Grayson's POV:
I knew how he would pay me. No it wouldn't be with money. I wouldn't kill him. No I'm gonna make him suffer. I'll take his daughter.I will wait until midnight. He should be asleep by then. I seen the look in her eyes. She was exhausted. I don't know how it's only 6:00. But she also looked at me with fear. At least she knows to fear me. Her dumb ass father doesn't.
I walk back to my house with my hood over my head. I'm America's most wanted criminal. I can't chance anything. Therefore I take all the back roads and shortcuts.
I reached my house and got the key from around my neck. I unlocked the door and heard Ethan yelling at me already. "WHAT THE FUCK GRAYSON WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN DAYLIGHT? ARE YOU RETARDED? THEY COULD'VE SEEN YOU-". I cut him off and rolled my eyes.
"I went to see Adam, he will be paying us tonight". I tell him. "How he's broke"? Ethan says now rolling his eyes at me. "His daughter, I'll kidnap her then give him three days to find the money. If he doesn't we kill his daughter". I explain sitting on the couch. "Easy peasy".
"It's not easy peasy Grayson! It's another murder count". Ethan says throwing his hands in the air. "Only if we get caught, he knows better than to snitch".He rubs his temples. "This one's on you Grayson I don't want anything to do with this". He picks up his phone. "Agnus will be here in 20 minutes".
"Cool". I shrug and turn my attention to the TV. After a while of watching TV I look at the clock. 11:00pm. I get up and get my stuff ready. I grab some tape and ropes.
Then I look for the gas and cloth. It should knock her out in seconds. I grab a duffle bag so I can stuff some of her shit in it. If I let her get comfortable she will trust me and possibly give me some valuable information.After I get my shit in the van I pry off the license plates on the front and back of the car. I run back inside and grab a mask. I slip it on and grab my m360 and head out.
As I was driving I realized I need gloves. I can't leave fingerprints anywhere. I pull over to a gas station and pull my hood over my face. I grab a pair of black gloves and slap the money on the counter.
I get back in the car and head back on the road. I let the music hum in the background. My mind was wandering as I was driving. I thought back to my old Girlfriend. I lived her so much. She was my reason to live. But she died, all because of me.
__________"Gracie you don't know shit"! I yell at her. "YOUR RIGHT GRAYSON THAT'S WHY I FOLLOWED YOU HERE, TO SEE WHO THE FUCK IM HAVING A BABY WITH"! She yells back.
I took a step back from her. "Leave, now". I warn her. "No".
"GRACIE LEAVE"!
*BANG*
__________They killed her, along with my unborn child. She was 6 months pregnant. If I wasn't a drug dealer she would be alive. But I don't have a choice anymore, it's not like I can go get a job. My wanted sign is posted everywhere.
I pull up to her house and park my car. I get out and put my mask and gloves on. I open the back and grab the cloth and gas. I pour gas on the cloth and stick it in my jacket pocket.
I grab the duffle bag and my m360 and leave the back open. I see a ladder next to a window. Typical teenager. Sneaking boys in through her window. I climb up her ladder and set my stuff down.
I look and see her peacefully asleep. Her window was wide open. Maybe this will teach her to leave it locked.
I hop and and head to her closet. I grab all the clothes off the hangers and throw them into the duffle bag. I grab her shoes, socks, and underwear and shove them in there too. I scan her room for anything else and see her makeup on a dresser. I grab all of it and throw it in there and zip the bag up.
I then see a picture of her, Adam and a lady. Who was she? I've never seen her before. Maybe her mom? I set the picture down and get the cloth out of my pocket.
I walk over to her bed and place the cloth on her mouth and nose. I shake her to wake her up and she slowly opens her eyes. Her eyes go wide and she tries to scream. I pin her down and her eyes slowly dropped.
I wave a hand over her eyes to make sure she was knocked completely out. Once I check I grab the duffle bag and throw it over my shoulder. I pick her up bridle style and walk through the front door with her.
Adams asleep on the couch. Great job at parenting. I reach my van and throw her in the back. I grab the duck tape and tie it over her mouth. I tie her hands and legs together and throw her duffle back there with her.
I hop up front and start the van. I pull out as I see a light turn on in the house. Perfect.
The drive back was peaceful. No birds, no dogs barking, just silence. I hear a phone ping. It wasn't mine so I assumed it was hers.
I pull around the back and grab her sleeping body. I feel around and found her phone in her bra. This isn't weird at all. I put it in my pocket and throw her over my shoulder. I knock on the back door and Agnus opens it.
"Duffle in the back, grab it and lock the place up". She raised her arm and salutes me. "Yes sir". I carry her in and Ethan's eyes go wide. "Adam made that"? His mouth was agape. "Must be her mom's Gene's".
I walk down the hall into what used to be Agnus' old bedroom. Now she just sleeps with Ethan. I set her on the bed and pull out her phone. I press the home button to unlock it and slightly smile at the lockscreen.
I use her finger to unlock it. I scroll through her apps and find her contacts. I look through them till I find the one I was looking for.
Dad✌
I click on it and send him a video. I made sure to get her in the shot.
"Three days Adam.........Get the money or say bye to good old Madison".
I click send and put her phone back in my pocket. I sit down next to her and find myself starting to stare. She reminded me of Gracie. So much. I brush a strand of hair behind her ear and she stirs. I stand up and look mean.
"Where am I"?
Oh man that voice............I know that voice.
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hmmmm wonder why
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