doing that then what's his limit, or does he even have one."
I get home and park the car. I walk inside and everything is so passive. I go upstairs. I open the door to my room and there I see her laying down on my bed with her phone.
"So where did you go Degeneres?" she asks with the smirk on her face. I feel like telling her everything but I can't I don't want to have her get hurt I think I could never forgive myself if that ever happens.
"I went to my work place to pick my laptop up.What have you been doing?"
"You sure? It seems like there is more to the story.... I heard what my mom said."
"What did she say?"
"You know about Bruno being a bad influence or whatever."
"She just wanted to know how you were going on with him you know she doesn't want you to get hurt."
"Yeah she's great."
Portia's POV
2 weeks later
It has been two weeks and Ellen has been really distant with me. We don't do anything unless I initiate it. She's urged me not to break up with Bruno and because she pleaded for me not to I haven't. I've had to put up with that asshole for a little bit longer. Truth is she hasn't been the same since I asked her what my mom had told her about Bruno.
It scares me that she isn't interested in me anymore. I think that maybe we only have a minimum of sex because she doesn't want to be honest with me with the fact she doesn't like me as much as she used to. Maybe her love for me was only temporary.
Though I won't lie she's been very protective, but it's also her job to. But then again she doesn't want me alone with Bruno at anytime of the day. I just wish she would be honest with me. I hope she trusts me as much as I do.
As of now Ellen is out. That's another thing, she's just been asking for permission to leave. It wasn't her to do that until our conversation, so I make my way to her room and wait for her on her bed.
1 hour later
She comes in blunt about my existence, rubbing her neck and eyes.
"Fuck myself! Ugh! Why does this have to be so complicated?!" She says hollering in the air. With a swift turn her eyes connect to mine, and her face goes a pale color.
"What are you doing here?" I didn't respond back, I hesitated at first, but I got up and made my way to her.
I wrapped my arms around her neck. Searching for more eye contact from her I notice she avoids me looking down. It's been days without her touch. I suddenly feel the urge for skin contact. Pulling her chin up, I kiss her. She doesn't respond back at all. She's just there standing. Ice. She's a cube of Ice. How can we be so close but feel her so far away? I feel like I'm losing her. With every moment that passes by I imagine her miles and miles away from me. The thought makes me shudder in discontent.
I won't let that happen. Nope. She's fucked, because we are in this together. The moment we shared a bed, the moment we confessed our love. That moment, in that moment she became mine and I became hers. Thrusting her hard against the door loud enough to hear the echo through out the house, I take her tie apart and unbutton her shirt.
"Ow!" She says responding to how hard I pushed her in.
"I'm not sorry. At all. I want you Ellen. I need you. I need you so badly." I mumble in her ear, gently tugging her earlobe.
As if that was the alcohol an alcoholic needed, the drug a crack head needed. The coffee to each of her mornings. She shoved me up against the door, I felt a tingle of pain brush against my back. Making a trail of kisses from my mouth to my neck I felt a liquid form on my skin. I pull her head up to my face. The sight of my lovers face covered in tears brings nostalgia to my heart. Those intense blue eyes meet with mine.
"I'm so sorry porshe. Please forg-" I interrupted her.
"Shhh" I whispered placing my finger on her lips, "show me, don't tell me."
"Actions speak louder than words to me" I added.
With that finally said she stripped me off of my clothing leaving completely naked and vulnerable at her sight. She paused and stepped back to admire me, like you would with something far beyond beauty itself. Grabbing me by the hips she moved us toward the bed. Gently she laid me down as if she could break me with any gesture. Slow she crawled on top of me, parting my legs with her left thigh. I was so wet and had an intense need for contact, so I pushed against her thigh. I wasn't slick enough so she noticed me.
"Trying to cheat are we?" She grinned.
"Please El, I beg you just take me." Ignore. I was ignored. El continued her path taking her time.
She caressed my breast. Kissing my neck, making me moan with delight. Clearly she's always well aware of the emotion she causes in me. I don't care whether or not I've been with a man. Honestly, I'm not interested in experimenting with one either. It's just simply that I know for a fact that no other man or women can ever fulfill me like she does. The pressure of her inside me is so self consuming. With that thought in my mind I felt her head in between my legs. Her tongue brushed up my clit with persistency. Slowly and well done her tongue circles my clit making me buck my hips to her mouth. I begin to pull on the sheets as I can feel my organism starting to built up.
She reaches up and takes my hands in hers intertwining out fingers. I moan loudly and carelessly forgetting where I'm located at. Not that anybody would hear besides us, since my parents and brother are gone to stay with my so called mother and father in law in their Malibu beach house. I scream as I begin to come closer and closer to the peck of my mountain. Holding hands tighter than ever before making our hands go to white color from all of the pressure. As I reach my orgasm I squirm under her, but am quickly grounded to the bed by to strong hands pinning me down from my hips.
Mid orgasm I immediately feel pressure begin applied at my entrance. After that everything went a blur. I jerked at the touch of two fingers being shoved into me. What was once slow and delicate became aggressive and possessive, and I loved every single minute of it.
I love it, I'm obsessed with seeing and hearing Ellen giving me orders to do something a specific away. It drives me insane to see that reckless side of her. In which she goes from treating me like the most fragile worthy treasure to not giving a damn about whether I'll break because in those situations her only goal is to see me skew in painful pleasurable agony. Once again I sense my self reaching to my destination when I a set of three long fingers shift inside me. I can't help but to break right then and there letting her witness me emotionally naked. After what seems countless hours of hard core sex we both finally lay restless and sweaty on top go the bed, shoulder by shoulder.
"El I don't want to ruin this moment..." I began.
"Then don't." She responded without a hint of hesitation just speaking her mind as it came,
"No. I'm done. I'm done Degeneres with you begin so indifferent, we don't do anything unless I start it. You don't kiss me as much as you used to. You don't tell me you love me, and the fact is I need affection El. I need it. From you and nobody else. I just want to feel loved is it to much to ask for. Do I not deserve that?" I looked over and I could notice her looking out the open window. Taking in every of my words.
"Ellen? Talk to me please. I want to fight for this. I'm not giving up on you ever, but give me something to work with."
"Porshe. I-I just can't tell you-"
"So you don't trust me?"
"No it isn't th-"
"No Ellen Degeneres. I give you everything for you to say you don't trust me. Do you really think I'll run off and make someone aware. No! I would never betray you. I trust you without a doubt, I turned myself into you, and you don't have a hint of trust for me. It's sad. Because without trust you can't continue something." I reach for my clothes that are on the ground pulling my shirt over my head and my pants up. I make my way towards the door that deprecated our room when I feel two strong arms wrap around me from behind.
"Leave me alone. I'm tired. I just wa-"
"Porshe you didn't even let me explain. Will you let me explain she asked tenderly. I know I've been making a huge mistake with ignoring you, but that's all part of what I have to tell you. I much rather not tell you at all, and bit because I don't rust you its just I don't want you in danger."
"Okay?"
"Fine." I take a seat on the bed and she squats down to me looking up right in my eyes. She places her hands on my knees and takes in a deep breath.
"Promise me you won't let this get you. Okay? I need to know that you will continue your life and that you won't interfere.
"Okay."
"So remember when you asked me about Bruno a couple of weeks ago."
"Yes."
"Your mom didn't say that."
"Wait what?"
"Your mother doesn't like Bruno by even a little bit. She dislikes him, because she has reasons to think he's dirty."
"It always seemed to me like she wanted me to marry him and what not. Dirty?"
"As in he's doing illegal jobs."
"Oh. Okay, what does that have to do with you acting like this?"
"She assigned me to digging deeper, and that's what I've been doing all along. And I've just been really stressed because it's a handful." Silence followed for several moments.
"I still don't understand."
"In order for him to open up, I had to lay back on you. Like... You know act like I wasn't interested anymore."
"Right. Gosh but I don't know Ellen, Bruno can be an asshole and anything else you want but illegal. No. He hates criminals. No. No. No of course he wouldn't do that."
Ellen (POV)
"So you think I'm lying to you?" I just can't believe Portia would take up his side. All the love and lust I feel is starting to fled away.
"Not necessarily, it's just like come on El he wouldn't do something like that. He's to rich and.. I don't know I just. No I'm sure he wouldn't that's totally not him. I've known him for so much time he can do anything scare a guy for starring me down but... that. Never. I refuse to be believe such thing."
"Really?" Please don't say it.
"Yes."
I didn't bother to answer. I got up and gathered my things. I put on my black dress pants, laced my oxfords on took my shirt and tie, and left. Without one word I left. Once I got down the stairs Portia was near by. She caught up to me before I passed the piano.
