strings | Grayson Dolan

twenty two

"I held my part of the deal and you didn't." Grayson seethes.

"How the fuck do they know where we are?!" He yells sounding panicked.

"We need to get out of here! You need to meet us somewhere."

"No we need to go east."

"Okay, see you then."

Grayson seemed to have hung up the phone by the way his breathing got heavier on the other side of the door. I hear him hiss in pain and without thinking my hand was on the doorknob and I whipped open the door going straight to him. His face looked surprised but worried.

"Samantha-" I cut him off by pulling him into my arms.

"Look, I don't know what is going on but I need to know at least one thing." I say looking at him in the eyes.

"What's that?" He sighs with his eyebrows furrowed.

"How bad does it hurt?" I ask slipping my cold hands under his shirt lightly resting them on his bandage.

"I'm fine." He strains shivering.

"Gray, it's okay to not be okay sometimes, now tell me. How bad does it hurt?" I say looking into his eyes.

"I said I am fine." He spits taking my hands away from his body. I feel hurt but I know he is just doing it because he is afraid to tell me he's in pain.

Grayson's POV

My ribs feel like they have a stack of bricks pressing against them along with knives stabbing between each of them. But Samantha cannot know that. I have to stay strong for her. If she knows how much it is effecting me she will worry and not feel as safe. After all my job is to protect her.

"Grayson-"

"Stop, I am fine." I tell her, storming out of the room before i crack.

I raid the bathroom cabinets for any type of pain medication but find nothing. My meds aren't as strong as i need them to be and it is starting to take effect.

I come to terms with the fact that I don't have time to continue my search so i descend the staircase and grab the bags we had taken into the house and grab the car keys.

I start the car and throw the bags in the trunk before slamming it shut.

I jog back into the house and go straight for the glass door which leads to the backyard.

"Ethan!" I yell as he jumps into the pool laughing. Cameron looks up and smiles.

"Hey buddy, wanna join this killer party? you look stressed."

"Ethan we need to go now." I yell getting his attention.

"Already? We literally just got here." He says pulling himself out of the pool.

"They know where we are." I tell him.

"Woah woah woah, how?" Cameron speaks up getting out of the pool as well.

"Marcus tracked us somehow." I say turning around.

"How?" Ethan asks irritating me.

"I don't fucking know, dipshit." I go inside and see Samantha rushing around the kitchen.

"Where are we going." Ethan asks.

"Far from here. We need to find a way to fake Marcus out." I tell the group.

"Maybe he tracked us by the car?" Samantha speaks up.

"She's right." Ethan agrees. So do I.

"We need a new car."

"I think I can help with that." Cameron smiles gesturing his arm toward a door that leads outside.

Samantha's POV

Cameron walks us over to a second garage that was extremely long. He types in a password on the keypad and all of the garage doors begin to raise.

I gasp. The garage was full of all different types of sports cars. My eyes drift to a white Audi that is simply gorgeous. Seconds later a pair of keys are thrown in my direction that I quickly catch.

"Take care of her." Cameron says.

"Wait. I get to go inside of this?" I ask.

"Yes now let's go." Grayson appears holding our bags in his hands.

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