His Princess

Chapter Two

Tiana's POV

It's like the third week am being kept a captive with this boy i tried apparently saving. I should have followed my instinct back then and just backed off the first time I saw him. I mean after all it seemed like an act and I guess it was. But what's meant for you is just yours right. I mean, I won't stop being helpful to those who look needy just because the world has cruel people in it. Am grateful my dad made me read worrier books and do karate and get basic self defense tutorial. Nothing can stop a good heart and with the grace of the mighty man, as long as I have good intentions, aul always be safe with him.

So I like begged them to atleast keep collecting my homeworks and to inform the teachers to maybe just send me notes or something. After all I know how webbed this guys are in most cases. Not to talk of how they make ways to get what they want. So for my cooperation, which I was going to give either way, I asked them to keep me in school like they just keep me doing what people are doing at school.

It was a day ago that I actually realised that Dee, and yep he is the dude that got me here, is the one that go collects my homework and stuff. This kid been shady since day one. But I know better than to trust anyone at this point in life. They made me record like 3 tapes and they apparently send them to my dad. I don't know weather my dad see trouble to them or if this guys are just extremely dangerous that the law he keeps talking about cannot save him now. But it's not like am being kept in person after all. It's like i am on an island with beautiful vegetation and heartwarming sunsets and rises.

Let me run you through my day. So I like wake up before sunrise and go to the gym. Yeah, they have one here. And it's like the under part is just glass and you can actually see the water and if a fish is to come closer the view is all yours. After that, I like go to the kitchen to help Esmelda with making breakfast and cleaning up. She is one beautiful brown girl with an hourglass body and a surprisingly beautiful heart. I know am not suppose to ask but I asked her how come she is here and she is like, not all bad are bad, intentions are what determines what's bad or right. First I was like aahm, this guys do research on you neh, so she is probably just doing her job to get me to trust her and stuff. So that day I let it slide.

Up next will be either me begging Dave to teach me how to skate or I will be painting or drawing. I mean am not that of a captive here.  They propably think what the fuck is wrong with this chick? I think they expected me to be all girly crying for my dad and what the eff not but I on the other hand is some solid ass grown daddie's girl who knows better. Daddie be like if they want you uncomfortable, don't give them the pleasure. Make them worry what you up to. Adhere to what they say you must do but also ask for them to step down their demands for your smooth adhering. And that works in most cases.

You prolly like what the heck of a father trains a baby "Girl" to be a gangster type of tomboy!? If you were here, aul have pat your back and laughed it off. Like babe, that's kinda what you need to survive in the world if your dad is some super rich guy who has a lot of enemies for defending guilty people.

I was nine when my mom was killed. I don't really know what happened but I remember her telling me to go hide in this other tunnel leading to the garden in our old house and then gun shots and then Daddie coming to me after all has subsided and the police apparently took my mom somewhere safe. I hated that story. But with time my dad helped me to understand that if we avenged the wrong. We too will end up dead at the hands of someone else. He told me to not do law for I should not do the mistake he did defending the guilty at the loss of the innocent. And it's his hobby and he is fucking good at it I must admit.