Protection (300)

After she’d left Café Bon-Bon, Denise Chan had made a beeline for Miles Kuroda’s apartment.

When Miles opened the door, Denise suddenly felt guilty.  Running to the man she’d left, with a problem involving the man she was with.

“Miles, I’m sorry.  I’m in trouble.”

“Come, come, Dini.”

She went to the couch.

“Whas wrong?”

“Chris Andaya.  He wants to leave town.”

Miles despised Andaya’s having Denise.  He wanted to say, “Soonah da bettah,” but he managed, “Why?”

“Supposedly to change.  Stop doing what he does.”

Miles wanted to ask, “Like you wanted me fo do?” but he asked, “Das not good?”

Denise put her face in her hands.  “He wants me to go.  I don’t want to.  He says after he does a job for that Byung Yu.”

She looked up.  “More violence.  I can’t live with someone that violent.  It doesn’t matter where we’d go.  He’ll always be him.”

“Dini, I not sure I what you talking about. What you like me do?”

“Miles, sorry, I needed space.  If I say I won’t go, I don’t know what he’ll do.”

“He evah hurt you?”

“No.  But when I broke up with him, we knew, well, that it wasn’t final.  I think we knew I was taking a break.  I went back. Maybe the stupidest thing I ever did.”

“Tink he might hurt you now?”

“I don’t know.  I’m glad you’re here.”

Miles took this.  Silence.

Denise had thought she’d ask if she could stay here.  Once she stepped through the doorway, she knew that would be awkward.

“Miles, sorry.  I, I think I better go.”

Miles wanted to hug Denise, but he knew that would be awkward.

He watched her disappear down the hallway.

Frickin Chris Andaya.  If dat fuckah lays one fucking finger on her . . .

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Aloha #WriterMonday, I hope you’re doing well. Today’s #WritingPrompt is

protection

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