- wanna be yours -

° Chapter 3 °

Lilly Romeo

Lilly's eyes widen and her mouth hangs open. She knew her father hated when she went to parties, snuck out, and had fun, but she never thought he would go as far as assigning her a bodyguard. Her eyes look to Marcus, noticing how hot he is, before she rolls her eyes. She looks back to her father.

"You can't be serious. I'm fucking 16 father-" Lilly starts to say, sounding annoyed as her anger rises, but she is cut off by her father's booming voice.

"You will not talk to me like that Lilly May Romeo. You are out of control, sneaking out every night. Getting drunk and high. God forbid your getting knocked up also. So yes, you need a bodyguard and Marcus is a perfect choice." Her father tells her in a stern, strict tone. She swallows back all the nasty comments she wants to say.

Lilly scoffs before she turns around and walks right out of his office. She is beyond annoyed by her father, hating that he is trying to control her. To her, she is a adult and can live her life how the hell she wants. Even though if she keeps at this, she won't have much of a life to live further more.

All she wanted in life was to feel a little control, a little bit of numbness to the pain that forevers swells in her heart, and the flashbacks she wishes she could hide forever. Her phone is gripped tight in her hand and she feels tears swell in her eyes. The tighter she holds her phone, the more she thinks of the photo in her phonecase.

The last bit of her brother she has left. Lilly wants to cry as she rushes up the stairs and to her room but she holds all her tears back when she hears loud footsteps behind her. She thinks its her father so she ignores him till she gets to her room. Lilly goes to slam the door shut but the door doesn't shut.

Confused, she turns and sees him. Marcus standing right there with a cold face, his eyes holding nothing but cold. Like he isn't even able to feel feelings at all. Quickly, she hides her tears.

"What do you need?" Lilly asks, her tone sounding beyond annoyed. She glares at him, her eyes narrowed. Which he glares right back at her, his gaze more intense by far.

"Im your bodyguard. I stay with you wherever you go, brat." Marcus says before pushing her inside the room, following inside, and shutting the door behind him. Lilly rolls her eyes and she walks over to her vanity in her room. She sits down on the chair and looks at herself in the mirror.

Lilly sighs, hating everything she sees. All she wants to do is be pretty, be perfect, and be..okay. But she knows thats damn near impossible for her now. Everything she has done has fucked her over till now, and there is no way to ever fix it, ever. That part of life scares her a bit, just a bit though.

Marcus leans against her bedroom door, looking over at her and looking over her room. Lilly sees him in the corner of her eye, making sure he doesn't try to steal or fuck with her stuff. She doesn't trust him. She has never trusted anyone of her fathers men, not even knowing if she should trust her own father.

Lilly sighs and looks away from the mirror and to her phone, turning it on. She stares at the contact numbers that pull up. Seeing Paxton's sends chills down her spin and she is scared to death just seeing his name. Paxton really did a number on her, scaring her for life.

Lilly will never know what kind of Paxton she will get. The nice and kind one, the angry and annoyed one, the abuser and cruel, or the victim and sad one. Lilly hates Paxton with everything in her truly. But she knows without him, he could ruin her life. Spread rumors and post things she sent him.

Lilly can't have that. Since her father is a big deal, she can't afford to ruin his everything.

"What are you doing?" A booming voice interupts her thoughts. The voice belonging to Marcus. Lilly looks over at him and her eyes narrow again, scoffing.

"Mind your own shit, will you? I fucking hate you." Lilly says, setting her phone down on her vanity. Then she walks over to him, her temper rising. "You annoy me already. I don't like you. Leave me alone and I won't tell my father, please?" She adds, her tone rough.

Marcus chuckles deeply, looking over her before looking at his face. He doesn't say anything, a dark smirk playing on his lips. This makes her more mad.

"What is it, asshole?" Lilly asks, staring up at him. Lilly is kinda short for her age being 5"1 ft at 16. While Marcus towers over her at the height 6"8. Marcus points to her chest.

"Might wanna cover up, darling." He says and Lilly grows confused. She looks down to see her dress came down on one side, her nipple showing since she didn't wear a bra. She curses before lifting her dress up to cover it.

"I swear I wore a bra." Lilly mumbles to herself before walking away from him in embarrassment. Her cheeks flush a pink before she sits on her bed, leaning agasint her headboard. She sighs before she notices Marcus move closer, pulling up a chair and sitting beside her bed on the chair.

Silence comes.

Silence goes.

Neither say a word.

Lilly hates him being so close even though he really isn't that close to her. She looks to see her phone is on. She grows more annoyed.

"Hand me my phone for me, Mr. Protector." Lilly says the last bit sarcastically. Marcus rolls his eyes before getting up and walking over to the vanity, grabbing her phone. He throws it at her and she barely catches it.

"Demand something again and I won't be so nice." Marcus says, his tone dark as he sits back down on the chair by her bed. Lilly rolls her eyes, not thinking he is serious but little did she know he is. Lilly turns on her phone and sees a text from Paxton.

Fuck, she thinks to herself.

'Babe. Answer me right now.'

The text reads and Lilly can already hear the anger in his tone just from the stupid text message. She types back with shaky hands.

'Im sorry, my phone died. Just got a charger.'

She texts, her words a part lie and part not. Lilly glances up at Marcus to see he is busy on his phone, glad he isn't paying attention to her at all.

'Yeah right, shut the fuck up. Come to my house right now bitch before I come to your house and drag you out. Don't test me.'

The text reads and Lilly swallows hard, her anxiety rising. She quickly types back a okay before shutting her phone off. She looks down at her dress and realizes she has to change. She wonders what Paxton is going to do and she hopes it won't end bad.

Lilly is scared to death but won't admit it, keeping a cold face on to hide what truly goes on inside her head.