SOLD TO MR GRAYSON - EPISODE 15

Carter’s POV

“Great,” I sighed, and threw my phone to the side.

“What’s up?” Kent asked.

“My dad knows that I killed Chance,” I muttered.

“What!?” Kai panicked.

“He didn’t say it directly, but I know he knows,” I sighed, and ran a hand through my hair.5

“You think he’ll question Manny and Natalie?” Kent asked.

“Oh god,” I mumbled,”I hope not.”

Natalie’s POV

“So Natalie,” Patrick smiled,”What happened to Chance?”

“Who’s Chance-” I was cut off.

“Don’t play stupid Natalie,” he boomed. I jumped at his change of tone.

“What happened to Chance,” he yelled, and stood over me.

“I-I don’t know,” I stuttered. Patrick leaned closer to me, and I could smell the pungent smell of Bourbon on his breath. He’s drunk.

“Natalie,” he warned,”You have 2 seconds to tell me what happened to Chance, or you’ll end up like Manny.”

“What’d you do to Manny?” I asked. He smirked, and stood up straight.

“He’s umm,” he chuckled,”Out.” My eyes widened, and I tried to scoot away from him.

However, I didn’t succeed, because he grabbed the collar of my shirt, and lifted me up.

“Last Chance Natalie,” He growled,”What happened to Chance.”

Should I lie or tell the truth. If I lie then I could get beaten up or killed, but if I tell the truth Carter would hate me.

Ughh why does this have to happen to me.

“I,” I paused,”I don’t know.” Patrick breathed through his nose, and let go of my shirt collar.

I fell back onto the couch, and looked at Patrick.

He ran his hand through his hair, and picked up my empty glass off of the coffee table.

He then threw the glass at the wall, and it shattered.

I was stunned by his action, but nothing could’ve prepared me for what came next.

With a quick turn Patrick back handed me across the face, and I fell to the ground.

Tears ran down my face as I tried to process what happened.

“All asked for was your honesty Natalie,” He growled,”

This could’ve been avoided, but no you just had to be a stubborn b!tch.”

I sat up, and winced as I touched my stinging cheek.

Patrick came at me again but I kicked him, with my good leg, in the balls.

He fell to the ground, and I slowly stood up. My leg may not be completely healed, but when my life is at stake I’ll run as fast as I can.

I limped towards the door as fast as I could, and nearly tripped on the way over.

Patrick growled, and stood up then charged after me.

I quickly opened the door, and limped outside. I saw Manny laying on the ground, with broken glass surrounding him.

I didn’t have time to stop and see if he was okay, because Patrick was right behind me.

Limping out to the drive way, I got the hang of things and I picked up the pace.

“Natalie there’s no use,” he chuckled,”When I break into a slow jog I’m gonna catch you.”

I don’t know why I didn’t believe him but I kept going.

Eventually, I was thrown to the ground, and punched in the gut. Remember your training Natalie.

I kicked Patrick’s legs out from under him, and he fell down.

I quickly stood up, and punched him in the gut. Standing up, I broke into my limpy run.

I looked down the long drive way and saw black vehicles heading this way. Carter.

I limped towards the vehicles but someone, Patrick, turned me around and slapped me across the same cheek.

I fell to the ground again, and laid there waiting for another blow.

But it never came. I looked up, and saw Patrick looking at the 6 vehicles coming toward us.

I, too, looked at the vehicles, as the first slowed down to meet us.

I stood up, and quickly limped to the vehicle. Carter got out of the car, and quickly walked over to me.

“Are you okay?” he asked, and pulled me into a hug.

“I’ve been better,” I whispered, and hugged him back.

Carter pulled away, and looked at me. he tuned my face to the right, and looked at my cheek.

“Don’t touch it,” I ordered. Carter looked at me then at his father, then his eyes widened.

“What the h*ll is wrong with you?!” he raged, and stormed toward his father,”She hasn’t done anything to you!!”

“She lied to me,” his father growled.

“So what!” Carter yelled. Patrick ignored him.

“What happened to Chance!” he yelled.

“You know what happened,” Carter yelled back,”I killed him. I shot him in the face, after I tortured him.”

Patrick’s eyes darkened, and he slapped Carter across the face. Carter held his cheek, and looked at his father.

“Y-You hit me,” Carter stuttered.

“I know,” Patrick glared, and walked away. Carter just stood there, and watched his father walk away.

Cole got out of the car, and approached Carter. He put his hand on Carter’s shoulder, causing Carter to turn toward him.

I took a closer look at Carter, and that’s when I realized. He’s crying.