Falling for Gray

Chapter 13: Theme Park (Part 2)

I feel myself choking up, like my lungs have been paralysed or something. I blink a couple of times, even rub my eyes to make sure I'm not seeing things. But I wasn't. He's here. A cold shiver runs down my spine.

The last time I saw my brother, he was holding a pitchfork up against my throat telling me that if he ever found me and my 'family' he'd put it through all of us. He's worse than my parents, he's brutal. He's a criminal and I don't just mean your every day criminal who is eventually caught. He's never been caught in his life. Yet I bet his hit list is longer than this entire country and he's gotten every person on that list. Yet still he's not been caught.

I take a sharp inhale and close my eyes, trying to picture myself somewhere else. Anywhere but here. I feel someone grasp my hand. I glance up and see Grayson looking at me quizzically like he is trying to figure me out all over again.
"Are you okay?" He asks leaning in, giving me the signs that he cares or that he's trying to freak me out I don't know.

"I don't know" which is the truth. I honestly don't know what I'm feeling. I guess betrayal that what he did to me came flooding back into my mind but also I'm terrified of what might happen if he happened to see me and who I am with. "I think I need to go to the bathroom" I reply quickly without thinking. Grayson's face quickly drops, he looks glum.

"I um think the ride won't be much longer. I'll walk you to the nearest one when we're done here" I just nod, continuing to watch every move my brother makes. He just seems to wander around - perhaps looking for something? I can't be too certain but for all I know he could be here searching for me and the things that matter to use them against me. His own sick nature of getting what he wants.

However, I watch him walk off somewhere probably hiding or something waiting for an opportunity to arise so he can get the jump on me.

You would find it hard to believe that we used to be partners; me and him. We'd do everything together. Kill, practice shooting, fight, get arrested, smoke, get kicked out of schools. That was a life I was happy to leave behind, the key word being was. Up until a year ago when my past caught up with me and I lost two people that meant everything to me. That showed me how to live my life rather than exist. But then he found me. They found me. Over fifty people died that day. I was the only person to survive. They didn't get to me, that's not what they had planned. They'd planned to break me to get to me, they'd killed or more specifically my brother had killed on my parents orders my two best friends just to get a reaction out of me and I would slowly surrender to their wrath. I didn't though, Uncle Sam found out and declared that they were going to create a war. Not between us and them, but between them and Coppers and the civilians.

That's why I can't let him or anyone for that matter from the mafia including my real parents find me. As I can't bear the thought of losing anyone else to them, not again.

I will do everything I can to prevent that from happening, even put myself at risk.

A sharp halt of the ride means it had ended. I dash off the ride, anxious as to what could be waiting ahead. I feel a painful stare in the back of head, burning into it. I knew it was Grayson. But I couldn't be around him, if my brother saw me with him, it would be the end.

I walk in the direction of where I saw my brother. I felt my legs carry me there. Once I get there I do a quick gaze around me, hoping he wasn't about to get the jump on me. Sighing with relief, the place was clear of my brother. Grayson eventually catches up to me, even though I wish he hadn't and I had never not wanted him to be around so that was a first.

"Jordyn, is everything okay?" He gasps, placing his hands on his knees panting hysterically. Bless he must of ran after me.

"Yeah I'm okay, don't worry about me" I give a weak smile and he raises to stand tall. He eyes my smile cautiously trying to figure out whether I really meant that. He raises his left eyebrow quizzically.