Chapter 8

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Walmart. Oh how much I love Walmart ... Not. That's what was going through graces head as she followed Joey around the store looking for his favorite food. " Joey we've been here for an hour. And you haven't found a single thing you like." She complains. Putting a hand on her hip and glaring at Joey. He turns around and smiles at her. " Grace. Grace. Grace. We will get your book in a little bit. But right now it's my turn to get what I want. And that is food. Now if you'll be quite I can get back to finding the ice cream." Joey says while walking off. Screaming in frustration, she storms over to Joey and pins him to the wall. Making people around them stop and look.
" your telling me, we've been in this stupid store for over an hour and all you wanted was icecream?" She screams in his face. Totally oblivious to the people around her who have stopped what they were doing and now starring. " yes?" Joey whispers / asks quietly hoping she doesn't hurt him. Grace who is now almost ready to kill someone. Let's go of him and storms past the crowed that was watching them and walks outside. While Joey just stairs at the bruises on his wrist from where she was holding him.

Once outside grace once again screams in frustration and starts kicking the wall.
" That nitwit! We could have been home by now looking at the book. BUT NO! He has to get icecream. I mean come on. We passed it three times. And he didn't even see it. UGH! Something I could just kill him for being so stupid!" Grace screams to no one. While kicking the wall and screaming she doesn't see the person behind her, until he pushes her up onto the wall. Tensing at the contact of the unknown person she struggles to get lose. Hearing a deep chuckle from behind her she stops. " W.what do you want! " she snaps at the person, earning her another laugh from him. " oh sweety I want you." He says. apon hearing this she fights harder to get away from him. Leaning in he whispers into her ear
" you know your so cute when angry. I'm assuming your little boy friend is the cause of this? Hmmmmm.... What's his name? Oh I know joeys isn't it. He's about to be taken care of by a friend of mine. We sent you that note. But I guess you didn't get the message. Guess I'll have to teach you myself."

" your so stupid Joey ! Why did you say that. Ugh she could be hurt right now or worse she could get kidnaped. Why'd you have to be such a idiot. " joeys screams at himself in the frozen  section. The few people who are around look at him like he's crazy. Turing and resting his head on the glass, someone speaks from behind him. " she come around, give her time." Says a female voice. Turning around  he see a pretty woman in her twenties with a crap load of makeup on her face.  Clearing his throat he asks " you think?" While rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
" yes grace is a pretty girl and she'll understand." The woman says with a smile. Yeah grace will come around.... Wait? How did she know her name?
" how did you know her name?" He asks glaring at the woman. Looking closely at her she's not as pretty as she seamed in the begging. " who's name." She asks like she didn't just say a name. Now full on worry and mad he shouts
" where is she? and what have you done with her!" Chuckling to herself the woman's speaks. " I knew you were to smart for your own good. Grace. Your little grace is with a friend of mine. Don't worry he'll take good care of her." Say while walking off. Running after her he kicks her in the legs causing her to fall to the ground. Standing above her he glares down . " where the heck is she?" He spits through his teeth. Now her turn to glare at him she screams in his face. " your ruined my dress. Your going to pay for this." Grabbing his leg and twists causing him to scream in pain and let her go. Getting up she running of into one of the isle. Grunting in pain Joey gets up and runs after her only to find she's gone. " crap. How the hell did she get away that fast! Oh my gosh grace! I have to find her." He yells and runs out of the store.

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