Fairytale of New York COMPLETE | By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 3100 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Chapter Eleven
Logan only packed a small bag of things to take with her to London. She didn't need her male clothes anymore and only had a few feminine things. Orlando told her she could go shopping when she got to London, his sister Sam had already agreed to take her to a few good stores. The security firm that Orlando had hired, agreed to send to men with Logan to London and once there a local firm would take over and the bodyguards would return to New York. Orlando would also have two guards with him for the time being. He would be happy to leave New York behind and return to London for a few months.
They drove to the airport and Orlando stayed with her while she waited for her flight. When the boarding announcement was called, she looked at him sadly.
“Be careful. Please.”
“I will. Don't worry. I am not crazy. Call me when you get to London, no matter what time it is.” He told her.
“Alright. I'll see you then.” She said. He smiled and tilted her chin so he could kiss her goodbye.
“Good bye Logan.”
“Bye Orlando.”
He watched her plane take off and then left. Returning with his security to his hotel. where he tried to study his lines for the following day. He was determined that his part would be done on time so he could get back to Logan. He already missed her. But he was glad that she was away from Chad. She would be safe and never have to worry about that monster again.
Logan had never been on a plane before and was nervous, her bodyguards, sitting on either side of her assured her it would be fine and they kept her entertained with jokes and stories. She was relieved when they landed and she was safely on ground again. The London security was waiting for them at the airport, they drove them to Orlando's house in the city and his sister Sam was waiting there for them.
“It's so nice to meet you. Even under the awful circumstances.” She said taking Logan into her arms for a welcoming hug. “Come on, I'll take up up to Orlando's room. I'm going to stay in the room across the hall and keep you company, if that's alright?”
“I don't want to be a bother to you.” Logan told her.
“A bother? Getting to stay in this posh home, shopping and eating on Orlando's tab? Hardly a bother.” She laughed and Logan couldn't help but laugh with her. She was a friendly and open woman, making sure that Logan had a small meal to eat before going to sleep. Logan called Orlando before she went to sleep.
“So you're settled in?” He asked.
“Yes. Sam is so nice.” Logan told him.
“She is.”
Logan yawned and Orlando said. “You are tied. I'll let you go to sleep and I'll call you tomorrow.”
“Alright. Thanks for everything Orlando.”
“Night.”
Logan fell asleep in Orlando's huge comfy bed that smelled like him with a sense of well being like she had never had.
The next day Sam took Logan shopping. Logan had her own money saved from working but Sam insisted that Orlando wanted Sam to put everything on his charge card. Reluctantly Logan agreed and she soon learned that trying to argue with Sam was useless. No matter how many times Logan said something was too expensive or she didn't need it, Sam ignored her and had the saleslady add it to the bill. Logan wasn't sure why she needed three evening gowns but Sam ignored her protests.
“You'll thank me for this one day Logan.” Sam told her. Logan by that point had just nodded, deciding she could return them all when Orlando came to London.
They went for an early dinner later and they discovered they both loved some of the same books and movies. Sam invited Logan to join her Yoga class and Logan decided she should. She had nothing else to occupy her time and she was in horrible condition, she cringed at the memory of the rock climbing wall and how she had almost had a heart attack. They went back to Orlando's, put away all of Logan's clothes and Sam went left Logan alone for a bit, telling her that they were going to the hair salon the next day and shopping for some make up and beauty products for Logan.
“She is so full of energy...like Orlando.” Logan mused at the now closed door.
When he called her that night he laughed at her description of the day.
“You don't like shopping?”
“I love shopping. But I really don't need all those clothes. And shoes? I haven't ever owned more then two pair of high heeled shoes at a time. And I bought underwear today that costs more then most of the clothes I have owned.” She sounded embarrassed but at the mention of panties, Orlando couldn't help but picture, silky black and red panties, trimmed in lace and little ties on the side.
“Oh God don't talk about panties.” He groaned.
“Sorry.” She apologized. “I'll be sure not to mention the bras then.” She giggled.
