Derrik's POV:
"Are you ready my soldiers?" I shout over the roar of the jet.
"Sir yes sir!" All three shout with their hands to their heads. I bow and turn around. I step into my limo as the jet flies off and raises a cloud of sand and dirt. The driver drives off and I watch the the jet go higher and higher in the air.
"Soar to America, and leave plenty of sores." I say as a image of Mackenzie begging me not to do this pops into my head. I hope this doesn't backfire.
Mackenzie's POV:
Oh my gosh, where is he? I run down the hall looking for Bill. I see a maid and I stop her.
"Excuse me, have you seen Butler Bill?" I say breathlessly.
"Um... I um... think he-he's in the kitchen." She says reaching out to touch my hair. I take her hand and squeeze it warmly.
"Thanks!" I say speed walking toward the kitchen.
"THE QUEEN TOUCHED ME!" I hear her and a bunch of other squealing maids. Probably a act that Derrik made them do.
I find the kitchen and burst though the double doors.
"Bill!?" I exclaim and he comes for behind a wall.
"Yes ma'lady? I mean, Kenzie?" He says. "Sorry, I'm in butler mode."
"It's ok. But where's Derrik?"
His face suddenly turns serious. "You mean he's not here?"
"No."
"This can't be good! He didn't tell me anything."
"He couldn't have done it. We made a promise!" I say and go to the window tangling my fingers in my hair.
"He be crazy!" I hear a voice say to my right. I look over, and of course, its Chad. "You think a promise from him means anything? You dumb woman. In fact, your country is probably on fire right now. Burn, baby burn..." he says in my ear making his way to my toosh. Before I can react he spasms and falls to the floor.
"Excuse my language Kenzie, but, right in the ass!" Bill says holding up his tazer that had, indeed, tazed Chad in the buttocks.
"Nice one, Bill." I say nodding my head and high fiving him. "BUT WHAT IF HE WAS RIGHT?!" I scream and run towards the door. My foot entangles a chair and I fall to my knees but I get back up telling Bill I was ok. I run down to the lobby and Derrik is just getting in.
"Derrik! Where have you-" I say though my teeth.
"Well hello my wife." He says grabbing my arms and kissing my mouth. I push his head away and grab both his cheeks with one hand. I bring his head to my level.
"Where. Have. You. Been?" I saw sternly.
"Kenzie let go of my chee-ths!" He says just barely because of my hold.
"Answer the question!" I sneer digging my nails into his face.
"Grocery shopth-tping!" He says and I let go of his face.
"You expect me to be- omph!" I fall to the ground. "Wha- why would you do that? Why would you push me?" I say in an innocent voice and bring my knees in to my face.
"Look at me." Derrik says suddenly over me. How did he get there? I look at his hideous face.
"Oh Derrik, I know you didn't mean too." I say caressing the side of his face. He brings his face down to me and I bring my face up to his neck. I smile into it and open my mouth wide. I slam my mouth closed with a chunck of his neck-meat in between. He groans in pain and rolls over. I get to my feet with the bitter taste of aftershave in my mouth. 'Ew.' I think as I walk away. I hope that acting was good enough.
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The Stolen Queen (On Hold)
Teen FictionMackenzie is a normal 18 year old girl who is taking her first vacation to a different country and with her friends. Or at least she thought. Her little 'vacation' turns out to be a nightmare. Will her first freedom vacation also be her last?