Chapter two

Brit's Point of View

6 weeks later

"Miss Matthews, the police officers are here," Judie one of the nurses who works at the Hospitals tells me. Oh joy time to meet the bodyguards. I don't even see why I need them, it's not like I can't defend myself.

Walking down the hall behind Judie I plaster on a smile, that's the great thing though isn't it? Plaster on a smile doesn't matter how fake it is and people will always believe that you are the happiest person alive and it's a fact that people feel more at ease with happy people. I'm not exactly a 'happy person' and I would rather have my new babysitters thinking I'm  a defenceless kitten so I can shove the fact that I'm really not in their faces.

Coming to a stop outside of the conferencey meeting room thing, I take a deep breath and swing open the annoyingly bright white wall. This place needs colour I don't think the decorators had ever heard of a colour palette.

"I am Officer Damon Glyn-Fern," a tall, muscular, ginger haired guy says. Ok so not that bad so far I mean he sounded a bit tetchy which could be an issue because I do so enjoy annoying the marshmallows out of people, eh we'll see. Now, on to the next one, "Hi I'm Officer Liam Thompson and you must be Miss Matthews," someone says stepping in front of Officer wait what, did he just say Thompson, Liam Thompson. Oh my fluffy bunny rabbits not Liam it can't be Liam.

"Liam, what are you doing here?" I screech. He can't be my bodyguard not Liam. Not my Liam. Liam was one of my 'guards' that Max made me have so I didn't run off. So that when he wasn't there he had eyes on me all the time. Well he did with the first guards he gave me. But then Mase, Liam and John came well Liam kind of came and went he was there for about a year and a half, a few months less than that I believe. But he hasn't changed one bit, same shaggy dirty blond hair same emerald green eyes, same annoying smile-smirk. "It looks like I'm your new bodyguard," Liam says his smile going from ear to ear. Well at least someone's happy about this arrangement.

"I don't need a bodyguard so toodles," I smirk twirling round and aiming for the door, only to be stopped by an hand grabbing my arm, oh heck no. "Miss Matthews we are here to protect you so I suggest you sit you backside down in that seat and listen unless you plan on getting shot in the near future," Officer Damon snaps turning, no pulling round to face him. "I don't need a babysitter, I can defend myself. So, I suggest that you get your bloody hands off of me before I snap your arm in two," I snarl yanking my hand out of his grip. I hate when people do that, they think they can control me. ME yeah not going to happen, it's amusing to watch them try though.

"Ok let's all sit down and talk shall we," Joanna interjects walking over, wait since when was she here? She must have snuck in at some point. She was the police lady that gave me her number. She visited. A lot, turns out she's my family liasi. No I think lioso, liaison officer that's it. So it wasn't really by choice. She's nice though. I was her first case after she was promoted; I was a lot of people's first case. There's nothing better to start a person off with, than a murder, abduction and a drugs and crimes ring, a real easy start, just a glide into work, nothing that could leave you with nightmares, no of course not, more like mental scars for life. It's like when I walked in on my late grandmother naked. It still makes me cringe just thinking about it. It gave me nightmares for a whole year.  "I'll stand thank you," I bite back glaring at Officer Damon, who just glares right on back.

"Right, I'll start, I am still of the view that the witness would be far safer in witness protection. Why is it that she is returning to her old house where Max Carmichael actually visited and knows the location of?" the prosecutor guy I think his name is Greg or something; I can't be bothered, let's just call him Greg for now. He's an annoying, patronising, little shrimp tail who thinks he can treat me like a little toddler; he's in for a shock.

"No, nope and heck no," I retort bitter sweetly, I am not changing my name. I am not moving miles and miles away, Max has already stolen my life once, I refuse to let him destroy what's left of it now that he is at long last gone.

"Ok we will leave that for now it can be revisited later but I believe that you are due back at her family home soon so I will let you go. Brittany we will have a briefing soon," Greg guy says walking out. Oh Yay that was quick. Now onto getting rid of the babysitters. Maybe if I annoy them enough they will leave, well I don't exactly expect Liam to stick around long anyways, so I just need to focus mainly on Officer Damon. From what I can tell already he has a very, very extremely, can only see with a microscopely short temper.

