My Bodyguard

Chapter 43

Mia's POV

"This could go the easy way or the hard way, Mia. You just have to decide whether you want to live or die."

"Don't make me laugh."

"You don't believe me?"

"Give me a reason I should."

Its been a day after, since I got kidnapped. Nothing new happened, really. Just a few beatings there and there. Yup, nothing new.

I had been dragged by two guards, their tight grip never loosening once we reached the cell they would interrogate me in.

I quite enjoyed myself down here, though I couldn't say the same for the blood dripping down my face. They really thought I would just give them information they wanted. Sucks to be them.

The time was slow. Several guards were poised outside, Louis and I being the only one in the cell. As for Killian, I couldn't care less what happened to him. Him being out of my sight was good enough. Seeing him makes me want to loose control and get things over with. One quick death was too good for him. A slow, slow torture was something I would much rather enjoy doing.

"Just give me what I want, Mia. This could be all over," Louis finally said, sat in the corner,  a bored expression placed on his face.

"As for my life?"

"That's all up to you."

"Bullshit," I snarled.

The chains that wrapped around my wrist prevented me from killing him. It was attached to either side of the wall, my arms stretched apart, my body vulnerable to any hit Louis plans to do.

"All your empty promises are all fucking bullshit. Do you think I'm stupid enough to fall for that shit," I spat, eyes flaring at the sight of him. "Hurt me all you want. But don't think for a second I'll hand any information to a bastard like you."

A laugh left Louis's mouth, as he pushed  off the wall and took a step closer to me. He gripped my neck, stopping an amount of air from escaping.

I kept my face neutral, though from the smirk that spread across his lips told me enough. He could see I was struggling to breath.

Our faces were inches apart as he whispered, "I like the confidence. But how long will it last until your decisions hurt the people you love." His grip tighten slightly. "Would you risk their death on your hands, just for useless information?" he questions, his head tilt to the side at the amount of fun he was having right now with me.

"That's enough, Louis."

Louis rolled his eyes at the sound of the familiar voice.

"You'll kill her," he spoke again, his figure pulling Louis back.

I coughed and coughed. I heaved a massive deep breath, attempting to shake off the feel of his hands around my neck. Bastard.

Once regaining my breath again, I find Louis straightening his clothes. "Don't be so dramatic. I was simply reminding her who was in charge," he remarked, his smile only growing at the sight of me. "It seems it worked, don't you think?" he asked in no one particular.