Be Careful What You Wish For... (George Shelley Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

The plan to get rid of the drugs was a lot harder than I thought it would be. We had to sabotage the drug dealers buisness somehow,but how would we do it? We sat at my house in my bedroom and tried to come up with plans that were either highly likely to fail,or very ludicrous. Then, I had the best idea ever. "George,I know what we can do!" He sat up and looked at me,nodding slightly,which I took to mean that I could carry on telling him my idea. As soon as I finished,a smile spread on his face.

"That's an amazing plan! But,are you fully sure you want to put yourself at risk of becoming pregnant?" I nodded,and he carried on. "This is where it is," he said,pointing to a place on a map. Luckily it was near to us. I nodded,and looked at him. "We do it tonight,yeah?" I nod, with trust in my heart,and in my boyfriend.

We got to the building at half-past 8. My parents had gone away to stay at a friend's house,and would not be back until two days later,on the Sunday,meaning that today was Friday. We entered,through a crevice concealed in the back of the warehouse, and as soon as we were in,my mouth flew open. There was hundreds,maybe even thousands of crates,piled up to the ceiling,full of cocaine and marajuana. I thought to myself,how are we going to get rid of all this? George seemed to know what he was doing,so I let him take the lead. But pretty soon,I had to stop him because I'd heard voices. And these voices sounded mean and harsh.

I huddled closer to George as the voices got nearer and nearer to us. It seemed they were talking about a certain girl and her "giant knockers. Man,her tits were huge!" Dear god,I thought to myself,are most boys like this? Talking about girls in a very vulgar fashion? Thank god my boyfriend wasn't like that at all. He was a very kind guy,who would do whatever it took to protect me from the bad guys. I smiled at this fact. My gorgeous,loving boyfriend. The voices had stopped,and my heartbeat gained speed. They could be behind me and George right now,without us even knowing, I whispered in George's ear,"George,run. NOW!" And so we ran through the maze of crates,shouting voices behind us. As soon as we got out,we leaned against a wall. "Thank god that's over!" I said to George. He smirked,but then,cold,harsh fingers clamped around my mouth,and a scary voice uttered the few words that send a chill to my bone forever.

"You're dead,bitch."