《Green & Grey ✔︎》Chapter 31
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I race through the empty streets in rage.
Once I spot the house, I get out of the car not bothering to park knowing no one would touch my car.
I rushed inside keeping my face stern and cold as teens parted ways for me.
I went to the nearest bathroom and opened the door seeing that it was empty.
I cursed under my breath and rushed to the next one.
I slammed the doors open, only to be met with an unconscious Layla and a boy kissing her down the neck with his hands on her body, he was dragging her dress down and a hand was cupping her breast.
I ran over to the guy and threw him off her instantly, his body flew and hit the mirror cracking it in the process.
I went over to Layla immediately.
I looked down at her and saw her unconscious self.
Fucking hell.
I pulled her dress up that had fallen to her waist that revealed her bare skin.
I gently tugged her straps back up her arm and then wrapped her small fragile body into my arms.
I looked over at the unconscious boy, who I now recognised to be the host of this party.
Fucking Brayden Panola.
I grab my phone out with my free hand and call Dante.
"Angelo?" He answers.
"I need you to come to Brayden Panola's house. He's unconscious in the second nearest bathroom. Bring him to the warehouse. I'll meet you there later."
I end the call and shove the phone back into my pocket.
I walk through the house as people scattered away from me either looking away or looking confused.
I made it to the car and placed Layla in the back seat laying her down.
I pulled the seat belt over her and shut the door.
I walked over to my side and got in.
I turned the car on and sped out of the streets.
I glanced at her through the review mirror and watched as she slept peacefully.
I clenched my jaw in anger, feeling the rage course through me.
The sudden urge to kill him for what he's done to her.
Fucking rich bastard acted as her friend to get into her pants.
He didn't deserve her friendship, her loyalty.
I'm sure she trusted him, and he betrayed her.
By using her innocence as an advantage to get what he wants, what he desired.
It doesn't take a genius to figure out what he did.
He drugged her and then planned to fuck her.
The thought made me absolutely rigid, but I had to keep calm for her sake.
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I pulled up to her house and got out of the car.
I went to her front door and opened it up, going back to the car I opened the car door and lifted her out, into my arms.
She cuddled into me more as I walked us to her doorstep.
I walked into the house heading straight up to her room.
Walking in, I placed her down on the bed gently and went into her closet grabbing clothes.
I found one of my shirts deciding that would do, I walked back out to see her starting to sit up.
She opened her eyes and looked around confused until she spotted me.
Her emerald glassy eyes stared into mine.
"Landon?" She says, her angelic voice hoarse.
I walk over and sat down next to her as she starts sitting up.
"I-I don't feel too good." She says her voice cracking.
I look into her eyes and pull her hair away from her face.
"I know baby, I need to change you first," I tell her softly.
She nods and I gently take her hand and pull her up.
I tug on her straps looking at her for permission she nods once not having any energy left in her.
I pull her dress down and grab the shirt pulling it over her head as she lazily slips her arms through.
She lays back down on the bed as I went to grab her makeup wipes.
She tiredly shuts her eyes as I dab away the makeup on her face.
Once I was done I threw them in the bin and went back over to her.
She opens her eyes when I sit back down on the bed.
"Stay with me." She whispers out.
I nod and take my shoes off and jacket lying down next to her on the bed.
She moves over to me and buries her face in my chest, wrapping her arms around me.
I wrap my arms around her waist bringing her closer.
"Thanks, Landon." She says softly as she brings her hand to my chain and twists it around her finger.
I kiss her cheek as she closes her eyes.
"You'll still want me after this right?" She asks me.
I put my hand under her chin, tilting her head up.
She opens her eyes and looks at me.
"Nothing could ever change how I feel about you, love." I tell her caressing her cheek.
She grins up at me and closes her eyes again.
I stroke her hair softly feeling her breaths become steady as she falls back into a slumber.
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I wait an hour and move out of her bed.
I pull the blankets over her and shut the door as I walk out of her room.
Walking out of her house, I take my phone out and text Dante that I would be there in half an hour.
I make it to my car and speed out of the streets.
20 minutes later I make it to the building.
I get out of the car and stride my way towards the doors.
Once I make it in, I head to the elevator pushing the button.
I wait patiently for the doors to open, once they do I get in and press the number for the basement floor.
The elevator doors open and I'm met with Dante and a tied up Brayden.
Their attention goes to me as I make my way towards them.
Brayden looks up at me with fear filling his eyes, I smirk inwardly with satisfaction.
I turn my cold gaze to Dante and nod at him to leave.
He nods once and turns to the elevators.
Once he was gone I turned my attention to the pathetic person in front of me.
I felt the anger burning inside me as I look at him.
I pull out my gun from my waist and turn the safety lock-off.
His eyes widen in fear and desperation.
"L-listen Landon I-
I cut him off by pulling the trigger as the bullet lands on his leg.
His screams filled the basement walls as pain courses through him.
I watch him emotionlessly as he thrashed around desperately to be let out.
"Y-you f-fucking psycho," He says.
I look at him with cold eyes and tilt my head.
I walk over to him as he backs away on his weak legs and his back hits the wall.
I kneel to him and lift my gun under his chin tilting his head up.
I stare into his eyes and speak.
"I don't think calling me a psycho is necessary, after the stunt you pulled tonight, Brayden," I tell him calmly but darkly.
He looks at me with a glare and then smirks cockily at me.
"She's been leading me on. I don't know why you're here torturing me when she's the one that should be here. She was practically asking for it. Wearing that tight little dr-
I cut him off by shooting him in the other leg.
My calm state grows rigid.
He screams in pain as tears gush down his face.
His tied-up hands thrash around desperate to be let go.
I grab his face tightly and make him look at me.
"Talk about her like that again, I fucking dare you." I say harshly.
I grab my blade from my pocket and slowly slide it across his thigh.
His screams return and worsen at the scorching pain.
"You won't ever hurt her, touch her or breathe the same air as her again," I say darkly.
I stand up and step away from him.
I pull my hands behind me as I circle him watching him darkly.
"What were your plans hm?" I ask him.
"Drug her? then rape her." I say, watching him closely.
He scoffs and weakly looks up at me.
"Rape? I told you she wanted me, she just needed a little push. I'm sure she was just using you to make me jealous. I still don't know why she would choose you, you're a fucking murder."
"And you're a rapist," I state.
I take my gun in my hands having enough of this conversation.
"I'll see you in hell," I tell him.
And with that, I shoot him to the heart.
Watching his body fall limp as more blood seeps out of him.
I turn around tucking my gun back into my pocket and turn to the elevator.
Making it back into the building, I signal my men to clean the mess up downstairs.
I walk out of the building heading straight towards my car.
It was now 3 am, and I was on my way back to Layla's house.
I grab the bag that had Tylenol and water in it placing it around my wrist as I made my way over to Layla's door.
I walked in and went straight to her bedroom.
She was sounds asleep, still in the same position as I left her in.
I placed the Tylenol and water on her bedside table, walking over to her bed, slipped off my shoes and jacket and laid down next to her under the covers.
She subconsciously wrapped her arms around me snuggling into my chest.
I sighed and laid my head back, closing my eyes and letting myself fall into oblivion.
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A/N
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