Bodyguard (Being Edited)

Thirty

"Stephen please, it's for your own good man."Donnie says.

"I can't believe you called him. I'm not fuckin crazy Donnie!"Stephen says.

"Then stop being so obsessed with this kid, man. The whole group can see that it's eating you away. Mafioso needs strong leaders."Donnie says.

"I am a strong leader! I put milk, cheese, and bread on your fuckin table don't I? I put them fuckin clothes on your back. DIDN'T I?!""Stephen says.

"Yes sir you did but I'm ju-"

"Get out of my office."Stephen demands.

"I'm just worried about you boss your my best friend."Donnie says.

"Get the fuck out of my office."Stephen demands again.

Donnie huffs as he stands, walking out of the room.

Stephen huffs as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"Daddy?"he hears Tiffany's soft voice and looks up, seeing her head poking into the door.

"Yeah, hi baby come in."he says.

She steps in and walks over to him.

"Daddy are you alright?"she asks, putting her hand on his shoulder.

He huffs and she frowns, moving to where she was hugging his head into her chest.

"Daddy maybe you should take a break."Tiffany says.

"I'm alright Tiffany."he says as she presses a kiss on his cheek.

He looks around.

"Where's your uncle?"he asks, sitting up.

"He's upstairs."she smiles.

"Talking to Mikkel."

Stephen instantly stands up, startling Tiffany.

"You left them alone!"he says, running past her.

"Daddy stop it!"She yells, running after him.

He runs up the stairs to Tiffany's room and kicks the door in. The two men chatting inside were startled a bit.

"What are you telling him?! What did you say to him you mother fucker!"he emphasizes his "mother fucker" by kicking Mikkel in the chest and making him fall back in the chair.

"Stephen stop!"Jord demands as Mikkel crosses his arm over his chest.

"You think I don't know what your doing?!"Stephen asks, dropping down and wrapping his hands around Mikkel's throat.

"Stephen for god sakes stop!"Jord says.

Mikkel chokes out as he attempts to gasp for air under the weight of Stephen's hands.

As he does so, he smiles at Stephen. Stephen only becomes more angry, choking Mikkel harder.

Without warning, a loud thud echoes out through the room. Stephen grunts his hands coming to his head as he falls to the ground.

There, we see Tiffany in tears, wielding her softball bat.

"Jesus fuckin Christ kid are you alright!?"Jord asks as Mikkel gasps for air.

Jord helps Mikkel stand and put his weight on him.

"You're fuckin out of control Stephen! I'm calling The Don!"Jord says before walking Mikkel out of the room.

Stephen hisses as he sits up, looking at Tiffany who was sobbing, still holding the bat.

"Babygirl"he says softly.

"No. Stay away from me."She cries, dropping the bat and then running out of the room.

..

"Jesus Christ kid, are you alright?"Jord asks, sitting Mikkel down on the couch.

"I'm fine."Mikkel huffs, his voice strained as Tiffany runs down the stairs.

"Oh my god!"She says, seeing the purplish bruises on his throat.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take, Tiff."Mikkel says softly.

"Fucking agreed. You guys have anywhere safe to go?"Jord asks.

"We can go to my house."Mikkel says.

"Yes, fine let's go."Tiffany says, sniffling as she places a kiss against Mikkel's lips.