Luke
•••••••••••••••I gave in and ate the sandwich..and it was really good. I slowly stand from the stool and kitchen island and walk around her living room. White fluffy carpet and soft chairs filled the room along with a huge TV and set of wooden draws.
Pulling the top draw open I found the remote just like she said. Sitting my ass down I switched on the TV, I mean there's no need to worry what's the worst thing that could happen to Violet while she's unpacking. I've been watching the cooking show for about an hour now she should be finished unpacking by now.
Turing down the volume on the TV I made my way to the door I watched her walk into. I lightly knock on the door twice when I didn't hear a reply I slowly twisted the handle and pushed the door open, to find Violet sprawled out on the floor with her long hair spread out across the fluffy carpet. The white porcelain plate set next to her empty suitcase only a lonely piece of crust left.
Do I wake her up? I decided to just let her sleep her flight must have drained her quite a bit. Slipping my arms under her legs and neck I gently pick her up carrying her over to her bed. I pull off her boots and place them with the other shoes across from the room.
I wonder what it's like to be the daughter of someone as rich as her father, always being in the public eye since she was born... It must have been hard. Looking over at her now balled up body and her socks half off, I pull the soft bed cover over her body and leave her to sleep.
Leaving her room and walking down her apartment hallway observing every image that covers the walls. Most of them being images of her and a women I assume is her mother judging by the similar features. Sitting smiling together, very happy.
Where is her mother now though, I don't think I've ever heard anything about her mum in the press or latest gossip. Ridding my mind of its thoughts I walk into the spare room that will now be mine.
White pluff bedding large pillows and a small brown teddy decorated the huge bed in the centre of the room. A desk and a pale blue set of draws, also adore this area. Connected to it a bathroom and walk in wardrobe. I guess first thing tomorrow I'll be sure to get get Violets plans and meetings off her assistant at mr Watsons head quarters, then collect my belongs to move to here..... I don't know about this is say to myself as I flop on the bed flipping onto my back.
I mean I've had to be a full time bodyguard before, but it was only for a month and the person I was protecting I didn't live with and was a guy. I'm just not to sure how this will go.
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OKAY! Don't kill me I finally updated sorry bout that. And yes I know it's short but I'm trying..... Anyway hopefully the next chapter will be out soon byeeee-Eden :)
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Bodyguard
Teen Fiction"I'm here to protect you, why won't you let me do my job." "I've never needed anybody else....I like being alone." "But I don't"