Alright, i have some bad news folks. I'm going to California for like two weeks, and i leave this saturday, so i won't be able to update until like until i get back. Maybe i'll update a short chapter or something before i leave, but it's not likely. Sawree peoples, but i'm making this chapter, like a big deal lol. So you guys can like wonder what's happening and stuff, and then when i get back, everything will be laid out in the next chapter i write.
Like i said, this chapter is pretty improtant, like a turning point in everything, heads up lol. I can't really say anything because it might give it away, but it's pretty huge, like threatening - ish lol. So this chapter is by far one of my favorites, so i'm making it extra good for you guys !
And while i'm gone, i expect there to be alot of reviews by the time i get back. So if i don't have at least fifteen, then im putting the story on hiatus, and then you'll just have to wait until the reviews go up to get the next chapter. Not even joking this time. I work really hard on these chapters. Like during school, i daydream and plan out what i want the next chapter to be, and it doesn't seem like anybody appreciates it. So keep that in mind. no reivews no chapter.
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"You know the reason why right?" Manny asked as him and Leo drove, on their way to KYle's house.
"Why we're meeting at his house? YEaa," Leo replied.
"It doesn't bother you in the least?"
"That he wants to get out?"
"Well, yeaa."
"Look, i would love nothing more than to have him apart of this business. Sure, it's dangerous, but i'm sure that he'll get throuhg it, he would do great. But he didn't grow up like you did son, he has a choice, he could have a future career in basketball. If he doesn't wanna do this, then he doesn't have to, we already established that from the beginning," Leo explained.
"Yeaa i get that, but he just seemed so into what he was doing. And what are we gonna do about the fourth person?"
"I guess you three will have to hold your own. I have my whole confidence in you guys," Leo said as they pulled up into Kyle's driveway.
"But, even if he doesn't decide to do this, it won't make him safe Dad," Manny said.
"I know son, i know. That's what scares me," Leo said quietly.
"Does KYle know that?"
"Unfortunately no. I figure that no one would know he was here. BUt Rosali got wind of everything once again," Leo sighed.
"So what? We just station guards around here or something?" Manny asked as they rang the doorbell.
"We have to. There's no other way. If we don't, someone's gonna get killed, and there's no guarantee that it'll be Kyle," Leo said.
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"Okayy you seriously need to get out your emo stages, and quick before i bitch slap you," Rachel warned as Brooke stepped out of the shower. Her hair was damp around her shoulders, covered up by a fluffy white towel, but her face didn't hold radiance anymore. Instead it was in deep thought and depression.
"Rachel, nothing's wrong with me. I'm just thinking," Brooke mumbled as she worked a towel through her hair.
"Haha you know i almost believed you. So whatcha thinking about?"
"Just things, nothing out of the ordinary Rachel," Brooke replied as she walked to the closet.
"Come on Brooke ! YOu gotta give me something ! I know it's about Kyle and Lucas, already got that. But what's got you so down?" Rachel asked.
Brooke sighed, "I'm trying to evaluate every single detail of my relationship with both of them. Maybe i can figure out which one i'm meant to be with."
"Hmm, you do realize that's gonna take you awhile right? I mean, you have long history with both of them."
"Yeaa i know, that's why i'm concentrating on it all this week, maybe i'll be done," Brooke called as she got ready in the closet.
"Well, which guy are you on now?" Rachel asked as she straightened her hair.
"The school shooting with Lucas and how he kissed Peyton. I'll probably be done by the end of the day, then i move onto Kyle," Brooke replied as she came out of the closet wearing a jean skirt, an orange tank top, and a white half cut sweater over it.
"Wow, you're really planning this out aren't you?" Rachel asked as she walked into the closet.
Brooke was about to blow dry her hair, but she wouldn't have time, so she combed her hair, then went to scrunch it.
"I have to. When i pick a guy, i wanna make sure that he's it, not undecisive or anything," Brooke explained.
"Yea i know what you mena. Would've wanna pull a Lucas would ya?" Rachel joked as she came out in jeans and a pink v neck shirt.
Brooke just rolled her eyes, "Yeaa i guess you could say that. You ready?"
Rachel grabbed her bag and jean jacket, "Yup, let's go whore."
"Right behind ya slut.
