The Bodyguard - •J.B• {BWWM} #WATTYS2017

Chapter Ten

I was currently on an private jet with mysterious man. I didn't know where I was going and right now I didn't care. I was too busy worrying about my family and sheikh Michael along with his family. I hope they made it to safety.

'Missed me?'

Uncle Trevor's voice still rung in my head. I hadn't seen him in three years ever since.... that day. I shook the event out of my head before it engulfed my brain. I didn't want to return back to that God forsaken day. I could still see the way he looked at.

I shivered, still trying to get the eerie feeling off of me.

I tried to steer my mind to something positive. I had enough things going on at this moment. I didn't need to go back to the past.

"Would you like something to drink?" A flight attendant asked me.

I gave her a small smile and shook my head. "No thanks." She wheeled the cart away and left me engulfed with my thoughts again.

"Ow!" I heard the gruffness of a voice. I looked to my left and saw the man with a nurse currently taking care of his wound.

"Hold still," the nurse said. The man clenched his jaw and pulled his fingers into a fist. The nurse pulled out the bullet from his shoulder. He had sweat beaming from his forehead and he clenched his jaw with such a force that I thought he was going to dislocate it.

The nurse pulled the bullet out and out it in a bowl beside him. He grabbed some to clean up the man's wound and he dressed it up. "All done," the nurse with a smile.

"Thank you." The nurse got out of the seat and he looked at me. He gave me a smile and I returned the gesture. He exited to the back of the jet.

The man examined at his new dressed wound. My eyes went from the wombs to his well defined body. He had tattoos all over him. I couldn't even deny it and said it wasn't sexy because it was. Tattoos are my weakness and I was loosing my breathing just by looking at them.

The vision was cut short once he put on a tank top. He looked at me and I looked back at him. "What?" He asked me.

I got up from my seat and sat beside him. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Uhm... I just want to say thank you mister-."

"Justin."

I nodded my head. "Yes. Justin, I want to say thank you for saving me. I appreciate it," I said.

"It's my job to protect you. And also thank you for saving me also. You have quite the strength on you," he said. I blushed at his comment and he laughed a bit.

"Your welcome," I said. We stayed in silence for a bit.

"It must be awkward for you to have to be in that much choas for your first day on the job," I said. His breathing hitched.

"Uh, yea. This has been a crazy day," Justin said. I looked at him with suspicion. Okay, weird. I shrugged it off and went to my seat.

"Thanks once again."

He gave me a two finger salute and I giggled. I stiffled a yawn and leaned my seat back. Today's been hectic and I thought about it until I drifted off to sleep.

*****

"Kacey."

I was being stirred up in my sleep by Justin. I opened my eyes and he was in my peripheral vision. I leaned my seat back up and stretched.

"What's going on?" I asked him, covering a yawn that left my lips. I looked out the window and saw that we reached an airport.

I looked back up at Justin. "We're in Los Angeles," he said.

"You mean as in.... America?" I asked him in disbelief.

I've never been to America. My parents thought it'll be best if I keep my distance from America. They think that America is full of lazy citizens who only look up to the government for help and they can't work for what they got.

But I think they're wrong. I've always been fascinated by America. Their culture, music, and fashion is amazing. I've been dreaming about the day that I'll finally visit America. I guess my dream came true.

Justin and I walked out into the airport. I was receiving strange looks from people. I looked down and noticed I still had on my gown, which was in ruins. I had a little bit of rips and tears, also it had some dirt on it.

I groaned. My beautiful dress. Nathan will probably have a heart attack while looking at his creation. Justin led me to an limo and we hopped in.

"Stone Canyon Road," Justin said.

The driver nodded and pulled away from the curb. I took off my heels and placed them on the floor. My feet were aching.

I placed my heels on the floor and looked out the window. I wanted to know if my family were currently going to met me here in America. They couldn't just leave my here alone with a complete stranger. My eyes were glassy due to my over thinking. I sniffled a bit.

"You okay?" Justin asked while placing his hands on mines. I quickly wiped away a tear that threatened to fall and turned towards him.

"Yes, I'm fine," I said.

Justin gave me a suspicious look and raised his eyebrow. "You sure?"

I gave him a small smile. "Positive." I turned back and looked back out the window as I saw palm trees swiftly moving out my gaze due to how fast the driver was driving.