Stolen Sweetheart

Part sixteen

Toms POV:
The night of the breakup:
"Don't touch me. I don't want you to be with a fucking crazy person" y/n said as she walked out of the door. I was angry with myself for saying those things about her. I loved her the way she was. I started throwing things and yelling "FUCK YOU!" Once I broke a number of things I broke down in tears. I had lost the one thing I wanted in life. I had lost her. About a week later I got a knock on my door and I rushed over hoping it was y/n but I opened the door and saw y/n's sister with a gun in her hand. She shot my in the stomach and I groaned in pain. I punched her in the face and blood was dripping off my hands.

"Ian! Call an insane asylum and a doctor!" Ian ran over and handcuffed Hannah somewhere and helped me with the bullet wound. The people at the mental asylum took Hannah away and took the tracking chip out of me. A month goes by and Ian insists I go. I hadn't gone out of the house since y/n left so I thought it would be best. I put on a suit and went to the gala. I chatted with a few people and drank a bit and then I saw her, y/n the love of my life at the gala. She was talking to some guy and it looked like they were flirting and I was furious. I had a few shots but not enough to be wasted and then I saw y/n leaving with this guy.

I got so mad I stormed out to my car. I started yelling and crying and then eventually I started to rest my eyes. About 15 minutes later my phone beeped. It was from y/n dagger and the notification said '⚠️SOS⚠️' it had her location and I quickly got up and drove over to where it said she was. I almost passed her until I saw blood all over her and coming out of her mouth.

"Y/n! Oh my god!" She kept coughing and pushing me away and I was ready to kill the fucker that did this to my princess. "Who did this to you?" "Why do you care?" After a bit of us arguing she eventually told me who did it and I picked her up and ran to the car and speeded off to the hospital.

"Ma'am can you hurry the fuck up! She was stabbed!" "Sir I need you to calm down! Did she take anything?" "No I don't think so but she told me who hurt her" "ok, just wait here until she comes out of surgery then you can visit her ok?" "Ok, thank you ma'am" the nurse walked away and I clutched my fists. I stuffed my face in my palms and started softly crying again. The name y/n said kept repeating in my head. 'Josuah Frazier. Josuah Frazier.' I wanted to kill that mother fucker. I got up and ran to my car and sped off to his house where the party was still happening. I cleaned my face really quickly before I walked back in. I looked around for a bit for and then I saw him. Josuah Frazier.

I walked up to him and said "hello sir, I was sent by your assistant and I was wondering if we could take a walk and talk about my offer." I could tell he was getting nervous because for all he knew y/n was dead in the middle of a sidewalk. "Uhh how about we just go upstairs to my office" "perfect" we started walking to his office and once we walked in he said "so what are you here for again?" I looked down and smiled letting out a light chuckle. "I'm sure you're familiar with my girlfriend y/n?" He started sweating. "And uh I don't know your reasoning but you killed her" a tear fell off my face.

"She killed my brother" "I don't give a fuck" "are you sure you wanted to be with a murderer?" "I love the kind of woman that will actually just kill me. So yes I was sure until you fucked it up."