Kidnap Me I Might Play With Your Heart (WeeklyChris)

Everones leaving

Brent's POV:

"Shh" I breathed as Sky opened her mouth. My heart stopped as the door handle began to twist, leading to the doors hinges squeaking as it swung open to revel the person on the other side.

Cam's POV:

"Okay I'm going to need you to tell me how this happened" the doctor suggested towards Crawford, Crawford glanced back at me before speaking. "I-uh" he paused, "didn't see who did it".

"Okay, can you tell me where it happened?" The doctor asked suspiciously, "in the ally behind the old diner" Crawford gulped finishing his sentence.

"Okay, we will need to look I to it, seeing as it is a bullet wound. You should be ready to leave by the end of the day" the doctor confirmed before exiting the room.

"Now what happens if they check the security footage?" I asked, slightly worried, "I don't know him. And it was too dark to see." Crawford stated, his mind made up.

Chris' POV:

Anna and I sat together in the basement for about an hour discussing the situation. "We have to try something" I confirmed, mostly towards myself.

"No, we can't do can't do anything yet" Anna argued, "I want to figure out who Chad's working for and why he would tell us he quote "isn't stupid enough to keep both of us around" that's not usually the kind of information you share".

"What-" I cut myself off to the sound of heavy footers beginning down the stairs, Anna kept her back to the door facing me, taking a deep breath.

"Anna, I'm sorry" Trey spoke lightly, grabbing her attention to turn around. "Sorry?" She questioned, not buying it, "You Have To Be Joking To Come down here and say sorry" Anna yelled in anger.

I slowly began to stand myself up as they continued. Trey stared at the ground for a moment, "I never meant to hurt you, and if you would just let me explain.." He paused letting Anna cut in, "explain? Stop Throwing These Words Out There Like They Mean Something!"

"Anna" Trey stared, "If You Were Really Who You Say You Are I Wouldn't Be Here Right Now! And Neither Would Chris!" She yelled. I began moving forward lightly tugged ing on Anna's arm, "that's enough" I whispered while glaring at Trey.

"You might want to listen to him" Trey paused, glaring back, "you know, for you're own good." He warned, heading for the door.

Anna pulled herself away from me, following Trey to the bottom of the stairs.

"Wait' she stopped his movements, speaking dangerously "who he hell are you?".

Brent's POV:

The door opened, to a man in his early 20's, dark hair matched with green eyes. "Is this a bad time?" He joked, "who are you" I question immediately taking a step toward him.

"I would ask you the same thing, but.." He began to trail off, "who are you?.", I asked more sternly. The man sighed before speaking, "is Chris home?".

"No, and I couldn't tell you where he was." I replied, cautiously, "well when you see him, tell him Dean stopped by, and that I want to work with him." Dean spoke before exiting the house.

Anna's POV:

"Who the hell are you?" I spoke towards Trey dangerously.

"who the hell am I?" He laughed, "you might want to ask yourself that question. Why didn't you tell the police Anna? Huh?" He mocked "you could have gotten yourself out of this mess,. But now you've need up getting on the bad side, of the person, who decides your fate."Mitch that Trey made his way up the stairs exiting the area