The Music Next Door

Chapter 23 Incident part 2

I dedicate this chapter to Laimina96

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Chapter 23 Incident part 2

It was me, Carter, Donovan, Grayson, Carter's dad and one of the dad's helpers; the guy that pushed the dad's wheelchair. He had blonde hair and he was pretty tall and built up. We were currently in a huge disgusting place as the atmosphere was starting to get more intense because no one was saying a single word.

Carter was staring directly at me in a way that I found so attractive which sent a strange feeling through my body. It was a feeling with a mix of emotions. I saw a hint of hurt in his eyes and that was what surprised me the most.

He cared and that was all that mattered. I couldn't manage a smile though because in my situation a smile wasn't going to help anything happening at the moment.

I was still tied up while Carter eyes were fixated on me. I wanted to tell him to leave because he won't be able to deal with a whole gang let alone save me, but part of me wanted him to stay. But I also knew that the main problem was probably the relationship between Carter and his dad and I was just the hostage.

Well shit then.

Carter's jaw was clenched and his chest was rising and falling as his eyes slowly darkened before he snapped his head towards his dad.

"Let her go George." He finally spoke up through gritted teeth.

His dad made an ugly sound which I supposed was his laugh before he coughed horribly. When he gained back his composure he crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm not sure if you know, but you have to respect your elders. Your dad."

Carter scoffed, "You don't deserve to be called like that George."

I could see George's face turned into a dark look as he examined Carter from up and down.

"Now let her fucking go, George. You wanted me right? Then I'm here."

He was pushing it and I knew he was because Carter always wanted to cross people's line when it comes to pissing them off.

"Oh young love, that was what me and your mother had."

"Bullshit. You've never loved mum."

"You know Carter," George began, "I think you need to be appreciating that I am here now. You know, give your papa a hug or something instead of insulting him and talk about what you don't know."

Carter raised an eyebrow at him before he let out a sexy smirk, “Are you serious? And why should I do that? George."

"You were always my favorite."

"And you were always dead to me."

George's eyes widen in shock as he tried to act it out with a laugh, but instead he started to cough uncontrollably. I could see his hand shaking when he was accepting a handkerchief from one of his minions; the blonde, tall guy.

He was coughing really badly and when he finally stopped he let the handkerchief fall onto the ground. It was my turn to widen my eyes in shock when I saw there was blood on the handkerchief. I examined Carter's face, but he wasn't giving away any emotions, but I could see his knuckles turning white. That must had hit him in some kind of ways.

"I'm going to die…as you can see." George stated simply.

Donovan and Grayson were just standing next to each other while holding their hands in fear. They were going to lose their boss. 

"If you let her go then I'll probably sent flowers to you grave."

"Enough!" George's voice rose as he glared at his own son, "I don't know what kind of things your mother told you about me and why you hate me so much, but I am a good man! I'm not going to waste any more time on trying to have a nice and decent conversation with you here!"