The Bodyguard's Daughter

Chapter 11

A couple of days has gone by, my father has barely been speaking to me. Only to say he's leaving but will be back. With him barely talking to me, I can feel the tension growing between us. Something is running through his eyes when he looks at me. That's when he eventually does. Feeling my phone buzz as I stared at it. Debating if it was even worth answering. Hearing it beep again before it hit voicemail. 

Turning in my bed to face the wall as I pulled the covers closer. Hearing my phone fall off the bed and land on the ground. This had been the first falling out with my dad in years and honestly, I wasn't taking it as I should. He hasn't said anything formally to me but I didn't feel the need to leave my room. 

Hearing the door open downstairs. Squeezing my eyes shut as I heard footsteps coming upstairs. It was better to pretend to be asleep besides dealing with whatever was running through his head. It was something heavy. Hearing the footsteps stop outside my door before getting the feeling something was wrong. Slowly turning to see someone in the arch way of my door. 

"Why hello." Jerking up in a panic as they grinned. Seeing them flashing me their teeth, holding jagged teeth inside. Feeling my head skip as he brushed his hair back, bringing attention to his hand that was holding, a cloth. Grabbing the alarm clock and throwing it at his face. Seeing it hit him as he stood there unfazed. 

Jumping out of bed as he lunged at me. Knowing I wouldn't be able to get past the massive guy in front of me as I saw the window open. Mentally thanking my dad for his habit of opening it. Turning and bolting out the window. Nearly getting out before I felt him grab my waist and pulling me back in. Letting out a small scream as it tore through my throat. Catching the man by surprise before kicking him in the crotch. Seeing the smile fade from his face before I felt my head being smashed into the end table. 

"Shhhh,"I felt myself blink a couple times as the darkness crept into my eyes. Feeling something cover my mouth as I tried to fight it away. Pulling at the hand but he had grabbed my hand and was forcing it still. Feeling my lungs burn as I tried to not breathe in. Sending one last flail at him as I tried to kick or hit anything that could hurt him. 

Feeling my throat burned as I took a dreaded breath in. It stung going down and left a rotten taste on my mouth. Feeling it hit my lungs as it burned my body into a numbness. Having the need to cough but feeling my body grow limp. My eyelids growing heavy as I fell onto the ground harshly. Seeing him smirking down at me. Hearing my phone going off in the background again. 

Help me...