Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter Four

TW: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE, SEXUAL ASSAULT, AND MURDER

-Greyson's POV-

I was driving through the city to get to my house when I heard faint screaming. I looked into the alleyway to see a girl pinned to the wall by some guy. I hit the breaks and stopped the car, turning it off and getting out.

I silently approached the group, careful not to make myself known just yet. The girl was sobbing while this mother fucker was grabbing her up, lousily trying to get her clothes off.

"No one is going to help you ragazza," I heard him say as I got closer. My blood began to boil and I stopped walking.

"Non ci scommettere," (I wouldn't bet on that.) I said, announcing my presence. All of them turned in my direction. I recognized the boys immediately.

The one that had the girl was Lorenzo Costello, a drug dealer for a cartel in the city, he's low on the totem pole. Then there was Carlo and Diablo, brothers. Carlo always wore a red bandana on his wrist and Diablo has an eyepatch from losing his eye. I cut it out when he stole from me.

The third guy is just some junkie that hangs around the cartel. The only one I didn't recognize was the girl. I could hear her erratic breathing and that snapped me out of my analysis as my eyes fell back to her.

"Cosa hai intenzione di fare al riguardo? Huh?" (What are you going to do about it?) Carlo said confidently as he attempted to shove me. I took his right hand and twisted it around his back, dislocating it. He yelled out and pulled away. He began stumbling out of the alley and down the street.

The junkie decided to be brave and try to throw a punch at me. I side stepped him and punched him in the face. I grabbed the back of his head and forced it down, kneeing him in the stomach. He fell to the ground, knocked out. I turned to Diablo and stood quietly, waiting for him to make his move.

"Il cupo mietitore!" (The Grim Reaper!) He yelled, pointing at me. He took off running out of the alleyway. Coward.

"Ok, andiamo duro ragazzo," (Alright let's go tough guy.) Lorenzo said.

"Mi stai solo infastidendo," (You're just annoying me.) I sighed. This kid has a reputation for attempted rape and rape, I'm tired of it. So I took out my 48 and shot him before he even had the chance to move.

I watched as the girl fell back, screaming. She curled into a ball and stared at the body in front of her.

"Va tutto bene, sei al sicuro ora," I said softly as I approached her, holding my hand out.

"I'm sorry I d-don't understand y-you," she stuttered out as she tried to steady her breathing. I sighed and grumbled, she's American.

"I said it's ok, you're safe now," I repeat, still holding my hand out for her to take.

"Thank you," She mumbled as she slid her small hand into mine. She was freezing but warm tingles radiated through my hand at her touch. "For saving me."

"You're welcome," I said quietly."Come with me I'll help you get cleaned up." I said as I looked over her blood covered face. She had a pretty large cut on her right cheekbone.

"That's ok, I'll just clean up at my house," She replied. I'm not letting her go by herself, no way in hell. Call me crazy but I feel the need to help her.

"That wasn't a request," I snapped. I turned around and began walking back to my car.

"I don't even know your name," she shouted.

"Greyson," I said as I kept walking. "You?" I asked, stopping at the passenger door.

"Vanessa," she replied hesitantly. Vanessa, I said her name over again in my head.

She came over to the car and I opened the door for her, she looked up at me before getting in.

After I got in the car I texted my Capo Kai and told him to get someone here to dispose of Lorenzo's body. I pulled away from the alleyway and decided on taking her to my mom's cafe to get her cleaned up.

"Let's go," I mumbled as I opened the door to get out. I walked up to the front door and took out the key mom gave me. Sometimes I drop by to manage the cafe when she's busy.

"How do you have a key to this place?" Vanessa asked. I turned to her and just stared at her. I could own this place for all she knows.

"Sit there," I pointed to the counter as I walked behind it to get the first aid kit.

"I only asked because I work here and I've never seen you before." She said quietly as I returned with the first aid kit in hand. I set it on the counter and opened it. I grabbed the hydrogen peroxide, a cotton ball and a small clear band aid.

"My mother owns this place." I responded as I went back behind the counter. I grabbed a fresh wash cloth and ran it under warm water.

"You don't come by? Like I said I've never seen you before," She asked.

"How long have you worked here?" I asked, ringing out the cloth. I've never seen her before either so I'm curious.

"About two months," She responded.

"I've been out of town for three months," I answered. I had some business with some associates in the U.K. I walked back over to her and stepped right in front of her. Her light brown hair was all tangled and messy and her face was stained with blood and tears. I watched as her beautiful hazel eyes roamed over my face and body.

"Can you spread your legs a little?" I asked softly. I need to get closer.

"What?" She asked.

"I need to get closer so I can clean your face." I replied.

"Oh, sorry," She muttered, spreading her legs so I could step between them. I began wiping her face with the washcloth. When I got the blood off I reached over and grabbed the hydrogen peroxide, pouring some on the cotton ball.

She hissed and flinched slightly as the cotton ball touched her. I pulled my hand back slightly, making sure she's ok.

"Sorry," She whispered. I brought the cotton ball back up and continued cleaning the cut. She clenched her beautiful eyes closed.

"Stop apologizing, it's annoying," I muttered. She has nothing to be sorry for.

Once I finished cleaning the cut I applied the bandaid. My hand lingered over the cut for a split second. I feel some sort of attraction to this girl. No, she's just some hot girl that needed help. That's it. I stepped back and cleared my throat.

"I'll take you home," I said, walking over to put the first aid kit back in its place.

"That's ok, I don't live far, I can walk," She said quickly.

"I'm not letting you walk, especially after what just happened," I said, walking over to her. I don't care how far away she lives. She's small and has already gotten attacked once tonight. Who's to say it won't happen again. "Come on."

I took her by the arm and walked outside with her. I turned and locked up the cafe. We got in the car and she gave me directions to her house.

When we arrived there were two other women on the porch, waiting.

"Thank you so much, for everything," Vanessa said, turning to look at me. I turned to her and nodded.

"Goodnight Vanessa," I responded. I could say her name all day.

"Goodnight," She whispered. I watched as she exited the car and her friend ran up to her, hugging her.

I pulled back out of the driveway and began to drive home. The entire time my mind kept wandering back to that beautiful girl with the pretty eyes.

What the hell is wrong with me? I need to fuck someone. That must be it.

Bit of a short chapter but I thought it might be fun to show y'all Greyson's thought process while meeting Vanessa. Let me know what you guys think!

Hopefully I'll post another chapter later today, I'm playing it by ear right now.