"Ellen wait! Please! That's not what I meant!"
"What did you mean Portia!?" I raised my voice to her thin frame.
"Huh? What did you mean? And don't give me a bull shit excuse." I yelled at her.
"I just think that it couldn't be possible. He isn't-"
"So you just refuse to believe your boyfriend is a drug dealer, is that what it is? If I were to tell you that he is would you believe me? If I was being assertive. Would you? Just my word against his. Would you? Yes or no?"
"Ellen there is just-"
"That's all I needed to hear." And that was that. She stood there. She didn't make not one single move. I put my shirt on and wrapped my tie around my neck. I opened the main entrance the door and without turning around I mentioned, "Ms.De Rossi I will make my presence be known in the morning. Now if you'll excuse me I have errands to run." I made sure I said as coldly as I could. No emotion. Just a monotonous noise coming back out my mouth.
I'll tolerate everything, but I won't tolerate someone who doesn't believe in me, I refuse to be in romantic association with someone like that. I especially won't tolerate cheating or disrespect. I rather stay alone and go back to my ways.
I called a taxi as I fixed my self up buttoning my shirt up and tying my tie.
"Hello good evening! Where may I take you?" That was a great question to be answered. Where do I go.
"The nearest bar." Alcohol will be my new best friend for tonight.
I payed the cab and went in.
"How may I help you?"
"Give me sex on the beach." I couldn't help but laugh at my choice and so did the guy.
"Hahaha got one coming?" We broke out in hysteria. After everything that's happened I still think my night will go great. I won't let her ruin my evening. I don't care anymore. Now it's just strictly work.
"Here goes your sex on the beach."
"Thanks."
"Hey this one is on the house." He said all cheery.
"Thank you."
"No problem. Everything all right?" He asked while cleaning a glass.
Taking a sip I continued, " No, girl problems but, I'm done with her anyway. I don't need someone who won't trust me."
"That's the attitude. Fuck them. Do you. I'm sure you deserve better. Well enjoy tonight .Got keep working. And hey if you need anything my name is Jamie."
"Thanks Jamie." As for his choice of words, I made sure I clung to them tonight. Not giving a living hell of how things could come out.
After my fourth glass.
"Hey you! Let me help you out." She said loosening my tie. I grabbed her by the crook of her neck and kissed her. In my mind all I cared about was getting this sensation of hurt out. Anyway or form just taking it out. Whether it was out on someone or not.
Portia (POV)
I was on the top floor playing pool and drinking wine. I need to forget Ellen's words, my words. Gosh I was so stupid, but I just don't think Bruno would do something as that. I offended Ellen with my opinion. I was ready to put the 8 ball out when I got a message.
From Michele: Portia! Look at Nicole and your body guard. She is super hot. Hope you don't mind if we borrow her for a while ;) :P.
Then there was a image with Ellen and Nicole kissing while Nicole had her hands sneaking around Ellen's belt.
Portia: Where are you guys at? We? I didn't know you guys were into girls?!
From Michele: Nightlock. Yes we lol. Nicole and I. Well she is an exception Portia, right? I mean I wouldn't believe you if you told me you two haven't had sex, besides who said two girls can't have the night of their life with a sexy lesbian body guard."
I didn't even know what to think. How could Ellen make love with me and then attempt to go fuck my friends. I hate her.
Portia: I'm on my way. Stay there.
With that I ran to the garage and took a car.
When I entered there the first thing I saw was group of people at the dance floor surrounding someone.
I made my way to the front of the circle and saw Ellen dancing to she came to give it you by Usher. Moments later a girl joined her and began grinding on her. The room erupted in cheering. I heard someone behind me say.
"Damn she can dance." Then someone next to me was a having a conversation about her.
"Man she was badass when she fought those assholes."
"I swear! Did you see how she flipped one guy by his arm and then punched him in the nose."
"Yes! I heard they took him to ER!" They both chuckled.
After the song the group made there way as one towards her grabbing her and throwing her up in the air. Passing her on top of the crowd until she made her way to the bar. I followed her.
"Hey sexy! Care to have a drink with me?" A young well fitted women approached her.
"Of course! Who wouldn't?!" Ellen responded giving the young brunette a twirl.
The girl had her back towards Ellen's front. As the music played they were moving in rhythm together. At that moment I felt furious.
"Ellen!" I yelled at her. She turned around with the patience of the world.
The young lady glanced at me and then at Ellen.
"Ellen who is this?"
"Yes Ellen who am I?"
"Really Portia?! What's your point in doing this?"
"What's my point?! Your a fucking asshole is what you are Degeneres!" I shouted at her loud enough for a crowd to began to form.
"Don't you talk to her like that you bitch!" The women next to her defended.
"You shut the fuck up! This is between her and I!" I retorted.
"What the fuck have I done to you!? The only thing I have done for this past time is love you insanely! I try my hardest to keep you unharmed and alive not because it's my job but because I truly love you! But what do I get in exchange? Huh? Nothing! Because you can't even trust me! I've trusted everything on you!" She yelled furiously at me.
"If you claim to love me so much why are you hanging out with this whores! Hm? Why is it that you come make love to me and then you try and fuck my two best friends?!" I hollered not giving a damn on who is listening. Everyone just makes a sound of a some getting burnt. Ouch.
There was silence. Everyone waited for Ellen to respond back. Nothing.
"Why don't you go and fuck your boyfriend huh? Go ahead, run to him so you know how a penis feels inside you! Is that what your itching to go find out?! Go don't feel bad for me! Since you trust him so fucking much and you think he'd never hurt a fly, go ahead. Don't worry about me. It's not like you ever have! Your just like that bitch that left me!" She shouted.
Silence. Nobody knew how to respond to that. Not even me. I had no words. Never in a life time would I imagine Ellen telling me these things. Honestly, I don't care if she's under the influence or not. She said it she, hurt me, and I don't think I can forgive that. So I only remain with the following option.
I turn around and quickly turn back around to punch her in the face. Whack. Skin on skin. I don't know what it was, but when my fist made contact with her precious face. I felt so much pain. Not physically. Emotionally, mentally I felt hurt. With tears leaking from my eyes. I responded.
"I hate you Degeneres! Never in a million years would I think you could ever say something like that to me. I'm sorry for loving you so much and you not being able to see it. Why don't you go and jump off of your ego." It turned around making my way to the exit.
"You know what.. maybe I will go see how his penis feels inside me since you weren't able to satisfy me." I added.
I instantly regretted it. I hated myself for saying such atrocity. It's all a lie. Your the only one that fulfills me in all possible ways. With that everyone just looked at Ellen with a shocked face. I made eye contact with her. She looked so hurt. Her eyes. Her eyes weren't bright like they were all the time instead they had a gloomy affect. That made me want to commit suicide. I hurt her in the worst way, and I can never forgive myself. She's right I'm worse then the women that left her.
Ellen (POV)
I could feel my heart crumble to pieces as the words left her mouth and hit me like a train. I know I was wrong for saying what I said. Alcohol was not an excuse to the disrespect that I showed, but what she said. I just couldn't take it anymore. All along this has been a lie. Every moan, every hot breath. It was all a fucking lie. The way her mouth made an O every single time I "hit the spot" was bullshit. Everything she did was bullshit, I felt betrayed. I felt like garbage. I never have meet such a miserable feeling in my life not even after Anne had left me. That will never compare to the new feeling Portia has brought to my notice. Not only does the fact that what Portia and I ever had was a continuos lie, but the fact that I disrespected her. Sadly the words just left my mouth as a breath of air would.
I saw a glimpse of her eyes, and for once in my life. I didn't know what I was seeing into. My Portia. My baby. Or the real Portia that has been hidden from me. The Portia that is in a so called relationship with one of the most successful men in this country. The daughter of nationally known Millionaire whom is the President of one of the most distinct car manufacturers. The upcoming business star who has a promising career in the grasp of her fingertips with an aura that inspires importance and self sufficiency, and of course how could we forget one of the most desired women. The thought that my Portia was just a made up fair tale made my world turn into a rainy, cold and depressed landscape.
As she turned away. Life continued its course. The crowd decimated, but I continued to stand there. Still in gaze with my own thoughts. I couldn't help but replay the scene over and over. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to kneel down and cry my life away. I wanted to grab my car and ram it into a brick wall. Or even better take my car and carelessly drive off a bridge or cliff. Anything that could take this sentiment away would be perfect enough.
Bruno (POV)
"Mmm.. Harder. Fuck me harder!" She moaned as I thrusted quicker and deeper. Right when I was about to hit my own climax my phone goes off. I glance over at the caller ID.
