Hola! Here's chapter four! There's not much to say, other than the fact that I spent the week taking the ACTs, so I'm happy to be done with that! Enjoy!

Protecting Miss Montez

Chapter four

Get Him Out of Here

Mr. Montez was not happy- the President of the United States of America was not happy- and he was currently charging into the White House with his wife equally as concerned as he was. The head of security, Brian Wallace, was with him, answering all questions being asked by his boss.

"How'd this happen?" President Montez asked as his pace quickened as he took the path to his daughter's room.

"Sir, we're thinking the man might have hopped the fence. There's no security tape that saw him come from the front. We're pressing serious charges, no doubt."

"Why the hell did he have a camera with him and why was he after my daughter?" President Montez asked.

"We're not sure why he tried photographing Miss Montez, but he's from a gossip magazine, that we know." Wallace informed him. "They'll do anything for a story."

"Who got to him first?" He asked quickly, wanting the most information in the least amount of time.

"Mr. Bolton knocked him out before he could even try to get a second picture. He was with Gabriella when it happened."

"How'd he do that, might I ask?" President Montez asked as anger was still present on his face.

"Well… he punched him, Mr. President."

"Impressive." President Montez said quickly. "Where's he now? Has his next shift started yet?"

"He never went home, sir." Wallace answered him. "He guarded Gabriella through the night; apparently she had some kind of panic attack. Nothing serious, but she asked that he stay with her."

"Has she woken up yet?" Mrs. Montez asked.

"Not that I know of, Mrs. Montez." Wallace said as they neared the closed door of Gabriella's room.

Mr. Montez knocked quickly on the door of his daughter's room and he pushed the door open without waiting for a reply. When he walked in, Gabriella was sleeping peacefully at the edge of the bed, and Troy was standing quickly from the chair that he had been sitting at as he watched over to her.

"Morning, Mr. President." Troy said quietly with a nod.

"Can I speak to you outside, Mr. Bolton?" President Montez asked as his wife walked over to their daughter, sitting on the edge of the bed as she woke her up carefully.

Troy nodded as he followed the head of security and the President out the door. When Gabriella opened her eyes, the first thing that she saw was the empty chair next to her and then the back of Troy disappearing behind the door. She sat up quickly, just now noticing her mom next to her, causing her to jump slightly.

"We just got home." Mrs. Montez explained to her with a smile, brushing a loose strand of Gabriella's hair out of her face.

"Where's dad?" Gabriella asked her.

"He's talking to Troy in the hallway." She informed her with the same smile on her face. "I'm sure he's giving him the day off."

"Why would he do that?" Gabriella asked her in wonder, watching as he mom stood up to go towards the window, pulling the curtains open.

"He stayed here all night, sweetheart. Apparently, you had a panic attack?"

"I wouldn't exactly call it that." Gabriella lied as she stood up from her bed, running a hand through her long hair. "It was just a surprise." She explained.

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Montez asked her daughter as she walked towards the door.

"I'm making sure dad's not blaming Troy." Gabriella explained as she opened the door.

"…so you can get that hand fixed."

"Thank you, Mr. President."

Gabriella saw the three men standing in the hallway as she exited her room and she smiled when she saw her dad patting Troy on the shoulder as Troy started to walk away with Brian Wallace. Mr. Montez turned to look at his daughter, sighing as he saw her.

"You okay?" He asked her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Where's Troy going?" Gabriella asked curiously.

"I told him to take the rest of the day off so he could get some sleep and get his hand looked at. It's badly bruised." He answered.

"I'm sorry that this ended your trip early." Gabriella said honestly. "I know that you like them."

"It's not your fault, sweet heart." He told her with a nod. "I'm just glad you're okay."

"Me too." Gabriella smiled up at him.

"Well, I have a press conference in about twenty minutes, and I still don't know what I'm going to say, so I'll have to talk to you later, okay?"

"Okay." Gabriella nodded. "I'll get changed and watch you on TV."

Mr. Montez smiled as his daughter as he descended down the hallway in the same way Troy had and she went back into her room where her mom was making comments about her new wardrobe, only she wasn't listening to them. She definitely had other things on her mind.

***

Gabriella's eyes were squinted in a suspicious glare as the freshly printed newspaper was slammed harshly on the dinning room table, one that she was occupying herself because everyone else who would have been sitting there was off at the press conference. Her boyfriend Drew was now ranting on and on about the bold headline that was hanging above the picture of his girlfriend and her body guard.

"I'm gone for one second and you have a new wardrobe and are already up to your neck in rumors because of some guy?" Drew said angrily as he walked over to the long window, breathing deeply as he tried to calm himself down. "This could seriously affected your father's reelection and make my dad's job harder!"

Gabriella had somewhat blocked her angry boyfriend's voice out as she lifted the newspaper to see the front page. It read in large lettering "President's Daughter gets a New Look and a New Hunk to protect her Designer Jeans! What's next?"

