After we arrive home, Lexi heads to her room. She tries to act ok, but I can tell she's not. No one would be after what happened. I try to help her, but she shakes her head.
"I just want to be alone for awhile."
Her request kills me inside, but I don't let her see. Instead I nod my head, and let her walk to her room by herself. Instead I walk to my office, images of Lexi in that change room continue to haunt my thoughts.
I'm unnerved after what happened today. I continue to replay the day's events in my head.
'How did he get past me? Past my team? Why did I let my guard down? Why did I think he wouldn’t try to find her? I should've known something was wrong. Even she could sense it. Why didn't I act sooner? Why didn't I just try to get her out of there, immediately after she told me something was wrong? Why was I membery enough to believe he wouldn't find a way to get to her.' All these questions are swimming in my head. So many 'why's' but ne
Monday came along faster than I expected it to. On my first day at work, Xavier introduced me to Jax, my new bodyguard. I was hesitant to meet him at first, and a bit nervous. It didn't help that when we first met I was extremely intimidated by him. He towered over Xavier's 6ft 6in frame. He was extremely well built. It looked like he could kill someone just by looking at them wrong. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt, and ripped black jeans. Arms crossed along his muscled body. From the visible skin showing, he had two full sleeve tattoos, interlaced with random scars. Just one look at him made me feel so much smaller. Predicting my discomfort, Xavier led us to a private conference room outside his office. He had some work to do, but wanted us to get to know each other, so I could feel more comfortable with him. Over the next two hours, I was lost in conversation with Jax. After I began to lower my walls, he turned out to be a really fun guy. I've never had a friend before, but J
Xavier looks down at me, as I continue to be bewildered."I hope that means you like it.""Xavier, I love it.""Good, now follow me."Xavier leads me back into my office, and spends the next hour going over the computer with me. He shows me how to access my mail, send messages, check his schedule, book appointments, schedule meetings, and find reports he may need.Everything is extremely user friendly. I thought for sure that I wouldn't be able to help him in any way shape or form. But the more he continues to go over the computer system with me, the more my unease begins to wear off.After Xavier has finished showing me the computer system, I spend the next while going over everything. I take time to learn everything I can about this computer. I want to make Xavier proud of me. I don't want him to second guess hiring me.Xavier sent a message to my computer shortly after. Xavier set up an encrypted messaging system for hi
"Lexi! Open this door!" I hear someone yell out.Thoughts of Craig and Gary fill my thoughts. As they would pound on my door in hopes of getting in.When I had first moved in with Craig, I had done something that made him upset with me. My instincts had taken over, and I ran in fear to my room, and locked the door. Hoping that he wouldn't be able to hurt me. I could hear him pound on the door. He continued to scream and threaten me, until I unlocked the door.The more he would pound his fist and yell at me, the last thing I wanted was to give the monster entry to my room. So instead I tried to hide. My room was basic. Only a bed, and a closet. Immediately, I ran to the closet to take cover. I pulled my legs to my body in a protective manner. I tried to make myself appear as small as possible. Hoping that if he did get in, he wouldn't find me.I remember feeling my tears hit my skin, as I continued to cower in my closet. I had hoped and prayed that h
When I wake up, everything's a blur. I try to remember what happened, but my mind is exhausted. I shift myself back under the covers and fall back asleep. I wake up shortly after."How did I get here?" I ask myself."I found you in your closet, and you passed out. So I brought you here."I look over to see Xavier sitting at my side. He moves himself across the bed, and beneath the covers, pulling me close. I nuzzle my head in his shoulder, comforted by his touch. I feel myself drifting off again. When I wake up, Xavier is still at my side holding me close."What happened?""That's what I would like to know." Xavier sighs."Are you ok?""I feel ok. Just tired.""Do you want to talk about it?"I think to myself, do I really? Honestly no. But I know if I don't, it may happen again."How come you wanted to go to the track?""Jax told you huh?"Xavier smiles, and nods his head."He sang
When I woke up the next morning, I turned to see Xavier fast asleep beside me. A smile instantly crosses my face. He stayed the entire night, just like he said he would. He kept his promise to me. I slowly get up and out of bed. Trying hard not to wake him. I head to my bathroom to shower, and get changed for work.By the time I was out of the shower. Xavier had begun to wake up."Good morning sleepy head." I call out to him, a large smile on my face.Xavier gets out of bed, and begins walking closer to me. He stretches his arms above his head, lowering them around my waist shortly after."How are you feeling?" He asks me."For the most part ok. Just a little mortified, if anything.""How come?""I'm just afraid that Jax will think I'm like a faberge egg. He'll treat me as if in any moment, I could fall apart.""No he won't.""How do you know? I know I would probably do that if the roles were reversed."Xavi
After a long conversation by the pool with Jax, I find myself relating to him. Xavier was right when he said that Jax and I had things in common. I just didn't expect us to relate in such a horrible way. I liked the stories he told me of his sister Jenny. We spent the rest of the morning reminiscing about our families. We would trade stories back and forth with each other. It was actually really nice. There were memories that I had forgotten until Jax had reminded me.After lunch, I had headed out. I had told Jax that I just needed some time alone. I had expected him to put up a fight, but he didn't. It seems that Xavier knows me better, than I know myself. Apparently Xavier had been anticipating my need to be alone, so he had asked Jax to stand down. I was thankful to both of them. Remembering my past wasn't easy. I just needed some time to think, and ultimately, just let go. I needed a release, and what better way than with Diablo.I grabbed the keys, and
It's been two weeks since I moved in with Xavier. My first day here, Xavier gave me a cell phone. He programmed his phone number, Jax's, along with Ryker's. So that way I could call them whenever I wanted. No one else had my number. It took me awhile to learn how to use the phone. I had never owned one before. So it was a foreign concept to me. I also had to keep on remembering to bring it with me. So often I would forget about it. Either at home, work, even a restaurant. I wasn't used to always having it. So I tend to lose it often.It has been awhile since we heard anything about Craig and Gary. Even though Xavier has assured me that neither Craig or Gary will manage to get to me. I'm still terrified that they will come after me. It's not that I don't trust Xavier to keep me safe, rather I just know Craig and Gary. They are relentless at making my life miserable, and there's nothing they wouldn't do to make sure I'm theirs again. In the pit of my stomach, I can't shake this
Xavier begins chasing after me in the water. We laugh as we splash each other. Xavier grabs me, effortlessly picking me up, bringing me closer to him. My legs instantly wrap around him. Feeling him so close to me is intoxicating. Xavier doesn't do anything, rather he simply looks down, staring into my eyes."Mi alma." My soul, Xavier says in Spanish.Xavier runs his thumb over my lips. His touch is intoxicating. I close my eyes, as his other hand begins to explore my body. He lowers his head resting along my forehead."No tienes ni idea de lo mucho que significas para mi." You have no idea how much you mean to me, Xavier sighs."Cuanto he soñado con estos labios en los míos." How much have I dreamed of these lips on mine, Xavier whispers to me."Muéstrame." Show me. I whisper back.Surprised, Xavier straightens himself."You speak Spanish?""I guess you can say I learned a few things