The last Thought

Taken

   ---------Brads point of view---------------

          I finish getting ready for work and say a good bye to Grayson after asking her if she needs anything and the answer being no I go down the elevator and my phone rings. "Hello?" I hear a familiar voice "So Bradley Ive heard you've grown quite fond of my daughter..hmm?" I Instantly get angry but keep my voice calm "What do you want?" I hear silence as I walk out of the elevator and look around I only see a few rebels and they know I'm angry so they stay silent while handing me a folder and scurrying away. "I'd love to see my little princess again soon." I roll my eyes "Drake drop the act she's done with you she doesn't want to go back she wants to stay with me." I keep a calm voice but he can tell I'm forcing it "Hm.....well to bad I already sent someone to get her." I stop now half way down the stairs to the conference room....four stories away from.......Grayson. Angry now I almost yell into the phone "You touch her I'll hunt you down and throw you off a cliff!" He laughs into the phone "Oh Bradley, Bradley, Bradley you are just so funny!" Then I shivered when his voice grew dark and loud "I will have my daughter if I say! Bring her to me or I'll have her wiped out!." I sigh "look drake, No." I say bluntly and hang up and continue on to my meeting.

------Grayson's point of view--------------

             After an hour of Brad being gone I get up completely bored and slip out of a window and walk through the trees. I smile and take a deep breath and softly talk "this is beautiful." I freeze when a large man drops down in front of me and push me against a tree and cover my mouth with his hand "Hey Grayson having fun?" He harshly whispers. I try to get away and he bashes my head back against the tree and my vision fades in and out "don't even try little girl!" I jump and tear up, I know he wasn't that loud but it felt like a sledgehammer hit my head. He pushed me up against the tree by my throat so I couldn't move at all and I feel blood trial down my stomach...great so much for stitches. My world becomes fuzzy and I can't hear what the guys yelling at me, I try to focus but after a second everything turns red and I'm released and fall to my hand and knees gasping for air. I look up and see him....standing there gun still smoking and all....he looks at me smirking I gasp when someone puts a rag over my nose and mouth and my world goes out like a light.