Chapter 12
JoséPOV
Things have been stupid between Ana and I every since I told her how I feel about her. It was after her graduation. We all went out drinking and I felt like it was my last chance to make a move, but, even drunk, she told me no. I followed her home that night, so I could make sure she was okay, but she wouldn't let me in. In fact, she called Grey's henchman on me. She told him I was bothering her when that's not true.
That Taylor fucker really pisses me off because he's always in the way, worse than Grey. I don't know why Ana has been ignoring all my calls and messages. I know she wants me, she's just playing hard to get. It's probably Grey's fault, he wont let any other guy around her. He's always acting like her friend, but I know he's not.
This shit has been going on for far too long so I'm going to put a stop to it. That's why I'm meeting up with my photographer buddy at our regular coffee place today. He said he has information about Ana, something I need to see, so I hope he's not pulling my leg.
"José." I look up hearing my name and see my buddy walking over.
"Hey, man." I stand, clasp his hand and give him a manly hug, before we sit.
"How you been?" He asks.
"I would be better if Ana would stop being such a bitch." I growl in frustration.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about." He gets right to it. "You know I work for Gwen now?"
I nod remembering he got a job with Gwen Bailey, she's a well known photographer.
"Well, I was acting as an assistant on a photo shoot yesterday, and Ana was there."
"What was she doing there, Travis?" I ask because Ana's not into photography. I tried taking her out with me a few times, but Grey always took priority.
"She was the model." He explains with a smirk, "We weren't allowed to have our personal phones or cameras on set, however, I have a pen drive of the photos Gwen took. I just thought you should know."
"Know what, man?" I accept the pen drive he passes to me. "Why you being so cryptic?"
"Just look." He nods towards the pen drive in my hand.
I groan as I pull my laptop out of my bag. Why the fuck can't he just tell me?
After setting up my laptop and turning it on, I enter the pen drive into the usb port so I can look at what he wants me to see. I click on the files so I can open them, and as I do, I see photo after photo of Ana, my Ana, posing in provocative lingerie. These photos are pissing me off, but then I see it, what Travis wants me to see. Grey, fucking Christian Grey, all over my girl, kissing her. That fucking bitch told me he was just her boss and they were just friends.
"She's fucking him." I growl, glaring at the photos.
I knew it, I fucking knew it!
Without saying anything more to Travis, I pack my shit up and storm out of the coffee shop. I head straight back to my place, where I decide it's a good of a time as any to get drunk, get drunk and look at the photos again. I don't know why I keep looking at these photos of Ana, it's killing me to see her with him. She's going to pay for this. If Grey wasn't in the way, she would be with me. I grin, knowing what I need to do. Eliminate the competition.
I close out of the photos and start doing an internet search on Grey so I can gather all the information I need. Seems it's my lucky day, it's that yearly event thing at his parents' house tonight. Ana always goes to that with him, on his arm no less. It's a masquerade theme so I'll need a mask, but it should be easy enough to sneak in, especially with that tux I needed for another event I went to, and my press pass that I have.
I slam my laptop shut, with my plan in hand, and quickly get ready. The event is already going on so I have to hurry.
Before I leave, I grab the gun my dad gave me awhile back out of my drawer, then I head to Bellevue.
As I make my way on the grounds, I start to feel an adrenaline rush at what I'm planning to do. But then I think, maybe I should keep him alive long enough so he can watch while I give Ana a good fuck, showing him he's got nothing on me. Or maybe I should be sneaky about it so Ana doesn't know it's me. It may backfire on me if she knows I'm the one that hurt her precious friend. After walking around this fucking high society event, pretending to take photos of these losers, I start getting pissed because I don't see Ana or Grey anywhere. Maybe I came too late and they already left.
Just when I'm about to call it a night, I see her. Fuck, she looks sexy in that red gown with it's plunging neckline. My manhood is instantly hard and I want nothing more than to fuck her senseless right now I'm about to walk up to her, but I stop when I see Grey by her side. He leads her to the dance floor. Soon the music starts to play and they begin to dance.
