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.

get passed security at your place. Took photos of us fucking Lillian.” I sneered, slamming

send it

I nod.

and slammed his fist

nursing his wound and

also confused on

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

was still quiet and the streets were still dead. There were no sounds of sirens so no one

to

eyes back to his and looked at the guy who seemed to

Woozy.

“What? Are you crazy!?

mine furiously. “Just

the guy’s now limp

closed and walked

what we’ve done,” I nudged my

he sent was easily taken down by

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

edit a fucking photo nowadays son. Who do you think controls the media? Why do you think

“I sure hope you

and nudged his chin at the phone. “Text him back and give him the location. We’ll be

Aiden’s pov

floor, my heart

the hospital was sickening. I hated the stench.

someone’s life on the line. Keeney was fighting for his life in

underestimated those Muralo

stop pacing for a

be worrying

and went to sit down on one of the

911, I told him to call my

still safe.

used Tenney’s phone to

I was betting it on Christopher. Who knew