No Fear | Greyson Chance fanfiction [sequel]

Part 12

"Sha-Shawn?"

Greyson's eyes widened as he heard the voice. It was Melissa's.

"Yes. It's me, Mel. Thanks for still using the same number. You might be wondering why I make this call, right? Hahahaha!"

"What do you want?"

Once again, Shawn was laughing out loud at the question. "What do I want, huh? I want you to guess who is with me right now."

"I don't have time to play with you. I'll hang up!" Melissa threatened.

"Wait!" Shawn stopped her. "You probably will change your mind after you see this."

Shawn pointed the front camera to Greyson who was turning his head to the opposite direction. Greyson didn't want Melissa to see him, at least not in that state.

"Gre-Greyson? Greyson, is that you?"

Shawn grabbed a fistful of Greyson's hair and turned his head to look at the camera. Greyson didn't dare to meet with her gaze.

"Greyson! OMG, Shawn, what did you do to him?!" Melissa focused her eyes on Greyson and she could see how he looked so drowsy, like he was drunk.

"Your husband is-"

"Mel! Hang up. Hang up now!" Greyson shouted.

"Greyson! Are you okay, there?" Melissa asked, and suddenly she noticed something. Greyson wasn't on his pants. Also, there was blood on his lips.

"Oh my God! Greyson, what did he do to you?" Melissa started to cry.

"I'm alright. Just hang up already!" Greyson yelled.

Shawn quickly interrupted, "If you hang up...you'll never know what I would do to him. Maybe it's the last time-"

"Don't believe what he said! Ju- mmphhh!" Shawn placed the phone down and forced his lips on Greyson's bleeding ones.

"Greyson! Greyson, oh my God. Shawn! Please..." Melissa's voice was heard from the phone. Shawn picked up the phone back and licked his lips.

   "Let him go! He's got nothing to do with you!"

   "You rejected me because of him. You don't even love him, he hurt you yet you still chose him! Why??" Shawn looked at Greyson and choked him. "He just hurt you again, didn't he?"

   Greyson coughed up as the tight grip blocked the oxygen from entering his lungs. "Let...go..."

   "Don't! Please, don't do that!" Melissa's eyes widened as she saw Greyson's face was turning blue. "Shawn, please I'm begging you..."

   Greyson tried to unwrap the hand from his throat but it was useless. Soon when he felt like his chest was gonna explode, Shawn loosen the grip. "Killing you was not in my plan."

"Erghhhhh!" Greyson groaned in pain.

Shawn looked down to Greyson's crotch and when he saw it he chuckled. "Boy, that was fast. When you have to let it out but you just can't, how does it feel, hm?"

Shawn was still holding his phone and then he heard Melissa's crying. "Why are you crying? I thought you like to see him suffer like this. Didn't you lie to him?"

"How-ho-"

"He got all drunk because of you. You made him cry. This is your fault, don't you realize it?" Shawn was making Melissa felt terrible even though he didn't knew what exactly was their problem.