My Butterfly: You Cannot Fly From Me

INTRODUCTION:

I held his head on my legs as I try to stop the bleeding with my sweater that I just ripped off. I scream for help. "God, please. Do not die on me, you asshole." I scream at him. "Maya come on Let's go."

He tried to pull me up. "NO, Baby you were right. He is a killer"

I screamed looking up at my brother. I can hear the lights from the ambulance speeding to my cries. "I should hate you, but I do not. God Damn it, I love you. Please, stay with me."

I whisper to him as he looked down confused. "You love him." "Yes, you asshole. I love him and I pregnant with his baby" I screamed back.

"If you would just hear him out and got to the bottom of this stupid feud then we could be a happy family, one day."

He disappeared as the ambulance is pulling up as he whispers, " I am so sorry." I am frozen as they get him into ambulance and the police pull me to question me on the events that had led to him being shot.

"Come on, your butterfly is here. I am here. Please babe stay with me."

I start packing up the laptop when Kristen comes over to my office. "Hey there bestie, or should I say Boss" she said giving me a hug. "Thank you so much. I been waiting to make this promotion for so long." I said as she allowed me to go. "So, you heading to that hot brother of yours" she said as she was going to faint.

"Oh, stop it, I do not want to hear about your dirty dreams of my brother. And yes, he asked me to watch his house for a couple months while he is on a business trip." I said and shook my head. "Ok Maya, I will send you over the manuscripts that needs to be overlooked."

She stated as she walked to the door of the office. "Yes, give me about a day to settle in and I will start working on them. Do not forget that it is only about an hour away so, if you ever want to stop by, please do not hesitate." I said as I grabbed my bag to head out. "What is it that your brother actually does again" she asked as my short skinny finger pressed the button for the elevator. "I believe it something to do with real-estate for a big company. He deals with closing and

overlooking the property."

I answered as we walked into the elevator. "With that fancy house of his, they must be paying him very well." She said as we walked out into the lobby. "I guess so. I do not ask what they pay him." I opened the door to allow Kristen to walk into the garage. "Either way. I am going to miss my best friend." She said as she gave me a hug when we reached my car.

"Listen, it is only going to be a month that I will be away from work. After that, I will be making the drive back and forth until my brother gets back from his trip. We always house sit for each other." I explained as I got my keys out of my bag. "Yeah, I know but it still going to feel like forever. I will come up next weekend. I want to be beach side on that private beach of his." She said as I opened my car door. I leaned over to start the car, "I will make sure to have your favorite drink ready for you!"

She walked to her car which only couple cars over from mine as I backed out of the parking spot and stopped to make sure she got in before taking off. I turned on the radio when my Bluetooth on the radio started to ring.

I hit the button on the steering wheel to answer the phone, "Marc, have you already landed?" "Hey there, Maya. No, I am just about to get on the plane. I just wanted to make sure that you didn't forget anything and to make sure to pick up dog food for Bullet." His voice can be heard over the speaker of the car.

I replied to him as I turned on to the highway, "Yes, I got the dog food for Bullet and packed the car last night. Now, I am heading straight to the house." He laughed "Not a shocker, you were always prepared even when we were kids." I started to laugh "Yup, and you where the one always late. Let me guess, you had to change your flight because you missed the first one."

You can hear the embarrassment in his voice. "Of course. Oh, before I forget, there will be a coworker stopping by either tonight or tomorrow to get an envelope that is on my desk in my office. Please, make sure to give it to him when he gets there. His name is Derek." I ensured him that I would make sure Derek gets the envelope before we hung up.

I pulled up into the driveway when I pushed the car garage button on the steering wheel. Since I live in the city and do not have a car garage, when Marc bought the car for me, he programed his garage to work for when I house sit.

This was a way that he didn't have to give me a spare key and leave his door open that enters the house from the garage. I left the car door open as I shut off the car to take a deep breath of the ocean that was behind me.

I heard Bullet in the house going crazy while I gather my stuff from the car and carrying into the house. "Hey Buddy" I said as I opened the door and hit the button on the side to close the garage door before Bullet gets free.

Once he is free, that is it. His name is called Bullet for a reason. I placed my stuff on the side so I can greet Bullet. "Yes, I missed you too." I said as I rub my hand on the back of his black coat of hair. He is a Pitbull and is trained to protect those that he loves. He is extremely protective over me.

I lifted from the hardwood floor to flick on the lights and see a sink full a dish ready for me to clean. "Asshole" I whispered as I take out my phone and text Marc.

"Hey Asshole if you can read this on the plane. Thanks for the sink full of dishes."

I can see the three dots as he replied.

"Oh, Sorry and Thank you sis. I owe you"

I placed my phone on the counter, "I bet you are sorry."

I placed my ear buds in my ears and put on my 90s track and turned it up. I fed Bullet then let him out back to do his business. The backyard is fenced in so he cannot escape from the yard that looks over the ocean.

After shutting the screen door, I grab my things and walked up the staircase to the guest bedroom. I opened the door then searched with my hands for the light switch to see a perfectly made king size bed and threw my bags on the bed. I head back downstairs to do the dishes that my brother kindly left for me to do. I danced while doing the dishes and sang my lungs out. I knew that I would not bother the neighbors here where we're so far part from each other unlike my apartment in the city.

I closed my eyes as I was dancing when I turned towards the foyer. I opened my eyes to see a very well-built man standing in the kitchen while holding a gun to me.

"Who the hell are you?" he said.

"Who the hell are you"? He repeated as I can hear Bullet barking aggressively, feeling that I am in trouble behind the glass slider door that this stranger must have closed. "Who Am I" I yelled at him.

He got closer to me so I can see him better "Do not forget who is holding the gun."