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It was a sucky job really. Nikolas had fully done what he was ordered to do. He had rented out a black car, and managed to put Kyle in the hospital for a few days. And it wasn't like he missed shooting him, he got a perfect shot straight to the stomach. But no, the kid didnt die and now his ass was on the line. You just couldn't please Lorenzo Rosali. Nikolas had been doing this for 10 years already, and put many in the hospital. But here we was, still doing grunge work which consisted of getting Lorenzo coffee, taking his suits to the dry cleaners, and managing to attempt murder and succeed on half a dozen people a year.
Making his way down the hallway, Nikolas couldn't help but feel nervous. Lorenzo hadn't demanded coffee or anything, which meant that he had a job for him, a job job. Like killing somebody else. On a more personal side, Nikolas didn't really like killing or trying to kill people, that wans't what he was about. But in this business, you had to be like that, or you might as well be gunned down. It was the life of a mobster, and if you worked for Lorenzo, then you were never safe unless you used guns.
Before Nikolas even knocked on the door, he heard Lorenzo command, "Come in." Sometimes it freaked the poor guy out, Lorenzo basically knew everything. When you were lying, what you were hiding, it was riduclous and impossible to even keep a secret to yourself.
The office building in Georgia had served as a observation center. It was big, nobody knew they wer ethere, and they could easily travel to North Carolina without being tailed. Lorenzo's office was black, sleek, and completely spotless. Somewhat of a bachelor's pad.
"You wanted to see me boss?" Nikolas said, entering the room.
Lorenzo was a very imtimdating man, in every sense of the word. the busness suit, the knowledge of defense, cold grey eyes, and the goatee kinda self explained itself. Nobody messed with him and got away with it. And very seldom the people that have, they were hiding scared. The only family that Lorenzo didn't rule over was the Giovanni's, it's been that way for years and years. But now Lorenzo was getting impatient and power hungry, he wanted that family wiped out.
"Come here Nikolas," Lorenzo said calmy. He was staring at a few photos in his hand in the utmost calmness, which meant he had an idea.
"What is it boss?" Nikolas asked.
Lorenzo turned around and handed the pictures to him, "Tell me what you see." He said as he got out of his seat and moved to the bar at his right, pouring himself a drink.
"Umm there's Sammet, right before we gunned him. Uhh he's talking to some girl," Nikolas answered, confused.
"Yup, there's Kyle alright, with a girl. Describve their body language."
"Umm, they're standing pretty close to each other. They like each other or something?"
"Of course they do ! Sammet's crazy about this girl, Brooke Davis."
"Umm, okay, so?"
"So ? Nikolas come on think. Sammet's obviously in love with this girl, Davis was at the hospital everyday when he was in there. There's something going on."
"Yeaa i get that boss, but what does that have to do with you calling me here?"
Lorenzo turned and looked him in the eye, "You know the drill."
"You mean, you want me to gun her down too?" Nikolas asked, shocked.
"No, not gun her down, i'm still a gentleman. Just, make sure she ends up in the hospital," Lorenzo shrugged.
"But, what would be the point in that?"
"The point being, Sammet's gonna get pissed. My guards have been overhearing, and he doesn't wanna be in the 'family business' anymore. I guess the accidnet scared him or whatever. But the point is, he's still thinking about it, which means, we need to give him an extra push in the right direction, away from the organization," Lorenzo explained simply.
"But, even if Kyle left, there would still be 3 leaders left. It wouldn't really change anything."
"It would change everything. Once Kyle is gone, the momentum is gone, and so does the determination. We'll take them out one by one."
"So, you want Brooke in the hospital?"
"Yeaa, just do something to scare him. Then, we'll call Leo Giovanni, ask to speak to Kyle. We give him an ultimatum. Option one, being if he doesn't give it up, we'll continue to hurt the people he loves, next being his father. Option two, one war, one shootout. There's no way in hell he'll survive, but we won't tell him that. That way, we can get him out of the way quick and fast," Lorenzo explained.
"When do i have to get it done?"
"Hmm by the end of the day. Jet's waiting Alantro, get moving. I want her banged up and in the hospital by the end of the day."
"But, what do you want me to do?" Nikolas stuttered.
"I don't know. Corner her, rape her, hell, run her over, i don't really care. Just get it done."
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"So, what's with the suit?" Manny asked as they sat down. Kyle was dressed in black pants and a black dress shirt.
"I have a meeting with the scouts from Duke. The rules are, look nice," Kyle answered as they sat down.
"Oh, anyways, we know why you called us here," Manny said.
"So, you guys are okay with me wanting to leave the business?" Kyle asked, looking at both of them.
"Well of course we're disappointed, but this life isn't for you Kyle, we knew that. So, do what you want. If you wanna leave, then go ahead," Leo said.
