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.

us fucking Lillian.” I

he send

I nod.

his fist on the

groaned, nursing his wound and now

furious but also

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

I exhaled and looked around. It was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens

it to

my eyes back to his and looked at the guy

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

snapped to mine furiously. “Just fucking give

pushing the guy’s now limp

slammed the door closed and walked

what we’ve done,” I nudged my chin to

down by us. That

know dad. He might retaliate by posting those photos online or he might give them to the media.

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

hope you

“Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be long gone when he gets here and calls

Aiden’s pov

pace the floor,

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

on the line. Keeney was fighting for his

underestimated those

please stop pacing for

be worrying him

down on one of

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

still safe.

used Tenney’s phone to text me the

was betting it on Christopher. Who knew how far those fuckers