The Bodyguard (h.s)

Prologue

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Madison Evans.

I'm 21 years old, yet i get treated like a 10 year old. I -i mean we- live in the outskirts of New York. I never leave though, because i am afraid. I am well known that if i do something 'wrong' in Jason's eyes -my boyfriend- he will punish me.

I can't live with a life where i'm always getting watched by every move. If it's not by him, it's by his other men. They are everywhere. Everywhere.

I hug my legs close up to my chest. My tears trickling down my face and falling onto my bare knees, just like every other day, this was my usual routine.

I would get yelled at, sometimes even hit. Then i would run to the bathroom down the hall, where i would hide for hours. Just cursing at myself for being such a failure.

"MADDIE! GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE YOU LITTLE WHORE!!" i hear yellimg and pounding on the other side of door, but my body was to weak to move. He shakes the doorknob trying to release the lock. I was just there on the side of the bathtub crying and hoping he would give up, like he would sometimes.

Before I knew it, there he was standing in front of me, an evil smirk on his face.

"YOU 'OTTA FIND A NEW HIDING SPOT, HONEY" he spats having victory opening the door.

"Please Jason, have mercy on me" i cry, sliding to the corner of the bathtub. He chokes out a laugh, watching me with pity.

"Okay, i guess i could. Go to the room, we're having it tonight." He cocks, his tall slim built still intimidating me. I whimper standing up. I knew what he meant by we're having tonight. I walk pass him my body growing goosebumps on the thick of my skin.

"C'mon hurry up. There's something on the bed. WEAR IT! It's not an option." he whispers in my ear. I gulp down the tears in my eyes, he spanks my bum making the tears spill out even more.

I make my way to the our room inhaling the smell of Vodka, the usual scent that filled the room. I can feel him from behind me watching my every move. I get in the room walking to the bed where my outfit laid. The door shuts close from behind me, and shivers run up my spine. I pull my shirt off, it had some blood on it, from earlier, then i remove the rest of my clothes. I stand there in only my lace bra and matching panties.

"PUT THE CLOTHES I HAVE THERE!" he yells into my ear. I stumble to the bed grabbing the slutty clothes.

Knock-Knock

I hear Jason curse at the sound of disturbance. I look at him frighteningly and he tells me to hide in the bathroom. I do as told running in there, i was glad someone interrupted us. I sit on the toilet the door open, since Jason took the door off a few months ago. I hear him open the door, yelling to who ever knocked.

"What the HELL, you know you're not supposed to disturb me when i'm with my lady" he hollers at one of his workers.

"My apologies sir, but it's an emergency. The Boss is on the phone." Niall says montone.

Jason's workers knew better to not disrespect him. They have seen what happened if they did. A couple of months ago, a worker for Jason, he tired a dirty move on me. Well when Jason found out, he went ballistic. Since that day, never have i seen Zayn, only god knows what did happen.

"Son of a B*TCH" He mumbles. "Tell him i will be there in 5!" after that i hear the door slam shut. In a couple of minutes later Jason yells my name out. "MADDIE!" he wasn't even halfway done when i run to the room.

"Yes?" i ask, biting my lip, but regretting it since the once dried blood filled my mouth.

"I have to leave, so we won't be having it." he says looking into my eyes. "Now don't get too happy hun, maybe if i finish early we will" I smile on the inside, knowing we won't be having it. He always finished talking to The Boss late.

"Okay." I say wiping the humide tears off my cheeks.

"Take a shower, you look like sh*t"

With that he leaves the room and i begin to feel the sadness flow in me.

I grab the outfit that Jason had given me and shove it in the first drawer of my drawers. That disgusting thing has been worn by so many girls, i find it amusing it still was in one piece.

I take some pajamas, and walk to the bathroom. I stop myself and look into the mirror, wow i'm such a disgrace. My bottom lip was split, and there was a purple bruise beginning to form on my cheek bone.

I turn the water from the tub making a relaxing bath. I let the warm water fill the emptiness i held inside my soul. While i whimpered like a helpless embarrassment.

A/N: This is my new Harry fanfiction. I hope you like it, pretty excited!!

Also read my other Harry fanfics:)    this book is mine i wrote it on Quotev first so i thought i would share it here too!!