The song is Business By Eminem and it's the Matoma Remix version!
(Hopes POV)
I open my eyes and realize Evan isn't in the bed anymore. I sit up and look around the room, he's not in here. I stretch my arms for a second as I see a note on the bedside table. I pick up the folded piece of paper addressed to The Girl That I Love in Evans handwriting. It put a smile on my face as I unfolded the thick paper and read the note inside.
I had to take care of some business for a little bit. I'll be back hopefully before you wake up beautiful. It was signed The Guy You Hopefully Love Back. I look over at my arm and see new bandages are on my wounds, Evan must've put them on when he left, I guess I was really out. I got up and saw some clothes folded neatly on the chair in the corner of the room with another notecard. I laugh as I pick it up and read it.
Don't forget to put these on, don't want anyone else seeing what I saw last. Also a new phone for you with everyone's contacts in it. See you in a little bit.
I grab the clothes and quickly put them on. A baggy red hoodie and light blue skinny jeans. I grab the phone and look through it, sure enough, all the guy's contacts were in there. And Evan had the oh so pleasure of naming himself 'Daddy' on my phone, fantastic. I texted Evan that I was going to run and grab some breakfast and that if he needs me I'll be at Up and Atom. I put the phone in my back pocket and slip on my black hightops as I head towards the elevator.
I get to the lobby of the casino and see that there's actually people here in the morning. As I walk towards the entrance, a guy with bleach blonde hair and wearing a nice suit was talking very loudly on the phone. He looked around my age.
"WHO ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO GET LAST MINUTE?! YOU DO REALIZE YOU'RE GETTING PAID MILLIONS HERE!" That caught my attention, nothing like a little extra pocket money. I turn and start walking to him. He looks up from the ground, to me, then back to the ground. "Hold on for a second. Yeah, can I help you?" He looks at me annoyed before studying my face.
"I'll have to call you back." He hangs up the phone and studies me some more.
"Do I know you from somewhere? You look oddly familiar, AH you were at the party last night that Vanoss hosted weren't you?" He snaps his fingers before grabbing my hand and shaking it. There were too many people last night for me to remember this guy.
"You my dear have just became my new best friend let me tell you. Walk with me." He puts his hand on my back and basically pushes me to the door.
"See, I helped make Vanoss you know Vanoss. You don't think he got all of his money just from robbing banks and doing heist now, do you? Of course not. He did a job for me and he built up from there. I saw you on the news last night with the Vanoss Crew and your little heist, now how about I make you just as rich as him?" He tells me as we go outside, a limo and driver were waiting I guess for him.
"Slow down dude, I just overheard you that you needed someone else and mentioned the amount that they were getting paid and I got interested. What does that have to do with me?" I ask him. The driver opened up the door to the back and the guy was pushing me in the back with him. Once the guy and I were in the door closed behind me. Well if he tries to kill me at least I had a good run.
"My dear I was just getting to that. See Vanoss did just one job for me and he got the pay that he wanted. You're friends with Vanoss yes? See my girl who was supposed to do this job I have planned bailed on me, something about having some disease? Anyways, if you want, I can make you the next Vanoss, wealth than more you know what to do with. The thing is this job needs to happen soon, as in today soon. I'll provide anything you need to help you along the way." He looks down at his phone before showing me a picture of him and Evan at the party last night, and sure enough, I'm in the background on Craig's shoulders wrestling with Autumn.

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