"What the hell does this idiot want!" I decide to finish up and answer later.
"Hmmm. Okay. I'm done. Here take the money and go." I hand her the the money and give her a spank in the ass.
"Thank you daddy." She responds giving me a kiss. I take my phone and dial back.
"Dude! I was calling you like crazy! What the hell were you doing?!" Asked Rob.
"I was showering. What do you want?"
"Okay, so tell me how I'm at Nightlock and Portia comes in looking like she is about to kill someone."
"Wait what?! Portia! What was she doing there?"
"Your not letting me explain. If you stop interrupting you'd know by now. Well I was at the bar getting a drink when she taps this girl on the shoulder. By the way. This chick looks ripped. Man you should've seen her. She had all of the women at the club at her disposition. Seriously though. ALL."
"Okay. Whatever. Get over it. What happened?"
"So she taps her on the shoulder and starts asking why she was involving herself with all these whores or what not. The exchanged some nasty shit.
When the chick tells her to go fuck someone, she's like don't worry about me you can do whatever you want. Then later it seems like she calls Portia a bitch. Then Portia says how she will go fuck "him" because she can't satisfy her. So there you have it."
"Degeneres."
"What?"
"Nothing. Is she still there?"
"Who the chick?"
"Yes."
"Yea. I'm seeing her right now. She's paying her check."
"Follow her."
"What? Are you kidding me? Why?"
"Just do it. I'll reward you later."
"Fine. Then."
"When you get an exact location. Call me."
"Okay. Got you."
Ellen (POV)
I pay the check and get a cab to take me to Portia's home. It's a pretty stupid decision, but I can't stand being like this even if she hurt me. She's near me. I have the opportunity to fix things even if it wasn't all of my fault.
"Here, just drop me off at the corner. I'll walk the rest of the way."
"Are you sure man? Like its late out. What if someone tries to do something to you? I don't want you to get hurt, and let's just say you aren't in a stable condition to even walk in a straight line."
"I'm not that bad. It's good okay. Plus, check this neighborhood out. They'll probably do me a favor and call the cops, thinking I'm a hobo or something." We both chuckle.
"Okay. Just don't say I didn't insist."
"It's good. Have a Good Night take care."
"Same to you." With that he took off on his taxi route. I began walking in the dark chilly night.
Right when I'm two houses near Port's a set of head lights follow up behind me.
The truck comes to a halt and before I get anytime to react two people with complexions of that of a man come up behind me and violently colloid my body against a brick wall. I felt my skull make contact with the hard surface. The pain made me wince.
Before any possible recovery, one of them punches me straight to the gut a couple of times. Making me bend down in pain. A knee comes crashing into my face. The other one takes his turn and props my head up punching me in the right side of the face twice. I slightly turn my back to them. Then the shortest one about my height grabs my arms and holds them behind my back.
I uselessly try to get out of his grasp, but fail in the attempt. He tightens his grip on me.
The other one goes at me with everything he has. Punching my in the gut once again. Hitting my face continuously from left to right. After a while he takes a last blow and uppercuts me in the face. After that I felt my sight clouded.
The one behind me let me go, I collapsed on the ground. They stood up over me watching me struggle to even get on my knees. When the tallest one kicks me in the ribs, as a heard of animals would team up to defeat their predator they both kick me one after the other, they stomp on me.
All of a sudden everything stops. Both men dash to the black vehicle and make a run for it leaving my motionless body behind. After the truck zooms their way out of the street with no witnesses. I lay there coughing hesitantly make an effort on not to cause anymore unbearable pain then the one I already have. I attempt to stand up. Nothing. I'm weak. Vulnerable. On a dark, cold night maybe a house or two from Portia's. I wipe my mouth with the sleeve of my blazer and find that task hard enough. I roll over looking up at the stars. I lay there for several of minutes thinking about everything that has occurred. As I over think I begin to drown myself in my own pity.
Hours seem to pass by as I still continue to lay on the sidewalk. I make my way to the wall and use it as support to rise up. Leaning on to that wall is how I made my way to the drive way of Portia's home. I press my whole body weight on my legs, only to regret that. As I collapsed on the floor, after that sudden action I felt as if my eyes had bricks on them I attempted to keep them open but failed as everything went silent.
The next morning
"Degeneres! Wake up! Jesus Christ!" I open my eyes to a voice ringing in the air.
"Michael?" I asked above a whisper.
"Oh my goodness! Degeneres! What the hell happened to you?!" He hollered.
"Hello?! Umm, uhhh my-"
"What the-"
"Shut up. Just shut up Mike. Are you fucking crazy?! There is no way I'm going to hospital. No fucking way." I said raising my voice and taking his phone away and throwing it against the sidewalk. We both say how the phone skipped and then busted on the ground.
"Seriously? LOOK AT YOU! Your all. Your all-"
"I know. I KNOW. I look like shit okay."
"Look if you don't want me to call an ambulance, your gonna need to tell me what the hell went on." He stated.
"Fine. You win. But take me to my place."
"I'll go get the keys. I'm gonna call my personal doctor though."
"Whatever. Just get me outta here." And with that he left to go inside and came back with the keys taking out the car. He runs towards me and gets me the car by half carrying me. He buckles my seat belt and with that we make our way to my apartment.
On the ride to my apartment I tell her everything that occurred the night before.
"I kinda new you and my sister were going at it, you know?" He said as he parked the car.
"Really? Well what got you to assume?"
"Let's just say I know my sister well enough to know that Bruno isn't her type. Not that she'd tell me, but observation is the key Degeneres."
"I agree." He opened the door to my apartment and sat my on my couch.
"Dr. Edwards should be here any time soon." Several minutes passed by when the bell rang.
"Thank you Doc, for swinging by."
"No problem Mikey, so your friend got beaten up is what you told me right?"
"Yeah, some asshole hurt her just a couple of feet away from our house last night."
"Mhhmm, well let's see what I can do, she doesn't want to go to the hospital either huh?"
"Nope. She won't budge."
"Okay, let's go ahead and see what it is I can do for her." They appeared right around the corner.
"Goodness!" I laughed at her reaction to ease my own emotional pain, but only earned the the hissing pain in my midsection.
"I wouldn't recommend doing that."
"You sure know what your doing huh?"
"I have an idea."
"Okay let's take a look" she added putting her gloves on.
"Lay on the couch." She ordered.
"Does this hurt?" She asked pressing on my ribs.
"Ow, yeah a bit."
"How about here?" Her hands trailed towards my midsection.
"Holy fuck! Stop!" I shouted in the thin atmosphere. She lifted my shirt up.
"Well I'm going to inference that they hit you in the stomach several times am I right?"
"Yes."
"That's what is causing the pain, our abdomen has bruised because of the blows you received, I'm gonna prescribe something to dissipate the pain."
"Know I'm gonna feel for your arms okay?"
"Yeah go ahead, just get this examination over with." She did after continuos times of hearing the casual "Does this hurt?", "how about this?" we finished in a matter of minutes.
"That's it. So to what I have concluded I'm going to suggest running by and getting these." She said writing on a piece of paper and ripping it from the note pad.
"There three types of medications, nothing big. Mostly just for the pain and swelling. As for my examination it doesn't seem like you've broken anything, I'd recommend washing up and taking a break off of work for a while at least until the pain goes way and you can function throughly. Other than that your good."
"I'm really sorry Doc but no can do. I have to work. Who's gonna pay my bills? Certainly not you." I mentioned.
"Ellen. We all have bills, but your health should be more-"
"The government doesn't care about my health. I need to work."
"Degeneres, no worries I'll help with the bills." Michael said.
"No way. Nope. They are my bills for a reason. That's my responsibility. By the way how much Doctor?"
"Ellen I'm not going to charge you for this lovely visit besides-"
"Oh c'mon Doc, I'm not broke now. I can pay your honoraries."
"No, Ellen Degneres this was a free examination."
"Well then, I guess I won't be taking any prescribed medicine from you. I will ignore all of your suggestions."
She chuckled.
"I'm being very serious Dr.Edwards." I said with the most serious face I could pull off.
Instead of a chuckle now she busted out laughing and so did Michael.
"What is so funny?!" I questioned growing irritated as they weren't taking me seriously.
"Your pride is unbelievable. I don't think I've meet someone like you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I've never seen someone not take the chance against something that is free. Instead your asking me to charge you when I just told you it was no cost."
"Oh, well simple. You are doing your job Doc. I can't let you leave this flat without something that signifies my grand gratitude for what you have done."
"Since I see I won't be able to get you to not worry about me not getting paid then how about you and I go for some coffee?"
"I would still like for you to be paid for what you have done-"
"Coffee or nothing."
