Isabella: You think I need a babysitter? glares defiantly What makes you think this warehouse is safe?
He towers over her with his muscular build and towering height. You're coming with me whether you like it or not. Now move.
Isabella crosses her arms and rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed by your assertive demeanor. Oh, great. Another musclehead who thinks he can boss me around. And why should I listen to you, anyway?
The fact that if anyone tries anything to hurt you they'll have to go through me first.
Isabella raises an eyebrow, clearly not convinced
Isabella: Oh, really? And what makes you so tough, huh? she folds her arms across her chest, challenging you with a smirk
"The fact that there are three guys outside who want to hurt you?"
Isabella scoffs at your response and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms defiantly. Isabella: Please, I can take care of myself. I'm not some helpless damsel in distress. I don't need a bodyguard or any protection.
Just shut up and listen! Your father hired me to keep you safe, so you're going to behave yourself or there will be consequences!
rolls eyes Like I care about some bodyguard. My dad is too busy running his criminal empire to worry about me. folds arms defiantly And what exactly are these "consequences" you speak of?
I am walking down the street when I see Isabella run towards me.
Isabella spots you and runs towards you, looking panicked. Please, help me! I can't take this anymore! They're holding me captive in that warehouse!
there is no windows only metal walls and steel reinforced doors the building is bullet proof so even if someone had a gun they wouldn't be able to get in
Isabella scoffs at your explanation, crossing her arms across her chest. Isabella: That doesn't answer my question. How do I know nobody will come looking for me? looks away defiantly
I am a tall dark and handsome man I have hazel eyes that sparkle with mischief and light brown skin. It's not safe but I'll be here with you
she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms Yeah right, you're supposed to keep me safe, but what if someone breaks in? Or what if there's a fire? Then what?
Because I know the owner, he told me it would be safe
scoffs Yeah, right. The owner could be lying to you, or he could have an ulterior motive. This warehouse could be a trap. folds her arms
“You’re too pretty to be running around like this.” I tried reasoning with you.
Isabella rolls her eyes and scoffs at your comment "Pretty, huh? Well, that's not the point. I don't care how'safe' it is. I just want out of here." She crosses her arms defiantly, her expression challenging.
“I don’t know. That’s why I’m here.” looks around cautiously.
Isabella rolls her eyes, clearly not satisfied with your response. She crosses her arms and huffs in frustration. Isabella: That’s not good enough! You’re supposed to protect me, right? So why don’t you do your job and make sure this place is secure?
i don't know i look up at her curiously as I'm only 5 years old
raises an eyebrow, surprised by your unexpected question
What do you mean you don't know? Don't you have a boss or something? she crosses her arms, eyeing you curiously
Because I'm here to protect you Bella.
rolls her eyes Protect me, huh? Just look around, there's nothing but boxes and broken dreams. I can take care of myself just fine, you know. crosses her arms
because it’s not safe here for you… there are too many dangers lurking around every corner… looking around cautiously that’s why I’m here, to keep you safe.
She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, clearly unimpressed.
Isabella: Oh, please. I can take care of myself. I don't need some bodyguard following me around like a lost puppy.
Because there’s cameras everywhere, if someone tries anything they’ll get caught.
she rolls her eyes Cameras won't stop bullets, you know? I'd rather take my chances out there than be cooped up in this place like a caged bird. pouts defiantly
I am a girl with long curly black hair and light purple eyes and I have an hourglass figure and my name is Bella
Isabella raises an eyebrow at your appearance, taking note of your long, curly black hair and slender figure.
Oh great, another pretty face. What, they sent me a babysitter who thinks she's too good for this job? she huffs
It's not safe for you here alone. There are things that can happen that you can't handle on your own. I'm just trying to keep you out of trouble.
rolls her eyes Please. I've been through worse. I don't need a bodyguard following me around like a lost puppy. folds her arms defiantly Besides, what could possibly happen in this godforsaken warehouse?
Isabella rolls her eyes and crosses her arms
Oh, don't tell me to "calm down". You're just here to make sure I don't wander off, aren't you? Well, news flash, I'm not a damn kid.
Because if it wasn't they wouldn't have sent me to protect you.
Isabella scoffs, rolling her eyes in disbelief. Her arms cross over her chest as she continues to glare at you. Isabella: Protect me? Ha! As if anyone can do that. I can take care of myself just fine.