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Grayson's POV

I look at her picture

She's smiling.

She was faking

But she was her

It was who she was

A faker

A liar

A monster

And I hate her

It's been 5 years and no phone calls. No texts, no notes.

She was gone.

And she took me with her

I grab my motorcycle keys and head to the college campus. It was noon and I was late but whatever. Fuck it

I don't even go but I applied in highschool when she was here. But she's gone

I'm only going to get what I need. I pull into the parking lot and wait.

"Hey, I got your money" Jacob says coming up to me

"Good. Give it" I say putting my hand out

He hands me four 1 hundred dollar bills.

"Tf is this?" I say pissed

"It's the money" he says looking anxious

"You owe me 1 grand"  I say about to kill him

This fukin asshole is gonna get it

"This is all I could get" he says stuttering

I reach in my belt and lift my shirt a little to show him my gun.

"Unless you want a bullet in your brain, I suggest you give me the money. I know your wealthy so why lie." I say lightly placing my hand on my belt

"Okay okay chill. I'll give it to u." He says reaching for his wallet

He hands me 6 more bills and shakes my hand.

"Nice to do buisness with u" he says

"Wish I could say the same" I say giving him a deadly look.

"Wish I could say the same" I say giving him a deadly look

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He was stupid to try that on me. Whatever he will get what's coming to him. I head to Alex's house.

I pull into the driveway and get of my bike and walk into his house.

I see him smoking weed on the couch.

"Want some?" He asks buzzed as hell

"Sure" I say taking the blunt

I inhale the smoke and feel calmness spread in my body. I breath out the smoke and take out my phone.

4 missed calls

Ethan
Ethan
Jacob
Unknown

I call the unknown number. Someone with a disguised voice picked up.

"You made a lot of enimies  Grayson dolan" it said

"Who the fuck is this" I say keeping calm and taking another hit

"Your worst nightmare" it said

"Ooo bogey man?! Is this you. I'm so terrified" I say laughing at his cheesiness

"You messed with the wrong people. Your clock starts now" it says then hung up

"Who was that" Alex says before sniffing a line of coke

"Some bluffer. Can I have some?" I ask. I shouldn't but honestly who cares at this point.

"You wanna do this shit?" Alex says surprised

"Can I?" I ask again

"Have at it" he says tossing me the bag. I make a straight line and snort it.

Drugs faze my mind and I can't say I haven't ever felt better.

7:00pm

After hanging with Alex for a while I decide I feel like partying

I head to this club around our area and go inside. I start heading towards the bar but I am stopped by someone

"You look fucked" says the guy in a pink polo shirt.

"Not your guy man" I say trying to get by

"I hear you took some cash from my brother. I'd like that back please." He says like a douch

"It's my money. He owed me. And now he payed. Unless u want a broken skull I suggest you move out of my fuckin way" I say, with hatred laced in every word

"I don't think so." He says before punching my jaw. I barely flinch

He looks shocked but he tries punching me again before I grab his arm and twist it. I hear a crack and he lets out a scream.Two other guys come and pry us apart.

"WE ARENT DONE HERE" he yells as I walk out of the club. I light a cigarette and lean against my bike.

I call back Ethan

"Hello?" Ethan says

"Yeah. You called" I say

"Yeah I was just gonna say-

He is cut off by loud tires screeching. A white SUV drives by and the windows open.

The last thing I hear are gunshots before everything goes black.

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