"Coffee."
"As I see my work here is done I'll be heading out, get well soon and here call me whenever your available." She explained taking her card out and handing it to me.
"Sounds like a plan. Thanks Doc. I really appreciate it. I hate hospitals."
"No problem Ellen, I've realized that" she chuckled, "avoid getting in any more trouble Degeneres." Exiting my apartment and continuing on with her duty is how silence fell into my comfortable environment surrounded by the things I've obtained over the years. I made my way into a sitting position only to lean my head back on the back of the couch, closing my eyes to take in this fresh air I missed so much. It's been months since I was able to sit back in the comfort of my place.
"I'm gonna go run for your meds be right back!"
"Wait! Come here!" I yelled back.
"What's wrong?"
"I need to ask you a question."
"Go ahead."
"Why were you at the drive way if you were suppose to be with your parents on a leave?"
"I left them."
"Why?"
"They got on my nerves Ellen." He said sitting down next to me and rubbing his temple.
"Talking about them works you up huh?"
"Yes a lot. Like they're always trying to control my life, my decisions. It's like they want to live for me. My father thinks I want to be like him, I don't. I want to be myself. I want to draw, I want to paint my own landscape."
"Mmmmm, I see. You mean figuratively or like serious? Like you want to be an artist?"
"I want to be an Artist, but-"
"But what?" Don't tell me. They tell you a real man doesn't do that or there is no future in the job?"
"Actually."
"Look Michael De Rossi." I said holding his gaze. "Don't let anyone every tell you what you should or shouldn't be. Be yourself. If you want to be an Artist be an Artist. Do what makes you happy and if painting makes you happy then go for it. Besides, your parents will eventually die and so will we so you may as well live the way you want to live because if you don't now you'll regret it later. Trust me."
"Wow, gee thanks El." He said beaming at me. "Did you want to be something but never did it, and that's why your advising me to now?"
"Ummm, no not really. I always liked living fast and feeling the adrenaline that being a body guard brings to me, but I would like to have my own agency in the future."
"That's it?"
"Yep. My mother and father never wanted me in this job, they still don't, they hate what I do. Every single time I see my mom she always gets on my ass for choosing this career, because she's always worried if I'll ever make it back home, and scenarios like these." I mentioned pointing at my beaten body. "Don't help her out."
"But once again,I love what I do. Every single bit of it. Of course there are other things that I would like to accomplish."
"Mmm, I see. Like what?"
"Many" I mentioned laughing at my mysterious answer.
"Oh common, I'm not talking career wise, life wise."
"Life wise" I whispered.
"Honestly Michael I would love to travel the world, I mean I've been to several different countries but there are so many places that are yet to be explored. Traveling is the only happiness you can by." After pausing for a moment I continued saying, " I would love to have a family, adopt and have my own children. That's a for sure. I want kids. I want a home. Like a place that I can actually walk into and feel rapped up in a comfortable bubble."
"What about you?" I asked.
"Well, there is one thing that would make me the happiest man."
"That is?"
"I want to marry my girlfriend."
"You have a girlfriend?!" I asked in awe.
"Yes" he laughed, " I have a girlfriend."
"Who knows about it?"
"Just you."
"What about Portia and your parents?"
"My parents wouldn't be so excited on who it is, and Portia well. I want to tell her but I don't know."
"Who is it?"
"Samantha Corona. You know Portias's best friend? Sammy."
Damn it. Fuck my life.
"For how long?"
"For a couple of months. A month before you started working here we were all ready dating."
"Before I was here?"
"Yep."
I can't do it. I'm gonna break his heart what's worse is he's gonna hate me. Damn it Degeneres look what you've gotten yourself into.
"Anyway I'll go get your meds, by the way what are you going to do about Porshe?"
"Oh, right. I don't know."
"Well then as you think about how it is your going to apologize and make things straight I will be busy picking up your meds for the pain."
"Hey, thanks. Like really thank you so much I really appreciate everything that your doing. Your great kiddo. No matter what believe in my word when I say I'm thankful for what you have done and continue to do." I expressed holding his gaze.
"Don't get all emotional on me Degeneres. I need the go to hell Degeneres back." He chuckled.
"Fuck you Mikey." I grinned.
"Love you too sister in law." He smiled brightly. Indeed he's a sweetheart with a enlightening smile. Just like the one of his sister possess.
God I'm so sorry Port. Forgive me for being an ass.
Between all of this pain and regret I'm well aware that Mikey and I have made a stronger bond with in all of this chaos.
I reach for my phone in my blazer that was draped over the couch.
"Ow fuck!" I screeched.
"This is all bullshit. Come one Degeneres bare with me you aren't a whiner." I hissed in pain.
The simple thought of stretching or moving made her wince in pain. She dialed a number she was bound to memorize and held the phone to her ear.
"Ed?" Was the question that ringed from the other line. Silence was held. No lie that this beautiful individual brought out the best and the worst in her. Degeneres was board line spewing tears from reminiscing the incident from last night that possibly in a way has brought her to this familiar pain.
"Degeneres. You better come back here. It's an order you hear me! Come back her now!" Within the second sentence she sobbed into the phone, and ellen couldn't hold back her tears.
"I'm so fucking sorry Port. Please forgive me. Please?" She whispered into the phone. As soon as she released sound from her throat the line went dead silent. For a minute she wondered if Portia had hung up on her but was later waved away when Portia exhaled a shake breath. Ellen took this a cue to continue.
"I know what I did was far beyond stupid, and let me not even mention the atrocity of things that I spilled. But I was angered. I went into that bar enraged with the thought of you-"
Then the line went dead. Ellen had never been more confused in her life. She was laying out all of the cards out on the table and Portia shuts her out. Quickly her emotions escalated and she channeled her frustration by throwing her phone across the room which wound up hitting the couch opposite beside her.
You were lucky.
An hour passed by and Mikey wasn't back from the pharmacy and she began to feel dehydrated and hungry. She gathered all of the little strength she had and attempted to get up. She gripped onto furniture and made her way to the kitchen. Right when she was about to open the refrigerator a knock came onto the door.
"You have to be-" she was mid sentence when the Brel started to ring urgently.
"I'm coming!" It took her a while to get there but she made it. She opened the door right when their fist was mid air ready to knock once again. Besides the pain and the stunt in the speed of her physical movement her brain was lacking in the speed in which it processed images because she was in awe at would stood infront of her. How did she get her was her initial thought. The individual across from her was the first to speak.
"My gosh! What have they done to you?!" She gasped covering her mouth and shortly reaching for my cheek. Merely centimeters away from any form of skin contact Degeneres being how she is recalled what occurred just about an hour ago. She pulled back and turned around heading back to the kitchen leaving the door open. In a way she didn't want to shut her out she just didn't have the strength to began an encounter that would only pursue her mind in the later timing of the day. So instead Ellen left the door open as a invitation to walk in, and she took it closing the door behind her.
Portia watched Ellen tentively as managed to move around her apartment, after a few minutes she took a look around examining. Comforting. Comforting was the word that came to mind in regard to this place. Something her house didn't have. When she glanced back at the kitchen Ellen wasn't there anymore. She was on the couch instead. She walked over to the living room, and took a seat.
"How did you get here?" Asked Ellen.
"How are you?" Contradicted Portia.
"Answer me."
"My brother called me. I didn't expect for you to come back after what happened and especially because you said you wouldn't show up until the morning. So how are you?"
"Good." Ellen responded. Portia looked into those eyes and for once saw anger, resentment.
"I'm sorry for the way I came at you last night. I-I... It's just I hate you seeing in the arms of another person. It makes me furious. I felt hurt because you quit on me. On our first fight you quit on me you went to someone else."
"You hung up on me." Ellen repeated, looking in the distance.
"Yes I did. My brother had-"
"I was pouring my self out on you and you hung up. I was trying to make things right and you hung up."
"He told me-"
"This just doesn't seem to workout."
Ellen POV
Chapter 12
"So what? Are you giving up on this because we had an altercation?" Portia quizzed Ellen.
"It's complicated."
"It's complicated" Portia questioned, "I'm gonna need for you to explain."
"I don't have to explain anything to my boss."
Portia laughed. "So it's like that huh?"
"It's not funny. Yes it is as a matter of fact."
"So you're telling me this is over?"
"Yes! Do you not understand?! It's over!" Ellen panicked.
"Right? And you expect me to believe you?"
"I don't care if you do."
"Your full of bullshit." Grinned Portia.
"What's so fucking funny about this situation?" Ellen burst into frustration at Portia's cheeky grin. 'This is not funny. I'm telling her we're done and she grins.'