"It's not like I did this on purpose, Drew. I went for a walk in my backyard! How would I have known that this was going to happen! You're making this out as if it's all my fault." Gabriella said as she tossed the paper back onto the table, seeing Drew making his way back over to her. He was hunched over the table, looking Gabriella directly in her eyes.

"You have to be aware that these things will happen! You don't know when you'll walk outside next and there will be bullets coming right towards you… you have to be prepared for anything." Drew explained to her.

"Shut up."

Drew was taken back when he heard the direct order from his girlfriend and he stood up straight slowly as she did, slamming in her chair as she looked at him.

"Don't ever give me warnings about what could happen to me or my family. I know what can happen, alright?" She spat harshly, seeing from the corner of her eyes, someone coming into the room, standing by the door quietly.

"What has gotten into you, Gabriella?" Drew asked with a shake of his head. "It's like those stupid jeans of yours have cut off your circulation and you've become… become mentally ill!"

Gabriella gasped as she looked at her once-perfect boyfriend.

"That's medically impossible you dumb ass! And these jeans are not stupid! They're designer!" She said as she started to make her way towards the door of the dining room, surprised when she turned to see Troy standing there, his hand wrapped in a white bandage.

"Are you really going to throw a temper tantrum?" Drew asked as he followed her out of the room and into the hall. "I'm just telling you the truth."

"Did you ever think about keeping the truth to yourself for my sake?" Gabriella asked as she spun around to look at him, shoving him slightly as he came too close to her.

Drew gave her a pity laugh as he shook his head.

"We're done!" Gabriella told him as she fidgeted with something on her finger.

Troy watched awkwardly from his spot a good ten feet away from them and he raised his eyebrows as he saw Gabriella pull off a ring from her finger, one that he hadn't even noticed until now.

"Babe, you're over reacting."

"No, you underestimated what I would do in this situation." Gabriella said as she shoved the ring into his suit pocket. "Troy…"

"Yes, Miss Montez?" Troy said as he started to walk towards the no longer happy couple.

"Get him out of here, please." She said as her voice cracked slightly, watching as Troy's hand carefully grabbed the arm of her ex-boyfriend's.

"Come with me, sir." Troy said with a nod, pulling his suit collar towards his mouth to communicate with other members of security. "Knight in Shining Armor is being escorted out… for good, boys. I need someone to meet me in the garage."

"Get your hands off of me!" Drew said angrily.

Troy smirked as he held onto him tighter, pulling him away as Gabriella walked in the opposite direction, trying obviously to stay strong until she was out of viewing distance from the both of them.

Troy walked slowly back to Gabriella's room once Drew, who spent the entire time grumbling about that bitch, had been escorted out of the building. He could have guessed that the perfect on-the-outside guy that Gabriella used to be fond of wasn't as good as he seemed to be. Informing Charles about the recent break up through his walkie-talkie-like device on his collar, Troy stood outside of Gabriella's door, looking around at the row of pictures lined up in front of him of former guests at the White House.

***

It had been the third time Troy knocked on Gabriella's door, following orders given by the President that she needed to come out for dinner, but she wasn't in the mood for socializing and no longer had an appetite. Troy sighed as he heard no response from the other side of the door and he stepped away from it again.

"Mr. Bolton, didn't I tell you to take the rest of the day off?" President Montez asked as he approached him, smiling softly at him as he looked caught off guard.

"Yes, Mr. President, but I got my hand looked at and decided to come back… I'm glad I did, considering…"

"Charles informed me about the break up." President Montez nodded, knocking on his daughter's door just like Troy had before.

"Troy! Stop knocking on my door!" They both heard from the other side of the door, laughing softly together.

"I see you've tried already." President Montez said quietly to Troy.

"Three times, sir." Troy replied with a smirk.

"It's dad." President Montez said loudly so that Gabriella would hear him.

"I'm not hungry. Can't you eat without me? I look like crap."

"No, come on out and we can talk about it. No one is here to see you anyways, so it doesn't matter what you look like."

"That's because I just broke up with the only person who ever came to see me!" Gabriella cried from her room.

"Wrong thing to say, wasn't it?" President Montez asked Troy with a soft chuckle.

"Yeah." Troy nodded.

"Come out here, Gabs, this is ridiculous, you've been in there all day."

President Montez waited with his hands in his pocket as he heard movement on the other side of the door. Troy heard the door knob move and after a few seconds, Gabriella appeared from behind the door, eyes red and puffy with her navy blue Lakers t-shirt.

"I hate guys." Gabriella grumbled as she limply walked out of her room. "They suck."

"I've heard that a few times." President Montez said with a soft smile as he and Gabriella started to make their way down the hallway.

Troy stayed by Gabriella's door, letting the two walk together as they talked. He didn't want to hear the conversation about how much Gabriella hated her ex-boyfriend either, which was why he stayed behind. Gabriella took a deep breath after ranting to her dad about her waste of time with Drew and felt like something was missing as they continued to walk. She looked behind her, noticing now that Troy wasn't following them. He was still by her room, watching her as she walked down the hallway, probably, she thought, checking her out in her Lakers t-shirt.

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