? My Bodyguard is a Girl ?
(He’s gay ?❤️??/ She’s bad ⚡)
?️ Episode 59 ?️
Penned by : Wise Wisdom
★ A glimpse of Hope 2 ✨
❎ Don’t copy or Repost ❎
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We arrived at new Orleans pretty late than expected, it’s kinda funny because i never expected to feel so nervous, the only thing on my head was how do i tell him am his mother?
Will he believe me?
He’ll surely ask questions like: I thought you are a man, why dress like a man when you are woman, how do i answer all that?
I h@të this feeling, i can’t remember the last time i felt this way, i truly can’t.
Stay calm feisty, everything will be fine.
I’m here with you aren’t i ?
I took a glance at him before averting my gaze back to my quivering hands, i can’t believe i am feeling this way.
He held my hands and kissed them softly.
“I promise you everything will be fine, I’m here for you, we’ll explain everything to him, together okay!”
I relaxed my head on his arms getting ready to feel the cool breeze of Orleans; i noticed the driver’s eyes glancing at us from time to time, which is pretty suspicious i guess.
Do you remember your reaction when i told you that you are going to meet Corentin?
You stood still staring into blank space, then immediately you rushed towards me with a straight face, glaring at me so beautifully.
“Do you take me for a fool! or is the matter related my son some prank to you?”
You blurt averting your eyes from my gaze when you noticed you were about to cry.
Valerie tilt her head to take a look at his face; his beautiful face that leaves her stunned each time.
What else did you remember?
She uttered playing with his chest; her hands were draw invisible circles on him.
Mm let’s see. I hugged you and told you that i would never play such a prank on you, after that i explained how the whole process took place, how he was kidnapped when him and his female friend were playing.
After many explanations you finally believe me an instantly you cried, cried out your eyes and started asking how we could get our plane ticket so that first thing in the morning we would go to him.
And then you broke the news that you already have a private jet to take us there, “I added planting my lips on his soft lips for a kiss.”
“You are my hero, my saving star an i love you.”
I love you more Valerie Zane Smith.
We both laugh at his last words. “Valerie Zane Smith” pretty much ironic.
We arrived at a building quit far from houses around, the place looks peaceful an quiet if not way to quiet.
“Are you sure Corentin isn’t scared here?”
I asked with worry when the thought of Corentin being scared to look through the window came to mind.
Trust me he is fine, Corentin love adventures and the outdoors, so he he pretty much happy and he’s not being treated wrong so calm down and let’s go in.
Is this where Corentin is?
Mrs Smith asked as she stared suspiciously at the environment.
Yes Mrs Smith, he’s inside and he’s safe.
I had to bring him here so we can avoid uncertain occurrence.
Please let’s go in am cold as it stands.
Sage whispered pushing her way in right before Mrs Smith changes her mind and they would have to turn back.
As they walked inside their eyes scanned the room; it was quiet small but very comfortable an home like. “With two sofa, a lamp, TV set and a fire place.
Two men approached them, they were both looking calm and responsible, way too responsible to be kidnappers; they look more like a gentleman.
Uh!.. aren’t you two looking so responsible to be kidnappers?
Sage blurt the words out of Valerie’s mouth.
The men chuckled. We get that all the time, but we don’t kidnap without a good reason, so that’s what differentiate us from the other kidnappers you’re aware of.
“Oh!… I see.” She mumbled.
“Uncle Etienne,” The voice of Corentin came out as sharp as a whistle.
He was shocked, dumbfounded, never in his life had he thought his uncle would really kidnap him but what caught his attention was the blue eye man he’d recognize anywhere.
Uncle Zane. What are you doing here? He shrugged.
Corentin, listen to me uncle Etienne can explain everything to you, please calm down.
Am calm, trust me i really am and that’s why i am not screaming or anything.
First of all, I’ll start by saying i am not freaking out because i can see uncle Zane here, and i know when he is around he won’t let you or anyone hurt me.
Secondly; I am calm because you brought me to a very cool environment or else, i would have screamed out so loud that this house would collapse like a sand castle.
Etienne found himself giggling at Corentin’s word.
Corentin brows knot in disapproval.
