It was 8:50 in the morning when my phone went off. I could hardly remember what went on last night. I looked at my phone and there was a message from Kirsten. Jamie was officially dead. I kinda felt bad but it wasn't my fault. Dawson rolled over and moaned.
He looked so cute when he was asleep. I wanted to leave but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I decided to walk around the basement for a little while. The basement was huge. Pool tables lined the walls, there was a bar with all different types of drinks, there was a pool that was seven feet deep, a hot tub right beside the pool, a sofa in the middle of the room, and a bed.
By the time I got back to the bed Dawson was sitting up and he looked pissed.
"Where have you been?"
"Walking around down here and why do you care?"
"Because you need to tell me where you're going."
"Why?"
"Because you have to."
"No I don't."
He got up, grabbed me, then he threw me on the bed. He started laughing and I got up. I walked over to him and slapped him. I started to head for the door but he grabbed me. He pulled me close and hugged me.
"Please don't go."
As soon as he said that gunshots went off and the door opened.
"Who the fuck do you think you are shooting at us and ruining my house?"
The guy raised his gun and put it to Dawson's head. "You wanna talk shit now whimp?" "All I want is the girl."
"Why do you want me?"
"Well it wouldn't be a family without you."
He laughed and put his gun down by his side. Dawson shook his head and walked over to the bar. I was trying to come up with a plan to get the gun and my family back. I decided to distract him with some crying. I dropped to my knees and pleaded for my family back. He looked at me and then looked at Dawson.
I all of a sudden seen a resemblance in their faces.
"Are you related to him Dawson?"
"Yeah he is my uncle."
"And you didn't tell me?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because I was helping him."
"Why?"
"Because the family wouldn't be complete without you."
"You bastard why did you lie to me?"
"Well because if I told you the truth you wouldn't come."
"So you decided to stage the whole gunshot thing?"
"Yeah."
"Dawson I thought you was better then this."
"Well I'm not so are you happy?"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF."
"Awe you poor little thing."
"Shut the fuck up Dawson's uncle."
"He has a name you know that right."
"Does it look like I care?"
"Not really."
"EXACTLY."
"Ha ha ha"
"Whats so funny?"
"You."
"Fuck off and take me to my family."
"Okay."
"Lets go."
"Fine."
We walked outside to the car that was waiting. I had to sit beside Dawson. He placed his hand on my thigh. I looked at him and he looked at me. He started leaning in to kiss me but I pushed him away. He kept his hand on my thigh but he started talking to his uncle.
"So how far is it from now?"
"A hour or so."
"Okay."
Dawson looked out the window and started dozing off. I put my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. It was a bumpy ride so every twenty minutes I got jarded. When we finally arrived I had to go use the bathroom.
"Can someone take Me to the bathroom?"
"I will uncle."
"Okay but hurry."
"Yes sir."
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Built On Love
Teen FictionLexi's family is captured and she is the only one that can save them. She has to face getting put through a kidnapping, running away, and getting took to her family before she can even save them. She has to decide on whether or not she will stay i...