"I like you. Does that not matter anymore?"
"No."
"What if I tell you I'm gonna miss you and our moments together?" Portia stood to her feet. Ellen still continued to have her eyes glued to the tv across from her. Portia slowly took her heels off and walked towards her body guard.
She slowly placed herself on Ellen's lap.
"What are you doing?" Ellen nervously asked.
"Shhh." Portia said putting her pointer finger to Ellen's lips.
"If you want this to be over with, we should say our good byes in a pleasant way. Shouldn't we?"
"No."
"Oh c'mon, don't tell me you don't to feel me cum all over your face? Don't you want to hear me whimper and beg for more? Shout your name at the top of my lungs as you make me hit my highest peak." A heart beat passed,"because I do."
'Don't do it El. She's trying to fix this with sex.' Her rational side spoke to her. 'But she is looking so fucking hot. C'mon Degeneres! You can never say no to a goddess.'
Ellen's last thought before she submerged herself in think white ecstasy were 'fuck it'.
Hours later
They both were lying down on Ellen's couch with a thin blanket draped over their bodies. Ellen was sound asleep after an exhausting encounter with her lover. Portia not wanting to give in to sleep just yet was caught in the mesmerizing beauty of the one she cares about the most.
Portia POV
"I can't let you go." She whispered onto The brave body guard's cheek. "I'm in denial."
"If I could ever go back in time the first immediate event that I would change out of all of my embarrassments accumulated in my life is that moment, that brief moment that I believed in him rather than you."
"I can't possibly forgive myself, so I don't expect you to. You've been the one, the only to actually care about my well being while everyone else is just piling stack after stack of paper on my desk not ever taking the time to ask 'how are you doing?' My life has grown into a schedule but you've managed to take me out of that. For the first time I don't just want to be busy I want to be genuinely happy, but I love you enough to give that up for you in exchange for yours."
"I'm not forgiving about what I did either." Ellen responded giving Portia a scare but gratefully she recovered quickly enough for the awake beauty not to notice.
"I thought you were asleep."
"I wasn't," Ellen lied.
"So you heard, huh?"
"Yes.... Look Port just like you have guilt I have plenty of that too. For one because I shouldn't have told you. At least not yet and because of how I was quick to act. I shouldn't have gone to that bar and kissed that girl. You should be enraged with me right now, exactly enough to not want to share this very couch with me." Ellen murmured.
"Perhaps I should be 'enraged' but I. Goose not to. Just like you fucked up I did too, there's really no rocket science into that... I mean out of all things you could've done kissing a stranger wasn't in mind but things happen, I guess." Portia said a bit hurt at the recall of the image in her phone last night.
Ellen turned to her side propping herself on her elbow.
"I was incredibly drunk and I lacked brain cells last night-"
"Just last night?" Portia glared playfully.
"H-A-H-A-H-A, very funny. You should be a comedian." She smiled.
"I know you should though. You have the best jokes I've heard, not even the gardener can catch up and he's pretty hilarious."
"I've been considering that... if all else fails." She mused.
"Portia De Rossi-"
"Yes?"
"I like you. Like alot, alot. I want you in my life, but I just. It's hard for me to trust anyone anymore. I want you to believe in me, and now that I think about it Anne never did. I was a toy, just a distraction. I want more than that. I deserve more than that-"
"You deserve the universe baby."
Ellen couldnt help but blush. " I completely over reacted by just heading to a bar and getting drunk over a minor argument."
"I understand why you did so. It hurts that you were quick to kiss a girl. But I'm over it. I'm willing to set that aside and start fresh. Are you?"
"If you are willing to.... then yes."
"So now that-that is set aside why don't we go for a round 2 Degeneres?" Susurrated De Rossi.
"This is better than any medication." El replied with a grin while burring her face into Portia's neck while her hands gripped the rather small waist.
Ellen POV
As Ellen woke up from a deep slumber after an exhausting night, her eyes soon laid upon the body who comfortably wrapped itself around her. With bed hair and a leg draped over her waist she admired the cuteness that was displayed.
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"I love you so much, I hope I don't end up ruining this like everything else."
"Mmmmm? You won't." Portia whispered.
"Porshe what are you doing up?"
"I'm not up, I'm still laying down." She grinned sleepily.
"You know what I mean."
"I do." Silence filled the room.
"Hey Ed, do you ever think about getting married one day?"
"Sure do, why?"
"No reason, would you like kids?"
"Depends. I always thought it'd be great to, but I'd be the happiest women already by being with her. Do you?"
"If she would like any, I wouldn't mind. I see myself being a mom to be quit honest."
"She?"
"Yes, I did say that." Portia propped her head up from my chest so that we were face to face. Soon I realized that wasn't the finale of her movement, she straddled my lap.
"What's with you and my lap?" I chuckled.
"I love feeling dominance over my badass body guard."
"Is that so?" I raised an eyebrow at her response."
"Yes," she said leaning in for a kiss. I slowly inched my hands up her bare back, caressing every centimeter of skin on her.
"I refer to you." As I was getting to caught up in the moment I lost the train of our conversation.
"Huh?"
"When I say 'she' I mean you." My blood went down to my toes. I swallowed dryly.
"Right, well darling before I snap you out of that goal of yours may I remind you the situation at hand."
She immediately got off of me, and sat at the end of the couch. With her back facing me.
"Hey" I started softly,"don't get me wrong that sounds like the best day yet to live. But we must take care of this before further thought." She turned around with a tear cascading down from her cheek. I sat up ad took her face in my hands and wrapped her lips in a deep, soft kiss.
I set my forehead to hers. "There is plenty of time to imagine and plan. I just don't think that now is the proper time for that. Not while we still have to deal with him. Yes?"
"Okay, your right. We should solve this first."
"Exactly love."
Two days later
"Good morning." Ellen greeted the De Rossi's as she arrived at their home and they all remained seated eating breakfast.
"I heard you weren't to return Degeneres. Bruno has been looking into your replacement already." He gave a sly grin.
"No sir. I am back as you can see."
"Right. Well I believe we have some house rules to go over, we must keep the pets in shape. We can't have the dog of the house disobey the owner."
Ellen clutched her jaw. She didn't reply.
"You cannot dismiss yourself for two days. I dismiss your services not yourself. Do you understand?"
"I have a reason sir. I was-"
"I didn't ask, and I defiantly don't care." He paused. "Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
"You are dismissed. Oh, and I evolve Portia spent the night with Bruno. So remain attentive to anything else."
"Yes sir." She said spinning on her heel and walking out.
She thought long and hard as she made her way to the service house, the sound of her Oxford shoes clicking on the floor becoming a lullaby to her mind.
Sinking into the thought of Portia with him seemed unbearable and irritating. She pushed the negative thoughts away but one they laid deep in the back of her conscience.
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"Aye Degeneres!" One of my coworkers cheered. He's new in the game but quit polite.
"I heard what happened, you alright?"
"Good enough to work of course."
"I heard you put up a fight with the Boss. You wanted to immediately began working shortly after."
"Indeed, but she didn't permit me."
"So she made you wait two days?"
"Precisely." I kept the conversation at a minimum.
The day ran by smoothly with no threats, though the only threat found was in the shadows of my mind and the steep pit of my heart. It was past 3:00 pm and still no sign of Portia.
'How odd?'
'Last night she mentioned no said plans. Yet she didn't stay over the whole night.'
I took the advance to go training at the gym.
'I shouldn't, but I'm perfectly capable of all movement.'
When I made my entrance into the gym, I headed immediately to the treadmill.
7 miles marked the machine, when I decided to stop. My muscle shirt clung to my wet skin and my hair seemed as though I finished taking a shower.
Noticing the group of people playing Football outside I made my way to the team formation.
"Well would you look at those muscles! Your definitely on my team kid!" I man with about 40 years of age shouted. His team was composed of both men and women whom defiantly seemed prepared to give off a great game.
The player selection continued and I managed to make speak to all my teammates. As I was mid laugh I looked over to the treadmill I blew sweat to and sure there they were. Side by side running together. At the same pace.
'What. In. The. Total. Fuck?!'
I became enraged. Soon I saw this upcoming exchange as a battle not a game.
Touchdowns later...
"Ready! Set! Hike!" The voice of a young lady roared through the he air with empowerment. Loud enough to pierce the gym windows and walls.
I became open for half a second and in that half a second we glanced at each other. The ball sprung from her hands and into the air. Everything slowed down.
The ball spun in a perfect rotation. I leaped up, the leather inflated item made contact with my chest. My heels hit the ground and I immediately spring to my toes. I run.
