Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge

Chapter 9 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Grand Theft Auto or its characters.

Secret Plans

Tracey smiled to herself, humming slightly as she looked through her piles of clothes.

'Gotta make sure I look good; although I've also gotta be careful. We choose the day that we could do this without anyone else noticing but...' She reflected.

She was busy making plans for her date with Franklin and she was trying to sort out her outfit right now. The date wasn't for a few days but they were already making arrangements, while also trying to keep things secret and quiet. The last thing they wanted was for Tracey's family to find out.

'Especially dad.' She reminded herself. 'He would go absolutely crazy and I've had about enough of that...doubly so with things getting so...good between us all now.'

Shaking her head she focused on seeking out the right outfit for her date; she actually wanted to do more than just show off, she actually felt herself wanting to make a good impression; while still being able to flaunt her beauty.

"Tracey."

She turned and saw her mother standing there. Thankfully Michael and Jimmy weren't aware of her current activities, both being out right now. But Tracey forgot to check if her mother was home.

"What's going on?" She asked, a bit suspicious.

Tracey shook her head and replied quickly. "Nothing, I was just looking for something."

It wasn't a masterful excuse and truthfully she expected more of an interrogation. But her mother merely raised an eyebrow, shook her head and then left. Tracey let out a quiet sigh of relief and began to resume her search. Unbeknownst to her, Amanda was still rather suspicious and wondering just what her daughter was really up to.

At his own place, Franklin continued with his effort to try and ensure everything was ready for the date that was coming up.

He nodded to himself. 'Okay, that's that...got my clothes sorted out, just need to figure out...'

He wondered briefly about his next course of action; he didn't want to go too over the top, nevertheless he wanted to look good. It was interesting to him exactly how he had ended up coming to this level of care.

'This, could this be real, am I really so committed that I want this to go absolutely right?' He wondered happily. 'It's...wow, could this really work out...I hope so.'

Still smiling to himself he continued to get ready; until he was interrupted by his phone ringing. Checking the caller ID this time he answered it.

"Hey, homie, what's up?"

Noting his tone Lamar laughed. "Whoa, you're all cheerful all of a sudden, who is she?"

Franklin raised an eyebrow, although he knew Lamar couldn't see. "Uh, excuse me?"

"I can think of only one reason you'd sound so happy." Lamar explained. "You've a girl, maybe that girl you were talking about, the one you wanna settle down with."

Franklin groaned. "I don't know about that part, homie; but for real, you gotta stop looking into things."

"But there is someone?"

"Just, nevermind alright, let's just not talk about this." Franklin remarked. "You wanted something?"

Lamar revealed he had just called to talk. Franklin had to admit, it didn't feel right, acting so dismissive, but until he was sure of things and until they no longer needed to hide, he felt he couldn't tell anyone about him and Tracey. Not yet anyway.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.