Bodyguard (Being Edited)

Thirty two

Tiffany holds on to the door handle as Mikkel drives speedily.

"Who were those people, Mikkel?"Tiffany asks.

"I don't know. You think I'd be this freaked if I knew?"he says.

This scared Tiffany even more. She huffs as she begins looking for her phone.

"I need to call my dad."She says.

"No phone calls. Turn the phone off."Mikkel demands, slapping her phone out of her hand.

"What's happening."Tiffany cries.

"Obviously there are some people after you."Mikkel says.

"FUCK!"Mikkel suddenly screams.

There car was hit from the driver's side and slid across the road, flipping over and rolling down a hill.

...

Tiffany opens her eyes slowly and groans.

She notices that she was upside down in the car, being suspended in the air by her seatbelt.

She looks over and gasps, seeing Mikkel unconscious.

"M-mikkel-"she says quietly.

He doesn't respond.

Suddenly the car begins to shake and Tiffany cries out.

Her car door begins to pry open and she cries.

"Mikkel!"she shouts, reaching for him.

A man appears and chuckles as he sees her.

"Look, here she is."he then unfolds a pocket knife and reaches for her seatbelt.

"Mikkel! MIKKEL!"she shouts as she's cut down from her seatbelt.

Mikkel begins to wake up as Tiffany was being pulled out of the car.

"Tiffany.."Mikkel mumbles, reaching for her as she kicks and screams.

"MIKKEL!"she shouts as she's yanked out of the car.

Mikkel can hear her screaming and crying as she was being dragged towards another vehicle.

He was too weak to free himself.

"Tiffany!"Mikkel shouts, trying to reach for his belt.

"MIKKEL!"she screams.

Her screams were followed by the sound of a car speeding away.

Mikkel grunts in pain, seeing blood dripping from the gunshot on his shoulder.

He looks at where Tiffany had been and attempts to pull himself up again but fails.

"FUCK!"he screams.

....

Tiffany's shaking frame was brought to a large Mansion. There was a good over her head and her hands were bound.

She was whimpering and crying, shaking with fear as the two men holding her arms sit down in a chair.

The room goes quiet and she hears faint singing.

"Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole
N'aria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe'II'aria fresca pare già na festa!
Che bella cosa na iurnata 'e sole!"The man sings as she hears her footsteps approaching.

Gently, the hood is taken off her face.

"Oh, bellezza sulla terra." He praises her before cupping her cheeks, making her whimper.

"Shh, I'm not going to hurt you Tiffany. Hi, how are you? Was the drive okay?"he asks, wiping her tears.

"M-m-my boyfriend is hurt."Tiffany cries.

"Oh they hurt your boyfriend?"He asks, standing straight.

Tiffany nods.

"I apologize doll, I didn't intend for these idiots to hurt anyone."he says.

"Who are you?"Tiffany asks.

"Where are my manners. My name is Johnathan. But most people just call me The Don."He says.

"The Don?"Tiffany asks.

"Yeah."Johnathan says.

"Like my daddy's boss?"Tiffany says.

"Mhm."he says, nodding.
...

I bring my knees to my chest out of nerves.

"Where's my dad?"I ask.

"Your daddy is alright, probably on his way home right now."He shrugs.

The room goes quiet for a moment.

"Then why am I here?"I ask softly.

"Well, your daddy has been a bit unproductive lately you know, a little distracted. So I wanted to see how he worked without his distraction there."He says.

"Distraction?"I say, my cheeks turning red.

"Don't worry. Your stay will be short, as long as you cooperate."Johnathan says.

My lips quiver as I look up at him.

"I like that name. Doll. What do you think?"he smiles, looking at me.