A/N: oooo back at it again with a new part. For anyone curious I usually update and or write a new part about 4-5 days after my last update when I feel as though the previous part has done okay and when the anticipation is at it’s highest and then I drop a new update without anyone knowing. Cause im just mobbin like that also this ain’t edited yet and no were as long as my other parts. Enjoy.
WARNING: cursing, violence, DeAtH?
Staring blankly into the eyes of my thought to be dead brother, I couldn’t wrap my head around this. Trying to speak but failing to do so only made Matt laugh slightly.
“I’ve never actually seen anyone speechless before.” Marcus said to my brother. As for Matt he didn’t say anything but smile at me as he looked me over.
“I did say not to hurt her, you know.” He spoke as he walked around and neared the table behind marcus.
“She’s an aggressive one I’ll give you that but I wasn’t the one who left those marks.” He said looking down at my arms. Following his gaze I noticed that 2 large bruises had began to form on my forearm that were in a clear form of a hand.
“Was it the boy?” Matt asked with his back turned to us.
“Indeed it was. He might be just as aggressive and reckless as our beautiful y/n here.” Marcus spoke softly. He stood up and took a few steps near me, standing at my side he reached out and brushed my loose hair away from my face and gently caressed my cheek. Moving away from him, I shot him a dangerous look which only caused him to sign and return to his seat. Matt soon joined us with what looked to be a manila folder that was thick with papers it had held within.
“Okay kid, lets just make it easy on all of us here. I’m going to show you some very important information and all I want to know is your imput. Okay? Fairly easy stuff.” He said to me as he opened up the folder and shuffled through a couple papers. Stopping a one he pulled it out and turned it to face me. On this paper was just a whole bunch of account number along with time and dates.
“What the hell am I suppose to be looking at?” I said angrily. Matts faced hardened as he inched the paper closer to my face.
“You don’t recognize any of this information?” He asked.
“No. Why would I? They’re just numbers.” I replied.
“They’re just number? They’re just numbers? NO! THEY ARE NOT JUST NUMBERS. These are very important numbers that deal with alot of money and shipments. Now look again.” He said softer as he composed himself. Glaring at him I reluctantly turned to look back at the paper. Scanning line after line nothing looked remotely familar or stood out until I got at the bottom.
“These are from Graysons account.” I said snapping my head up to look at Matt.
“Yes they are. And we need someone who knows how to translate these transactions to the specific day and time they are going to be delivered.” Marcus said getting up.
“Wait, so let me get this straight. You went through all this trouble just so I would be able to tell you guys when and where? You two are seriously fucked up in the head. I don’t know anything about anything about what he’s running or any information. The last time I ever saw anything like this was when I was 18 and I’m pretty sure he’s changed quite a few things by now so I wouldn’t even be able to get into the main frame to check.” I said bluntly. They both stared down at me then up to eachother. Marcus let out a frustrated sigh and walked back over to the table.
“C'mon kid, if anyone could crack these numbers it’s you.” Matt said.
“Why should I? And don’t you dare say for you because less then a few hours ago I thought you were dead. Do you even have any idea how that feels? To see my big brother faced down on the floor surrounded by a puddle of blood.” I said as my voice cracked. I looked down at the floor as I tried to push past my emotions. A gentle hand lifted up my face and wiped away a stray tear.
“I do know. I watched you lay in a hospital bed for days unconscious and didn’t know if I would ever hear your annoying ass voice ever again.” He replied.
“And now your working with the man who put me there. Nice.” I said pulling away from his grasp. He sighed as he stood up and walked away. Keeping my eyes focused on the ground I began to slowly tune out the world. As I started to slip into a daydreaming like stage I couldn’t help but think what I would be doing right now if I never came back here. Probably sitting back into my little nook that craddled my window as I typed away at my laptop keyboard to finish my essay that was due Monday or maybe I was out with everyone, sitting at the café a few blocks down laughing at something Scott and Maria said as we waited for our small deserts we ordered just like we did everytime none of us were busy. Maybe I was working, pissed off at someone an annoying customer just did or enjoying restocking in the back with Justin. I would go for any one of those scenarios right about now instead of the reality that waited me.