I'm scowling in the shadows as I watch him pull her closer. He has her body so close to his it makes me feel sick to my stomach. Then he leans down, whispering into her ear. When I see her blush and bite her lip, I know she's having dirty thoughts. I'm furious, and can no longer control myself, I stupidly step out of the shadows. I've been keeping my eye on Ana and Grey that I completely forgot about his fucking security. It's now or never, they've spotted me, so I pull out my gun and aim it at Grey. I quickly fire the same time Grey's main henchman fires, but I miss and hit the lights. Fuck! Now it's dark and I can't see shit. I try to shoot again, but before I can, Grey's henchman fires twice more, hitting me in the chest. I hit the floor hard, gasping for air. I reach up to feel the pool of blood on my chest, and just before I close my eyes, I see Grey on the floor holding Ana.
Oh my god, what have I done?!
Raypov
I have a business meeting in Seattle early Monday morning, but I decided to come early so I could spend some time with my daughter. I know Annie is at that charity event tonight, so I plan to surprise her tomorrow morning with her favourite breakfast. It's been far too long since I've seen my little girl, and I need to check up on her. I don't like that fucker she works for. At first I liked Christian Grey. He seemed to be the perfect all-American boy, but then the scandal of his sex life came about. Turns out, that fucker is a sadist. He gets off on beating young women and fucking them senseless. I tried hard to convince Annie to stop working for that bastard, but she wouldn't hear of it. Now I like to pop in to check on her, just incase.
I'm finishing up my dinner at my hotel's bar. They have so many different televisions running with different channels on them all, so I'm trying to focus on the game while tuning out the others. Suddenly there's a commotion on my left. I look, but it's just a breaking news announcement on one of those celebrity news channels. The bartender turns the volume up so we can hear the reporter say they are going to play the video footage they have from an insider at the event, and they explain how it might be upsetting to some viewers. All they show is a man in a tux holding a woman on the ground, it's too dark to make much out. I'm about to turn my attention back to the game, but then the words shooting at Grey Manor during the Coping Together charity event are flashing on the bottom of the screen. It's then that I realize it's Grey holding my Annie on the ground.
"Annie?!" I whisper in horror. I can't believe what I'm seeing. That's my baby. In a flash, I am up and out of my seat, rushing towards my truck.
I take out my phone, thinking I missed a call, but I didn't. I have no missed calls, no emails, and no texts, so I quickly call around to find out where my daughter is. She obviously wont answer so I try Grey, but he doesn't answer. I call the hospital that's closest to the Grey's home in Bellevue, and they confirm Annie is there. Why the fuck wouldn't anyone tell me?!
I rush inside the hospital and straight towards the reception desk. They wouldn't tell me her room number over the phone, they said it was some security measure so they wouldn't give anyone any information about Annie over the phone other than to confirm she was here. I'm pissed that I have to prove I'm her father, but I can understand they don't want anyone to have access to her information. As I'm walking down the hall, towards her room, I notice Grey's security standing near a door. It must be her room. He straightens up when he sees me coming and knocks on the door. He better not stand in my way, I will see my daughter. I barge passed him and open Annie's door. What the fuck?! This sadist fuck is all over my little girl! Just as he gets off of her and turns around to face me, I punch him.
"I always knew you were a no-good-fucker!"
How dare he try to take advantage of my little girl.
"Daddy!" I hear Annie yell for me to stop, but I glare at the sadist fuck while he wipes the bit of blood from his mouth.
He glances towards the door and shakes his head, but I keep my eyes on him.
"Dad, why the hell did you hit Christian?!" Annie snaps at me from her bed.
"Why the hell is your boss all over you in a hospital bed?" I finally take my eyes off of Grey to look at Annie.
She's pale, she must of been shot and lost a bit of blood. Seeing Annie alert and alive calms me, but I'm still pissed that no one thought to call her father. I had to find out via the news in a hotel bar for fuck's sake.
"Well?!" I snap when she takes too long to answer.
"He's not just my boss," She quietly tells me, "He's my boyfriend."
Boyfriend? Boyfriend?!
Over my dead fucking body!
"I'm okay," She says, trying to calm me down, and it works. "I just have a concussion from when Chr- um, from being knocked down by security."
"No one called me, Annie," I sit next to her on the bed. "I saw the video on the news. I was so worried about you."
"I'm sorry, I was unconscious for awhile and I just woke, I didn't know you weren't told. I would have called you when I woke but I just
woke and you came here before I got the chance."
"Annie-" I start, but stop when I see Grey is still standing in the room. I turn to glare at the bastard.
"Christian, can you give us a minute?" Annie asks the sadist.
"Sure, baby," I roll my eyes when he kisses her forehead. "I'll be right outside."
Oh this is just fucking great. Annie's dating a sadist and I can't stop her because she's an adult, however, if he harms one hair on my daughter's head, I will hunt him down. No amount of security will stop me.
