Mateo

“Amy,” Mr. Garcia called her when she was about to go upstairs. “We want to talk with you.”

She looked at my side and realised that it was related to me. Well, about me. 

Amelia stayed where she was for a while and came towards Alfred who was sitting on the long sized couch, Mrs. Garcia was standing beside him. 

“What is it, Al?” She asked him, looking briefly at me and turned back to him. 

“We know that you would be angry at us but this is for your safety, Amy.” Mrs. Garcia started. 

“Yes,” He nodded with her. 

I stood tall and confident, staring straight. I clenched my hands in front of my torso.

She tilted her head, “Looking for a bodyguard? Al, I told you –” 

He cut her off, “Yes, you've told me not to do this but I got to know that Noah spoke with you last night. We shouldn't leave this casually, so –I've already appointed your bodyguard.” He said. 

She gazed at me, showing off her smug. I stood straight and emotionless. 

“Mateo Williams. He will be your bodyguard from now on.” He announced, his face straight. 

She rolled her eyes and looked away. “I don't need someone to take care of me. I'm not a kid, dad. But it's okay, as it is Mr. Williams,” She mischievous smiled, “I'll accept it. 

I bowed, “I will give my best at protecting Ms. Garcia.”

Mr. Garcia gave a nod. 

“You have my schedule too, right?” She asked me. 

“Yes,” I said. 

“Great, then it's time for a meeting. Let's get going.” She said, walking out of the large living room. 

The tall doors opened automatically as she got near to it. I followed her behind, walking fastly. 

“I like this idea, but –how do you think that this will give you good results?” She asked the person who proposed a new idea to promote a new kind of perfume. 

“This perfume is made with organic and medicinal plants which makes it healthier to use. I will make sure that I send it for the test and bring you the results.” she said. 

“We'll see. I just want it to create fame for us and beat Velikiy.”

She nodded and left. When Amelia stood up and walked a little, she would have fallen – but I held her in my arms before she did. I held her waist and her neck to grip her properly. She looked unconscious and calm. 

I pushed away a few strands which fell on her soft flower-like face. For a minute, I admired how gorgeous she looked. Even at this moment. 

“You're her bodyguard?” The doctor asked. 

“Yes,” I paused, “I am.”

“How many times did this happen before?”

“I am not aware of this, I was just appointed as Ms. Garcia's bodyguard.” 

Unknowingly some kind of fear and worry flashed over my face and heart. 

“What happened to her? Please, tell me.” I requested. 

“It is probably sleep deprivation.”

Fear and worry replaced with confusion at this point. 

“Sleep deprivation is caused because of overtime working and not getting enough rest. This weakens the body and causes dizziness which is a symptom of sleep deprivation.” she said.

“What to do to reduce this?”

“She should get more sleep. This is the only remedy for this state. As she's weak, I'll prescribe some medicine needed. This gives her a good sleep too.”

“Thank you so much, doctor.” I said, with a slight smile. 

After talking with the doctor about her condition, I went inside the room. I saw her still unconscious. I walked towards her and took a seat nearby. 

“Why do you have to work so hard when there are so many people?” I muttered to myself. “Why?” I whispered. 

She looked calm and pleasant. Her pink full lips were dry as desert. Her face was pale. Her hair collapsed. 

“Because I love working,” She opened her eyes, “I enjoy doing it.”

“How are you feeling, Ms. Garcia?” I stood up, “I'll call the doctor.”

She held my hand, making me sit down. “Stay here. And call me Amelia.”

“Fine.”

“What did the doctor say?” she tried to sit straight, straining herself. 

“It's just that you didn't have proper sleep.” I hid it. 

“That's it?” She looked normal. 

She wasn't. Her health isn't good. But why did I lie? 

She smiled, placed her hand on mine. “What's on your mind?”

“Nothing.” 

Nothing? She is having Sleep fucking deprivation. This is kind of serious. But I shouldn't have lied in the first place. 

“When could we leave?” she asked. 

“Well, just in an hour.” I said. 

She nodded. 

___

We arrived at her mansion. When I stood outside her room as I was not supposed to enter her personal space, she stood outside with me – holding the medicine bag. 

“Good night, M– Amelia.” I said, with a smile. 

“Good night.” She was about to close it but–

I pushed her inside with me on the bed, laying above her. My lips crashed with hers in a hungry way as if we both craved for this kiss for so long. 

Then–

“Hey,” She shoved her hands in front of my eyes, “What are you dreaming?”

I came back to my thoughts. It was a dream. A wild dream, I think. 

“Nothing. Amelia, let me just call you this when we're alone.”

She nodded, “Sure.” She said, “As you wish.”

“Don't forget to sleep. I request you.” I said. 

She studied my face and said, “How do you know that I don't sleep?”

“Doctor advised you to take more rest over work.”

She agreed with a nod and shut the door. I sighed. 

When I was going downstairs, Evelyn came across me. She noticed me and stopped mid. 

“Hey,” She addressed, “What are you doing here at this hour?”

“I am appointed as Ms. Garcia's bodyguard.” 

“Is it? I thought you came in search of me.” she tilted her head. 

“No, why would I?” I quickly got down without saying another word. 

I don't know why but I feel like she is teasing me. And I don't like it. 

___

“Very good.” Noah said, “Your real task has started already.”

I smiled, and sipped some coffee. 

“You have to be with her every time and update me on every single thing.” he paused, “I trust you.”

Does he trust me? But I have already hidden the fact that Amelia is ill.

“I'm giving my best.” I managed to assure him though I know the truth.