Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Phobias

Ctek!

The power went out and everything went dark. It's pitch-dark. Without a single speck of light. And, instantly, my heart was pounding very hard, as if it was about to come out of the chest. My chest began to feel tight, difficulty breathing. It was as if the air in my place was thinning. I'm panicking. I'm starting to get scared.

"Rose?"

"Detachable. Let go of me."

"Rose, Hey. Why?"

"To-please, please.let me go," I gasped. My breathlessness is getting worse.

And, when I felt that there was no more weight on top of me, I inched up. Stand up with difficulty, then fumble in the dark. Then, when I felt the touch of a hand holding my hand, I screamed, was shocked, and then reflexively brushed it off.

"Retreat!" my peek. "Retreat! Don't come near me!" I'm hysterical. "Go! Go...!"

Back, I fumbled, I found the door handle, then opened it and immediately ran from there. Search light.

The glow. Over there. From the open door.

With my chest tight, I ran, stopping at the edge of the veranda. Gripping the edges firmly, while one hand gripped the chest. I was still terrified even though now the light had filled my vision blurred by tears. My face was wet from now on.

In the torment of the tightness, my head felt dizzy, and the shadow of my father's dying face flooded my memory. I sat on the porch floor, limp.

I love you....

His voice echoed in my head. The last words I heard from him made my heart ache. The words that were spoken as he was dying - - with a bullet immersed in his chest. And blood, his body was covered in blood, and then he breathed his last on my lap.

Stuffy. I don't like to remember that story. It wasn't her dead helpless figure that I wanted to make in memory. But I can't forget. It can never be.

It hurts!

I sobbed.

"Rose?" call Bang Jack. He stood stiffly before me, as if afraid to approach. And, I could see the look of worry on his face as I looked at the helpless man.

However, the tightness in my chest has not dampened. I feel restless and agitated. "Give me a minute." I took a deep breath. Trying to get things back to normal.

I'm nodding. "I know," I said. "I'm sorry."

"Are you okay, Rose?"

"I. I don't know."

"Is there anything I can do?"

I don't know what he can do. I can't explain what happened to me.

"I'm afraid of the dark," I'm afraid. "I can't be in a dark place. It cannot be without light. I fear. I. I'm scared."

And my tears broke again.

Again, Bang Jack nodded. Then, slowly, she clasped her hands over my body and, making sure I wouldn't be hysterical anymore because of her touch, then she grabbed me. Gave me a tight, soothing hug. A few moments later, he wiped my tears, then got up to stand up. With both hands holding onto my shoulder, he said, "The electricity is already on. We go inside, okay?"

She nodded to reassure me, and I rose up slowly, my feet trembling like a fragile flower stem in the wind.

"Let me carry" said Bang Jack again.

I didn't say it, nor did I prevent it. I let him take me to my room, then put me in bed and then he opened the window.

I circled my gaze around the room, still feeling restless and uneasy. When I saw the towel in place, I got up and went into the bathroom.

"What do you want?" ask Bang Jack.

I feel fucked. Especially at this time, realizing I was only wearing underwear, I felt uncomfortable. "I'm going to take a shower" I said. "Can I keep the door open? I'm afraid that I'm afraid of the dark."

"Yes. I'm not going in" he said.

And I'm not feeling good. But my feelings are still fucked. I don't want to talk about anything yet.

I need some time....