My possessive bodyguard

Chapter 14 edited

Kimberly's POV

When I woke up again, it probably was hours later since I was starving and my stomach wasn't helping much. Thank god I was alone but I was still tied up but it wasn't as tight as I was when I first came in so I grabbed the small knife I usually hide between my breasts and tried to cut the rope that held still my mid-section. When I was done I got up and I almost fell down, I saw black and then slowly I got my vision back.

Once I was good to walk I started to look for my phone but couldn't find it, so then I opened the door and thankfully it wasn't locked and tip toed out. I closed the door quietly and the house I guess was still and quiet like everyone left hmm that's weird. I started to walk down the long hallway and from afar I saw a door but no one was coming in or out, so I quickly ran there and opened it quickly and closed it, when I turned around I was surprised that everything that surrounded the house was trees, there wasn't a town in sight and I doubt there was any signal here.

Damn what am I going to do now? Well I guess just go deep into the woods and see how long I can survive and see if I can spot a small gasoline or town hopefully soon I'm starving.

So with my mind made up I started to walk to the woods.

—————-20 minutes later—————————

Back at the house

Alec's POV

I almost lost my footing when I heard that voice and Kyle's face hardened real fast.

"We have her, she really is precious no wonder you don't want to let her go A. But don't worry I'll take good care of her in EVERY aspect." my father said.

I can't believe he is talking I thought I-I-oh god.

"We will give her back but she will be renovated, trust me when I'm done with her she will be totally different, maybe more bold or maybe more broken, who knows let's see how she reacts to all of this, son," and the line went dead.

I had to blink twice and when I looked at Kyle he had a blank look on his eyes he knew exactly what they were talking about, they were going to break her and keep at it if we don't find her soon, and once they give her back she will be so far gone she probably might suffer from a traumatic event and who knows if she'll ever be the same. But I'll die before I let anything happen to her, I promised her dad that I would keep her safe and look what happened.

"Who the hell is that Alec?" Pierce boomed at me and threw me across the room and started to punch me and kick me, I didn't fight back because I deserved it.

"Enough of this you asshats, our first priority is to find Kimberly and bring her back. Then you can go back and kill each other. It's time we turn on the tracking device I installed in Kim's arm and get to work in where in the world she is. Dylan, Pierce and Leo find her and track her down. Jake and Jared prepare the weapons and anything else to destroy that place along with the men in there and-"

"Excuse me but what the hell are you planning Kyle? And where is my daughter?" Kimberly's father voice boomed from the door way and behind him was his wife looking as pissed as him.

"Daniel we have a problem and you might want to sit down for this, actually both of you," Kyle said

"Sit my ass, what the hell is going on and I want the truth Kyle now or you're going to die," then Mr. Loftner held a gun at ready to shot, Kyle looked at me and told me to tell them what happened.

I cleared my throat.

"Well this happened a couple of years ago..." I started to tell them about my past.

"This happened ever since my mom left my dad and me. He wouldn't let me go anywhere and always wanted me home and if I were ever late for a couple of minutes he would beat me, sometimes it was really bad and I wouldn't go to school for days or even weeks when one day...."YOU FEEL THIS?!" he screams with a belt on his right hand and a knife on his other hand.

"THIS HAPPEND WHEN YOU DISOBEY ME, MOTHFUCKER," I actually didn't know why he was hitting me since I told him that I went to the library and I actually went there, I needed to do a project with my best friend, but when we finished it was pretty late, so I took the short way home, but I would end up going home from the north of the street instead of the south if I went the long way and the usually way I go to my house, but I risked it.

So as I was getting to the house, I just needed 3 houses to reach home when my dad came out of the house stomping and with his face red with fury, when he turned and looked at me, he gave me a look that said 'we'll talk when you take a step in the house' I was used to this look though since I had received it so many times and would get hit. I would end up numb and sore that I barely walked.

I quickly walked to my house and the minute I stepped in my house I was grabbed roughly by the arm and the door shut with a Bam.

I felt the punch and kick to the stomach before I saw it, I usually got beaten for 30 minutes but now it had been 40 minutes, this man I call father has hit me ever since my mom left him and me. Thankfully he has never touched me sexually just hit me.

He was never like this, when I was little I saw my dad like an idol, he was caring and always was there when I needed him, we would pair up against mom to go fishing, or something. It was the best moments of my life. In the day sometimes he's somewhat normal and doesn't talk to me or asks me how was school, but ever since my mom lied to him and left us, he has turned to a shell of a man, and if I ever lie to him, or hide or whatever, I'm get myself a beating by him.

But then he silently gives me medicine, food, apologizes and leaves the house for 2 weeks with money to last me for a month. I guess he feels bad that he hits me but still that is no excuse for him to hit me. I have never lied to him, not like I'd ever get away with it.

So now he thinks I did lie to him, God this pain is so much, I needed to go, but I tried this before and I got beaten for 3 hours straight, I didn't go to school for 3 weeks. After that I swore to God that I will do everything in my power to stop this even if this kills me so I learned to fight.

I knew my dad wasn't in good business, I knew that he had to do something so he could have all that money, I mean money doesn't grow on trees and it doesn't fall from the sky, considering I lived in a mansion and he was always dressed in Armani suits and had the best gadgets even before they even came out, so I knew that he probably might be working with my grandfather, and he was way worse than my father, if my dad was bad he was 10 times worse.

Then one day it happened all over again but this time I fought back. It was really messy, blood was everywhere, we fought and on the last minute I grabbed a piece of glass and twisted it around and plunged it through his stomach, when I checked for a pulse he didn't have one, I didn't mean to but he were wresting for it and he was pointing it at my throat.

After this he didn't touch me once and I thought........I thought I killed him.