My opponents all ramming in for me. One near took my down by the legs but I stomped my way from their grasp. Another came blowing in from the side and paused to my movement and jumped over him. In that jump a 250 pound women came in charging for my soul. I crouched under her slightly and felt her stomach skim the top of my head and back. The field was clear.
I ran as fast as I possible could. A centimeter away from the touchdown line I feel weight on my side and back. Then I feel my face hit the ground. I held tight to that pass.
Everything took its normal pace.
"Whoa!"
"Holy shit!"
"Damn!"
The team almost said in unison.
Once I stood up and everyone realized I was still carrying the ball after both tackles they stared in astonishment. The score keeper, spoke into the megaphone with surprise. "Touchdown."
As it sunk in, she shouted again "touchdown!"
Laughing, complimenting and cheering the crowd of players carried on to mid field.
I peeked toward where Portia was and there she was. Next to him. Both looking at me. I starred in her eyes. There is something different about her look, as if she's apologizing.
Still caught in her gaze I picked my timing phone up.
I was looking at her.
"Degeneres."
"Good Evening-"
"Boss?"
"Yes, I'm calling you to inform you about information regarding the De Rossi household."
"What about them?"
"We'll for starters we've found information about him that you may be interested in receiving."
"That's great news."
"Right. I have discouraging news as well."
Silence filled the call.
"Portia De Rossi. Your other boss. Has requested an exchange."
Minutes passed by until I reacted.
"What?"
"Portia has-"
"I heard you. Are you fucking kidding me?!" I shouted bothered by the sudden action.
"What the fuck?!"
I cooled down as I attract the attention of several people.
I stomped my way to the gym entrance, through the journey I continued.
"What's the reason?"
"She never mentioned any."
"I'll see you at the office." I stated hanging up.
I made zero eye contact with her and left.
Ellen POV
Chapter 12
"So what? Are you giving up on this because we had an altercation?" Portia quizzed Ellen.
"It's complicated."
"It's complicated" Portia questioned, "I'm gonna need for you to explain."
"I don't have to explain anything to my boss."
Portia laughed. "So it's like that huh?"
"It's not funny. Yes it is as a matter of fact."
"So you're telling me this is over?"
"Yes! Do you not understand?! It's over!" Ellen panicked.
"Right? And you expect me to believe you?"
"I don't care if you do."
"Your full of bullshit." Grinned Portia.
"What's so fucking funny about this situation?" Ellen burst into frustration at Portia's cheeky grin. 'This is not funny. I'm telling her we're done and she grins.'
"I like you. Does that not matter anymore?"
"No."
"What if I tell you I'm gonna miss you and our moments together?" Portia stood to her feet. Ellen still continued to have her eyes glued to the tv across from her. Portia slowly took her heels off and walked towards her body guard.
She slowly placed herself on Ellen's lap.
"What are you doing?" Ellen nervously asked.
"Shhh." Portia said putting her pointer finger to Ellen's lips.
"If you want this to be over with, we should say our good byes in a pleasant way. Shouldn't we?"
"No."
"Oh c'mon, don't tell me you don't to feel me cum all over your face? Don't you want to hear me whimper and beg for more? Shout your name at the top of my lungs as you make me hit my highest peak." A heart beat passed,"because I do."
'Don't do it El. She's trying to fix this with sex.' Her rational side spoke to her. 'But she is looking so fucking hot. C'mon Degeneres! You can never say no to a goddess.'
Ellen's last thought before she submerged herself in think white ecstasy were 'fuck it'.
Hours later
They both were lying down on Ellen's couch with a thin blanket draped over their bodies. Ellen was sound asleep after an exhausting encounter with her lover. Portia not wanting to give in to sleep just yet was caught in the mesmerizing beauty of the one she cares about the most.
Portia POV
"I can't let you go." She whispered onto The brave body guard's cheek. "I'm in denial."
"If I could ever go back in time the first immediate event that I would change out of all of my embarrassments accumulated in my life is that moment, that brief moment that I believed in him rather than you."
"I can't possibly forgive myself, so I don't expect you to. You've been the one, the only to actually care about my well being while everyone else is just piling stack after stack of paper on my desk not ever taking the time to ask 'how are you doing?' My life has grown into a schedule but you've managed to take me out of that. For the first time I don't just want to be busy I want to be genuinely happy, but I love you enough to give that up for you in exchange for yours."
"I'm not forgiving about what I did either." Ellen responded giving Portia a scare but gratefully she recovered quickly enough for the awake beauty not to notice.
"I thought you were asleep."
"I wasn't," Ellen lied.
"So you heard, huh?"
"Yes.... Look Port just like you have guilt I have plenty of that too. For one because I shouldn't have told you. At least not yet and because of how I was quick to act. I shouldn't have gone to that bar and kissed that girl. You should be enraged with me right now, exactly enough to not want to share this very couch with me." Ellen murmured.
"Perhaps I should be 'enraged' but I. Goose not to. Just like you fucked up I did too, there's really no rocket science into that... I mean out of all things you could've done kissing a stranger wasn't in mind but things happen, I guess." Portia said a bit hurt at the recall of the image in her phone last night.
Ellen turned to her side propping herself on her elbow.
"I was incredibly drunk and I lacked brain cells last night-"
"Just last night?" Portia glared playfully.
"H-A-H-A-H-A, very funny. You should be a comedian." She smiled.
"I know you should though. You have the best jokes I've heard, not even the gardener can catch up and he's pretty hilarious."
"I've been considering that... if all else fails." She mused.
"Portia De Rossi-"
"Yes?"
"I like you. Like alot, alot. I want you in my life, but I just. It's hard for me to trust anyone anymore. I want you to believe in me, and now that I think about it Anne never did. I was a toy, just a distraction. I want more than that. I deserve more than that-"
"You deserve the universe baby."
Ellen couldnt help but blush. " I completely over reacted by just heading to a bar and getting drunk over a minor argument."
"I understand why you did so. It hurts that you were quick to kiss a girl. But I'm over it. I'm willing to set that aside and start fresh. Are you?"
"If you are willing to.... then yes."
"So now that-that is set aside why don't we go for a round 2 Degeneres?" Susurrated De Rossi.
"This is better than any medication." El replied with a grin while burring her face into Portia's neck while her hands gripped the rather small waist.
Ellen POV
As Ellen woke up from a deep slumber after an exhausting night, her eyes soon laid upon the body who comfortably wrapped itself around her. With bed hair and a leg draped over her waist she admired the cuteness that was displayed.
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"I love you so much, I hope I don't end up ruining this like everything else."
"Mmmmm? You won't." Portia whispered.
"Porshe what are you doing up?"
"I'm not up, I'm still laying down." She grinned sleepily.
"You know what I mean."
"I do." Silence filled the room.
"Hey Ed, do you ever think about getting married one day?"
"Sure do, why?"
"No reason, would you like kids?"
"Depends. I always thought it'd be great to, but I'd be the happiest women already by being with her. Do you?"
"If she would like any, I wouldn't mind. I see myself being a mom to be quit honest."
"She?"
"Yes, I did say that." Portia propped her head up from my chest so that we were face to face. Soon I realized that wasn't the finale of her movement, she straddled my lap.
"What's with you and my lap?" I chuckled.
"I love feeling dominance over my badass body guard."
"Is that so?" I raised an eyebrow at her response."
"Yes," she said leaning in for a kiss. I slowly inched my hands up her bare back, caressing every centimeter of skin on her.
"I refer to you." As I was getting to caught up in the moment I lost the train of our conversation.
"Huh?"
"When I say 'she' I mean you." My blood went down to my toes. I swallowed dryly.
"Right, well darling before I snap you out of that goal of yours may I remind you the situation at hand."
She immediately got off of me, and sat at the end of the couch. With her back facing me.
"Hey" I started softly,"don't get me wrong that sounds like the best day yet to live. But we must take care of this before further thought." She turned around with a tear cascading down from her cheek. I sat up ad took her face in my hands and wrapped her lips in a deep, soft kiss.
I set my forehead to hers. "There is plenty of time to imagine and plan. I just don't think that now is the proper time for that. Not while we still have to deal with him. Yes?"
"Okay, your right. We should solve this first."
"Exactly love."
Two days later
"Good morning." Ellen greeted the De Rossi's as she arrived at their home and they all remained seated eating breakfast.
"I heard you weren't to return Degeneres. Bruno has been looking into your replacement already." He gave a sly grin.
"No sir. I am back as you can see."
"Right. Well I believe we have some house rules to go over, we must keep the pets in shape. We can't have the dog of the house disobey the owner."
Ellen clutched her jaw. She didn't reply.
"You cannot dismiss yourself for two days. I dismiss your services not yourself. Do you understand?"
