The Girl He Craves

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Christopher’s pov

Dad managed to disarm the guy and calls me over as the guy’s shirt quickly soak with his blood.

“Find out who sent him.” Dad grunted as he opened the door and held the guy in a choke hold.

“How am I suppose to do that if you’re choking him!” I yelled and looked around.

Someone must have heard those gunshots. There’s no way no one would’ve heard.

Unless everyone leaving in those buildings are deaf.

“Get his phone.” Dad urged as a soft ping sound comes from the guys now lit up pocket.

He’s groaning in pain, coughing up his own blood but still struggles.

“If I were you, I’d stop struggling boy.” Dad hissed in his ear and nudged his chin to the guy’s pocket.

“Hurry up Christopher so we can get out of here.”

I quickly took out his phone.

“Fingerprint.” I grumble, fighting with the guy to grab his hand.

When I do, I pinched his finger and placed it on his screen. The phone unlocks and I quickly tapped on the text.

“That asshole! I knew Aiden was behind this shit!” I sneered as I read the messages between Aiden Xavier and the guy.

“Fuck!” I roared and slammed my fist on the jeep roof.

“What is it!?” Dad looked at me.

I shook my head, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “He had this piece of shit follow us.” I pointed at the guy who looked like he was about to pass out soon. Or maybe he was about to die.

Either way he deserved it.

place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming my fist again, this time on the

Did he send it to

I nod.

slammed his

his

furious but also

looked down at the phone again and scrolled down. There’s a text from

quiet and the streets were still dead.

to

his and looked at the guy who seemed

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

mine furiously. “Just fucking give it

He roared, pushing the guy’s now limp body

door closed and walked

we’ve done,”

we’re going to tell him. Let him see that the guy he sent was easily taken down by us.

posting those photos online

do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been in

sighed. “I sure hope you

the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long

Aiden’s pov

the floor,

sickening. I hated the stench. But I hated my racing thoughts

on the line. Keeney was fighting for

those

you please stop pacing for a second?” Mitch

worrying him even

to sit down on one of the

911, I told him to call my dad to make sure

still safe.

had obviously used Tenney’s phone to text

betting it on Christopher. Who knew