And You think my bruised knees, are sorta pretty. And I think your tired eyes, are kinda nice.
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"Let's go."
Amadeus began to pack up bags for me, "where?" I asked him.
"We're leaving out of town. You broke your phone and now I know for a fact your father is going to have you tracked down."
"If I skip town it is only going to be more suspicious, we should actually go to London like I told-"
He interrupted me by screaming "No" loudly and slamming his hands down on my suit case.
"I know why you want to go over there" he spat.
I rolled my eyes, "london isn't just a small neighborhood it doesn't mean I'm going to come in contact with Tom" I spat back.
"Plus, I want to see my mother. If you love me like you say you do, let's go see my mother at least, damn it" I stood up.
He scoffed but then opened my suit case again.
"Then get what you need. We leave in half an hour. And I know where your mom is at. Don't try to fool me" he said walking out of my room. I scoffed but did as I was told, because apparently if I disobey Tom gets hurt.
I packed as little as I could just to have an excuse to go "shopping".
I packed my badge and some of the clothing my father gave me to protect me against stabbing or bullets. Just Incase I had to make a run for it. I packed my "secret" phone too, one that has unlimited data and long distance phone calls. A gift from the job.
Once my bag was packed I went to grab my keys but Amadeus stopped me.
"One. I'm driving. And two, we're taking my car." He said snatching my keys from me.
"Okay" I shrugged them followed him outta my room. As I was walking down the stairs I saw a bracelet my father gave to me.
It looked like a normal watch but it was a safety thing my father did for me a long time ago in case I was taken hostage like this. It has a secret button and a tracker. Once the button was pressed the tracker turned on his phone as well as an alarm.
I never wear it because I was always too careful.
No one knows about what my father did so I went to grab it.
"That better not be a gift from that-"
"It is from my father, you shit. I may not see him again so I at least want to keep this part of him!" I snapped. He looked at me sympathetically then just nodded.
I rolled my eyes then went to put on, casually pressing the button.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Yeah" I shrugged, I then felt him grab my hands. "Hey!"
He placed cold metal cuffs on me.
"What the hell!" I shouted at him.
"Just in case you try something on the way over there" he said then threw his hoodie over me to hide my arms from anyone.
Thats when he began to walk me to his car. He threw me in the backseat along with my things, not caring about placing a seat belt on me or if I fell off the seats.
Quietly I prayed my dad got the memo and was rushing to come get me.
I began to lose hope when the airport was coming into view however.
Amadeus turned around after briefly parking. "Turn around I need to take those cuffs off"
I slightly turned them he quickly unlocked them, chucking them in his glove box.
I was finally able to stretch my hands and rub my aching wrists. Those things are really no joke.
The valet guy came to take the car, we took out our things, the valet guy looked at me worriedly, I forgot I still had bruises and cuts on my face.
He then began to pull out his phone, probably to call help, but Amadeus didn't like that.
"Put that away, dude" he said to him, the guy slowly put down his phone, looking at me apologetically.
I sighed, "You're not getting away that easily" he chuckled then wrapped his arm around my waist as he carried our things.
People around me began to look at me strange, I knew it was because of the damage to my face. Security had began to follow behind us as Amadeus went for the kiosks.
There was a flight to London in three hours but he just kept looking. I became confused.
That's when he picked a flight for Sydney, Australia.
I looked at him in disbelief. "You actually thought we were going over there?" He chuckled then inserted his card and pin.
I was frozen, in anger, shock and because I didn't know if I should attack him or scream for help. One wrong move on my part, Tom gets it, or my family.
We heard people gasping behind us as the tickets printed out from the machine.
"Police! Put your hands up!" Was shouted from behind us.
Amadeus casually turned around.
"Oh great your daddy ruined everything" he muttered to me.
My head snapped in the direction of my father.
"Oh dear god, Colin!" His voice cracked upon seeing me.
"We said put your hands up!" Owen screamed at Amadeus.
"Come over here hun" my dad signaled me over, putting down his weapon.
"Colin. If you talk, Tom will get hurt. Think about that" Amadeus muttered to me.
"STOP TALKING!" Paul shouted inching closer, bringing out his cuffs.
I then stopped.
Amadeus only threatens me with hurting Tom if he sees me weak or worried about him. What if I switched on him? I only had seconds to make a decision. I'm going with my gut.
I began to fake chuckle, through pain and wither lies.
"Amy. I don't care anymore. He is with the love of his life now. I do not care, he's happy, she's happy and that's great. Now I'll be happy with you behind bars, for harassment, abduction and the holding of a fugitive. That was my goal all along. My goal as Tom's bodyguard. Now it can all be put to rest. Also. You assaulted an officer so good luck in prison. And as a cop yourself. I'll actually be quite surprised if you manage to survive the night." I patted his back then began to walk towards my dad leaving them all speechless.
"So that's it? You're just giving up on Tom, on us?"
I started genuinely laughing. "There was never an us! My job as Tom's bodyguard was to make the threats stop and to put the perpetrator behind bars. And that is where you're headed. So my job is done. I can now be at peace" I grinned after I joined my father's side.
"You're twisted" he snapped.
"And you're sick!" I retorted back at him.
Owen and Paul approached Amadeus to restrain him in cuffs.
"Remember to watch the news tonight, princess" Amadeus smirked.
I rolled my eyes then just embraced my dad as Owen and a few other officers walked Amadeus out of the airport.
"Boss." Paul said interrupting our silent embrace.
"What is it?" My father turned to him.
Paul then handed the bags, tickets and Amadeus credit card to him. That's when I took my bag and slipped out a ticket.
"Wh-what are you doing?" My dad asked in disbelief.
"I need to get away. For real this time. For just a short while" I said to him.
"I am not letting you out of my sight!" My father almost shouted in sadness.
"I'll be fine. I'm going to go be with mom. Then to bring her back home." I smiled at him.
"Stay with me for a while!" He begged.
"Dad. I'll be back. I just want to find mom and be with her for a while. I'll be back." I reassured him.
He hugged me tightly again but nodded. "You be good, stay safe" he muttered.
"Always"