Don't Look Back { 18+ }

༒𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝐸𝑁𝑇𝑌-𝑆𝐼𝑋༒

Tina:

"SO MICHAEL, how long have you been doing this?"

"...since I was born." He says keeping his eyes straight ahead, this is so annoying.

"What about you Tyson?" I turn to look at the man next to me, his dark skin glitters under the sun. I'm not going to lie but he is a gorgeous man.

"Well I started when I was eighteen so in total fourteen years." At least he's more vibrant, maybe it's because he's not my bodyguard but Isabella's.

Michael on the other hand is too nonchalant for my liking.

We arrive at Isabella's house. When I told her that she'll be getting a bodyguard she was confused of course but who wouldn't be.

My phone rings and I see that it's my dad. I sigh before I pick up the phone. "Hello?"

"Tina, ¡¿qué pasa contigo?!"
( Tina, what is wrong with you?!)

I wince when he screams into the phone.

"¿Qué hice papá?"
( What did I do dad?)

"Vi las noticias."
( I saw the news.)

"And?" I wait for his answer.

"¿Dime por qué te atacaron y no llamaste para decírnoslo a tu madre y a mí? ¡¿Estás loco?!"
( Tell me why you got attacked and you didn't call to tell your mother and I? Are you crazy?!)

"Te lo iba a decir, pero..."
( I was going to tell you but...)

"Mentiroso. Tu madre y yo vamos a verte. Adiós"
(Liar. Your mother and I are coming to see you. Goodbye.)

He hangs up the phone. Shit shit shit shit. "Oohh someone's in trouble with daddy." Michael says but I don't pay any mind to what he says.

"Anyway we're here so what now?" If they come they're going to ask questions, then they'll see Antonio and that scar, they might drag my ass back to the DR.

But they can't do that I'm an adult, I'm twenty-nine years old. But that won't stop them. "Hello we've been parked here for seven minutes." Michael grumbles.

"Oh right sorry." Tyson and I get out of the car. "I'm going to stay in the car, I need my beauty sleep." Michael closes his eyes.

Even though Michael makes me want to rip his throat out, I can't deny the fact that he's also attractive. He came from the Philippines and he styled his jet black hair in a way that suits his face.

We walk up to the door and I ring the doorbell. She opens the door and I nearly coo at how adorable she looks. She's wearing an orange sundress and her hair is in a straight ponytail. She did a silkpress from what I can see.

I look up at Tyson to see him smiling down at Isabella, a smug smile. "I'm assuming this is my bodyguard."

"Yes, Tyson this is Isabella, Isabella this is Tyson." Tyson continues to stare until I nudge him in his side which startles him.

"Sorry, hello Isabella." He stretches his hand out and she shakes it gladly. "Yay happy fun times, Isabella I need to talk to you."

"Oh okay, Tyson you can make yourself at home." He nods and walks into the house. I also walk in and I drag her to the dining room.

"My dad called." She shrugs her shoulders. "Okay and?"

"He was yelling because I didn't tell him about the attack and now him and my mom are coming here."