chapter 4

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I am just about to fall into a deep slumber when a loud thunder roars just above my room. My body jerks up and my heart starts thumbing loudly in my chest.

My hands start to shake and tears prick my eyes.

I have a phobia of thunder. I get so scared and start to shake, sometimes I even faint.

I pull the covers up to my head and lay my head under the pillow, my body shaking with fear.

Another loud thunder noises and a fearful scream escapes my mouth.

I hold the blankets tightly around me as I shakily race towards the  closet. I sit in the corner with my hands over my ears blocking out the thunder and loud sobs escaping my lips.

Thunder has so much effect on me, I would much rather be run over by a truck fifteen times over than be in this situation.

Xavier's POV

I can't seem to concentrate on anything. I faze out the moment I try to look at my computer.

It's thundering loudly and it feels like the clouds are hanging right on top of the roof.

I try to get some paperwork done before I head to bed but as I am reaching for the papers I hear a scream and something shatter.

I quickly grab my gun and head to where the scream came from. As I realize that it came towards Gina's room irritation builds up inside me.

What the fuck is it this time?

I open the door with my gun held up, slowly entering the room. I look around frantically and see no one,  the bed is empty and there was broken pieces of glass all over the floor and patches of blood.

Please tell me she is taken by some rivalry gang.

Thunder roars again and I hear sobs from the closet.

I don't need this right now, I have work to finish...

In the corner of the closet sits Gina with hands over her ears and her body shaking with fear, she looks hideous.

Why does his daughter have to look like that?

I place my gun back in my blazer and take a deep breath.

"What?", I ask in a stern voice after contemplating whether to talk to her or walk away.

I have never been in a situation where I have to comfort someone who is crying...so I won't.

I usually just have to pull a trigger...now that is something that I can do right now.

"It's... it's... it's...", She stutters between her sobs and she cries even more after merely forming a sentence.

I swear I try my hardest to actually wait and hear what she has to say but I fail...I fail miserably.

In a blink of an eye I am walking out of the closet and out of her room. That pathetic little girl reminds me that I lost half a million dollars to her dad and now she is trying to deprive me of my time to work.

Who the hell is afraid of thunder, well someone might be but not to the extent of hiding in the closet with a shaking body.

She is such a nuisance!

I walk back to my office and finish my paperwork before finally heading to bed.

Gina's POV

"What?", his stoned voice repeats in my ears as I watch him walk out of the room after my failed attempt at forming a sentence.

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