"I just think that it's not in my future to do this, what you guys do. It's not me, i've got thigns i wanna accomplish, i just don't think this is for me," Kyle explained.
"We don't blame you, this is a hard job to do. But, we'll support you, "Manny said.
"Thanks guys. I know grandpa would want me to help take over, but i just can't. Basketball's been around forever, i wanna make a career out of it."
"We know Kyle, don't worry about it," Leo said standing up.
"YOu guys are leaving so soon?" KYle asked, following them to the door.
"Yeaa, we got some stuff to take care of before we leave," Manny said opening the door.
"You're leaving?"
"Yeaa, we're not needed here anymore. We'll be leaving by the end of the week," Leo answered.
"Well, can't you guys have dinner before you leave?"
"Sure, we'll stop by," Manny smiled.
"Good luck wiht the meeting. You're gonna do great things," Leo said patting his shoulder.
"Thanks, you guys take care," Kyle waved.
As Manny slid into the passenger seat, he couldn't help but feel a bit sad about Kyle backing out. He was really looking forward to getting to know his cousin and working with them. Everyone knew that Kyle would make a great leader.
"I'm scared for him," Leo whispered, bring Manny out of his thoughts.
"Me too. What if something happens to him?"
"Hopefully nothing will. When we were in there, i kept on trying to bring myself to drive to the airport, but we can't do that Manny. It's been less than two weeks since the accident, there's bound to be some of Rosali's men around here somewhere, and we have to watch our backs and Kyle's."
"So we're not leaving?"
"Not until things settle down. Even then we'll have guards around here 24/7. I'm not gonna let my sister's son get hurt again."
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Kyle sat facing the one man that would decide his future, Neal Reynolds, the head scout over at Duke. If you wanted a college basketball career, you see this guy. Kyle was pretty nervous, he had to make a good impression. Nathan being the lucky SOB he is, already had his meeting and over with, he was in. The only reason Kyle was here was because he had gotten here late. BUt the scouts had seen him play, they saw something in him, which led him to be in this office, facing that man that held his career in his stubby hands.
"So, how many years have you been playing on a team?" Reynolds asked, his southern accent strong.
"I've been playing in junior leagues since i was 6, and then high school, so about 12 years," Kyle answered.
"That's a pretty long time. You ever get tired of it?"
Kyle laughed, "No sir, i love basketball, it's my life, has been since i was a kid."
"Your dad teach you or something?"
"Uhh no, my grandfather, he's the one who got me into it. Then there's my best friend Nathan, hes' going to Duke too."
"Nathan Scott, yeaa. So, you really want this?" Reynolds asked skeptically.
"Of course sir. I've been playing since i was allowed to, it's something that's been there my entire life, hasn't left me. Yea, there were times when i was left thrown from my personal life, but basketball was always there it seemed. I'm good at it, and i play because i love it, there's nothing else i can say," KYle explained.
Reynolds looked him straight in the eye. At first Kyle as imtimidated, this guy was pretty scary looking. BUt Kyle kept his stance, staring back at him. He wanted this, probably more than anything, well, there was Brooke, so the second most thing he's wantedin his life. He wanted to play on Duke's team, he wouldn't accept anything less than that.
"I like you Kyle. I can tell you really want this, and not because it's an easy ticket into the NBA, although that's a plus. You're not some power hungry tiger like some of the boys i've interviewed, you really love this sport and i would be happy to have you playing on our team upcoming season."
"Wow, thanks Mr. Reynolds. YOu won't regret it," Kyle beamed, shaking his hand.
"Thank you Kyle. Just keep on doing what you're doing," Reynolds said before leaving.
Kyle just stood there with a goofy grin on his face. After everthing that's been happening to him lately, it was a relief to finally get a break, even if the feeling was there only for awhile, but it was something. He had his college basketball opportunity set, that was done with. Now he was faced with his other life, his more personal one. The life that just wouldn't seem to let him rest.
Walking out into the sunshine, Kyle checked his watch, 12:47. Damn, he had been gone most of the day. Well, there was no point in going no, he wouldn't be counted present anyway. Plus everybody would have lunch, then go to one of their classes and then leave, he wouldn't be missing anything.
BUt Kyle would be missing something.