“Y/N?” I heard my name being sweetly called out. Moving my head towards the direction the voice spoke I could vaguely make out a figure in the distance. My eyes focsued on the figure as it closed the distance between us.
“Why do you always make things so difficult.” He said quietly as he walked past me and toward Matt and Marcus who were preoccupied looking at the papers they showed me before. Staring at him in disbelief another figured passed him and stood directly behind the boys without being noticed.
“Interesting papers you got there.” Tyler said peering over their shoulder.
“About time you got here.” Marcus sneered.
“Well we got alittle… Caught up.” Ethan said glacing back at me.
“Can’t trust anyone these days.” I said harshly.
“No you can’t.” He said turning his attention back the the boys.
“I did tell you to be careful who you trusted, didn’t I? All of this would of been alot smoother if you would of just let Ethan drive back at the shop. He was suppose to bring you here so we could of talked but you had other plans.” Marcus said.
“Yeah I wouldn’t of gotten the shit beat out of me by your little boyfriend. Thanks for the couple swings you added.” Matt said as he shoved Ethans shoulder.
“Had to make it believable. I couldn’t let Gray think I was working for M.” Ethan defended. Shaking my head in disbelief, I just couldn’t wrap my head around what was happening.
“You betrayed him. Your own brother. For what? What do you gain out of this?” I asked staring him down.
“Power. Money. Anything I want really.” Ethan said nonchalantly. Weighting out my options in my mind, I made the choice to not sit here and just wait around to see what happeneds. Im not the type of person to give up so easily so why the hell have I been. I dont take the easy route and Im not about to start.
“Well since this soap opera seems to just carry on and on, I think I’m going to take my cue and skedaddle.” I said outloud.
“Aw but why would you wanna go just as it’s about to get good?” Tyler said just as the metal doors behind me slammed open. A commotion was going on behind me followed by grunts and cursing. The sound of something dragging on the floor was more prominate as footsteps fot closer. A loud sound of something heavy hitting the floor caused me to turn my head around.
“Oops sorry. You slipped.” One of Marcus’s men said down towards the ground. I couldn’t exactly see who he was talking to because they were just out of sight.
“Leave him there. We have things to do.” Matt said motioning for the men to come over. I could hear a few groans behind me as the person tried to lift themself up.
“A sight to see isn’t it boys. Brings back so many fond memories.” Marcus said looking between me and the other person.
“If you want to bring back memories how bout you come alittle closer and I’ll knock them into you.” The voice said behind me. Marcus laughed out loud but ignored the persons threat.
“Always being the tough guy. How’s that worked out for you Grayson?” Matt said as he moved towards us.
“Sure as hell pushed y/n away. Lost Ethan for awhile, even lost yourself. Maybe it’s time to throw in the towel.” Matt said behind me. The sound of struggle was heard but stopped when the sound of a punch being thrown. Flinching at the hard noise, I tried wiggling my hands free again. Another grunt voiced out as Grayson was lifted to his feet and dragged over. He was falling over his own feet alittle and struggled to keep him weight up, which ended in him collapsing to his knees right next to me. Without warning he leaned his head to the side and placed it on my thigh. How badly I wanted to reach out and hold him.
“How cute. Like a modern day Romeo and Juliet only this time Romeo gets to watch his dearly beloved Juilet die.” Tyler said walking over to me. Shoving Grayson away he landed on the floor with a loud thud. I was cut free from the chair but still had my hands bound behind my back. Just as Tyler bent down to cut the tape off my legs Matt spoke out.
“Careful she’s a kicker.” He said crossing his arms as he grinned at me. Tyler took a mental note and cut me free but quickly started tieing me legs together. In one fast move he hauled me upwards.
“Maybe we should have a good time first. Always loved this ass of yours.” He said smaking my ass and giving it a hard squeeze.
“Touch her in anyway and I’ll kill you.” Graysons deep voice rang out.