"Annie, are you sure about this boy?" I ask her once he's gone and the door is fully closed.
"Yes, dad." She tells me sternly.
"I just don't know about this, Annie, you know what he's like." Oh god, "Is he hurting you?!"
I'm freaking out here. Is this sick fuck beating my little girl?!
"No, dad, he's great to me." She assures me. "Trust me."
"I do, baby girl, it's him I don't trust."
She knows how I feel about Christian Grey. I don't like him, I don't like him even more now that he's dating my daughter, and it's not the typical father dislikes his daughter's boyfriend type of dislike. This fucker is a known sadist!
"So, how is everything going with work?" She asks me. I know she's trying to change the subject.
"Everything's to be as expected." I give her distraction technic a small smile before I turn serious again. "Tell me what happened tonight."
"Um, a shooter came to the event and shot at Christian and I, but Taylor and Sawyer reacted fast and stopped him from harming anyone."
"You weren't shot?" I ask confused.
"No, I just hit my head when I fell, I'm fine, really, but..." She trails off.
"But?" I encourage her to continue.
"I need to tell you something, but you're not going to like it."
"Due to the circumstances here, Annie, it can't be any worse than you telling me Christian Grey is your boyfriend."
"Okay, well... The shooter was José." She blurts out rather too quickly that I almost miss it.
"Rodríguez?"
She nods confirming the shooter was my friend's son.
"Did he say why?" I can't think straight. Why would José Jr. do this? "There must be some explanation as to why he would do this."
"He's dead, dad." She tells me. "Everything happened so fast, but security shot him to protect everyone. He was aiming at us so Taylor shot him."
"The us you're referring to, is you and Grey?"
"Yes, dad, Christian and I." She confirms in an annoyed tone, rolling her eyes at my concern for this Grey fucker being with my daughter. "José shot at us, he wanted to hurt us, so Taylor did the job he is paid to do."
"I'm sorry, Annie, I'm just trying to figure out why your friend would do this."
José Sr. is my friend. What do I say to a man whose son has been shot dead, especially after he tried to hurt my child.
"José and I haven't been friends for awhile now, dad." Annie brings me from my thoughts. "Every since the night of my graduation, when he wouldn't take no for an answer, if you know what I mean."
"He what?!"
"He just tried to kiss me, and I told him no, but he wouldn't hear it." She explains, "He followed me home that night, so I called Taylor. This was before I had Sawyer as my CPO. Taylor took care of it and I haven't spoken to José since that night."
"Why did you not tell me this, Annie?"
"It was taken care of." She shrugs. "I didn't think it was worth mentioning since I haven't heard anything from him."
"Still, you should have told me, and I should have been notified about what happened tonight. You were hurt, it could have been worse, and I wouldn't of known because nobody contacted me. Do you have any idea what could have happened tonight?"
"Dad, please calm down."
"Well, do you?"
"Yes, dad, I am fully aware of what could have happened, but I'm okay, everyone is okay, and I get to go home tomorrow. I'm sorry you weren't informed, but I honestly didn't know and I just woke minutes before you arrived."
Annie and I talk a bit more before she tells me she's hungry and her food should be here soon. She says she's going to sleep after she eats so I let her know I will see her tomorrow. Before I leave, she sets my phone up to get Google alerts on Christian fucking Grey so if anything like this ever happens again, and they somehow forget to tell me, I wont have to wait for a news announcement, it will be sent straight to my phone.
When I walk out, Grey and Taylor are speaking near the door, another man is walking down the hall with a bag of food. That must be for Annie.
"Taylor," I interrupt them. "May I please have a word."
"Of course, Mr. Steele." He steps towards me, leaving Grey.
"I just want to thank you for saving my daughter, not only for tonight, but for saving her from being attacked after graduation."
Grey is standing behind Taylor so he's in my view. He looks murderous. I'm not sure how Annie can be with this sadistic fucker. If only I could talk her out of being with that sick fuck, but she's always been stubborn, set in her own ways.
"Mr. Steele," Taylor says, "I will always protect your daughter as if she were my own."
"Well, thank you." I hold my hand out to him and shake his. "I am in your debt."
I don't bother saying anything to Grey, only glaring at him before I leave.
"What the fuck was that about, Taylor," I hear Grey growling as I walk away. "He attacked my wife after her graduation and you didn't tell me?!"
Did he just say what I think he said?