"I have a reason sir. I was-"
"I didn't ask, and I defiantly don't care." He paused. "Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
"You are dismissed. Oh, and I evolve Portia spent the night with Bruno. So remain attentive to anything else."
"Yes sir." She said spinning on her heel and walking out.
She thought long and hard as she made her way to the service house, the sound of her Oxford shoes clicking on the floor becoming a lullaby to her mind.
Sinking into the thought of Portia with him seemed unbearable and irritating. She pushed the negative thoughts away but one they laid deep in the back of her conscience.
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"Aye Degeneres!" One of my coworkers cheered. He's new in the game but quit polite.
"I heard what happened, you alright?"
"Good enough to work of course."
"I heard you put up a fight with the Boss. You wanted to immediately began working shortly after."
"Indeed, but she didn't permit me."
"So she made you wait two days?"
"Precisely." I kept the conversation at a minimum.
The day ran by smoothly with no threats, though the only threat found was in the shadows of my mind and the steep pit of my heart. It was past 3:00 pm and still no sign of Portia.
'How odd?'
'Last night she mentioned no said plans. Yet she didn't stay over the whole night.'
I took the advance to go training at the gym.
'I shouldn't, but I'm perfectly capable of all movement.'
When I made my entrance into the gym, I headed immediately to the treadmill.
7 miles marked the machine, when I decided to stop. My muscle shirt clung to my wet skin and my hair seemed as though I finished taking a shower.
Noticing the group of people playing Football outside I made my way to the team formation.
"Well would you look at those muscles! Your definitely on my team kid!" I man with about 40 years of age shouted. His team was composed of both men and women whom defiantly seemed prepared to give off a great game.
The player selection continued and I managed to make speak to all my teammates. As I was mid laugh I looked over to the treadmill I blew sweat to and sure there they were. Side by side running together. At the same pace.
'What. In. The. Total. Fuck?!'
I became enraged. Soon I saw this upcoming exchange as a battle not a game.
Touchdowns later...
"Ready! Set! Hike!" The voice of a young lady roared through the he air with empowerment. Loud enough to pierce the gym windows and walls.
I became open for half a second and in that half a second we glanced at each other. The ball sprung from her hands and into the air. Everything slowed down.
The ball spun in a perfect rotation. I leaped up, the leather inflated item made contact with my chest. My heels hit the ground and I immediately spring to my toes. I run.
My opponents all ramming in for me. One near took my down by the legs but I stomped my way from their grasp. Another came blowing in from the side and paused to my movement and jumped over him. In that jump a 250 pound women came in charging for my soul. I crouched under her slightly and felt her stomach skim the top of my head and back. The field was clear.
I ran as fast as I possible could. A centimeter away from the touchdown line I feel weight on my side and back. Then I feel my face hit the ground. I held tight to that pass.
Everything took its normal pace.
"Whoa!"
"Holy shit!"
"Damn!"
The team almost said in unison.
Once I stood up and everyone realized I was still carrying the ball after both tackles they stared in astonishment. The score keeper, spoke into the megaphone with surprise. "Touchdown."
As it sunk in, she shouted again "touchdown!"
Laughing, complimenting and cheering the crowd of players carried on to mid field.
I peeked toward where Portia was and there she was. Next to him. Both looking at me. I starred in her eyes. There is something different about her look, as if she's apologizing.
Still caught in her gaze I picked my timing phone up.
I was looking at her.
"Degeneres."
"Good Evening-"
"Boss?"
"Yes, I'm calling you to inform you about information regarding the De Rossi household."
"What about them?"
"We'll for starters we've found information about him that you may be interested in receiving."
"That's great news."
"Right. I have discouraging news as well."
Silence filled the call.
"Portia De Rossi. Your other boss. Has requested an exchange."
Minutes passed by until I reacted.
"What?"
"Portia has-"
"I heard you. Are you fucking kidding me?!" I shouted bothered by the sudden action.
"What the fuck?!"
I cooled down as I attract the attention of several people.
I stomped my way to the gym entrance, through the journey I continued.
"What's the reason?"
"She never mentioned any."
"I'll see you at the office." I stated hanging up.
I made zero eye contact with her and left.
I let my senses take
over my being. I made my way to the De Rossi house hold to promptly pick up my
belongs which didn’t belong there anymore.
I entered the
mansion not making a single ounce of contact with anyone. I took a shower and
solved my physical presentation with black slacks, shining black dress shoes, a
classic white shirt, added with a red tie and black blazer. I decided to place
on my gold watch as well. I exited with my luggage following behind and my
brief case along with my action of dignity. My head held up high, looking
straight ahead, with only one thing in mind. Myself.
I called a cab.
Portia De Rossi
I took a seat in my
office chair. I dwindled on how this all truly belongs to my father, although
he wants me to take the ends of this business and guide it into the spotlight
to become the best of the best.
Along with the event
of last night haunting my mind.
Last night as I had
a cup of coffee with Bruno I received a phone call.
"Hello?"
"P. De
Rossi?"
"Yes, who is
this?"
"Listen here.
If you want to keep that dyke of a body guard alive, for her own sanity you
better back the fuck off! That’s if you want to keep her alive?" The voice
threatened.
"Who do you
think you are?!" I yelled astonished at their audacity.
"You want to
find out? Don’t think that I'll touch my heart with her. I haven't before, so I
won't now. Unless you want to be friended on my list then I highly advise you
be rid her from your life. Do. You. Understand?"
"Uh- Ye-"
"Don’t tell me,
prove it to me. I'm watching both of you. Even when you think I am not. I
am."
"Hello?,
Hello??"
Silence.
I was brought back
to reality by loud cheering in the lobby followed by arguing. I escaped the
cave of my thoughts.
I was surprised by a
face I thought I'd never see again. Ellen.
In front of her
Bruno appeared blocking the entrance to her. Neither of them noticed me. Bruno
made the horrid mistake of pushing her.
"Don't you dare
touch me again." She warned, I've never seen such a fierce face.
After her brief
warning he decided to not comply and continued to push her farther back. Ellen
fixed her blazer.
"Get. Out!
Don't you understand she doesn’t want to see you ever again!" Bruno
emphasized every word by poking her on her collar bone, and breathing directly
on her face. DeGeneres turned around for a half a second, but came back with a
face crushing punch that connected to the left side of his jaw. He stumbled
backwards, landing on the floor with a bleeding mouth.
I couldn't help but
grin. 'There goes my baby.' I approached the scene, directly heading to face
her.
"Porti-" I
held my hand up, and he quickly shut his mouth.
"El…"
"Please, refer
to me as DeGeneres". Ellen laid out flatly.
"DeGeneres, I
can-"
"I didn’t come
here to hear your explanation. You did what you did. I decided to personally
hand you all the belongs to you and your family." She stated by handing me
her I.D card for the company, my spare car keys and money.
"Why the cash?
I nev-"
"For the
medicine and the doctor."
"But I-"
"No. I don't
like to feel as though I owe anyone anything, and since I will no longer be
working for you, I certainly don’t need anything from you or your father."
She reached for an envelope inside her jacket. " Do you know where I could
find Michael?" She asked waving the envelope in the air, which was
addressed to my brother in a clean slanted cursive on the front of it.
"He's in his
of-"
"Thank
you." She states, and moves right along her way.
I care to follow her
along. Before she even reaches the opportunity to find the door, my secretary
finds her way into El's arms.
Adriana wraps her
toned arms around her neck. Now she has her full attention and I'm left
watching their profiles inches away.
"I heard your
leaving?" Adriana approaches with a question.
"Indeed. Why?
Will my absence impact you?" DeGeneres numbly places her hands on the curb
of her back.
"But of course.
And well…" Adriana neared her lips dangerously to Ellen's mouth.
"Well?" El
encouraged.
"It seems as
though you leave right when I was daring to jump into oblivion for you."
Adriana parted their distance and while she candidly wrapped Ellen in her
words, she caressed her tie with a teasing finger while pouting.
'What?! You had nine
months to do so.' I thought darkening my eyes on her.
Adriana continued
her act and seductively bit her lip. I began to focus my eyes on Ellen instead.
Her gaze darkened and so did her mischievous grin.
Ellen was getting
ready to speak when my secretary placed a finger on her lips to shush her.
"Don't tell me,
prove it to me." Adriana placed a note inside her jacket and turned on her
heels swaying her hips.
'Don't tell me,
prove it to me' I've heard that phrase twice in the last twenty- four hours.
His words ringed in my systems.
I felt Ellen's eyes
on me.
I caught her eyeing
me from head to toe. I had- had enough of her. Right when I was about to turn
to my office she grabbed me by my arm as though she didn’t want me to run away.