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Brooke was sitting in History class, bored off her ass. It didn't take her long to figure out that Kyle wasn't coming to school. She had overheard Nathan telling Peyton that he had a meeting with the head scout for Duke in the fall. Even if her and Kyle weren't exactly on speaking terms, she felt her heart swell up in pride, knowing that he would be playing basketball in the fall. She considered the fact that he was still doing the mob thing, so why would be make a career if he was doing something else? He could've quit, but Brooke couldn't be sure, she didn't wanna jinx it. There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but she didn't know if it was relevant, or if it would change anything.
During study hall, Brooke had copied down all the questions Peyton had told her to ask herself when figuring out which guy was the one. Surprisingly she had remembered it, probably because she had them running throuhg her head 24/7, ever since Peyton had recited them to her in the first place. She would like to say that only one guy made her feel all those things, but that wasn't true. Each one made her feel equally the same way with these questions. Then there was the last one, which guy can you not live without? This one was probably the hardest one of all, because she hasnt' had to live without them. They've always been around, or somewhere. Sure, she hadn't spoken to Kyle in 2 years, but she didn't think that counted, because she hadn't realized her feelings yet. With Lucas, he was always around, didn't matter if they were together or not, he was just there.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of the bell, signaling the end of school. Brooke quickly grabbed her bag and exited the library. Rachel slumped against the lockers next to hers as Brooke was twisting her combination.
"Have you realized that Kyle wasn't here today?" Rachel asked.
"Yeaa," Brooke mumbled.
"I wonder why, he hasn't missed one day. Well, there was the time he got ran over but..." Rachel said sarcastically.
"He had a meeting with the scout from Duke, it probably took longer so he decided not to come," Brooke said matter of factly as she closed her locker.
"And how would you know?"
"Umm because it's the most logical thing."
"YEaa rihgt, i think it's just because you know him so well."
"I don't think so."
"Aww come on Brooke ! Look at it this way, the sooner you decide, the sooner this weight that's on your shoulders goes away."
"Well, it looks like my keys have went away, i think i left them in the library," Brooke said as she dug through her bag,
Rachel groaned, "Grrreat, not only are you a whore, but you're a dumbass too. What are you, 80?"
"You know i don't have to give you a ride."
"Alright i take that back. I'll wait in the parking lot. Everyone will be gone by then," Rachel huffed.
BRooke just rolled her eyes and walked back into campus, crossing the courtyard and heading towards the library. She really liked having Rachel around, for the most part. But sometimes the girl just didn't know when to shut up, she was like a life size radio, she just kept going on and on. Sometimes Rachel talking and talking was a relief, so there was no silence for Brooke to think of how pathetic her life was. But other times, it was just crazy, Brooke wanted to pull her hair out. But she was thankful that Rachel was around, sure she was a whoreand a bitch, but she was there for her, and Brooke needed that.
"Aha," Brooke whispered as she kneeled down to retreive her keys that were under the chair she was occupied earlier.
By the time she was out of the campus, there was absolutely nobody there, which wans't norma. Everyone was probably already at the beach, catching some summer fun before the final exams came, and the college expectance letters.
As Brooke was stepping on the breezeway, she saw her car parked all the way in the back of the lot, Rachel leaning against it. Nobody really understood why she parked there, but they ddin't realize that there was a tree there, which would give her car plenty of shade, and she wouldn't be hot when she drove at the end of the day. Other people had to wait five minutes to let this AC run before taking off, but not Brooke. That was one of thei things she learned about high school. You may have the best spot, right in front of the school, but you'll be the last one out anyway. Only today, it was Brooek that was leaving last.
Just as she was about to cross the street, she saw a black car in the corner of her eye.
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Once agian, Nikolas was stuck going grunge work. Sure, you could call getting coffee and dry cleaning grunge work, but if one of your jobs included putting someone in the hospital, then that was definite worse, Nikols would gladly get coffee and suits all day if it meant that he wouldn't have to do this again. Not only was this a high school student, but she was a beautiful girl. For the most part she was innocent, it wasn't her fault she was sticking around Sammet. BUt Lorenzo wanted her hurt in some way, and this seemed like the easiest way possible.
He wasn't gonna beat her until she lkost consciousness, that just wasn't something he could bring himself to do. Whatever he did, he didn't wanna have to look his victims in the eye, it would only haunt him later on. Performing hit and runs all the time, Nikolas was pretty skilled as to how to run them over. You wanted to get them just rihgt, so you wouldn't kill them. It took him a couple of tries to actually master it. If you wanted to kill somebody, you just drive head on, don't even bother to do anything special. BUt it was just hurting them that was the hardest. You had to go for their legs, not anywhere else, because you could very well kill them.
