The Game

Chapter 43- Hello Mr. John!

Tori

For the past week I have been free. No Neal equals freedom. My dad said he would find someone else, but it seems like he forgot. Just my luck. I walk down to the living room and see a bald, chubby middle aged man. He looks.. scary. Let's just say he's the opposite of Neal. My father is sitting next to him. I didn't notice him at all.

"Hey dad who's this?"

"Your new babysit- bodyguard." he says. I smile, a fake one.

"Hello, I'm Tori" I say.

"Hello, Tori - I am John."

"So, I'll be leaving tomorrow but of course - I told John everything he needs to know. Remember no parties, no drinking - no boys in your room." My dad says. I just smile, I don't really say anything. "John will be staying here as long as he's needed." Ew. "So I guess your shift starts now" My dad says looking at John.

"Sounds great, sir"

"See you in a week honey"My dad says and kisses my forehead.

"Yeah, bye dad" God, don't leave me alone with this man. What have I done. Wait Tori, you chose this. But atleast it's better than Neal, that control freak. Maybe John is super cool.

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John is not super cool. At all. Actually he is everything but cool. He's so gross. He picks his nose, and during night I can hear him watching porn oh my god. I hate him. I found one of his CD's. It's schoolgirl porn, whatever it's called. It's so creepy. But I'm sneaking out today. If i spend one more minute with this man I'll die. He smells too. I've tried sneaking out several times, but he would always find me. Omar is waiting for me at the beach. I'm taking my bike. I sneak out through the backdoor, and just like that, I'm free.

"Hey girl - haven't seen you all week, where have you been?" Omar says giving me a kiss, on the cheek.

"Stuck with that terrible man, John. Omar he is so disgusting! I can't believe that my dad chose him!"

"Neal actually asked me about him, today in class. Asking how it was going. I said he was great, like we didn't need Neal anymore." Omar says proud.
"Don't talk about Neal, god, I'm glad he's gone."

"Tori- what does this John look like?" He says rather worried.

"Like a big fat, smelly, gross, perverted man."

"Tori.. I think John is coming this way" He says and I turn around and see the fat man walking towards me with angry steps.
"Relax, I'll handle him." I say confident. He comes my way, he looks furious.
"John look I'm sor-" before I can finish my sentence he grabs my hand pulling me closer to him as he's tightening his grip. "I have been out looking fucking everywhere for you. You little bitch, who do you think you are? This week you've been getting on my nerves, and I have had it with you"

"Let go of my hand right now" I say, daring him to keep this up.

"You think I'm scared of you?" He says inches away from me. "I'm going to discipline you, obviously your parents haven't done that." I slap him trying to run away. He gets a hold of me. He drags me with him to the back of the bar. Omar is in shock.

"Hey, let her go" he says as he's trying to pull me away from him, but he has a firm grip.

"You're hurting her!" Omar screams.
"That's what happens when you make a fool out of a 35 year old man". He drags me away from the people looking until we're alone. Omar is gone. I feel my eyes getting heavy. He pushes me down to the sand, I get sand it in my mouth, then he pulls my head up as he's holding firmly onto my hair. "You're a spoiled brat do you know that. This is what you get for acting cheeky" I feel the tears running down my face. This is what I get for getting Neal fired.