Mikkel drives angrily as Tiffany sits in the backseat.
"I don't know what the fuck you're expecting from me. Stop fucking freaking out and trying to leave. Let me do my job."he says.
"Is fucking me part of the job description?"Tiffany asks.
"It's just fuckin sex Tiffany."Mikkel says.
"It's not a big deal."
"It was for me."she says, tears streaming her cheeks.
"Don't tell me that was your first time."he huffs.
Tiffany doesn't respond.
"Unfuckin- believable."Mikkel says.
"You don't just have sex with someone and immediately leave them after."Tiffany says.
"I'm done fuckin talking about this."Mikkel says.
"Why are you such an asshole!?"Tiffany shouts.
Mikkel doesn't respond.
"You must think I'm so oblivious. I can see the shame.in your eyes after we fuck."Tiffany says.
Mikkel remains silent.
"It ain't shame your seein'."Mikkel says, the leather of his steering wheel crunching under his grip.
"Whatever."Tiffany says softly, looking out the window.
....
I huff as I sit at the table, picking at my food.
"Your school called me today, Sugar."my dad says as he sets a glass of water down next to me on the table.
"Yeah?"I say nonchalantly.
"Yeah, you weren't there today, where were you?"He asks, sitting down.
"The mall."I say.
"Mikkel took you?"He asks.
"Mhm."I say, picking at my food.
"How are you liking Mikkel?"he asks.
"He's really focused on his job."I say blankly, mentally rolling my eyes.
"In a good way, right?"he asks.
"Sure."I respond.
"So you're getting along?"he asks.
"He won't tell me anything about himself."I say softly.
"Well, what do you want to know?"he asks.
I perk my head up.
"What do you know?"I ask.
"Well everything, you think I'd just let some random idiot be around my daughter 24/7?"he asks.
"Why is he so..like... nonchalant?"I ask.
"Well, could be a number of things. He's an immigrant from Russia. He's witnessed a lot of things, I don't blame him for being apathetic."he says.
Now it's starting to make sense.
"Sugar, I'm gonna need to head out if town for a few days."he says, making me look up.
"What?"I say.
"I'm gonna ask Mikkel to stay here with you."he says.
"I-i-"
"Which isn't a problem, right?"he asks.
I bite the inside of my cheek and then shake my head no.
"Perfect."
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Bodyguard (Being Edited)
FanfictionWhat does a drug lord love more than his empire? His daughter. Nothing matters more than protecting his daughter. So, when she comes home with a mysterious black eye, and refuses to tell him where, or why it happens, he was forced to get her a body...
