Cold Blooded G.D

He took her

We never laugh at the same joke
over and over,
so why cry about the same thing
over and over.

SHAY

I wake up, alone in my bed.

I smile at the memories of last night, Graysons mine again. I remember everything. I remember Garret, Hannah, Ethan and Grayson. I'm officially happy. I also remember Ryder.

"Ugh, girl do you have any tampons?" Hannah comes into my room, flopping onto my bed.

"Yeah." I say, pointing to my little bag on my desk.

"Thanks." She smiles walking over and grabbing the bag, then heading to the bathroom.

I get up, and go downstairs to see Ethan and Grayson making pancakes.

"I didn't know I had pancake mix in my house." I say, scaring them.

"Babe you scared me." Grayson comes up to me, kissing my forehead.

"Babe?" Ethan smiles.

"We're back together. She remembers EVERYTHING." Grayson emphasis the word 'everything'.

Ethan smiles wider, getting up and hugging me.

"I'm happy you're back, bestie."

"Same here." I smile into the hug.

We let go and I run to the fridge and pull out a cup of water.

Hannah comes down, groaning.

"What's up, babe?" Ethan asks, grabbing her.

"I'm on my period." She groans.

I smirk, "I'm lucky."

"Fuck you." She laughs at me.

She runs to my couch, jumping onto it.

"Hoe make me some eggs." She orders me.

"Okay." I laugh, going to the fridge.

"Shit, we have no eggs. That's cool, I'll run to the shop and get some." I say, running upstairs.

I throw on some black leggings, a hoodie and black vans. I put on my sunglasses since I'm wearing no makeup and grab my purse.

I run downstairs, "be right back."

I run to my car, getting in. The shops round the corner but I'm a lazy shit.

I pull up, getting out. These streets are sketchy but it's fine.

Suddenly, I'm grabbed by someone. I try to wiggle out of their grasp but their hand is on my mouth and around my waist.

"Shh, baby girl, it will only hurt for a second." Is all I hear before everything turns black.

—

I wake up in a cold room, nothing around. I have handcuffs on my hands and me jacket is thrown across the floor.

I remember my phone is in my pocket so I run to it.

I manage to turn it on and go onto contacts, calling Grayson.

GRAYSON

Shay's been gone for about 30 minutes. She had texted us saying that the line was massive but I don't think that's the case.

Suddenly, my phone starts to vibrate.

I answer it, putting it on loud speaker.

"Shay?" I ask into the phone.