Her Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 3 -Unpleasant Encounterment

Chapter 3-Unpleasant Encounterment

This is the chapter where Emery finally meets her bodyguard. I went back to edit this, but the picture on the side deleted itself... -.- What is wrong with this thing now?

Anyways

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I had finally arrived home. After 15 minutes of waiting around, Luce finally appeared. I grabbed my bags before entering inside the house. I looked around to see if anyone was there, but was pleasently suprised when I saw no one. Where is everyone? I'm sure my dad is home by, now but I couldn't give a damn about it either way; I was still going to get caught. I was walking up the stairs when my dad called my name.

"Emery?" he asked from the bottom of the stairs. I already knew I was in trouble, so I just ignored him. "Emery?" he called again, a little louder this time.

"Emery?!?!" he yelled, scaring the hell out of me, resulting in me jumping.

"What, dad!! Are you gonna ground me?! Go ahead! I'd rather sneak out and get grounded than stay here!!"  I yelled back, looking at him. He stayed quiet for about a while. I knew he wasn't going to say anything, which was the usual. Walking to my room, I locked the door and leaned against the door. My room was neater than I had left it before. I looked around, at the light pink walls; the mattress in the middle of the room; the two door mirrors across from it. The large window away from the mirrors revealed the balcony with the white flowery curtains, covering the window. The door was a couple of inches away from my bed, and the bathroom was by the mirror. I left my bags by the door like I usually did. I quickly changed into some pajamas, put my hair in a bun, as I always did at night, and I lay down. I taking my iPhone out to browse through the internet. I honestly had nothing to do tonight. And it was barely eleven. Thank God I'm on Spring Break from college.

Yes I'm a sophmore in college. I've been attending Sarah Lawrence College since I was 17. I wanted to go there because it was an arts college. By the way, I love drawing things, along with painting. In fact, I would rather be doing that at the moment.

I dragged myself out of bed, grabbing my sketch book from the bottom of my bed. When I figured that I would spend more time thinking about what to draw than actually drawing it, I decided to go with something easy. I had a picture of myself when I was younger, like a toddler. It would be perfect to sketch. I walked up to my mini studio I had in my room, and sat in my dress to begin sketching.

When I finished sketching my future drawing, I passed out in my bed right off the bat. I ended up going to sleep at two in the morning.

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I woke up in the mood to paint something. I guess that sketch really did affect my mood last night. I quickly got out of bed, took a bath, brushed my teeth, and fixed my hair. I changed into denim skinny jeans, a black lace flower shirt and some highheels. My typical wear.  I walked out of my room, going downstairs to my art studio to paint the sea.

I decided not to wear my white over top because it would just be a quickie. I wasn't expecting it to get stained or anything. I was starting to paint the light blue ocean when my dad peeked his head inside, to bug me I'm sure. He looked at me to see what I was doing. "Honey, head down to my office. I have something to tell you."

I took a heavy sigh, leaving my painting utilities back where they were. I walked the opposite way I came to get to my dad's office. What now? Is he still going to fight? I grabbed the door knob to walk inside. I didn't bother too look towards my dad because I had to close the door. I walked inside putting my hands over my thighs before I saw that someone else was there. Who's that? There was something that didn't seem right. His hair seemed very familiar, and he was wearing a black suit. I looked at my dad, and then at the guy that was sitting there.