As I write in my logs:
SEPTEMBER 1, 2020:
I have been assigned to be a body guard for the Mafia leaders daughter. I hear that she has gone through thousands, and that none of them could control or keep tract of her. I am here to prover her father wrong that I can take up the job and succeed in keeping his daughter safe.
The only thing is He gave me specific rules:
1. DO NOT SHOW YOUR FACE, WHERE MASK AT ALL TIMES.
2. DO NOT TALK YO HER AT ANY POINT IN TIME.
Those are the words I hear echoing in my head. The words of her murderous father.
Bodyguard's POV:
I am fast asleep in my warm comfortable silk sheet bed. I could hear the morning rush of cars driving down below the penthouse. I slowly drift further, into a deeper sleep until I hear the loud ringing in my ears, it was so loud that my nextdoor neighbor could hear it. It was the screaming sound of my alarm clock. I hit my alarm clock with a book that was on my nightstand. The book hit the alarm clock hard enough it cracked the screen to where glass falls into my floor.
I slowly rise out of my warm comfortable bed, swing my feet over the bed and hover over the cold wooden floor. As I get up I fix my sheets to where the bed looks all nice and clean. I walked over to my closet door, hesitating to open the door. Knowing once I open it there is no turning back because it mean I am ready for this interview. The interview with this great high leader, The Meanest leader known to every gang, mafia or cartel family out there.
They are known as The Mietitore. In english is means Reaper. Once they find you, be ready for what's coming next. Death will be upon you.
As I finished getting dressed i move downstairs to where my kitchen is. P what will I eat, should I not eat or order something and pick It up on the way? I'll pick it up later after the interview, that seems better.
2 hours later
I meet up with my friend Thomas after the interview.
"Thomas!" I wave to him from my general direction. Thomas walks over to me.
Thomas's POV:
I look at him, he looks worn out, like someone has worked him to death today.
"Hey Matt, are you okay?"
I watched Matt look up at me with a shadow in his eyes, I knew that something happened today.
Matt's POV:
I looked up slowly at Thomas, "I had that interview today"
As I seas those words Thomas's eyes widened. "How did it go, was it good bad, did they do anything bad to you?"
I know he is going to ask more questions then that but I felt really out of it. "They really worked me"
Thomas looked at me, "how bad?" . I didn't want to say but Thomas is always there for me and plus he helped me get through a bunch of shit. "They tried to see how long I could last through multiple torture, hurting me bending me and other ways that I don't want to talk about. I was mentally challenged and physical"
Thomas looked worried, "did you not get it though?". I looked at him, "yes, I did. But I am worried ". Thomas got up and took me by the arm, brought me around the back of the place and looked me in the eye. "Why would you of all people be worried?". "I'm worried because he told me that I am in charge of this teen, who has had over 20 different Bodyguard's this year".
Thomas looked at me "Is this kid that bad or too hard to just handle?". I looked up at the sky and the. Looked at him, "I don't know, maybe?"
"Hey I need to get going, I have to be up early and rested for tomorrow. I start at 3 a.m. tomorrow". Thomas signed " promise me you won't get in to any trouble at least, okay!?" I sighed and looked at the ground, "I promise".
The next morning:
I woke up to the sound of banging on my door. I was still mostly asleep, I sta up and looked over at the clock. It was only 1:30 a.m. I had another hour and a half to sleep. I got up and went to my door. Opened it a tad and looked outside. "who is it?" I said with a slight rasp in my voice. I squint my eyes because the lights where on outside my door. This very tall, lean man with a black suit and glasses looked at me. "Are you Matthew West?". I was confused on who this secret service looking guy was. "This is He, can I help you?", The guy took out a small box from his pocket that was inside the suit jacket, he then opened it and handed it to me. "Here is your equipment. You must wear this at all times, never show your face. Never talk to the girl, and protect her at all times."
I was confused on why I had to do all of this but I went with his words because I was kind of scared that he could break my neck with his pinky. He looks like one of those guys.
I took the case and watched him walk away. Going down the stairs instead of the elevator, he watched me while the doors shut. He lowered his glasses and noded "good luck, you will need it".
At that moment I knew I was way over my head for taking this job, it was either one going to kill me or two who ever this girl is, is going to drive my head in and I know it. They told me " take the job they said, It will be fun they said, you'll enjoy the work they said", well I'm not enjoying right now. They woke me up at 1 in the morning, and I don't work till 3, what a life I'll be living eh?
I walked back to my room and set my case aside, then crawled back into my warm comfortable bed. I fell back to sleep quickly.
1 hour and half later
My alarm went off right. When I didn't want to get up, as usual. I wake up a bit before getting out of bed, I would rather be awake before getting up this time. I then get up out of bed, and head over to the bathroom. To have an early cold shower. Cold water wakes you up, where warm water puts you to sleep. After my shower I get dressed in a black suit and a tie. That is what the dress code was for them. As I am putting my shoes on I hear my phone start to ring. So I get up and walk to my bedroom on the other side of the apartment, the number was unknown. I pick up the phone and answer, "Hello?". I sat there for three minutes hearing the sound of static. Then they hung up, "must have been a prank call or something"
Definitely something I guess.
TO BE CONTINUED....