He parked hidden beneath a bush as he waited for Brooke to come out of the school. He saw her red headed friend leaning against her car, waiting. It gave Nikolas some relief knowing someone would be there to call 911 as soon as it happened, maybe he wouldn't feel so bad anymore. No doubt this would go down on the police report, 2 hit adn runs in the past 2 weeks, it would definitely make the papers, which meant everyone would have to be extra discreet the next couple of weeks.
Nikoals sat up straight as he saw Brooke step onto the breezeway. He put the gear in drive and eased a little further out, getting a head start just in case. He saw she was wearing a white sweather thingy, which would only make things more grotesque. You would definitely be able to see the blood once she was down, he wasn't sure if her friend would be able to keep calm enough to even dial 911 now. Sure, his job was to take Brooke down, but that didn't mean that he wanted her completely wiped out. He at least wanted someone there to be able to stay with her, and stay calm, but her friend didn't look like she would be able to do that.
Pressing on the gas, he turned the corner and entered the parking lot. She was on the sidewalk already, so Nikolas pressed on the gas, going 30 miles per hour. If he was setting out to kill somebody, he would've been going 60, sometimes pedal to the metal. But with these type of things, you did it sorta slowly, being as gentle as possible.
Nikolas closed his eyes as he headed straight for Brooke.He was so used to this by now, he already knew how to turn the steering wheel just right, still keeping his eyes closed. He felt the familiar bump then turned left slightly and turned the wheel straight again. Nikolas was out there so fast so the friend wouldn't see the license plate, not that it would matter anyway, you couldn't trace it to him no matter what.
Pulling out a small silver cell phone. Nikolas typed inthe familiar number and pressed the phone to his ear. It rings two times before the familiar voice picked up.
"So, how'd it go?"
"It's done," Nikolas said, his voice blank.
"Good, we'll wait a couple of hours before calling Leo. Remember what he walked about."
"Yes, i remember. We give Sammet an ultimatuim," Nikolas recited.
"That's right. His loved ones will either be dead, or he will."
"Which one of you think he'll choose."
"Oh definitely the second one. The boy's too loyal to pick number one," Lorenzo said boredly.
"Do you really think it's a good idea boss? I mean it's just a kid."
"A kid who wanted to play in a big man's world. He decided to be apart of it, and now he backs out. Do you now how many weeks i was stressing over this, trying to figure out what to do? Now the son of a bitch backs out, and expects not to get trampled on? No way, it doens't work like that. He wanted this, how he's getting it. Next time he'll think twice before playing a man's game," Lorenzo said determined.
"Alrihgt you got it boss."
"Good, Sammet's gonna get what's coming."
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Kyle set his keys down and plopped down onto the couch. He went to a meeting, bud it tired him out for some odd reason. Expressing yourself really gets to you.
Ever since Kyle was able to drive again, his dad took up a familiar dad hobby, golfing, so that's where he was now, golfing at the driving range with all the other retirees. It was nice, seeing his dad at home, having a normal life. Plus it gave Kyle some time to himself, instead of his dad around breathing down his neck all the time.
It was a relief when his cousin and uncle said it was okay if he left the business. At first he thought they would get mad, accusing him of being scared of selfish. But they were actually nice about it. Kyle was happy about that, because doing that kinda thing just wasn't what he wanted to do now. He felt bad changing his mind, but it took a bad accident like his to realize that he wasn't meant for that kind of life. His cousins might and so his uncles might, but Kyle was raised with a whole different perspective and values. This just wasn't what his life was supposed to be life, and he found that out before he was too far in.
The past couple of days were pretty busy for him. He concentrated on his game and his studies, trying not to get too wrapped up in his Brooke trances, as he liked to call them. He would start thinking about Brooke, and be so deep in his thougths that no one could get through to him. Nathan actually had to slap him across the face to get him to being himself out of his thoughts. It wasn't really normal to be so far into your head like that, but Brooke had made him feel and think things in a way he didnt' know was possible. They still hadn't talked, but that didn't mean that he didn't think about her, he did nothing but think of her. Sometimes he would consider trying to talk to her, maybe try to get back to friends, but that was wishful thinking. Nothing would be the same even if they tried. He knew that when he confessed his feelings for her, knowing that ther ewas no turning back. Sometimes Kyle wished he would've kept it to himself.
He was in another one of his Brooke trances when he heard the doorbell ring. He got up to answer it and saw the panic face of Nathan. He was pale, and he looked like he just ran a marathon.
