Her Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 20 - Scream

Happy New Years! Decided to write this chapter in class cause I have nothing else to lol.

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I lift over my high waisted trouser, with my off shoulder crop top, rooting my hair from the middle curling it opposite of my face. I put my heals on brushing my teeth, and face before I start doing my make-up quickly. But, I don't like the way my hair turns out after a few bounces, instead I bring it up to a high pony tail still rooted from the middle.

I apply my burgundy lipstick, along with heels rushing out the door.

I walk to the garden taking, my morning fruit bowl relaxing and toning down my arms at the same time knowing, William is fifty feet away from me, watching the area. I check my new iPhone getting a text from an unknown number, I reply asking who it is, feeling the tension between my phone screen and me. I let a loose breath when Nicole replies, I laugh a little and reply, completely ignoring her 30 seconds later text.

She types fucking fast.

I stare at my fork, my mind wondering around to my mom quickly, but before I could get anymore emotional I snap out of it when I feel a light hand on my shoulder. I gasp lightly putting my fork down, to the bowl. My dad sits the opposite of me placing his briefcase on the chair next to him.

None of us speak to each other, enjoying out fruit early in the morning, he dismisses himself grabbing his briefcase to get to work, I give him a hug and a kiss before he departs my side. I continue to enjoy my breakfast and my phone at the same time when I hear laughter of two sort of voices I know from where the first laughter is coming from, but I definitely don't recognize the female laughter. It sounds young, and high pitch maybe, around 18?

I get up leaving my bowl at the sun table, walking to the garden house full of flowers, and lilies inside. The, I shock myself when, I see something that I was totally not expecting. The voices had diminished because they were about to bump heads into each other. I put my hands over my hips, when I see them leaning in like they're ready to kiss. Who the hell is she?

Before this gets out of hand, I clear my throat loudly interrupting their little kissing scene. The I start to walk towards them applauding for their little scene. I walk towards them keeping an eye scanning their tensed up figures and me; calm as possible. Jefferson is such a man whore, first that girl in MY house now, this little girl. She seems to be 18 or something, I walk deeper standing in between them. I register him but, he doesn't seem to be afraid of anything.

On the other hand the little girl starts shaking a little but, enough for me to notice.

I imitate a spanish accent but it fails me completely ruining my little scene. "Bravo," I fail to say applauding harder. My fake smiles fades away quickly ready to snap." What do you think you're doing?" I say angrily turning my body to him. "You're suppose to be taking care of me, not with this little pesky girl." I say making a disgusted face.

"I'm not a little girl," She whines behind me but I ignore.

The William stops her from saying anything else. "You said you didn't need me, that you could take care of yourself." He urges back, well at some part he was right, I did say that about a trillion times.

"Who the hell are you?" I say scanning her even more, then it hits me. She looks like one of the bodyguards in this house, could it be? "Oh!" I say with a mocking laugh. "You're the daughter of one of the bodyguards huh? I can't believe this! You're such a little slut coming to flirt with every bodyguard!" I snap leaning down to look at her. "Is it bring your daughter to your career day?" I snap even more locking my eyes with hers.

"Ms.Anderson, that's enough." Jefferson snaps behind me but I ignore.

"I'm not a whore. If anything you probably are! You rich spoiled brat." She snaps back at me making my eye brows raise higher than I expected. I probably look like a witch right now.