The bodyguard

I dont cry

I didn't bother even arguing back. I need to go and break up with him and I know that Jordan wouldn't let me go on my own.

He grabs his keys then my wrist and pulls me to the car. It's as if he wants me to break up with him as soon as possible.

I get in his car :

It's an expensive car so I wonder how much my dad actually pays him.

He drives off.

"is this the first time he ever hit you?"he asks

"he was drunk Jordan", I reply

"it doesn't fucking matter Tessa whether he was drunk or not. You didn't answer the question. Was this the first time?", he asks raising the time of his voice.

"Yes! Jesus Christ. Why are you getting so pissy about it", I say

He doesn't answer and continues staring at the road in front of him picking up speed.

"can I ask you a question now?" I break the silence

"depends what it is" he says

"what's your biggest fear?", I'm not sure why that was the first one that came to my head.

"I don't have any fears" he confidently

"Of course you don't", I reply

"alright miss sarcastic. What's your biggest fear?", he asks

"being lied to", I tell the truth

The car goes silent and we both look at each other "especially by someone I trust"

*near Brandon's house*

"it's just this street" I point to where Jordan can park. I unbuckle my seatbelt and take a deep breath

Jordan holds my thigh

"It's going to be fi-" He pauses the sentence and quickly removes his hand from my thigh after he realised he was touching me.

I open the door and Jordan opens his

" oh no , wait in the car please" I ask

"no I'm coming with you" he says

"your literally gonna be like 12 ft away", I open the door.

"fine", he sighs

I get out and walk up to Brandon's front door. He opens it and has a bruised face

"oh my god Tessa" He hugs me but I don't put my arms around him to hug him back. "what's wrong?"

"I'm breaking up with you", I say firmly

"wha- I ...... what do you mean?", he asks confused

"I mean I don't want to be with you anymore" , I say

Brandon looks at me in disgust and starts coming closer

"we had another disagreement Tessa, we can move past this", he says

"NO Brandon. It wasn't a disagreement. The relationship we have is Toxic. You punched me yesterday", I say

" I know I'm so sorry but you know I was drunk Tessa", He says and he stars pulling me to him by my waist.

I'm pushing his arms off me but he doesn't let go

"you were what I needed. I had the football, the popularity, the money and I did have the hot girlfriend. But no you have ruined it for me. Good going Tessa." He's still holding me

"Brandon let go of me. I said let go of me you fucking dick." I hear running from behind me.

Jordan is running and pulls me out from Brandon's rough hold.

"oh and who's this Tessa. Is this the guy who made you break up with me. Are you cheating on me with him. You slut.", but before he could say any more........

Jordan punches Brandon which knocks him out.

He gets his gun from his pocket and aims it at his knocked out body in the ground

"don't don't , stop stop stop." I put my hand in front of the gun

"Tessa move away" he says angrily

"no, no ones getting shot Jordan. Put the fucking gun away", I say

He puts the gun back into his pocket and takes my wrist again and pulls me back to his car.

*driving in his car*

"Are you not upset?" He asks

"of course I'm upset, I just broke up with a guy I've been dating fo a year." I say

"well you don't seem upset" he says

"what do you expect me to do, roll on the floor crying. Have a mental breakdown?" I reply

"no , I just thought you would of shed a tear", defending himself

"I don't cry" I say

The cars silent.

Jordan drives past the turning to our house

"where are we going?", I say while looking back at the turning he had passed.

"we are going to get food", he says bluntly.

"we are?" I'm confused

"yep", he continues to drive

"aren't you gonna ask me if I wanna get lunch with you or just decide that for yourself" I ask

"fine don't have lunch I'll turn around"

"no no I'm hungry"