"I am Maya. This is my brother's house." I cried as I was trembling while he walked closer to me. "Marc has a sister? Where is he?" He looked confuse. I replied looking down at the gun as he came towards me, "He is on a business trip. He does not return for about three months."

He bowed his head down and shook his head, "It was supposed to be him, not you." I tried not to stumble my words "And what, are you going to kill him. Are you going to kill me?"

I felt the cold of the barrel of the gun hit my shirt up against my skin "He killed my father and I..." I interrupted him "What are you talking about? My brother is not a killer. He is in real estate."

He laughed, "Oh he is in real estate alright. Is that how he is hiding his family from his real life?" I looked at him confused "What are you talking about?" He looked at me with his big brown eyes into my deep blue eyes when he said "Oh Butterfly, He is a killer, he is not a good guy, and he killed my father. I am not a good guy either but at least my family knows who I am."

I backed into the refrigerator trying to look away from this mad man "I do not believe you. Are you going to kill me?"

He closed into me slowly "No, I have no intention killing a sexy looking woman such as you, I am here for Marc and only Marc. His little business trip placed a snag in my plans, so I am just going to have to wait for him here until he gets back."

My eyes started to tear up "You are going to let me go." He laughed "Are you kidding me? You are my leverage and if I were to let you go the first thing you would do is run to the cops or warn your brother. We cannot have that." He lifted the gun up to my chin "You and I are going to playhouse. And if you want to live you will not try to escape. Do you understand me" I held my chin higher, so I do not feel the cold steal of the gun. "Yes".

He smiled at me as he pulled the gun away from my chin and I whisper to myself "Shit". I heard Bullet in the backyard barking and trying to get to this monster "Can you shut that dog up before I put a bullet into him."

I shook my head as I went to the slider door with a treat. I slowly opened the door with the treat then grabbed his collar "Here Bullet, calm down buddy." He laughed.

"Bullet priceless. He named his dog Bullet. Put that dog into the garage." I walked Bullet to the garage and let him go.

He stared back at me with puppy eyes like he understood that right now is not the time to try to protect me. As I shut the door, I made him aware "I will need to check in on him every now and then. Making sure he has food and water."

He pushed me to the stairs "Fine, I think it is time to turn in." I stopped in my tracks at the bottom of the stairs "Turn in. You are not planning on staying in my room?" He pushed me "where do you think I am going to be. And let us be clear, I am a light sleeper, do not get any ideas."

I opened the door and turned on the light. "Can I take a shower at least?" He looked over at the bathroom door, "Sure, but give me your phone." He held out his hand. He must have seen me sneak my phone when we walked to the stairs. I handed over the phone as he stated, "And the ear buds', butterfly." I snatched them from my jean pockets that was snugged up against my hips. "Happy?" I snapped.

He held up the gun to the back of my shirt as he pulled me into him "Yes, like I said before, no ideas. I have the gun and I have the control. I can do whatever I want and whenever I want." I felt him push me away from him with the gun towards the bathroom as I walked into the bathroom as I placed my hands on the door.

I heard him say "No, No. Door open." I took my hand off the door without looking back at him then made sure I had a towel nearby. I stepped into the shower full clothed where he had full view.

I undressed in the shower and threw the clothes on to the floor then ran the water.

"No shit, he is not here. But his sister is. NO, I will wait here. I have company." I heard him say as I shut off the water and grabbed the towel. He quickly told the person on the line that he had to go and studied me while I stood in the doorway in a towel.

Water is still dripping from my hair down my back and into the towel as I looked at the gun that was halfway tucked his blue jeans "Can I have that black bag right there on the bed." I pointed to the bed where he was sitting, "What do you need out of it. I'll get it." He said as he opened the bag. I shook my head looking to the ground "Just a t-shirt and a pair sweatpants."

He took them out of the bag and walked over to me. He got so close to me that I can felt his shirt cling to me from water that is still drying on my skin as he whispered, "Ooo, no panties. This could get interesting." I snatched the clothes from his hand then went into the shower to get dress "No, this will not get interesting" I yelled as I teared up.

He laid down on the bed after moving all my things in front of the dresser. He placed his gun on the nightstand as I stood there looking at him.

He looked up at me "Well, butterfly. It is time to go to sleep." He patted the other side of the bed. I protested "I am not lying next to you." He reached over to the nightstand to grab the gun "you do as I say". I bowed my head down and laid next to him under the covers. "I will sleep on top of the covers if that makes you feel better." He stated as he lifted his shirt over his head revealing his muscular built body to me.

"Thank you" I started to feel guilty for even looking at his prefect body. "How do you know my brother" I asked as I looked at the ceiling. "Your brother and I run in the same group of thugs."

I got mad at him and lifted off the bed as I faced him "My Brother is NOT a Thug"! He laughed "We went through this before butterfly. He is a thug. You do not know your brother as well as you think you do."

I laid back into the comfort of the mattress "You do not know my brother as well as I do. I would know and I do not even know what to call you beside a monster." He turned to me and placed his hand softly on my chin "Oh butterfly, I wish that were the case. My father would be a live and maybe we would have met some other way. But this is the truth. He is a thug. Now please shut those pretty ocean blue eyes of yours and go to sleep."

He took a deep breath in then said, "Tony is my name".

I stared up at the ceiling thinking to myself. This cannot be true. My brother is not a killer. There is no way. I know we had a tough childhood and he feared for our lives until we were able to escape out of that hell but really a THUG. Not him. Cannot be true.

Now, I have to "Playhouse" with this monster until you meet your faith by his hands. Why does he have to be so good looking" I started to fade off.

"No, Daddy. NO. I am sorry. I am so sorry. Please do not hit me again."