I'm terribly sorry for the wait, it has honestly been a REAL long time. What happened was school caught up with me, I had a concert yesterday so I had to prepare for that, and I've also been getting help for math since I kinda failed my math test. I've also been working with the drum set, and learning really neat things that I'm honored to learn. I will get my schedule for this story more frequent, every Sunday I'll update, I know it's not Sunday today, but whatever. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter.
Johnny was driving me to our destination, I thought it would be like a warehouse, though it was really the man's house. I had prayed he didn't have a wife or child, because then I would feel like an asshole for killing him. But, aren't I always an asshole? Erin Waine, yeah, that was our guy. But, I didn't know exactly why we were going after him. Erin is the man who started Magnificent Corporation. Now, killing him, would be the end. Sounds so easy, but it isn't.
I told the other Saints to stay, it was my business. Weird thing was Magnificent Corporation, and Erin Waine sounded so familiar. I then felt my flashback coming, I thought harder to remember if I've seen them before.
FLASHBACK...
I ran home, I needed to leave, I couldn't take it anymore. Everything was catching up to me, I knew I had to start a new life I wouldn't dare to start. As I got home I packed my clothes and wrote a note to my parents, explaining what would happen, and that I'll be fine. Once I left with my backpack, I saw a black car that looked similar to the one the other night my brother got killed. The black car slowly drove by me. I looked over to see the driver.
"What do you want?" I asked looking over at the driver, he was a bearded man with blonde hair, and a pair of aviators on. The man rolled his window down and glanced at me.
"You're next, not now, but later." The man said, he then rolled his window up and drove away, I stared at the car driving away. I put my backpack over my shoulder and proceeded on walking.
"Boss? We're here." Johnny said, he stopped at a small blue house at a nice suburban neighborhood.
"Thanks, but I need you to stay here." I said, cocking my pistol.
"Why?" Johnny questioned.
"Because, it's my business, okay?" I said. Johnny gave me an unsure look, he nodded understanding.
"If you hear many shots, help me, okay?" I said, looking at the house and giving a small sigh.
"Alright." Johnny said. I exited his car and walked to the house, I put my pistol in the hem of my pants. I gave a deep breath and knocked on the door. A man answered the door.
The man was bearded and had blonde hair, this was the man, the was Erin Waine. It was him! It was the man I met years ago!
"Hello, I need to talk to you." I said, the man gave a nod and gestured inside. This wasn't going to end well, I thought.
"Please, sit." Erin commanded pointing to a seat in the living-room, I sat down and looked at my surroundings.
"What is it about?" Erin asked, looking at me.
"Do you know...Trevor O'Doherty? You know, the O'Doherty brothers." I asked, I had felt weird after I said my last name, usually I don't.
"Irish, yes?" Erin asked, raising his brows a bit.
"Yes, but do you know Trevor O'Doherty?" I asked again, getting a bit impatient. I wanted to know if he knew my brother, I also wanted to know if he killed him.
"Yes, sad that he...passed away." Erin said, looking as if he was going to grin. That motherfucker, I thought. Erin continued, "Weird, you look exactly like his brother, wait..." before he could finish I brought my gun up and pushed it to his forehead.
"I'm his brother, motherfucker. Tell me, did you kill him?" I asked, raising my voice higher.
Erin sighed and answered, "Yes, I've been watching you two fine young men. We needed you men for Magnificent Corporation. But, it didn't work out for your brother, and I decided to kill him. He started getting childish."
I felt a tear roll down my left eye, I couldn't believe it. "You have to pay your debts." I said, then I shot Erin in the head, he fell over on the chair. I quickly ran out of the house and into Johnny's car.
"DRIVE!" I screamed, Johnny started driving. I caught my breath and sighed. I looked out the window, I learned so much today, so much to even take right now.
Johnny and I got to my penthouse, when we got inside I collapsed on the couch. All the Saints stared at me.
"So, what happened?" Kinzie asked, for once looking out from her damn computer screen.
"I killed him." I said plainly, as if that's the only thing I do.
"Well, yeah, but what did you get from him?" Kinzie asked again, I glanced at her and sighed.
"I need to rest." I said, I walked upstairs into my bedroom and closed the door, I fell onto my bed, I sprawled out and deeply sighed. I didn't know if I hit depression, or I just wasn't in the mood for anything. I heard a knock on my door and I opened it.
"Grant? What happened." Shaundi asked, looking at me, her eyes were filled with worry. Well, that's new, I thought.
"Nothing." I lied.
"Then, why are you so damn quiet?" Shaundi asked, she investigated my face.
"I...I...I found out something, and you probably wouldn't understand." I said, hopefully she would take it and leave.
"Okay, then." Shaundi said, she left and I had felt a little happy since I didn't want to talk about it.
But, I knew I had to talk about it to Shaundi sooner or later. Or, to anyone.