Partners In Crime

[ CHAPTER 1 ]

Her breathing isn't stable anymore. What's more worrying is that she's quiet.

"You good?"

She replied barely, you can't even hear it much.

"Yeah.."

"Don't worry, I just need to grab some clothes in the clothing store. Just stay right here, I will bring the clothes for you." He got out and went straight ahead to the clothing store.

Right now I'm here waiting at the car that Randy stole.
Bleeding out and sweating so hard.

"Shit."

My body isn't even listening to me now my consciousness is wavering.

I keep breathing heavily and the silence is killing me.

"Ha..ha ugh.. what's taking him so long-"

"I'm here! Are you still alive?"

Speaking of the devil.

"Yeah, barely idiot Hurry up."

"Okay okay hang in there."

Is he stupid I've been hanging in there as long as I can take.

I close my eyes for a sec when I suddenly feel someone wrapping something on my shoulder.

"Thanks Randy."

"Yeah I got you. This should stop the bleeding for a sec."

"Hmm." I respond in an agreeing tone.

He gave me the clothes and covered the mirror in the front.

"I won't look so changed."

"Okay-" I don't really mind tho.

We've been together for almost half our lives. It's like it's just us that we had. I can't help but feel something for him..

As I finished changing my clothes. I changed seats and went to the front seat beside him.

"Let's head to the hospital and get something to eat after?"

"Sounds good!"

Back to our routine. That's what I thought.

Why..

Why is he leaving me..

A couple hours ago.

"Alright, good as new! Let's go and get something to eat now Randy I'm feeling hungry."

He just nodded and went to the car.

I felt something was up but didn't mind it.

"Maldini's pizza's right now sounds good right?"

"Ray."

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I'm sorry."

"What you mean-"

We stopped in an alley. It was dark but I could see some human figures in the shadows.

"Randy?"

He didn't even look at me nor reply.

Random people drag me outside the car..

I was scared but most of all I was sad and angry.

Many thoughts clouded my head. Like

"Did he betray me?"

"He set me up!" But why?

"Randy!! Who are these people?"

"We spent half of our lives together, Surely you wouldn't do this!"

"We we're just fine a couple minutes ago!"

"Where are they taking me! Randy!"

I called his name and called again.

I refused to accept what my brain was telling me. But my heart couldn't stop from breaking.

I cried and gave up on calling his name.

I was beaten up locked in a drum.

I don't know who did this to me. I don't know where I am but I could hear the waves.

I am dying this way?

Before I lost my consciousness from the impact of dropping me to the ocean. All I remember thinking is my anger for the man I loved and trusted.

Well that happened years ago. I survived somehow you would be curious how. But listen to this! It's crazy.

The man that I trusted and betrayed me. Is So successful now in Los Santos!

I couldn't bear it when I hear his name always in this industry.

You must be so curious about what and how I've
survived.

Sure I tell you, reader.

I gained my consciousness and woke up from a soft bed, a nice room and people beside me talking. They were talking in french.

Those French classes that I used to take are finally useful.

"Where am I?"

"Omg you're awake!"

"Who are you?"

"Oh how rude of me. My name is Velvet and my people saw you floating beside our yacht. You're very lucky that they saw you."

I couldn't believe it either. How could I survive that?
The cap in the drum must've been not sealed properly.
That means I could've broken out earlier if I wasn't just lost in my thoughts!

No use in regretting it now. The important thing is I've made it. Somehow.

"T-thank you."

"No problème dear."

"You should rest now, we will talk later."

Yeah I was very lucky that the people found me were nice.