"Dude, Nate, what's going on?" Kyle asked, his face turning serious.
"She .. blood .. car .. hospital .. parking .. lot," Nathna stuttered.
"Hey calm down okay. Just tell me what's going on," Kyle said shaking Nathan's shoulders.
"Kyle we have to get to the hospital right now!"
"Did Haley go into labor or sometihng?"
"No ! We have to go now ! BRooke's been in an accident !" Nahtna shouted, finally finding his voice.
"Wait .. what?!?!" Kyle yelled back.
"Brooke was in an accident. She got ran over too Kyle," Nathan said gravely.
Kyle could've sworn he felt his heart drop onto the welcome mat. How could it be her? It was supposed to be him getting into all the accidents, and in the hospital. Never was it supposed to be Brooke in an accident. Kyle's throat immediately closed up as he thought of her laying a in a pool of her blood.
"What .. what happened?" Kyle croaked as they made their way to his truck.
"I don't know. Rachel called me and i went immediately over here. She said it was a black car," Nathan explained.
Kyle continued to drive, a million thoughts going around in his head. Somehow they had managed to know about Brooke. HOw, he had no idea, but they did and now Brooke was paying the price. Kyle couldn't help but want to beat himself up for this. He had continuously told BRooke over and over agian that she wouldn't be safe as long as she was with him, that she would get hurt, but she just wouldn't listen. Yes, he had initiated it once, making her think that they could have something, but he was immediately regretting it. He wasn't even with Brooke, and he still managed to get her hurt. Kyle was relaly starting to get aggravated at the world, at everything. How in the world could Brooke have gotten in the middle of this? It wasn't possible, they weren't really seen together that much. It just didn't add up to him. IF someone was watching him 24/7, then yea that could'v ebeen understandable, but was that even possible?
As they pulled into the hospital parking lot, Kyle felt his eyes stinging for the second time that week. Kyle's heart was breaking into pieces with every breath that he took.
"She has to be okay," he whispered as he sat in his car, the engine off.
"Just have hope Kyle," Nathna said patting his shoulder.
"I can't because this is my fault Nate. SHe's fighting for her life because of me."
"Dont blame yourself. You didn't ask for this to happen."
"Yes i did Nate. I asked to be apart of something i was way in over by head with. And now Brooke's paying for it," Kyle said, small tears coming out of his eyes.
"There's nothing we can do but wait and hope for the best. I have faith in her Kyle, she just needs us to believe that she'll make it," Nathan said as he opened the car door.
Kyle tried to get out, but his feet barely moved. Soon he finally got the feeling back and walked along Nathan to the elevator.
Kyledidn't knwo what he would do if something bad happened to Brooke. That wasn't an option for him, she had to be alright. He didn't even like to think of what would happen if she wasn't, they might as well kill him as well. There was no way KYle was gonna live in a world without Brooke.
The sadness was replaced with anger all of a sudden. Someone had done this to Brooke, most likely Rosali or whatever his name is. Leo and Manny had told him that they thought it was him that caused it to him, plus it was probably the same black car. Kyle had quit the business, but that didn't stop the urge to kill whoever did this. He hadn't felt anything like this in his life, even towards Aaron. He just wanted to take him down so bad his head hurt just thinking about hwo angry he was.
"Do you have any idea who might've done this?" Nathna asked as they walked down the hallway towards the waiting room.
"Yeaa, i have a pretty good idea who," Kyle answered calmly.
"Are you uncle and cousin gonna get them?"
"Probably, but not before i do."
"Kyle, you're not seriously thinking about going after them are you?" Natha nasked disbelievingly.
"Of course i am Nate. I'm not just gonna let someone do this and get away with it,"
"But what if you get hurt? You can't risk that again."
"For Brooke i'll risk it."
Nathan just sighed. It was understandable really. He just didn't want his friend getting hurt. BUt at this point Kyle could care less what happened to him.
"There's no way in hell i'm gonna let someone get away with this."
Even if Kyle had to beat Rosali with his bare hands, he would do it.
"I promise you Brooke, i'll find who did this to you. And if you get through, i'm never letting you go," KYle said to himself, hoping that somewhere Brooke heard him.
"I can't live without you," Kyle whispered.
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So it doesn't take rocket science to figure out that this is a Bryle lol. I thought it was cute if i added the last thing Kyle said to it because it would've answered the question who can you not live without? Like i said, i'm gonna be in California for two weeks, so don't expect a new chapter up soon, but keep reviewing please !!!