His Possession

TWENTY-NINE

Jaxon

"No."

She looked up at me while I stood in front of her with anger in my eyes.

"I want too."

"No. He's my problem. And he has someone who I can't live without."

Hurt flashed through her eyes but soon recover to anger.

"I want too Jaxon. At least let me help you."

"You want to help?" She nodded.

"Help me by staying out of my way." I said while I walked past her and went to my office.

I logged into my computer and started to hack through the towns street cameras.

I looked up the hospital street and started to type in codes and hacked one of the lamppost while I got the recordings from now and a couple of hours ago.

I typed in more numbers and codes and it downloaded into my software.

I shut down the site I was on and went to my new document and hurried and clicked it open.

I rewind it to were I saw my car pull up, so I rewind it so more and I saw a van pull up.

I clicked play and leaned forward.

My jaw clenched when I saw them.

They looked at each other and then up at the lamppost. I was glaring at the screen as if they can see me.

Louis nudged Sañtiago and pointed to the lamppost. He grew a smirk on his face and said something to to Louis. He then smirked and nodded his head.

My fist grew tight and began to throb from all the pressure I was putting them in. I quickly unclenched my hands and continued to watch.

They smirked and waved at the lamppost and walked in.

I fast forward it alittle till they came out.

With her.

She was looking at them weird but they kept a smile on while they talked to her. She looked at both of them and then down to the wheel chair she was in. And then back at Louis who was walking beside her while Sañtiago pushed her towards the van.

Sañtiago then looked back at the lamppost while Louis was keeping her company by talking to her. He then raised his hand and made his hand to a gun and aimed it behind her head, and shot.

My breathing got caught, and he raised his finger in the air like he was telling me to wait. He tapped that finger on his chin and then brought it up like he got an idea. He then tapped that finger on his wrist, telling me time is ticking.

By the time he finished Louis already placed her in the van.

He smirked and pushed the wheel chair off to the side and smirked one last time at the lamppost before he made his way towards the passenger side and the van took off.

My breathing was heavy and I slammed myself back till my chair hit the wall. I got up and yelled.

I kicked at my desk and turned around and punched the wall. The wall was already filled with holes but I kept slamming my fists into it.