“Bras...? How long til I get to come to London again?”
“13 days.”
“Not quite an eternity, but it feels like one.” He said.
“I know. Has there been any news on Chad?” She asked.
“Thankfully no. Maybe he has gone back to St. Louis.” Orlando said hopefully.
“I don't think so. I bet he is still hoping to get me.” She told him.
“Well he can't; nobody except for me and the bodyguards know where you are. I'm sure he has to get back to his own life, he has a job right?”
“Yes. But Chad never gives up. Just be careful.”
“I will Logan, I have two huge bodyguards at all times.”
“Good. Stay safe.”
“I promise.”
Things stayed quiet until eight days later. Orlando had become complacent, thinking that the threat of Chad was now gone, but he still had his bodyguards and luckily for Orlando they had not let their guard down. They all got out of the car after a long day on the set, to go inside the hotel. It was well after midnight and Orlando was exhausted, just wanting a long hot shower and a good nights sleep. They left the vehicle and walked toward the hotel when Chad stepped out from between two parked cars, holding a knife.
“Tell me where she is.” He demanded. He looked terrible to Orlando. His hair was a mess, he had dark purple circles under his eyes and veins popping out in is face and neck. Orlando could see actually foam in the corners of Chad's lips. The two guards immediately placed themselves between Chad and Orlando. Chad was in such a state of desperate fury he didn't notice, he only saw Orlando, the man he saw as taking Logan away from him.”Tell me before I cut your balls off.”
The bodyguards began to try to talk Chad down, telling him he didn't want to do this and he didn't want to hurt anyone. Meanwhile the doorman for the hotel noticed the exchange and called 911 from his desk beside the door.
“Mr. Bloom, please go inside.” One of the guards instructed. Orlando nodded his head and started backing up towards the door.
Chad lunged at Orlando when he saw his prey trying to escape. The two guards grabbed him and he fought to escape. There was a brief scuffle, resulting in one guard getting sliced across the forearm with the knife, before Chad was face down on the ground with his arms behind his back and a 230 lbs bodyguard sitting on his back and Orlando was safely behind the door to the hotel out of harms way.
The police arrived quickly when they learned an A-List celebrity had been attacked and took Chad into custody. The bodyguard was taken to the hospital for stitches and Orlando and the other guard went to the police station to give statements. The case appeared to be open and shut, with the attack toward Orlando, the injury to the bodyguard and Teddy's vicious beating, coupled with the hotel security footage, Chad would be charged. The cop in charge of the investigation Lt. Nickels seemed to think there was a good chance that Chad would not receive bail and would stay in custody until his trial.
Several hours later Orlando called Logan, it was early morning in London and she was asleep.
“Sorry I woke you up.” He apologized wearily.
“It's alright. I went to yoga with Sam again today and I was worn out, I fell asleep waiting for you to call.” She looked at the clock beside the bed and finally noticed the time. “You're home late.”
“I am. I've been at the police station.” He told her. She was instantly awake, terrified he had been hurt.
“Are you alright? What happened?”
“I'm fine. Everyone is fine. Chad tried to have a conversation with me. My bodyguards didn't like his way with words. He didn't even got close to me.”
“Oh thank God. What did he say?”
“He wanted you. He had a knife.”
Logan could tell Orlando was trying to keep her calm by not going into details. “A knife? He is crazy.”
“Yes he is. But he is in police custody now and should be for a while at least. It's over.” He said. Logan started to cry. She was free. She would never have to be afraid again. If she left towels on the floor she wouldn't get a busted lip. She would never be pushed down on the ground again and kicked. She didn't have to look over her shoulder or hesitate before making a decision again.
“Don't cry Logan....no one was hurt seriously. The bodyguard only needed eight stitches.”
“I am just so relieved. I can't explain it.” She sobbed.
“You don't have to. It's totally alright.”
He stayed on the phone with her for another 15 minutes while she cried, neither talking to the other but comforted by the others presence just the same.
tbc....
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