"Ok well I'm off bye," I shout running out of the room and down the hall ahhhhhhhhh freedom. Now if I just grab my bags, find Mase and John then I can finally leave this hellhole. Maybe we could even miss the whole family thing, yeah probably not. Ughhhh why can't we just e-mail and let that be all. I'm perfectly ok with email, embracing technology and all that, the less human contact, with my family especially, the better So, maybe I'm looking forward to seeing Auntie Belle and my brother and ok my friends and all that but the rest of them I could easily live without seeing.

None of my family were allowed in to see me. At my request, only Mase and John could visit and Auntie Belle basically forced her way in here so, yeah. The others didn't need to see me like this, getting help, because my life has been destroyed. Having to tell a few people what happened was hard enough, I couldn't tell anyone else, nobody else actually needed to know. Because of course my reintroduction  would sound great 'Hey remember me, I'm your stupid wimp of a sister/friend who got kidnapped. Well I have to stay at a mental ward place for a while because the guy who kidnapped me totally screwed me up. Oh and by the way I can now kill you and usually carry around a gun, so how are you?'

I couldn't see them start to look at me with pity, them thinking I can't do anything that I am weak. I am a lot of things, but I am not weak. "Brittany, you can't just run off like that," Liam shouts running into the hospital room. Since when was I going to listen to them? "Ahh great timing my bags are there warning they might be heavy. Chop chop you need to drop me off at the hell house soon," I say in a sing song voice walking out of the door and basically straight into Officer Damon, oh joy the annoying one is here.

Mase and John are stood at the front doors waiting, for me. I guess. They could be twins I swear. Well kind of. Mase has light brown shaggy hair always in an 'I'm trying to look like I just got out of bed but I actually took 3 hours in my hair'. Whereas John has short dark brown spikey hair and doesn't really care about what it looks like believe me when I say he doesn't care. It's horrific sometimes. John has light brown eyes with a hint of grey. On the other hand Mase just has dark blue eyes. Well they're not really anything like twins but if it was based on personality they would so be almost twins.

They were my guards but they were really nice and funny. Still are. So we became friends and they tried to stop Max hurting me, they even said they would help me escape, but Max would've killed them, I could never do that to them. "Di they said we can drive you home but one of them has to be in the car with us. We put your stuff in the car for you so we can go now if you want? I missed you so much" Mase mumbles stumbling with his words because he's talking to fast. They were the only nice ones at Max's, they were always bickering and being silly, well when Max wasn't there they were.

Giggling I run at full speed towards them and launch myself into their arms. God I've missed them. Finally putting my feet on the floor I start voicing the fears that have been plaguing me mind for the last few weeks "You are going to stay with me right? You're not going to leave me are you?" They cut me off with by both of them hugging me even harder stopping me talking because I can't breathe. No I seriously can't breathe. Oh god I can't breathe. Ok calm. You're not going to die. Ok and breathe. Wait I can't breathe so how is telling me to breathe going to help.

"Di, we are not leaving you, ever ok. You are stuck with us from now on. You won't be able to get rid of us. Now if we let go will you start being silly again?" John tells me releasing me slightly. Ok I can breathe we're all good now.
They call me Di because when I first met them I answered the door to Paul and told him to go die and it kind of stuck, but that was not my fault Paul was and still is a creep who really needs to shower more often, but that's beside the point, he never was the nicest person I ever met so I decided to be the evilest person that he had ever met. That included pink hair dye, a slight incident with laxatives in his lunch and I may or may not have switched the bullets in his guns for some very pretty party popper bullet lookalikes,  which may I say took forever to make, but they were totally worth it.

Pulling my arm out from in between them I slap his back. How rude I'm not that bad. At least I don't think I'm that bad am I? No don't answer that, no but seriously I'm not that bad I mean slightly evil but not that bad.

