Crystal Lemiere
I stopped my car when I saw Lucas' car parked in front of a small building. I got out from my car and slipped a gun behind my jeans and hid it under my tee. I took out my bag and slung it on my body. I walked inside slowly and walked up to the 2nd floor.
I heard a lot of arguing inside the room. I opened the door and took out my gun. There were 7 people inside the room and added Lucas in it. They all looked at me with amusement in their eyes. Lucas looked at me coldly and he walked towards me right away.
He dragged me out from the room and the building. He opened his car and forced me to get inside. He got into the driver seat and drove away from the place. He sped up and got into an underground place. None of us talk along the way.. the whole ride was full of tension.
He stopped the car and got out of the car. I got out and followed him inside the place. He has a lot of guards outside the base and inside the base. He walked into a room and I followed him there. He closed the door and then he turned to me.
"Where is your brain?" He bursted angrily at me.
"I wanted to talk to you!"
"Wasn't it clear to you? I don't want to talk!" He smacked the table and looked at me coldly.
"I was worried." I said in a really small tone and almost cried but I held my tears back.
"Worried? Worried about who? Me? You should worry about yourself now!" He bursted again and he sighed.
"Crystal, Kristopher announced to all of the mafia in America to kill you. Who can bring your dead body to him first.. he will be the mafia leader in America." He sat down on the chair and looked down to the ground.
"The people that you saw earlier, they all want to kill you. How can you appear like that? Are you crazy?" He bursted again but this time he looked at my eyes.
"You will kill me too huh?" I asked.
"Kristopher gave me a mission to kill you. He gave me a week to kill you and bring your dead body to him. I was doing my best to avoid but out of nowhere you came. Your dad put a lot of guards and I'm glad to know that fact, Crystal. Suddenly you showed yourself in Seattle because you worried about me? It doesn't make any sense." He laughed sarcastically and dryly. I gulped and looked away from him.
"Do you think I want to show up myself back in America? All I wanted was to stay in Russia and just die there!" He bursted angrily again and I can't hold back my tears.
"I'm doing this to protect you, Crystal. Isn't it obvious?" He asked me in a really calm tone.
"Go back to New York and just.. live your life. I beg you.. please." He begged me.
"I can ask my dad to help you." I said in a really small tone. He got up from his seat and he walked to me. He hugged me and I bursted into tears. He caressed my head and kissed the top of my head.
"Please.. please.. just go back to New York. I beg you.. okay?" He said with a husky voice. I held his shirt tightly, afraid that he would go away.
"I can't see you die and my family die. So please.. go back to New York and stay there." He begged me again but I shook my head.
"I can help you!" I said and he hugged me tightly.
"You can't help me okay? Please.. please.. go back to New York. Go on a date and have fun there. Okay? Please.. I beg you." He begged and begged again but it won't work on me. He put his hands on my shoulder and he lowered his head. He looked at my eyes and wiped my tears.
"You're a crybaby huh?" He smiled and I saw tears come out from his eyes.
"I thought you're a really fierce and fearless girl but you're just a cute and crybaby girl huh?" He pinched my nose and smiled.
"Listen.. you're beautiful.. smart.. independent.. cute.. extremely special. You deserve to have a good life and be happy. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry for dragging you here and causing you in trouble like this. I'm sorry." His voice turned husky and I kept crying.
"I'm sorry for dragging you to my world. I was selfish. I'm sorry." He smiled and I shook my head.
"I won't go back to New York." I said and he sighed.
"Crystal, listen to me. It's not safe here because all of the mafia is here. They will be here and you need to go.. okay?"
"No! I'm staying with you." I said and he sighed.
"I'm sorry, Crystal." He said and then he opened the door. My eyes widen to see my dad and my brothers. My dad took my hand and dragged me out.
"Lucas! Please.. I can help you! My dad can help you!" I shouted and he just looked at me blankly.
"Dad.. please." I begged as I tried to get away from my dad. Brandon held my other arm literally preventing me from going away.
"Please dad, he needs us. He needs us!" I bursted out crying and my dad hugged me right away.
"I'm sorry, we can't help him. He dragged you into this and we will never forgive him." My dad said as he picked me up and brought me into the helicopter.
"Dad.. Please." I begged but my dad ignored me. The helicopter took off right away.
I hate my family.. especially my dad.