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Chapter 17

Ethan's POV

It has been an hour since she fell asleep but I was still up, looking at her while playing with her hair.

"I love you Ethan." I smiled from ear to ear, remembering those 3 words I've always wanted to hear. She finally said it and I am the happiest man alive. Everything is going so perfectly and there was a feeling inside me that's scared. Scared of losing everything because it's me. I fuck up things in every way possible. One question remains unanswered,

Am I willing to give up everything for Kirsty?

Grayson's POV

Chelle, I and the others were having a movie night. I know my brother and Kirsty is probably crying their eyes out but that isn't our business. I'm just happy for my brother. Chelle has her head on my lap as I feed her popcorn.

My phone suddenly rang from my pocket and I pulled it, only to see that it was an unknown number. Who could this be at this hour?

"Hello." I said, Chelle watching me as she eat popcorn. I watch Nate pause the movie, all of their attention was on me.

"Grayson Dolan?" A man spoke.
"Yes, this is he. Who's this?" I asked. Who the hell would call me at this hour? It's 2 in the morning.

"Hey Gray, it's Cameron. I would like to make a deal with you and your gang." My eyes widened. I knew damn well that he's bad news. Cameron Dallas is one of the people who would "associate" with other gangs and kill after he's done with them. He does this just because he didn't want anyone connected to him right after the transaction. He deals with weapons and drugs as of the moment, we are known for the biggest supplier of all kinds of drugs with high payment. He also blew up houses of any president just to give him money and have hostages for that.

Chelle sat up as she studies my expression, confusion drawn all over her face. There's 2 reasons here, first: He wants the supply and that's us. He's all about the money so he'd kill for him to be at the top of everything. Second, he wants to beat my brother's ass. Cameron used to be in our gang but he got envious of how Ethan was being the one to lead the whole company. I never felt that way, I was just proud at him and I was thankful enough to be there for him. Cameron always found a way for Ethan to screw up so he kicked him out, leading Cam to start his new gang. After a year we just heard him bomb the fucking white house. Yet, he was never a suspect nor his name ever been tipped to the police. This is why he kills everyone he does business with.

"Well, nice to hear from you but sorry, no." I was about to put down the phone when he spoke up.

"You sure about that when you got your girlfriend sitting next to you watching you talk to me? You might wanna have more time to explain to her who called or just have her dead right now." I immediately stood up, my heart pounding from my chest. I opened up the front door, hearing the others follow me from behind. I looked around saw no one. Fuck! My hand was shaking badly, hearing Chelle's life being threatened like that was what make me so weak yet so fucking wanna kill someone right now.

"What the fuck do you want?" I asked, breathing heavily. I swear I'm gonna kill him.

"Simple. I want you to get my dad out of the Pyra institute." He said as if it was the easiest thing ever. I laughed sarcastically, he could possibly be insane. The pyra institute is where worst criminals are put to torture and make them suffer. It is impossible to break in nor hack into their systems, there was just no way. It is the most high and protected institutes in the world. Our step dad was the one who put his father in that institute. The father and son has some similar attitude, I could say. They were both jealous, pathetic and would betray anyone just to be at the top.

"Why don't you do it? You're not good enough to save your own father?" I asked him, still looking around to see where the motherfucker is. I hate to admit that he was good at hiding and watching us but that's not for too long as soon as I get to kill this asshole.

"You're not allowed to talk to me like that unless you want your girlfriend's dead body laying in front of you. Why don't you check it out?" I looked over to Chelle as well as the others.

"What the fuck dude?!?! Who the fuck is that?!?" Kian yelled as my eyes teared up to see a red dot on her head, a sniper being fucking aimed at her.

"Why are you guys looking at me like that?!" Chelle had no clue she could die any moment but I won't let that happen. They're gonna have to kill me before they can be able to lay a finger on her.

"Alright. We'll have a meeting about it as long as you take your fucking gone off my girl." I spat, my anger rising as my jaw clenched.

"Sure. See you soon, Dolan." The line went dead and I slammed the door close. I was breathing heavily and all I could think of was Chelle and how she could've just shot tonight. I pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head. She was still confused but I just hugged her, trying to protect her body from getting any harm just incase.

"Grayson, who the fuck called you?!" Nate asked, running his fingers through his hair. It was evident how frustrated everyone is.

"Cameron." I said and it seemed like everyone froze in to where they were standing.

"You've got to be kidding." Jc said walking back to the living room and kicking something. The whole gang never liked hearing anything about him because of how pathetic he was for trying to kill my brother before he got kicked out. I wish I was kidding but I wasn't. I wasn't scared for my life, I was scared for Chelle's.

"Someone please call Ethan." I said, pulling Chelle back to the living room as everyone followed. Someone must have been watching them too and Ethan being alone with Kirsty alone is already dangerous as it sounds. We've gotta stick together because Cameron would do everything just to see this gang fall apart. 

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