Halfway Gone (Camren)

Chapter 13: Pretty Little Fears

Wait until you read this chapter.

It's is in a different perspective.

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Someone's POV...

"I hope it was worth it, you idiot. I don't think you understand how stupid you really are, you've risked the whole organisation just because you have some grudge on a fucking girl. Get over yourself son, we'll get her back the proper way."

He takes out a cigar and lights it up, puffing out "This isn't how I taught you son. There's no time for petty shit in this family. We deal with things directly and with elegance." His eyes were dark. Elegance to him was vengeance lined on a silver knife stashed on the inside of his coat. He flashed his golden tooth at me before leaving the front door, slamming it on the way out.

I grind my teeth at the mere sight of Lauren Jauregui. She will meet her demise under my hands, and I intend to do everything it takes. I want to make her life a living hell, and I knew all of her weakest points. That's the first step my father taught me, seek out your opponents weak links, then go at it like a starving tiger.

I walk up to the mirror in my bathroom, look into it and see history of pain. Ever since I was a small boy, I was always the 'little kid' of the family. Just because my small stature I was perceived as more inferior, and I've been on the prowl ever since, it just made me an angry individual after all these years.

I was once madly in love with a woman. My eyes faded into darkness as I honed in on my flashback.

It was high school, in the Far East library. She would sit at a small pod next to the vending machine, everyday after last period. I was always watching from a distance, shy to even approach her. I spent many days sitting back, watching her and calculating my much anticipated move, some days walking away with absolutely nothing. People pushed me around like I was scum, just because I was quiet and never really had a backbone to defend myself. I learned many things about myself during that time, I was definitely more a 'suffer in silence' type, I knew I was a ticking time bomb before I let all my anger blow.

After endless months of watching my love from afar, I was finally ready to make my move. I pounce out of my secure spot and start making my way in her direction, that was until another woman came up behind her, kissing her neck from behind. My eyes widened as I saw some random woman smooching over my love.

My heart shattered when my love turned in her direction, smiling like she never used to, kissing her right back on the lips. My backpack suddenly got heavier, and my arms slumped down. Once again, I felt like my heart and dignity were ripped out of my chest. All these months, 9 to be precise, were all crushed by this evil woman. She took away the only salvation I had.

My father's advice echoed in my mind, 'you want it, then you fucken get it'.

I walked up to the couple in each other's arms, with the no emotion on my face. At this point I was acting on on my broken heart, letting it speak. They both turned in my direction, and it killed me to see the love of my life look at me like she had no idea who I was.

"Um, hello?" My love croaked.

"Hey love."

I watched as their faces cringe, Lauren then stood.

"I'm Lauren. Do you guys....know each other?"

My love spoke, "No, I have no idea who he is".

Ouch. If only she knew how much I knew her.

"Is there something we can do for you? Or...." Lauren spoke up, stepping closer toward me.

I wince, but fight my insecure self. "I want you, Lucy."