Chapter 14: Death

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Greyson

I furiously puff the smoke from the cigar while I sat on the mansion's front porch, furious at Liam, and Alice.

Unlike me, money can get her anything she asks for, while we had to work our way into a college like that, Conrad and Liam have the brains while I'm smoking and fucking my life away.

"Don't come running to me when you end up in the streets like Dad"

Liam's words repeated in my head, everyone saw the real me that night, even if I try lying to myself over and over again.

I am my father's son, but I know what thing I won't end up like him.

"Hi" I jump from the child's voice speaking behind me, I drop and stomp on the cigar as Carson sat beside me, "What are you doing home?" I arched a brow nudging him on the shoulder as he smiled.

"I got into a fight" My eyes widen in shock, that's the fourth time this month, I glance down at his knuckles, seeing one knuckle having a scratch on it.

Fuck.

"What happened?" I frowned grasping for his hand, gently rubbing on his knuckle, I release it when he hissed and shoved his hand away, "Maya Mayfield threw a pencil at me"

"Mayfield?! As in a girl?!"
"I didn't hit her, she pulled my hair and I pushed her off me causing her to fall over some tables"

Well that makes sense why he's suspended, I sigh picking him up by the shoulders and placing him over my lap, "Hey don't do that again okay"
"But-"

"No buts, she's a girl and if she does something like that again you tell Miss. Samson" I gesture my finger at him, and he slightly nods in embarrassment.

I give him a tight hug before placing him down.

Carson is only nine years old, and because of my fucked up actions and our fucked up dad he thinks getting physical is okay.

I hate myself for making him think that way, the last thing I want is for Carson or Jayne to raise up getting into gang fights like I do.

"Okay go on" I place him down and within a second he started heading toward his fake car sitting beside a tire swinging over the tree in the corner of the house.

I watch him carefully bringing a smile to my face, "You're a good brother you know that right" Fuck me twice.

I roll my eyes and don't budge glancing behind me, I overhear her steps coming up closer behind my back, and I flinch at her placing her hands over my shoulder.

"I know I am" I firmly stated, "You okay why aren't you in school?"

"I left"
"You left?!" She shouts catching Carson's attention, "That's the third time this week Grey-"

I sit up from my seat causing her to flinch back, her eyes filled with fear as I stood straight and stared right into her eyes, guilt spread through my stomach she's afraid of me because I look just like him, I remind her of him.

"I'm sorry Mom" I sighed glaring down at the ground, She released a breath and wrapped her arms around my neck, going on her top toes, "It's okay, just please try"

"I will" I hug her back.

"Fuck she's so fine" Lucian shouts out loud while sitting across from me in the diner "Hey!" he uses his hands to shout over his mouth, catching her attention she looks back at him, and that's when he gestures to her then his lap then he pounced.

I roll my eyes as she giggles and whispered to her friends, "Man I'm getting lucky tonight-" he cuts himself off as I stuff my face with fries, "Bro don't tell me"
"Tell you what?" I arched a brow, "Your in a sex slump aren't you?"  I roll my eyes and he releases a groan and mumbles no under his breath.

"Shut up, not feeling like fucking someone"
"Your home sick arent you? I get it man" he pats me on the shoulder, I roll my eyes, and shove his arm away.

"One girl, only one" he gestures his finger at me, "Why one-"
"Because I want her best friend!" he shouts cutting me off mid-sentence, I beam as he catches everyone's attention, he sighs and leans back on his chair, "Her friends hot?!" he scowls.

"Well there goes your one night stand" I chuckle while he tossed me a fry, I lean against the seat when his gaze shifted beside me, "Holy shit" he chuckled, "Looks like I'll get laid after all" I rolled my eyes and curiously glance behind me.

Whoever catched his eyes must be special, this idiot hasn't looked at a girl since his ex Jazmine-

My curiosity slapped me across the face as I realized who he was talking about. What the hell is Alice fucking Mayfield doing here, on this side of town?

She stood beside her friend, the one with bang confused and worried as she was, while the long black hair girl dragged them to a corner of the diner.

A sudden fear and guilt sank into my chest, girls her age shouldn't be here, especially girls like hers and their little outfits.

Alice wore a mini white and pink skirt along with white clean tennis shoes with a long pair of white socks, a white soft looking cami top with buttons in the middle half of her blonde hair up in a ponytail with a white bow over it.

While her friends wore crop tops with shorts and a skirt, three innocent-looking girls on the bad side of Mayfield (Aka our town, yes I know)

They're in Rochester property now, not Mayfield where all the popular safe rich kids live, any guy could easily snatch them away and I know damn well these girls don't know how to throw a punch.

I should warn them before it's too late-

"The blonde one tho fuck if I can just slip my hand up her thick thigh-" I put my attention back on Lucian who was talking while I was stuck in my thoughts.

"what the fuck did you just say?" I glared him dead in the eye, "Shit got the message man, blonde one yours" he chuckled raising his hands up in fear.

"She's a virgin-"
"A virgin?! even better" I release a breath trying to maintain my fist, under the table, "If you say another word I'll fuck that nose of yours, again"
"Got it" he quickly replied, Thats when our attention go toward the open window beside us.

Multiple motorcycles riding into the driveway, they lift their helmets off, revealing their face.

I felt my breathing get pitcher and pitcher, what the fuck are they doing here? especially him.

My eyes dart directly onto Keith, "Hey man lets get out of here" Lucian cleared his throat ordering the waitress over.

Thats when Keith's eyes suddenly glance toward the front door, a frown depend into my scowl as I met his gaze-

My blood exploded over my brain, thats it, he's fucking dead.

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