My heart started to beat so fast that my heart was going to jump out. I don't know how I'm supposed to be taking all of this. Am I supposed to say, 'Do what he wants' or, 'Don't listen to him! He's going to kill me and you, regardless of what you do.' This is why I don't develop feelings for people anymore. I've had my heart repeatedly broken, and I don't know how much more heartbreak I can take. "What's it going to be, Mr. King, helping me or fight for love? Especially when you know, regardless of what, I'll get what I want either way."Liam looked at me directly in the eyes, with what I saw in his eyes was they were dark and clouded. His face completely calm and showed no emotion. He didn't seem to have any sign that he cared what could happen next. That Liam didn't mean it when he said I love you.And that last thought terrified me to my core. I'm not ready to die! I'm 21! "Follow me." Liam grumbled. He quickly turned around towards the door and just walked out. Nick went out,
Charlie! I felt relieved that he was okay. I hope his arms are okay, though. "Well, I was hoping you'd be out for a while longer," Payton admitted.I heard a slight chuckle from Charlie, "I was never out. Nick sucks at knocking people out.""I will shoot him." Payton threatened."You even try pulling the trigger, you will be dead before you blink an eye." Charlie threatened back. I got pulled back a bit by Nick, further away from Payton and Charlie."What are you..." I started but got cut off when Nick's hand covered my mouth."If you want anyone you care about to survive, you're going to do exactly what I say..." Nick whispered. He leaned directly next to my ear, his hot breath on my ear and a little on my neck, "I know Mack is on the driver's side of the van..."Mack? What's he doing here?"He's betrayed us one too many times for my taste. Here's what you're going to do. You're going to distract him while I knock him out. If you don't help me, I'll kill Mack first. Possibly kill
I woke up, doing my morning routine. As I saw myself in the mirror. Dark circles started forming underneath my eyes. I looked exhausted and looked like I was about to kill someone. The second I thought that I decided I needed to blow some steam off. And when I mean blow steam off, I'm going to the gym. After I started my workout, I didn't stop until my hands were bleeding badly and started to bruise. I jumped in the shower that was near the gym and stayed in there for who knows how long. Once I jumped out, I put on new clothes that I'd brought with me. I then grabbed the first aid kit that was stashed away in case of blood and bruises. Which I have.I walked out of the gym and headed towards the tech room and saw something...unexpected.Wilson and Emily making out. They didn't seem to notice me, so I cleared my throat. They both looked at me and they both pushed away from each other. "Look, sir..." Wilson started before I cut him off."You can do whatever you want. Both of you are
"Hey mom, hey dad." I greeted walking into the kitchen."Hey sweetie, I made your favorite." My mom said putting a scrambled egg with two chocolate chip pancakes with it. And even put the best thing with it.Hash Browns. You can't go wrong with Hash Browns. "Have you seen dad, mom?" I asked glancing around the kitchen."He had some work he needed to do first.""What's up, Mrs. Fawson!" Thea shouted, barging into the house. That girl has no personal space."Hi, Thea." My mom slightly groaned. She's not a big fan of Thea. My father doesn't like her either which isn't surprising. Thea's got one of those personalities that is a tad harder to handle. Nonetheless, she's my best friend. She's the only reason why I go to school.As I finished my breakfast I noticed how fancy my mom looked. She was in one of her nicer outfits."Where are you going, mom?" I asked grabbing my backpack."Oh, I and your father are meeting with some friends. We're discussing a business opportunity today.""Oh with
Five years later.Melody's POVEver since Liam walked out of the hospital telling me he never loved me I never saw him again. I knew from that day on I'd never see him again. Or any of his men again. And I never wanted to. He broke my heart. Though we never became a thing we had our moments. There were days we got close to kissing and all that romantic stuff. But someone would walk in and would ruin the moment. It's as if something in this world didn't want us to be together. But I never looked for him like some girls would. Why would I want someone who broke my heart? I didn't want anything to do with him or his mafia. I moved on and started over. I made a new life for myself and created a new me. I moved from New York to Washington. I know that's pretty far away from New York. But I didn't have anyone left there. I went to apologize to Thea but she already left for San Francisco. She probably wouldn't forgive me after what I did to her. How I lied to her how I yelled at her for no
Melody POV ‘‘Guys, I’m 21! You can’t keep me here for the rest of my life!” I hollered. “I want to live my own life! And I want to discover who I am.” “I know, sweetheart.” My mom says, giving me her sweet smile. “We want you to be safe. We want nothing tragic to happen to you.” my father paused. “Again?” I quickly barked. I almost died in a car crash when I was 17. My ex-boyfriend was upset with me about something and he had severe road rage. And he had a bad temper. We were upside down on the road. After that, though, I can’t remember much. I don’t remember going to the hospital or how we even got hit. When the officers questioned me, I told them I don’t remember other than the car being upside down. Along with some other stuff they questioned me about. Ever since that day, I’ve had a super protective family. Well, more protective, I should say. It happened on the way home from somewhere in New York City, which is where I’ve lived my whole life. I don’t remember tons about tha
I had put on three dresses and I’d walk out and Mack and Frank would immediately tell me to go back and change. It was getting quite infuriating. On my fourth outfit, I decided on a simple outfit instead of something that would make Mack and Frank disapprove of my outfit. Again. I picked out ripped blue jeans with an off-the-shoulder black shirt with some Adidas sneakers. As for my hair, I grabbed an orange scrunchie, put it in my hair, and did a high ponytail. “How about this outfit?” I asked, walking towards Mack and Frank and doing a little twirl for them. They both nodded, finally pleased with my outfit. Thank goodness, I have no clue what else I would wear. I have to be careful about which outfits to wear. Especially in this house. Any clothes that I like to wear are now in the junkyard. And with Mack and Frank, they’re extremely careful with the things I wear. And sometimes it sucks. But it’s different when events arrive. Why? No clue. I don’t get told a ton of things in thi
We arrived at Thea's house and I walked her inside. She threw up in the sink, and slowly she got into bed and was out like a light. I grabbed her some water and grabbed her some ibuprofen for when she woke up tomorrow with a throbbing headache.After getting her to bed, We drove home. I said goodnight to Mack and Frank and went upstairs to head to bed. After getting my face washed and my teeth and hair brushed, I got into my gray hoodie that said New York on it with some high-waisted black leggings. I usually left my hair down but tonight I decided that I'd put my hair into a French braid. Once I slipped into bed, I almost immediately fell asleep with Liam on my mind. -----I got back to my home and called an emergency meeting and told them I had to change things because of some complications. Truth be told, I don't want to kidnap her at all. She seems innocent, and she didn't know the life her parents truly lived. The life she would have to inherit once her parents died. But I have