strings | Grayson Dolan

twenty six

Samantha's POV

The smell of dirt fills my nose as I take a deep breath of the dry air that surrounds us. I look up at the sky and it is as blue as it gets, the weather is nice but it doesn't help me with decoding our current location. My eyes focus in once again on the small motel which reads "Sands Motel" in bold letters bordered by a yellowish color that makes me cringe and under it was a sign which is missing a few letters but still says "No Vacancy"

"What are we doing here?" I ask taking a hair tie off of my wrist and tying my hair back so it stops blowing in my face.

"We are going to rest here and begin driving tonight until we hit Oklahoma where we are meeting Aaron, Cam and our mom." Ethan responds. I nod and look over toward the sound of a car door open.

"Hey guys!" Cameron says loudly like he hasn't seen us in a while when in reality he has been driving behind us the whole time. "Well, let's get this show on the road." Cameron claps.

Grayson is looking at me with distant eyes and he reeks of self hatred which pains me. I have so many things I want to tell him but I haven't found the right time to say them. At the moment he thinks that I hate him but that couldn't be furthest from the truth. Even though I know deep down that I probably should hate him for what he did the rest of me, the weak part of me, is able to look passed that and push the thoughts away. I just stare at him until he closes his eyes and turns the other way.

"Let's go." Ethan says walking passed me to head to the entrance of the empty, rundown motel.

I kick the dirt as I walk and just think about how I am going to tell him that I forgive him. The way I reacted when I first realized that I shot him keeps replaying over and over in my head making me feel dizzy. I have 2 sides to me right now, one side wants to forgive him and give him my full trust and forget what he did and this oart of me believes that he had to do it in order to protect me. But the other part of me, the part of me that complicates everything, is telling me to leave him and go home and block him from my memories completely. This part of me is the rational one, the one that I should listen to, I know if i forgive him I will not be able to go back. But since when have I ever listened to my rational side?

Ethan's POV

Sam is completely out of it, in her own world, and has been for the last 4 hours. I'm not sure that she knows what is going on or remembers what went on hours ago. Who am I kidding? She practically jumped out of the car when she saw Grayson shoot one of Marcus' men.

Sam obviously does not know the extent of the situation we are all in. She does not understand that wherever we go there will always be someone that wants to kill us, all of us. When Gray disobeyed Marcus, that was it. Everyone that Grayson associates with is on Marcus' hit list and all four of us just happen to be on the top in bright bold letters so when one of Marcus' men gets the slightest of chances at killing us, they'll take it.

Grayson's POV

My mind is in another place right now. I cant stop thinking about what I have done to everyone and how much it affected all of us. 

I snap myself out of my irrelevant thoughts and walk up to the front desk that was occupied by a big hispanic man with a thick mustache that is pointed in a book. The man didn't notice our presence until I slammed my hand down on the dusty counter. The man shot up, obviously not used to having to associate with  anyone.

"I need 3 rooms." I say in a low voice, attempting to intimidate him so this exchange goes smoothly.

"Name sir." His voice is low and raspy but nervous all the same.

"Bailey Davis" I speak smoothly like I have said it a million times.

"How many nights?"

"Just one." I tell him sharply.

"I'm going to need an ID and a credit card, hermano." He says trying to be friendly but I just pull out my wallet and slip out my forged ID and a wad of cash. 

"How much?" I ask gesturing my head to the money in my hands.

"$70" I hand him the money and he hands me 3 room keys. I take them from his grimy hand and go back outside where Samantha is moving the dirt around the ground with her shoe.

She is so beautiful.

SRRY 4 THE ABRUPT ENDING BUT I CONTINUED IT BUT IT JUST KEPT GOUNG AND I COULDNT FIND A GOOD END SO IMMA JUST COPY AND PASTE IT INTO A NEW CHAPTER AND FINISH THE CHAPTER TOMORROW SO YEAHHHHHH ILY

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