“Does it sounds funny?” Uncle Etienne, do i look like a comedian to you?
Like mr Bean to you?
Etienne shook his head as he notice the anger in Corentin’s voice.
Am sorry little champ, i had to have men kidnap you so that i can bring you here and talk to you.
I know you didn’t just bring me here to talk, so now tell me who really is my mother?
Etienne wasn’t surprise to hear those words coming out of Corentin’s mouth, he knew his nephew was a smart kid however it wasn’t the same for Valerie who had a similar look to that of Mrs Smith and Sage: they were all taken aback by what he just said.
Oh yes uncle Zane, i know my daddy is my real father an my mummy isn’t my real mother nevertheless, all am asking since it seems that you might have an idea about who my real mother is, considering from the fact that you are here with uncle Etienne. It is only possible that he knows you in an out, an that he trust you and that’s why you are here with us.
So all asking is that who really is my real mother!
One i know it can’t be this lovely an beautiful middle age woman by your side, i also know that it can’t be this lady standing by the beautiful woman’s side.
You might ask i say so, so this is my explanation: this lady in person doesn’t looks like me, she’s slim, she doesn’t have beautiful blue eyes like mime, which am guessing i got it from my mother, but most of all i don’t feel the connection.
It is believed that a son will always feel the connection to his mother and am certainly not feeling any connection from this lady, all i feel is the cold she feels.
Everyone apart from Sage and Valerie burst into laughter; it’s indeed a funny sight to behold as he kept demonstrating with his hands while pacing front and back.
Do you want to know what’s annoying mr lovely blue eyes man?
That fact that you called me slim and you never bother to address me as beautiful, an that is so harsh. Sage retorted sharing fervent stares with Corentin.
“I am so sorry if my words annoyed you, you are indeed beautiful with the brightest skin complexion I’ve ever seen.”
Sage blushed at his remark, her eyes rolling from side to side as she couldn’t help but grin.
“Do you mean that i have a beautiful complexion?”
Most certainly you do ma’am, why would i lie?
He added smiling so innocently.
Okay Corentin enough with the lectures, we have a lot of time to talk, so calm down.
Etienne turned his attention to the men who later walked out with him
Valerie stared at their direction in dismay, sometimes seems off, why can’t her mind be at rest when she has finally met her son once again?
Corentin hugged her tightly, his hands wrapped around her waist.
She veered her head over to the small figure in front of her.
He let go of her waist before taking few steps backwards; Valerie squat to his height and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him so tightly.
Corentin was amazed by the sudden show of affection but was quick to letting himself swing into the warmness the hug brought.
Believe me uncle Zane, i was so scared, many thoughts couldn’t leave my mind.
She cupped his face with her hands.
“No need to fear anymore, am here for you.”
He smiled down at her and wrapped his arms around her neck once again. ‘I feel so happy to see you uncle Zane.’
Time went by and the day got darker; Mrs Smith alongside Sage found their way to the kitchen to prepare dinner and luckily for them they found lots of foodstuff alined for usage so they swiftly got into business.
Corentin trailed his feets into the kitchen, a bit shy but confident.
“Can i help in cooking grandma?” Is it okay if i call you grandma?
You look like someone who should be someone’s grand ma, i know you look young but something tells me you should be a grandma.
Mrs Smith let out a hearty laughter.
You are a sweet boy my child. She pecked his forehead.
Yes please! Do come on in and help us in washing the vegetables, an yes you can call me grandma
I would love that, i don’t have anyone calling me that.
He gasped almost immediately. “You don’t,” well then you are just in luck cause am going to be your new grandson.
Then what about me?
What would you call me?
Sage asked in excitement.
“Do you want me to call you a grandma also?”
Sage face scrunched into a frown.
Just tell me you h@të me, huh Corentin, tell me is it h@të at first sight or what?
Corentin and Mrs Smith giggled at her reaction.
Am only kidding aunty.
Am going to call you, pretty lady, how about that?
Her lips curved in satisfaction. “Pretty lady!
I like that.” She giggled dancing with her hips.
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Valerie stood in front of the window, her gaze steadied on the grasses and long trees around, the breeze blew in, filling the room with cold breeze.