"Let her go and walk away slowly," Mr party pooper (I.e. Officer Damon) orders from behind me. Why can't this be easy? "Mase, John this is one of my new babysitters Officer Damon Glynnie," I snap pulling away from them and spinning round. "Officer these are my friends I believe the terms of my co-operation to be a witness was included in the file that you were most likely given. Well these are the mentioned ex-bodyguards and two very trusted people that I met at Max's. Are we all ok now? Great I'm leaving, be a dear Glynnie and sign my release form for me," I say grabbing Mase and John and dragging them to the door.

"I seriously need a......" I start as Mase reveals a take away coffee cup from somewhere or other. "I love, love, love you," I scream grabbing the cup and taking a big gulp. Ahh I've missed Coffee: the café here only does tea because the old machine broke and no one can be bothered to get someone in to fix it. Torture I tell you torture.

"Brittany, get back here now," Liam screams, come on I was ** this close, I tell you this close to freedom. "What now?" I growl turning round to face him and Glynnie. I think Liam's about to burst a vein in his neck. Oh my fluffballs that thing's huge, I think someone's angry. Well done for stating the obvious. Shut up. I really need to stop talking to myself. Yeah you do. SHUT UP.

Right back to the real not insane world, "You can't just run off like that. What if there was a sniper or someone waiting for you. You need to wait for us to give you the go ahead. Wait here I will go and check out the car and once I give the signal then you come over," Liam shouts. Urghhhhhh, I do not need babysitters, I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself. All I need is John and Mase. I don't want someone shadowing me all the time I want to have a life. People are going to talk about me being found I don't need more talk about the fact I need to be constantly protected. "Come on Di it's not that bad," Mase chuckles probably seeing my expression. I don't need to be protected I just got a life I don't want it taken away before I've even tried it out. Mase and John stand on either side laughing at me. I will so get them back for this. "If you think it's not that bad you have the babysitters and I'll make a run for it now," I snap lowering my voice imitating Mase's voice.

"You can go over now," Glynnie (I like that nickname, that is so staying) snaps. Wow someone is in a bad mood today, no idea why. He gets to spend loads of time with me, he should be ecstatic. Hmmmmm I can see why he's in a bad mood now, oopsies my bad.

Smirking at him I walk over to the car. "Shove over you big oaf. I have a right to see my baby neice..... protection my.... Britty pie. Oh my fluffballs look how thin you are? I need to fatten you up," Belle screams starting to cry. "Oh come here," she cries holding her arms out as I run into them. "Oh my poor baby, are you ok? I swear I will bash that rotten filthy dirt bag round the head for hurting you, you just watch me. And could you tell Mr Stick up his royal buttocks to take a chill pill. He almost gave me a heart attack with that gun of his. He made me put the dogs away, they got so excited when I told them you were coming home. Now I know that you're staying with Andy and that but I will be there every day. You hear me? We can't have them trying to make you live on pizza forever, and Andy isn't the most reliable person with anything in the kitchen. Oh Britty look at you, I've missed you so much," Belle babbles hugging me tighter.

She's my Dad's sister and my absolute favourite aunt in the whole world. She's like an amazing sister but also like another mum as well. She literally used to drop everything for either Andy or I. When I was about 14 I was having a really hard time with some people who were being mean to me. Usually if I was having a problem I would tell Andy and he would 'sort' it out for me i.e. he would either yell at them or beat them up. I just beat them up myself now, takes less time.

Well back to the actual point; wait what was the actual point? Oh yeah Andy, evil devil girlfriend and Aunty Belle, so what I was saying is that I didn't want to say anything to Andy because it just so happened that the main person that was being mean was his girlfriend at the time, having bad taste is girlfriends and boyfriends seems to run in the family, but I think I can safely say that my choice was by far the worse, what with the whole him kidnapping me thing.

