Lost in time G.D E.D

Part 8

"Just go away James!"I slam the door in his face. 

"Please let me talk!" He calls through the door.  "There's nothing to say White." I walk away. Ever since Ethan told me what James said I've been ignoring him. 

"I'm sorry for what I did!" He yells more. I grab my keys and walk out the door passed him,

"Liv? Where are you going?" 

"I'm going to pizza-jacks at least I can trust them," I stomp away.  No matter the time at least one of my friends are at work. 

"All I did was kiss yo-" 

"Ethan told me the truth!" I scream turning around. 

"Truth about what? I don't understand?" 

"He told me what you called me!" 

"Bullshit! I haven't talked to Ethan since school. We're not really friends, Ethan pushed me, Patrick, Arron, everyone away, you and Grayson are like his henchmen," 

"Me and Grayson  aren't anything, just leave me alone James," I shake my head. Our friendship doesn't effect my endgame anyway,

I have to choose Ethan over him.  I walk down to Pizza-jacks and find Grayson smoking out front this time. 

"Whats up Gray," I sit at the pinic table by him.  "Sup Liv," he looks up at me. 

"What time do you get off?"

"3," 

"Wanna hang out?" I ask. 

"Can't, me and e have plans,"  I sigh, does it relate to the shooting? 

"What kinda plans?" I prod his shoulder. 

"Personal shit," he says serious all of a sudden. 

"Is it something for next year?" I ask. He stiffens and tosses out his cigarette. 

"My breaks over, you should go," 

"Please talk to me," I beg.

"No! Go the fuck home!" He yells at me. His face turns almost demonic. 

"I'm not scared of you Grayson! Whatever you're doing you need to stop!" I push him.

He grabs my shoulders and pushes me back. The door opens and Ethan runs out.  "Whats going on?" He yells. 

"She knows!" Grayson  points at me. 

"Knows what?" 

"About our plan! She had to have read your diary!" 

"Diary?" I ask. 

"You idiot!" Ethan shoves Grayson

Grayson punches Ethan and he falls against me but I catch him.

Ethan yanks away from me and starts beating Grayson but Grayson's Stronger then Ethan and gets on top

"Stop it you guys!" I move between them.

Grayson pins my arms behind my back.  "She knows Ethan, we can't let her ruin this," Grayson holds me tight. 

"You're right, I'm gonna tell Bob you got sick and left. Our parents aren't home. Take her to my room. I'll see you after work," Ethan shakes his head and looks away fast. 

"What are you doing?" I ask scared. Grayson drags me to his car and drives away, "You don't need to do it gray, we graduate a month later," 

"Shut up!" He yells as he drives erratically. 

"No! I won't shut up! You can't do this Dylan. You can live a happy life!" 

"Its too late for that Liv, me and Ethan will never be happy until they are fucking dead," 

"Stop, please," I cry. He ignores me and continues driving.

He parks inside there houses garage and gets out. I stay in the car. 

"Get out," he demands.  "No!" I glare,

"Not until you promise you'll stop,"  He glares and grabs my wrist. The demonic face never subsides.

He drags me downstairs and I relax noticing that its just Ethan's bedroom.  "Oh," I look around intrigued

Grayson throws me onto a chair and I see his grab a roll of duct tape, "Wait wha-"  He covers my mouth and then wraps tape around my hands.

He wraps my stomach to the chair until he runs out of tape.  "What the fuck!" I scream into the tape. 

"You look better with fear in your eyes," he jokes and sits on Ethans bed. I shake against the chair and try to fight out of it,

"Stop it," 

"Fuck you!" I growl into the tape. 

"I don't know what Ethan's  plans on doing after work. How did you find out about Our plan?" He pulls the tape off my mouth and I whine in pain. 

"Let me go, we're friends," I beg. 

"What did you read?" He glares holding up a journal, "When did you read it?" 

It's in his journal? I need that to see what I can do to stop them. 

"I don't remember which one, show me,"  I read something that truely upsets me. When Ethan wrote that letter that made me so proud,  I have read his true thoughts.  Isn't america supposed to be the land of the free? Well Why can't I deprive a stupid fucking dumbshit from his shit.

and he calls out Patrick as a victim. He hates Patrick? Why? 

"What happened with Patrick?" I ask. He shakes his head. 

"Patrick stopped giving him rides to school, E threw ice at his windshield, Patricks mom tried to get him arrested in March. They only talk for my sake. That doesn't fucking matter. Why the fuck do you know about us!" He screams and slaps me annoyed. 

"Don't fucking hit me,"  The basement door opens and I pray that its His mom and dad.

I sigh as Ethan walks in the door and takes off his work shirt

."What are we doing with her E.?"Grayson asks.  "You know what we have to do. No one can ruin It, we're gonna get rid of her," Ethan looks through his desk.  "No!" I cry. 

"Shut up!" Grayson yells.  "Fuck you!" I forehead him. 

Ethan pulls out a knife and moves the tape back over my mouth.  "Hey Gray maybe killing her will help my pent of rage, maybe she'll save them after all," Ethan jokes. I cry looking in his eyes as he steps closer, the knife pointed towards me

he hits me with the knife into the same spot I was shot 6 months ago. Ethan holds my head up and stares into my eyes every second he stabs me repeatedly.  "Bye Olivia."Grayson whispers in my ear as my  bleed

My head leans into Ethan  arm and my eyes close, his face the last sight I see.