"So, you know what to do" a guy with a deep intimidating voice said.
"What if I don't?" I asked nervous.
"What, you already grew on them?" the guy said disparagingly.
"But Aria... she..." I said, as he let out a loud mocking laugh.
"Aria this, Aria that, you didn't even know the girl a few months ago. If you like her that much, then do as I say" the guy insisted, now with a serious look on his face.
"What's so important about those papers anyway" I reluctantly said.
"It's none of your business, O'Brien didn't die taking everything to his grave, he hid many important things to us" the guy said lighting a cigar.
"But that's his dad, let's leave Dylan out of this, I promise to-" I tried to say when he heavily punched the table before me.
"Enough! I said everything I had to, the rest is up to you" the guy said getting up from the chair.
"What do I win? I mean, there has to be something in for me" I said letting out a sigh.
"I'm your father, that should be enough" the guy said, leaving the room.
"And here I just wanted a normal life..." I finally said out loud, leaning my back on the chair.
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Wounded (Dylan O'Brien / Completed) #wattys2015
FanfictionI've always been intrigued by this kid from my class, O'Brien, I know he's one to get into a lot of trouble and he's always hanging with the wrong people at school but there's something about him that gets my attention. I remember him being much mor...
