Chapter 14

Well I certainly enjoyed my rest, the nap was nice, Christy and Kayla were nice, and the movie was nice. Now its time to move onto the not so nice part of my life. What are we gonna do about Chan?It's gotta be something Kayla won't be upset about, or something she won't know about. Both are hard to achieve.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Christy whispered from behind me. I was startled out of my thoughts, I had been absently reading something in the kitchen, some cookbook.

"Oh, um…nothing really." I put the cookbook down and leaned back. "So, what's up?"

"Well it just seems like you're really troubled about something."

"You know me that well eh?" Christy smiled when I said that. "Well to tell the truth I've been wondering about what to do about Chan. We gotta take him out of the picture somehow, but it can't be too harsh because he's Kayla's dad."

"Quite the dilemma isn't it?"

"Yeah, I just don't want to hurt Kayla." I closed my eyes and leaned back further till the front two legs of the chair was off the ground.

"I don't care." I fell off the chair when I heard Kayla's voice behind me.

"Oh shit," I stood up and smiled sheepishly. "Don't care about what?"

"You know what I'm talking about. I don't care about him, he's never really paid any attention to me, I was always an afterthought to him. All he cared about was his business, which I knew nothing about till now." Kayla sounded cold and serious, so I guess my dilemma was solved. "If you want to kill him, I won't stop you."

"Thanks…I guess." I set the chair upright again and sat back down. "Now it's up to Matt."

A few hours later something caught my attention, Matt was installing video cameras all over the house, when I asked him about it he showed me his control room. It was basically a surveillance station, all the cameras in the house were linked up to a screen in the surveillance station. There were ten in total, covering eighty percent of the house.

"So why the cameras?" I was wondering what was going on. What would make Matt install all these?

"Well, there will be an attack on us by Chan soon, a reliable source tipped me off." Matt finished plugging in all the wired and switched the station on, I saw the front door, out side, the kitchen, den, and pretty much every other part of the house.

"Hm…I'll remember to have sex in the bathroom from now on, seeing how you got a camera in my room." I laughed and Matt smacked me on the head.

"Quite fooling around, this is serious. And besides I doubt you'd be having sex anytime soon with any one of those two girls. We have to be prepared. The two girls will be operating this when we get attacked. One on guard one sending us info." Matt adjusted the angles of the screen a bit as he talked.

"Which two girls?"

"Who else?" Matt looked at me.

"Right…our two non-combatants." I suddenly realized the other reason for this station, it was to keep Christy and Kayla out of danger since they're always so keen to help. Now they can…safely for the most part.

"This room is completely bullet proof and its locked with a retinal scanner, cheap effective and nearly impossible to hack. So think of this a locker for the girls. Safely store them here while we're busy eh?" Matt smiled and left me to play around with his surveillance system.

I panned the one in the kitchen around, Christy noticed the sound and looked into the camera. She frowned and pointed to it while talking to someone off screen, probably Kayla. Then I saw Matt come down, he explained about the camera and the frown disappeared from Christy's face. Kayla waved at the camera and I smiled.

I shut off the station and went back down stairs.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes sir."

"Tonight then."

"Yes sir."

"Sooooo bored…" I moaned, I was completely out of ideas on how to entertain myself. "Nothing to do, and nothing I really want to do."

"Oh really?" There was a sly expression on Christy's face. "Nothing at all hun?"

I sat up on the couch. "Not a thing. Why? Do you think there's something to keep me from being bored out of my mind?"

"Yeah, I do. But the problem is, I'm not sure whether you deserve it or not seeing how you got another girlfriend…" Christy still had that expression.

"What are you getting at…?" Christy started to approach me and I started moving farther away from her till she cornered me at my end of the couch. "So…what do you have in mind?"

"Kiss me."

"Hun?" Should've seen it coming.

"Come on, we're both bored, kiss me to kill some time." She leaned in and I tried to back away further but she really had me cornered. Oh well might as well go with it, it might be like old times again. When our lips were almost touching Christy grabbed my nose.

"Stop breathing, you're tickling me." Then she pressed her lips onto mine. For a long time.

My hands first started shaking, then my face turned red, passed through the shades of violet then eventually turned blueish, she finally let go of me and I threw her off of me. I started gasping for breath and I looked at the clock. Holy shit, I haven't had oxygen for like five minutes.

"Ok, next time you kiss me, don't kill me." I watched as she dashed out of the den and into the kitchen. I heard her gurgling water for a while then she came back in.

"Note to self, never kiss to kill time. Did you brush your teeth this morning?"

"Um…yes?" I laughed, I hadn't even taken a shower yet, and it was already four in the afternoon. My hair was a mess and Christy probably picked the worst time to kiss me. "At least Kayla lets me breath when she kisses me."

"Wait…so you're saying she kissed you for five minutes?"

"Um…no?" I laughed some more. "Just kidding, to tell the truth that was the first time anyone did that to me. I thought I was gonna die there for a second."

"Hey!" Christy picked up a cushion and threw it at me. "That's not funny."

"Yeah, I know, that was scary." I dodged a few more cushions and stashed them safely behind me so she couldn't throw them at me again.

She gave up on throwing cushions and instead jumped on me. We sank into the couch and the last thing I did before she kissed me again was to throw a cushion at the video camera in the den.