Oh for goodness sake I seriously need to stop this, okay basically  I rang Aunty Belle because I was really worried about school the next day and was contemplating pulling a sickie, I know the goody two shoes wanted to skip school shock horror, now get over it and on with the story, Aunty Belle turned up at 1am in the morning we shall totally forget the fact that I had school the next day so probably should have been in bed but hey rules are made to be broken, well they are in my life, so aunty Belle turned up and made me tell Andy and then Andy broke up with the girl and I may or may not have helped spread a few harmless rumours about her once kissing a goat on a residential trip in year 8.

Okay so maybe it was a bit farfetched but that did actually happen to a boy in my year on that actual trip but I am not going to go into the details of that trip right now that is a far too painful a memory which may or may have involved me being chased by several large horned goats, which is why I now will never go near the animals in a petting zoo or anywhere really. They are evil animals that prey on innocent people.

"I am going to kill the little rat that did that to you, you don't worry about him at all, he'll be dealt with, no one messes with my favourite niece," she threatens and now we see where the violence comes from. "So that's who you get the crazy violent tendencies from," John whispers in my ear, turning slightly in Belle's embrace I slap him round the head, I am not violent, ok I may have jut slapped someone who said I was violent to prove that I'm not violent, I can see the flaw in my argument now, I'm going to shut up now.

"And who are those hot pieces of meat behind you?" my aunt says moving me beside her, wow so she has rubbish taste and potential blindness due to the fact that she just called John and Mase hot and pieces of meat. Actually, no that's just plain scary, these are my friends. Yuckity yuck yuckers.

"Oooh I brought the dogs, they're probably going crazy right now. I'll go grab them now before they destroy my car," Belle screams zooming off. Before I 'left' she had four dogs, two troublesome Rottweiler's called Siri and Bobby, a beautiful husky called Bella and an adorable black Labrador called Molly, they were all adorable but Bobby was my favourite he's just so lovable, I don't care what some people say about Rottweiler's being vicious and mean dogs it's the person that makes the dog who they are. If you give them a good home then 99% of the time you get a good dog. 

"Bobby, come back here now," Belle shouts as a huge flufflball followed by other fluffballs come from behind a big blue car. "Awwww I missed you guys too," I coo as they all start jumping around me like crazy loonies. I love dogs, I always wanted one when I was younger. I would beg my parents for one but they would always say no.

"Sit," Belle commands making all of the dogs stop immediately. Looking round I see Bobby, Molly, Siri and Bella all sitting perfectly looking adorable as ever. "Now Britty be a dear and take Bobby's lead for me, so he can't run off again. You wouldn't know that I trained him," Belle mutters fumbling with the three other leads.
"Here Aunty Belle give Bella and Molly to Mase and John," I say shoving them towards her.

"What do I do with it," John says holding the lead like its a snake.
"It's a dog, it's not going to kill you, well unless they're told to " I laugh as Molly starts to chew at her lead playing tug with the lead. "Di what do I don't?Oh my God I'm too good looking to die, stop it, heel, sit, look there's a cat, take the cat not me. Di this is all your fault," Mase screams practically hyper-ventilating, drama queen much.
"Ummm who is Di?" Belle asks completely ignoring the fact that Mase is going ever so slightly green and dancing around like a headless chicken How is this my fault? I'm not that bad.It's not like planned to completely terrorise them by making the dogs do anything to them. Of course I wasn't, because I am a good girl, a role model for the community of kindness, the goddess of sweetness, yeah maybe not.

"Di is Brit. New place, new nickname, new person, type of thing," John explains rubbing Mase on the back. Come on seriously. Wimp.  "We need to go now if it's all right with everyone. I need to finish briefing the family on the situation and as you know it's been arranged that we are staying with Miss Matthews's brothers and some of his friends," Liam says going all serious and business-like. Joanna gives a nod to say she understood, I guess. Liam walks forward and opens my door for me, such a gentleman. (Sarcasm intended)

Reviews

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I like the tone and the way the story is starting to form. However, I am having a bit of trouble with the way some of the sentences read. The long, run on sentences are tough to follow.

Also, it seems like body guards are being assigned even though they worked for the bad guy... I'm a little confused. Were they undercover police?