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.

passed security at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.”

he send it

I nod.

roared and slammed his fist on

his

looks furious but also confused

at the phone again and scrolled down.

streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so

to him,” Dad

eyes back to his and looked at the guy who seemed

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give

roared, pushing the

door closed and walked over

see what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin to

was easily taken down by us. That should scare him off a bit. He’ll not want to come after us after

those photos online or he might give them to

fucking photo nowadays son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think I had been in

sure hope you know

phone. “Text him back and give him the

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor, my

hospital was sickening. I hated the stench. But I hated my racing

Keeney was fighting for his life in there because of

those

stop pacing for a

worrying

sighed and went to sit down on one

I told him to call my dad to

still safe.

had obviously used Tenney’s phone to text

Who knew how far those fuckers would go