Megan's POV
We walked to the nearest train station and boarded the train, we were on our way to see Grayson's family.
"Megan, what does he want with you?" Grayson asked catching me off guard.
"That's not your question to ask Grayson. It's mine." I replied bluntly.
He just nodded and the rest of the train journey was silent.
We arrived at our destination and got in a taxi. The taxi pulled up outside a huge house that looked like it could be fit for a millionaire. I stared up at it in awe as Grayson led me inside.
"Grayson! What brings you here? And who's this?" A lady asked.
"I just needed some help, and this is Megan" He said and pointed at me. I just waved politely.
"Well, If it isn't the best of the bests daughter. I've been waiting forever for this day, Megan." A sick voice said from the corner. The body that belonged to the voice stood up and started walking towards me and Grayson.
"Shawn. Shawn Bierson." He said silkily.
He was the man that forced my father to go on that business trip.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I yelled as I charged towards him. His devilish smirk was replaced with fear as my fist connected with his jaw.
I had pinned him up against the wall and was throwing punch after punch. Shawn had gotten a few hits on me but his were no where near as powerful as mine. Adrenaline rushed through my body along with pure hatred as I lashed out the man that killed my father.
Other people in the room were trying to pull me off him but I wouldn't let them. I just pushed them away or swung and hit them. In the end Grayson shouted at them.
"Just let her!"
Once he said that it made me smirk. I just carried on using Shawn as a punch bag and letting out all of my rage until he could barely stand.
I grabbed him by the collar and brought his face to mine.
"You ruined my life! You killed my father! Trust me when I say this, You Will Pay!" I spat as I bashed his body against the wall and let him fall to the ground.
I just started walking away wiping the blood away from my mouth from a lucky punch Shawn had got. Grayson was at my side in a flash.
I walked out of the house and just kept walking further and further away from it. Grayson didn't say anything, he just followed.
I found myself at the edge of a cliff. I sat down and hung my feet over the edge as I looked over the view of trees and the city.
"I'm not staying here, Grayson. I don't want anything to do with that sick man. He will pay." I said with no emotion.
I then turned and looked into Grayson's eyes.
"I will make him pay Grayson. If I go back there I'm just gonna lose it. I will kill him, Grayson. He's the reason for all of this. He's the one who ruined my life." I said.
"We're not going back there, Megan. Don't worry." He said with a sick tone.
"Who is he to you Grayson? Is he family?" I asked.
"Not anymore." Grayson replied angrily.
I just looked out at the view.
"Where do you think it's best to go?" Grayson asked me.
"London." I replied almost instantly.
"London?" He questioned.
"That's where my dad took me when I met my personal trainer. I need to find him Grayson, he's the best and my only hope. I need him to train me." I said.
"Train you for what?" Grayson asked confused.
I looked straight into Grayson's eyes.
"I'm going to put an end to all of this Grayson. I'm going to kill Him." I said with no emotion.