DeGeneres guided me to my office opening the door for me and walking in after.
I leaned on my desk with my arms crossed, eyeing her muscular complexion. The
way those dressed pants highlighted her bottom and everything in the right
places. Of course multiple times I've had admired her body endlessly, but it
was the very first time I took in every being of her. I may possibly never see
her again, the thought felt unbearable. But I had to bear it, for her safety. I
couldn't take any chances.
She locked the door
and then turned around, leaning against the door as well.
I continued to eye
her figure.
I began to flush as
I noticed the way her jacket hugged her arms. Everything. Everything seemed so
neat on her. I came to adore the way she looked, always so prepared and
professional. Although with me she applied that term differently.
I didn’t notice the
moment she made her way near me, but she intoxicated the air with her fresh
aroma and soon her mint like breath.
"I'm not so
pleased with your decision Ms. De Rossi." I heard her whisper before her
thigh parted my legs and made its way in between my own.
'I think I'll take a
detour.'
"And I care
about your opinion, why? Ellen began adding pressure.
She chuckled in my
ear, then susurrated. "But of course you do. If you didn’t care about anything pertaining to me, you
wouldn’t have looked a Adri the way you did." I felt her smirk against my
neck, and my knees felt weak.
"Adri? Is that
what you call her now?" I scoffed.
"Are you
mad?"
"No. Not at
all. I was only disturbed, that you'd be willing to give such a show." She
undid my folded arms, even though I picked a slight resistance she was
victorious.
"Mmmmm, how
about," She sneaked her arms around me, inching her face closer to mine. I
could feel her breath upon my lips. Then came a moment of silence, where we
both stared in each other's eyes followed with the crashing of several items on
the floor.
When the crystal
clear desk was free of all inanimate objects she proceeded with her question,
"we put on our own show, in your very own office? Huh? Give you your very
own customized DeGeneres souvenir?"
The desire to posses
my very own mementos out ruled the slick remarks that could potential squash
this event.
I pulled her face to
mine and crashed my lips to hers.
Ellen grabbed me by
the waist so I wrapped my long legs around her. She sat me on the desk. Our
mouths continued to collide until we reached the surface for air. I slipped my
hands through her jacket and feverishly pulled it off. I had an urge to feel her
against me.
DeGeneres aimed to
have all my clothing gone within minutes. My crisp white blazer was sent off
flying in the air. Shortly after my loud print dress was no longer on my
person.
She buried her face in my neck sucking and
nibbling on my pulse point. I felt a starburst of emotions coming within my
body ending in a collision in my core. I couldn't hold it in any longer so I
let out a moan, that only seemed to motivate her. El advanced toward my collar
bone and chest. She pushed me down on to the awaiting cold surface. I gasped
from the connection between glass and skin. I preoccupied my mind with getting
her undressed. I undid her tie in one swift movement. I opposed on taking the
time to undo all the buttons on her shirt, so I opted on ripping it apart.
All movement of hers
stopped when the buttons jumped on the floor. I thrusted myself onto her
crotch. She quickly took her shirt off, showing her arms and well defined
abdomen. My next thought was her on top of me but instead she kneeled down and
pulled my panties off. I could sense her lips caressing my inner thigh. I felt
her hands brush my lips, but soon I came to be disappointed by their sense of
direction that placed them on my lower abdomen.
Everything clouded
when I detected her warm tongue on my clit. A swirling sensation of vibrant
colors filled my eyes as she made herself at home. I took a handful of her
blonde streaks to keep myself on Earth, but failed at the task. When in her
arms, it appeared as though all the stars fell in short for what she could make
me feel. I arched my back into her touch and disappeared into wonderland.
Hours went untold.
Indeed we spent what was left of the morning
as well as the beginning of the afternoon in my office taking trips back and
forth to places we yet hadn't explored. Every instant I moaned was a threat, I
found it inevitable to stay quiet, yet we were never bothered.
What was also
inevitable was the crude reality that Ellen wouldn't be by my side by the end
of tonight. She will be gone by then. People always say that the one which
stays home suffers the most, and when I sat on the couch fully dressed glancing
at her attempts to find her pants I realized how real that aversion was.
"Your pants are
behind the couch." I mumbled, sadly gazing at an orchid she gave me the
night we reunited. Which surprisingly remained alive.
DeGeneres reached
for her pants, as she placed them on she looked at me. She sat down right next
to me. I gave her- her shirt without looking at her. Then she gathered her
shoes on her feet. I glanced at her and couldn't help but sustain a chuckle.
She looked like a mess, but still rather desirable.
"What?"
She smiled.
I dipped my head
towards her clothing, trying not to laugh as I still looked away.
I gave in and looked
at her. We both grimaced in the state she ways.
"Need help
buttoning your shirt?" I laughed in between words.
"Very
funny." Ellen mocked.
Her belt buckle was
undone. The classic white shirt was airing her physic, followed by the black
blazer. The red tie dangled undone over her neck. I don't even want to get into
her hair.
We gathered
ourselves and in unison we stood. I peeked through the closed curtains. Coast
clear.
The moment I turned
around to announce to her that now was a good moment for her to leave, her
solid figure held me against the door.
Her body held me captive against the frame,
just like her approaching kiss.
Our tongues swirled
in each others caves. It was slow and passionate. It was sincere. I slipped my
hands through her shirt and on to her shoulder blades with the intention of
pulling her impossibly closer to me.
'' I'm sorry.'' I
murmured into the kiss.
''Why?'' I peaked
through her blue orbs and saw hurt. Disappointment.
When I was about to
speak, she kissed me only to later say. ''You don’t have to answer. I
understand,'' she paused " gosh I'm such a fucking loser for you."
Ellen whispered and every tie she spoke her lips grazed upon mine.
"Look Porshe. I
will always be there for you even when you don't want me to. If you ever need
anything I'll find it for you. No matter where I am, I will drop it just to
make sure you safe, so even though I won't be working for you any more I want you
to have this." She stated taking my pale hand and placing a small note in
it. She then continued, " the first you already have, but the second is
unknown. No one can track it. Just in case… You know." I opened the note
and it was two phone numbers.
"Be safe. I
love you," She gave me a lengthy peck on the lips, "so much."
With those final words she exited the door.
She didn't look
back, and I couldn't stand seeing her leave so I sat at my desk contemplating
her words.
Ellen
People began
dispersing themselves into the cafeteria room. I managed to sneak by Michael's
office. I silently entered his office with no one to be found but he's
belonging jacket. I slipped the envelope in his inner pocket. The secretary's
in the lobby remained in their places answering phone calls, giving badges. I
couldn't possibly take that route without becoming unnoticed, so I took the
stairs.
'10 floors
DeGeneres. 10 floors'
I arrived in the
dark parking lot, luckily I parked close by. As I unlocked my brand new 2015
Range Rover Sport SVR which shortly before the incident outside the DeRossi's
home I treated myself with an on going saving for a fast automobile.
"DeGeneres??"
I heard a familiar voice that I may have treated a couple of hours ago.
I locked the car
just in case. I placed my car key in between my middle finger and third finger
with the tip penetrating. Just in case.
"Yeah?" I
turned around with my blazer slung over my left shoulder.
" I didn't-
What happened to you?" Adriana asked worryingly.
"I'm alright,
don’t mind my state." She approached me, I lost count of my movements and
I didn't realize the moment I was against my own car door.
"So, Uh- You
saw my note?" She played with my belt buckle.
"Sadly, no. I
didn’t have the opportunity to revise it."
"Mmmm. That's
tragic," She held her breath. "How about you and I go get some
drinks?"
I snapped back into
reality.
"I'm sorry, I
can't at the minute. How about some other day?" I lightly declined.
"Awww, okay.
I'm sure someone so stronnggg and brave like yourself must be busy. Call me,
okay?"
When I was getting
ready to speak she pulled my face towards her's and forcefully explored my
mouth.
"Call me!"
She shouted making her way inside the elevator.
I ignited the car
and exited the premises.
As I promptly made
my way to my apartment a black Escalade pulled up behind me. After four minutes
of the car following me around a same colored Escalade began driving in front
of me. When all of a sudden the auto in front of my stopped, luckily I threw the
brakes on time. Two people from each car escaped towards me. I hid my gun
inside my boxers. A blonde guy opened my car and just like on GTA yanked me out
of my Rover onto the street. No witnesses.
I'm attacked by a
brunette and the blonde male before.
The girl tossed me
on my feet, aimed at my abdomen and succeeded. I could sense a presence behind me.
What seemed as the back of a gun connected in the crook of my neck. I blacked
out.
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