Etienne took a close look at her. “What was thinking?”
He wished he can take all her worries away so she would be left with joy, nothing else but joy.
He took a close look at her hair and notice they are looking darker now, wait did she dye her hair or what?
How come he never notice until now?
Her beautiful face an flawless skin left him dazzled as he was found staring at her in awe.
He never knew that the view from the side of her face was so beautiful to stare at.
Her hair dance to the cold breeze. “Isn’t she cold?” He wondered.
He took off his jacket and placed them round her shoulders.
She tilt her head, looking startled, how come she never notice his presence?
Do you want me to close the window?
No am fine sweetie, thank you! Am only wondering on how i should tell him that am his mother, or that his beloved father R@PED me or the fact that after his father R@PED me he was stolen from me an ever since then i never got to see him again until now.
Etienne, Corentin is going to h@të me, he’ll call everything i utter a lie and he will never believe me.
I don’t want to loose him, however i don’t want him to get scared, to think, to worry, to h@të his father or even his life.
How do i walk up to him an say, hey am your mother and i have prove
How do i explain that am a woman and not a man to a seven year old child?
So now tell how do i explain such things?
My heart is breaking into Etienne, am lost in thoughts because even if i have my child now, i can not tell him the truth at least for now.
I won’t be able to cuddle him, or tell him bed time story as a mother should.
Here sweetness, stay calm shh.
He hushed her while patting her back with his hands.
Everything will settle Valerie, i promise you.
He carried her to the bed in bridal style as he saw that her legs were wobbly and unable to move.
Etienne; she called softly.
“Yes my feisty.”
What about those men, where are they?
I sent them off, the only ones remaining are the driver and two other bodyguard I’ve employed.
She sighed in satisfaction, her body felt tired, so tired, though she was happy to be with her son once again but the fear in her heart wouldn’t let her find peace.
Soon after her eyes closed itself like one who just had an overdose of drug, an she drift into dream land.
Etienne walked to the dining that was settled very close to the living. Dinner was served already, he couldn’t help but mulled over how long he spent with Valerie.
Where is uncle Zane? Little Corentin inquired an somehow Etienne could swear he heard pain resting somewhere below that voice.
He’s sleeping little champ, why don’t you have something to eat so i put you to sleep.
Corentin nodded with a faint smile.
Am fine uncle Etienne, truly i am fine. “Can i sleep with uncle Zane tonight?”
Etienne held his spoonful of soup in the air, obviously shocked by Corentin’s request.
Sure why not champ.
They all had dinner that night before retiring to bed, Etienne slept on the sofa in the living room since Corentin wanted sleeping with his uncle Zane while Mrs Smith and Sage shared the second room.
Corentin stared at the woman sleeping peacefully in front of him his mind flashed back to what he heard them discussing.
He remembered sneaking through their bags hoping to find a phone so he can call his father when he saw an envelope and out of curiosity he picked it up and what he saw left him agape.
A follice test result has been done; proving that Zane Smith and Corentin Eloise are hundred percent match.
“How in the world is that possible?”
He frowned, his brows knotted themselves in anger.
Uncle Zane was not his father, he recall hearing the men say he was going to meet his mother and not his father.
“What does this mean? Does that mean that uncle Etienne and uncle Zane are keeping something away from him?”
He won’t believe it until he face them himself and sort out the truth.
As he reached the door he heard the voice of his uncle Zane crying as she utter those mind blowing words, he took a peak and notice the person she was talking to was uncle Etienne
That means uncle Etienne knows about this. And then he heard it: “How do i tell him that am his mother, or his beloved father R@PED me or the fact that after his father R@PED me he was stolen from me an ever since then i never got to see him again until now?
He swiftly sneaked out of there so he won’t hear more, he rushed over to the bathroom and shook his head countlessly in disbelief.
He just can’t believe that his uncel was a female, and she is his mother; his blue eyes man was a woman.
“His father R@PED her!” No he can’t believe those words, uncle Zane was right after all.
Finally he came to a decision, he must find out the whole truth an to do so, he must stay closer to his mother which has now turned out to be his uncle Zane.
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T. B. C
