The Bodyguard (h.s)

Chapter 1: Prohibited Friends

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Madison's POV

"Good morning sexy" i hear Jason mumble in my ear. I sit up on the bed realizing he had woken up first. I always woke up first, not that i wanted to, but because i was obligated.

"I'm sorry i didn't mean to sleep in. It's just that i uh_"

"SHH!" he hushed my lips before kissing me roughly. I kiss back knowing i was being forced, he let's go of my lips and the once dry scabs on them begin to bleed.

"I wanted to tell you that i'm sorry about yesterday" He says in his bipolar mood kicking in. He always did that, he would beat the crap out of me for no reason, and the next day he would apologize.

"Jason, you have to learn to control your temper." I say gently, not wanting to set him off again. He grabs a hold of my hands in his.

"I know i know, sometimes i just react like that without thinking" He gets off the bed standing up.

"But that's not all Jason the beating you give me leave me lifeless sometimes I just can't take_" I begin saying but Jason dosnt let me finish.

"You know you deserve this beating!!" He says his voice raising. I back away slowly, he seems to notice and he lowers his voice. "I'm leaving here" he says pulling his shirt off. I knew what he wanted right away.

"Wait you're leaving?" i ask recalling to what he said. I wanted to kill time before he took over.

"Yeah, i'm leaving for a month or so. When the Boss called yesterday he said said he had 'work' for me to do." Jason tells me with a straight face. I stay silent.

Huh 'work'. Crazy how he thought beating people up for money was work. Jason was in the 'dealing' business, he was one of the best. He was the one in charge in beating or even murdering buyers who never paid their fee.

"What you're not going to miss me?" He asks. I get off the bed walking to the side. "Well then, don't think your going to be going out. I have my men watching you, your every move. So don't try anything funny."

I stay quiet again just looking at my feet.

"You bitch look at me when i'm speaking to you!" he hisses grabbing a hold of my hair. I wince in pain, trying not to let the tears spill. I have been with Jason for over 2 years and it's been horrible. We were so good at first, like the first couple of months -7 to be exact- he treated me like a princess. Buying me everything i wished, but little did i know that he bought that with delusional money.

"I'm sorry, let go please" i cry out He chuckles letting go of my hair, throwing me on the bed. He smirks at me removing his last piece of clothing off, then hovers over me scared body.

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I sit there in silence eating my food. I wasn't hungry, my stomach seemed to be in a knot. I usually didn't eat, either i didn't get around to it or i just didn't feel the need to.

After 30 mins of picking at my food i ask Niall to remove my plate. I get up from the chair slowly walking into the living room. Jason was in his room packing for his trip so i didn't have to worry about him jumping on my back.

I go to the large window that had a huge vintage curtain hanging low, not allowing the sun from entering. I open a gap and sit on the curve of the balcony.

I sit there staring at the green field of nothing. I was literally just staring at nothing. But for some reason i knew that, that nothing brought me peace. I hear a car pull up the driveway, and i peek out noticing it was an unfamiliar black van. I furrow my eyebrows, i wonder who was here since Jason didn't allow visit.