The Bodyguard (GxG)

Unexpected scars

As they drove back to the city, the peacefulness of the countryside lingered in their conversation. The change of scenery had softened the atmosphere between Emily and Mia, creating a space where they could open up about their pasts. Emily, feeling more at ease than she had in a long time, decided to ask Mia a question that had been on her mind.

"Mia," Emily began tentatively, "I've been meaning to ask—why did you stop working as a police officer? I know you said you left the force, but you never really talked about why."

Mia glanced at Emily, her expression becoming serious. "It's not an easy topic for me. But I guess it's time to share."

Emily nodded, sensing the gravity of the conversation. "You don't have to if you're not comfortable, but I'd like to understand."

Mia took a deep breath, her hands gripping the steering wheel as she gathered her thoughts. "There was an incident a few years ago that changed everything for me. I was involved in a high-risk operation—one that went terribly wrong. We were trying to apprehend a dangerous suspect in a building that had been rigged with explosives."

Emily's eyes widened with concern. "That sounds awful. What happened?"

Mia's gaze was distant as she recalled the memories. "We got caught in an explosion. I was trapped for a while, and when they finally got me out, I was severely injured. I suffered severe burns, and the physical scars are a constant reminder of that day."

Emily's expression shifted from curiosity to empathy. "I had no idea. That must have been incredibly traumatic."

"It was," Mia confirmed, her voice steady but tinged with emotion. "The physical injuries healed, but the psychological impact was harder to overcome. I was left with not just the scars but also the weight of the experience. It made me realize that I couldn't continue in that line of work—it was too risky, too demanding for me to handle anymore."

Emily was silent for a moment, absorbing the gravity of Mia's words. "I'm really sorry for what you went through. I can't imagine how difficult that must have been."

Mia gave a small, appreciative nod. "Thank you. It was a turning point in my life. I needed a change, something less dangerous. That's why I ended up taking this job as a bodyguard. It's still challenging, but in a different way."

Emily looked at Mia with renewed respect. "You've been through a lot, and I didn't realize just how much you've had to deal with."

Mia glanced at Emily, a hint of a smile on her lips. "We all have our struggles. It's part of what makes us who we are. I just try to focus on moving forward and doing what I can to make a difference."

Emily's eyes softened. "I understand now why you're so dedicated to this job. It's not just a job for you—it's part of your journey to heal and find purpose."

"Exactly," Mia said. "And I'm grateful for the opportunity to help others, even if it's in a different way than I originally intended."

As they continued their drive back to the city, the conversation shifted to lighter topics, but the depth of their discussion lingered in the air. Emily had gained a new perspective on Mia's life, and Mia had opened up about a painful chapter of her past.

The shared vulnerability had strengthened their bond, paving the way for a more empathetic understanding between them. Emily felt a sense of connection that she hadn't anticipated, and Mia's willingness to share her story had bridged a gap that had long existed between them.

As they arrived back in the city, the atmosphere between them was lighter, marked by a new level of mutual respect and understanding. The journey had been more than just a change of scenery—it had been a step toward healing and growth for both of them.