“Oh but I already did touch her and I’ll do it over and over as she begs for more.” He said as he lifted me up over his shoulder trailing a hand up the back of my leg getting dangerously close.
“Put me down!” I yelled as he took a few steps.
“Apparently miss princess over here hates being thrown over the shoulder. Whatever you did M really fucked her up.” Ethan said following Tyler and I.
“Ethan please. Leave her. You have me just leave her.” Grayson pleaded towarda his brother.
“And what fun would that be?” Ethan said as he smirked down at a defeated Grayson.
“What happened to you.” Gray said quietly.
“You.” Ethan said harshly back. I began to thrash violently in Tylers arms but nothing was working so I decided to slammed my clenched first as hard as I could into the spine of his back which made him cry out in pain and throw me out of his arms. Hitting the ground hard, I felt my head bounced on the concrete as pain filled my sense’s.
“You idiot we need her alive.” I heard Ethan yell as be bent down towards me. I yelled out in pain when he touched the back of my head.
“Fuck.” He whispered under his breathe. I tried to move away from him but ended up moving my right arm. Stopping immediately when pain shot through it I knew I had landed on it wrong. Tears were rolling down the side of my face as the pain in my head became worse.
“Pick her up, we don’t have all day.” Matt shouted at Tyler and Ethan who just looked at eachother and down at me.
“Guess nows as good as a time then ever.” Tyler said as he lunged at Matt while Ethan threw a punch knocking Marcus out. I could vaguely hear people cursing and things being thrown here and there as my vision started becoming fuzzy. A comfortable warmth was growing up my left side just as a slight pressure was added.
“Shh baby it’s going to be okay.” Graysons voice said. Blinking through the tears I could make out his lopsided smile as he looked down at me. His cheeck bone was cut and swollen, a black eye was starting to form and fresh bruises were laced around his neck.
“Gray…” I said softly as my lip quivered.
“I know baby. But everything will be okay, I promise you that. I love you y/n, always have even when we were kids. And Im so sorry. I love you.” He said as he gently nuzzled my neck. I wanted to grab him and pull him closer and say I love you too but I couldn’t. My mind was already slipping in the darkness that begged me to close my eyes. A new found tiredness washed over me as my eyes tried to stay open.
“You need to keep those beautiful eyes of yours open okay? Ethan has a plan. Everything will be okay soon. I love you so fucking much, just remember that.” He said softly as he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my cut lip. His figure drifted away from me as my eyes readjusted onto the ceiling. As much as I wanted to look to see where he went I couldn’t seem to move. From the corner of my eye I could see the door towards the back being kicked open with a loud bang that rattled the room. A few footsteps echoed in my head as loud sharp noises rung out. Everything around me became very loud too fast. My ears reluctantly began closing off the noise around me as the familar buzz of white noise filled my ears as my eyes slipped in and out of focus. Everything seemed to stop when the loudest bang I ever heard let out. Quietness fell over the room just as the ground next to me vibrated as if something landed on the other side of me. My gut feeling told me not to look over so I knew I had to. Taking everything I had in me I rotated my head to the right as I hissed out in pain as I applied pressure to my right arm. Laying next to me was a familar toned back I’ve witnessed too many times. The dark colored head of hair was looked matted in the back with some kind of dried liquid. Slowly the body was rotated over by a pair of arms. Blood gurgled out of his mouth and down the side of his cheek as he gripped the persons bicep. A pair of arms slithered underneath my back tilting me forwards slightly. I could feel myself being freed from my restrains as my arms were gently placed onto my stomach. I was fully lifted up into someones arms as they were talking to someone. They’re words were coming out muffled as a louder voice seemed to yell at them.
“We gotta go sweetheart.” Marty’s soft words said to me. Turning my head to look back at the scene one last time, my eyes roamed over his stilled body as a few people crouched over him. I eyes rested on his face that was scrunched in pain and too pale for my liking. His hazel eyes met mine just as his neck went slack and his eyes drifted closed.
“Grayson….” I cried out quietly as I was carried away into a bright light that wrapped its warmth around me just as my eyes drifted shut with his.
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