I ran until my legs give out. My hair was all in my face. I saw two pairs of headlights flash in my direction. I ran to it. "Help me," I screamed.
The car stop in front of me. A familiar face came out of the car. And his broken wrist is what give it away. I ran to him. In his arms. Safe and sound. His heart beating made me cry.
"Its OK baby," Grayson said running his hand in my hair.
"I'm so scared," I cried.
"Its OK, I'm here for you as always," he said. "Now don't say anything else, get in the car, we're going somewhere far away."
"Where?"
"I shouldn't tell you, its for your own safety," he said.
"How did you know where I was," I asked.
"This is where the note told me to go," he said. "Are you hurt."
My eyes began to fill up. I nodded my head.
"In what way."
"I can't..." I stopped myself.
"What's wrong tell me."
"Nate...." Grayson walked up to me and wiped the tear off my face.
"What did Nate do," he said.
"He hurt me, in ways that will never get out of my head."
Grayson clench his jaw and balled up his fist. "Where is he," he said with anger and hate.
"In a old warehouse."
"Get in the car," he said.
I did what I was told. He locked the doors and started up the car. I placed my head on the window.
"Your safe now," he kissing my forehead.
I was quiet. I didn't want to go back there. Back to that hell hole.
The car finally stopped and Grayson unbuckled his seatbelt. I grab his hand.
"Don't worry I'll be fine," he said. He opened the door and went to the building. I felt the hairs on my neck rise as I heard gunshots fire. I got out of the car and ran to the building.
"Grayson," I yelled hoping he'll respond.
"Y/N its OK, I'm fine just get back in the car," Grayson said. He was covers in blood.
"What happened, are you shot," I walked up to him and see no visible scars and wounds.
"I said I'm fine, get in the car," he was sounding more demanding now.
"Grayson what's wrong."
"I kill them, I killed them all," he said. His voice was cracking.
"Who," I said.
"Those people who hurt you."
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Obsession
Fanfiction"God, I want you inside of me," I said. "How bad do you want it," he said. "Bad," I moaned. "What's my name," he said. "Grayson," I moaned even louder. "No, what is my name," he said. "Daddy," I bit my lip.
