You're Not Alone// A Dolan Twins Thriller

11| I've Been Waiting for You

Grayson

"The warehouse? What about the warehouse?" Cameron asks.

"Nate wants me to go back to the warehouse to settle this." I say and walk out of Cameron's room.

"Are you gonna do it?" She asks.

"I don't have a choice." I answer.

I walk down the steps and into the foyer. Mom and Dad sit in the living room.

"Already done with Cameron's room?" Mom asks.

"No." I say, taking my keys from the hook by the front door. I open the closet and pull out Dad's pistol from a shoe box.

"Grayson Bailey Dolan, what the hell are you doing with that gun?" Mom exclaims.

"I'm gonna go kill the motherfucker who killed my brother."

"You know who it is?" Dad asks.

"Yeah. It's Nate." I answer.

"Garner?" Mom gasps. I nod my head in response. "Where are you going? We'll have the police meet you there."

"No. No police. He wanted me to be the one to settle this and that's what I'm gonna do."

Mom embraces me in a bear hug and kisses my cheek. She whispers in my ear, "Go kill that piece of shit."

I open the door and go to the car.

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I pull up to the warehouse and get out of the car. The garage door at the front is open. I put the gun in the back of my pants and pull my shirt down over it.

I walk through the door and it slams down behind me.

"Hello, Grayson." Nate says from atop the balcony where the foam pit was. "I'm surprise you actually showed up."

"And miss the chance to avenge my brother? I don't think so." I say.

He jumps down from the balcony and approaches me. "You could've shot me by now, Grayson. Yet you haven't."

My poker face falls when he says that.

"You might be wondering how I knew you had your dad's gun. Well, that's a simple answer. I know you, Gray. I know how you think."

Without thinking, I pull the gun from my pants and shoot at Nate. The bullet hits the wall behind him.

"Wow! You suck!" He taunts.

"That was a warning shot. I won't miss next time." I say.

"Do it then. Shoot me. Kill me!" He walks closer to me. I continue to hold out the gun with my finger on the trigger until Nate has his chest pressed against the barrel.

"You can't do it." He hisses in my face. I lower the gun. "That's what I thought."

I keep my eyes locked in his, keeping his eyes away from the gun. I pull the trigger and shot him in the shin. He screams out in pain and drop to one knee. I put the gun to his head.

"I had you wrong, Grayson. Maybe you aren't the person that I once knew."

"Ethan made me me and you took him away. You deserve to die, but I won't give you the satisfaction of turning me into a monster, you maniac." I lower the gun from his head.

Nate lunges forward and bites my hand, making me drop the gun. He grabs at it but I kick it away and it slides across the floor.

Nate stands up and punches me in the mouth, staggering me. I touch my lip and blood covers the tips of my fingers. He punches again but misses when the pain from his leg causes him to collapse. I kick him in the stomach. He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the floor. I hit my back and head hard on the floor.

Garner scrambles towards the gun. I sprint after him. Just as he stands up to shoot me, I tackle him to the ground and he drops the gun. We wrestle on the ground, pinning each other to the floor multiple times until Nate is on top of me with his hands around my throat. He starts to strangle me.

I swing at him but it's no use. I start looking around for something to use as a weapon and out of my blurred vision, I can see a black object on the floor. The pistol!

I reach for it, laying the occasional finger on it and slowly pulling it to where I can grab it in my hand. Suddenly, the sound of police sirens comes closer to the warehouse and blue lights flash outside. Nate looks up from me to look out the window and I hit him to the head with the butt of the gun, knocking him out cold.