Mr. Mafia's Bodyguard

Chapter three

The lady lay on the floor there wriggling and wriggling trying to squeeze herself out of the man's grip. He pinned her two hands up above her head, her clothes was torn and he breasts were threatening to spill out, he lay on top of her, struggling to unbuckle his belt with one hand. His head shot up to me as I slammed the the door open, his eyes were bloody red, wide and almost unblinking. He seemed like some psychopath. I quickly slammed my fist into his face and jammed my heel boot against his back, he groaned loudly, falling to the girl. His body crushing hers. I placed my hands on his shoulders, trying to pull the man off her. He suddenly sprang up, hitting his elbow against my face, causing me to fall and tumble backwards. He got up from the girl, walking towards me, his bloodshot eyes threatening to bulge out of their sockets in anger.

I brought my fingers to my aching nose. Pushing myself backwards by my butt, as the man surged forward, I rolled, letting him land into the hard floor.

It was only then that I notice the bitch I was trying to save had run out leaving me here, maybe she went to go get help I prayed. I quickly dashed at the man before he could get up, slamming my boot into his back twice and hard. He cried out. I clenched my fists punching hard into his face and crunching his nose, I felt the sticky substance on my hand as I let him go. Blood. His nose was bleeding. The man turned on his back, his eyes weak and threatening to pass out, yet angry and determined. He staggered to his feet as I watched, standing at ease. Just as he stood completely, I rushed at him, driving my knee hard into his balls. He screamed, and just at that moment Hector and Stephano rushed in, the scared girl standing behind them.

Stephano rushed at the man as he fell to the ground, he drove his fists into his already bloody face severally. He jacked him up to his feet, slamming his back against the wall. Hector surged dragging Stephano off the man, just to land a punch of his own. My eyes turned to the girl as she sobbed covering her chest with her arms, she was looking at Hector drilling his fist into the man. And then my mind got it together, she was Hector's girl.

The man fell to the floor, unconscious, my heart skipped a beat wondering if he was dead buy as I saw his chest rise and fall ever so lightly, I had my answer and I calmed down.

Hector walked towards the girl, grabbing her and placing her head on his chest as she walked her eyes out. He rubbed her back reassuringly.

"I told you not to come here." He angrily whispered into her ear, pain and distress audible in his voice. She only wailed louder, squeezing his shirt in her palms.

Hector glanced up at me, he smiled genuinely, "thanks."

I nodded my head returning his smile with a small one.

I felt Stephano's hand grab my arm as he said "let's go."

We walked out the place, and as I opened the door to get in the front seat. He placed his hand on the door, slamming it shut. I looked him in the eye, shock evident in my eyes.

"What...?" I opened my mouth to ask.

"You will seat beside me." He spoke, his face serious as usual, his tone was commanding. His eyes were unreadable.

"Okay." I answered lightly, he held the  back door open for me and I got in, he did the same, slamming the door shut as the driver drove off.

We sat on silence.
I resisted the urge to whimper as my body ached from the fight. I wondered if the girl was okay and what could have happened to her if I did t get there. Women need to be stronger for situations like this.

"What were you doing in there?" Stephano's cold, angry voice jolted me back into reality.

I held my aching left arm with my right hand, rubbing it.