Bodyguard Book Boyfriend (Book Boyfriend Dating Agency)

Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven

TARAE

I know that Grant isn’t cheating on me. That picture was all about angles. Grant showed me another picture that wasn’t posted that he got from Honey’s official photographer. It’s of Honey tripping and Grant catching her before she fell, which is how they ended up hugging, with him looking so concerned.

I believed him when he said it wasn’t what it looked like. But my knee-jerk reaction was that they were going to drag me again for a cheating boyfriend. I can’t catch a damn break when it comes to the media, and I’m a part of the media. I should have some kind of leeway, but it seems they are going extra hard on me because I am a reporter.

It really isn’t Grant’s fault, and I need to grow a thicker skin, but I can admit that my feelings were hurt seeing another woman in his arms. Someone he has known way longer than me, I might add.

Okay, jealousy doesn’t look good on you, girl.

I need to call Grant and apologize. I was acting childish and had him drop me off at home instead of going to lunch. He took the time to surprise me, and I acted like a bitch. I can’t take my trauma from my last relationship into this one if I want this to work.

I grab the phone and call Grant, but he doesn’t pick up. I can’t say that I blame him, but I need to put on my big girl panties and apologize, so I leave a message.

“Hey, baby. I’m sorry. Please call me back so I can apologize properly. Bye.”

There’s a knock on my door, and I smile to myself. Maybe Grant didn’t pick up because he was already on his way here. I rush to open the door, but I’m surprised to find Chrissy standing there.

“What’re you doing here?”

“I just wanted an apology for what happened today.” She brushes past me into my apartment.

I frown, closing the door and following her into my living room. This chick has been acting strange and we need to get to the bottom of this. Her little jabs are out of hand, so whatever she needs to get off her chest, it’s time.

“I don’t owe you an apology. But I will allow you three seconds to tell me what your problem is before you can get the hell up out my house.”

“You think you’re so special, but I’m here to tell you the truth. Alexa is so much better than you could ever be. She has more talent and class in her pinky than you could even think about having. Alexa Ash is who you wanna be. She’s beautiful, rich, and sexy. You could never!”

This bitch is crazy.

“Why the hell are you telling me about fucking Alexa? Who the fuck cares? You have been rude to me for the past few months because of some pop star. Girl fuck you! Getcho crazy ass outta my house.”

I go to walk past her to show her to the door, but Chrissy pushes me from behind as she continues to yell nonsense. I stumble forward, but I am able to keep my balance. I turn around to confront her, but Chrissy swings. I duck just in time and push her in the chest.

This hoe wants to tussle. Let’s fucking go!

Chrissy stumbles from my push, but I don’t let her catch her balance. I move forward and swing on her ass. I catch her jaw with my punch. Chrissy falls to the floor, holding her face.

I know the saying goes don’t kick a man while he’s down , but she’s a woman. So, I kick my foot and connect it to her stomach. Chrissy curls up, moaning so I rush to grab my phone to call the police.

However, I realize someone is beating on my door. It’s probably another neighbor wondering what all the screeching and crashing is going on. I open the door, ready to explain, but Grant is standing there.

“Are you okay? What the fuck is going on in here?” Grant pulls me behind him as he goes into protector mode, and it makes me fall for him even more.

“I’m good. Chrissy attacked me, but I handled it. We probably need to call the police, though.” I come from behind Grant and point to a still moaning Chrissy.

“I heard all the noise, and it scared the shit outta me.”

“She attacked me out of nowhere. Pretty sure she’s an Alexa Ash fan.” I shake my head at the craziness of it all.

“No, she’s a lot more than that.”

***

Once the police get here, they pretty much tell me that they can’t arrest Chrissy because it’s her word against mine. She told them I attacked her first, and I told them the truth.

But they said I willingly let her in, so she wasn’t trespassing. We were advised to just stay away from each other. The fucking police. They won’t do anything unless somebody is hurt or worse.

Grant insisted that we go to his place because he didn’t like the idea of Chrissy and me being in the same vicinity, so I packed a bag and went with him without any pushback. I called CeCe and told her what happened, and of course, I got all of the “I told you so ” from my bestie. She was right, so I just took it.

But now that we are settled in at Grant’s he’s ready to give me the rundown on my cray cray neighbor.

“So, Chrissy? What’d you find out about her?” I ask, curling up beside Grant on his couch.

“Yeah, she’s actually Alexa’s cousin and she works on her marketing team.”

“Wait, what?” I sit up, looking into Grant’s dark, serious gaze.

“You heard me, darlin’. Not only is she her family, but she runs all of the social media accounts. And a few troll accounts as well.”

“So, you’re telling me Chrissy isn’t just a crazed fan. She’s her cousin! And she was getting paid to harass me. Chrissy was my crazy online stalker.” I shake my head at the absurdity of it all. “Well, at least she was paid. It could’ve been some dude in his mama’s basement doing it for free.” I shrug.

It doesn’t make me feel any better about being harassed online, but at least I don’t have a stalker. I was worried about some man being obsessed, and it was my neighbor the entire time. I hope now that we know it’s her the harassment will stop.

“She was also the one who leaked the picture of me and Mark that night. She’s been leaking lots of pictures. I think that’s why she showed up today; she was probably planning to leak something else online.” Grant shakes his head.

“The police won’t arrest her for any of that, though,” I sigh.

“No, but I guarantee that she will stay away from you. I took care of that. I let Alexa’s team know that I will leak every negative piece of information I have on her online. And I have plenty. I even gave them a little preview.

Grant shows me an arrest record that’s a mile long. Apparently it was expunged. How he got it, I’ll never ask. But as I scan through the document the charges go from DUI’s, drunk and disorderly charges, assault, and even public nudity.

Damn! This girl is a whole mess.

“I’m sure her team doesn’t want her squeaky clean teeny bopper image to be ruined by the truth. So, you don’t have to worry about Chrissy or Alexa anymore. Both have been warned to stay away from you.”

“Well, damn. I guess I don’t need a bodyguard after all.” I smirk at Grant he frowns.

I can’t keep a straight face for long because Grant’s pout is adorable. I smile at him, and he shakes his head, grabbing me by the waist. He kisses me soundly, and I know everything will be fine.