Celeb Bodyguard

What happens when you leave

My phone rings, it's the agency, "Serena Dawson answering."

"Yes, Ms. Dawson, we need you to bodyguard Jennifer Lawrence tonight."

"What? You told me I had the month off. Listen here, I'm back in Oklahoma, my mom has less than 2 weeks to live. If I go away, she could die. I don't have time to babysit a celebritity."

"Please, miss. After this, you can have this month off and another."

"Okay, send the limo to my place before it picks her up."

"Thank you. Bye."

Ughhhhhhhhh

I go into her room, "hey mom, the agency called, I have to go back to Cali, I'll be back here tomorrow."

"Okay, sweetie. I love you."

"I love you too, mom."

I jump in my car and start speeding away because I have to be ready to leave my apartment in 8 hours.

*******

I make it to my house with only 30 minutes to get ready. I take a shower and get into my stupid pantsuit and put hair back into a ponytail.

I hear a car honk, perfect timing.

*************

"Bye Jen."

"Bye, Serena. Good luck with John."

Who knew a celebrity could be so nice? A nice one in a rotten bunch. I hope she doesn't get corrupted.

She leaves the limo, "text me when you get back to Oklahoma."

********

I change into my pjs after packing more clothes and some books and movies and nearly pass out when I get to my bed.

********(same time as celebrity gathering)

~John~

Why isn't she answering her phone? Damnit! Her mom is dying, she only has a few minutes left.

"John," Ms. Dawson says, "forget it dear, she's body guarding someone, her phone is off. It's okay. I know she loves me, tell her I love her," she closes her eyes and the sound of the monitor going flat hits my ears.

This is bad. Now, I gotta tell Serena.

********

~Serena~

Finally here. Oh, my phone! I forgot about it. I pull over into Denise's and turn it in. 50 missed calls from John. What? Jen. I'll text her.

"Hey Jen, back in Okie, just turned on my phone and John called me 50 times, why would he do that?"

My phone beeps, "your mom."

Crap!

I dial his number as fast as my fingers can manage.

"Serena, why didn't you answer my calls?"

"Celebrity event, had my phone off, just remembered. Sorry. I'm at Denise's now, I just got back into town. What's up? You sound kind of angry and nervous."

"Why couldn't you answer my calls," he sighs.

"She died didn't she," tears start streaming down my face.

"Um, she had a stroke about 8 hours after you left, then she had another one a hour later, than another hour passed and she died. I'm so sorry, Serena. She wanted me to tell you that she understood and she loves you."

"Okay," a sniffle leaves my mouth, " bye." A strangled sob leaves my mouth.

"Serena, wait," I hang up and drive back to my mom's house. I grab my duffel bag and run inside and into my mom's room. I jump onto the bed and cry as her familiar warm scents hits me, along with all the memories that come with her and cry myself to sleep.

Is it short? If so, I'm sorry. Already on the ninth chapter. Gonna start writing the next one now, so bye bye. Thanks for reading.

-Sara