It had been a few weeks since Rylie appeared in Mystic Falls. She started getting into a schedule. She finally found an off the books with the Grill. She was officially a waitress. The money was good. She put all her tip money and half her paycheck in a pocketbook Caroline let her have. The bag was now in the way back of her walk in closet in a hat box that was there already. Without having to pay for a place to stay, food and clothes she was saving more than she ever thought she would.
She was also making friends with Caroline's group. Caroline and Rylie had become inseparable. Rylie often visited Caroline at cheerleading practice. She missed it more and more watching the young friend do it. The younger blonde would visit her at work and purposely sit in her section just so they can gossip. They were becoming like sisters in Rylie's eyes.
Rylie was also getting comfortable about the Boarding House. She was still not comfortable with Damon. But Stefan proved to be a good friend thus far. Some nights they would stay up late and talk. He was a bright kid. They talked books, movies, sports, and writing. Rylie found out that Stefan kept a journal and he wrote in it almost every day. It was what first brought him and Elena together. Occasionally, he would ask the blonde something about her childhood. But it was a question here and there. Rylie wanted so bad to tell him everything. However, that would put him at risk as well if she needed to run.
The blonde was scared to get closer to anyone but Stefan and Caroline. Stefan was her housemate as well as her landlord. Caroline was her best friend in the town. She knew she could leave Stefan behind. But every day it was getting harder and harder to know she might have to one day leave the younger blonde.
It was a Wednesday morning and Rylie's alarm went off. Moaning as she rolled over to hit the evil machine off. Rylie had been getting better night sleeps, but the nightmares still occurred. Just not as frequently as the one she had when she first got there. The first couple nights at the Boarding House Rylie would wake up in cold sweats and panting. But as of the last week, the reoccurring nightmare happened only once.
Finally, sitting up in her bed after deciding if she should go to work or miss one day she decided to go. She needed the money. The night before she worked the late shift with Matt. She didn't get home until nearly 3am. A certain raven head didn't want to leave the bar. But now it was 8am and she had the morning breakfast shift. She would be working with the red head Amanda. She liked Amanda but the girl talked more than Caroline did. When Caroline talked it was fun and silly. Amanda on the other hand talked about everyone that walked through the door. What they were wearing, who they were dating, about car accidents they were in. Little things that Rylie didn't really care about. She just yes's her as she works. And on some occasions makes excuses up to leave the conversation.
Groaning at the thought of working with her she wished she hadn't decided to go in. The money was good and that's what kept her going. Getting out of bed she shuffled to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. After washing in the shower she got out and found her clean Mystic Grill blue t-shirt and a clean pair of jeans. Throwing on her outfit she fixed her hair up and got ready for the long shift at work. She had said she would cover Jeremy's lunch shift as well.
She walked down stairs and went into the barley used kitchen. She put coffee grinds and water in the coffee pot and waited for it to brew. In the meantime she went to the fridge and got out the makings for an omelet. Stefan showed her around the kitchen her first week there. Rylie was the only one who actually used the kitchen besides the once and a blue moon Salvatore brother going for a cup of coffee. Looking at the clock on the stove she still had 45 minutes before her shift. Crap, she thought to herself. It was a half hour walk from the house to the Grill. She scrambled her eggs instead and shoved them down her throat. She found the travel mug she bought a few days ago. It was a little gift she bought herself that she knew she would need for all the walking. Filling it up she ran out of the house.
The walk to the Grill every day was relaxing for the older girl. However, she was still sick of walking from all the walking it took to get her in this town. She wished she could buy a car. But that cost money and her safety. So on her way to work every day she had to walk, she thought about how life would be if she actually got to stay in Mystic Falls. She started to really feel like home here. The people were nice, and they all seemed to like her. Working at the most active place in town she got to meet most of the people that lived here. Some were the lifers that lived here since birth. Some were the ones who moved here to get away from city life and retire. And then there were the founding families. Caroline mentioned that she was part of that club. That when her mother died she would take over being the head of the Forbes founding family. Since Elena's parents died she had become the head of the Gilbert founding family. Rylie hoped that she could stop running and settle down here.
Half way through her walk she heard a car start to come up from behind her. She scooted closer to the shoulder to not get hit. However, the car stopped. Making her nervous she peered over her shoulder and saw that it was a little red sports car. One that she sees every day. She sighed in relief and turned fully around. Seeing Stefan behind the wheel she walked up the car as he leaned over and opened the passenger door.
"Why didn't you wake me? I would have brought you to work on my way to school." He said as she was climbing in.
"If you were anything like me in high school, I didn't think you would want to wake up earlier than you had to."
"I don't mind. You have your license right?" he asked. She looked at him and nodded.
"Then you can take my car if you ever need it. I know you can't afford a car right now. But you can borrow mine. We can make a schedule with Elena."
"I never know when I'm working mornings. And some nights I don't know when I'm going to be home."
"I heard you come in last night. You came home late." He said driving closer to town.
"Your brother stayed at the Grill with Mr. Saltzman until like 3am. Matt and I wanted to kill him. I told Damon that I had to be at work early the next day but he didn't care. Alaric tried to get him to leave too. But he didn't budge. I was lucky I got up this morning."
"Damon will be Damon. I'm sorry he kept you out late."
"I'm fine with it. I'm worried about Matt though. I know he has school and then practice today for the game on Friday. He was complaining about it last night when your brother wouldn't leave."
"I will keep an eye out on Matt today." He said as we pulled up to the Grill.
"Thanks for the lift. And I will think about the borrowing the car thing." She said as she was getting out. The younger brother nodded to that before he drove off.
Rylie entered the Grill and saw that some tables were already occupied by the early birds. It was only about 3 tables. Amanda was there taking orders. She saw that one table had just been seated and one had their food already. So the morning was going slow. Thank God, she thought. Walking into the back she put her stuff in her locker and grabbed her apron and order pad. She slipped her phone into her apron after turning it on vibrate.
"There you are." She heard from behind her. She saw the red head come into the back.
"I'm not late. I'm here a few minutes early actually." She said looking at her watch.
"Oh, I don't care if you're late. I just haven't worked with you in what feels like forever." Amanda said with a smile. It was only two days ago, thought Rylie as she fixed her ponytail. "Any new gossip from town?" the girl asked. Amanda was 21 and enrolled in the community college. But she rarely went to any classes. Or if she did she was a very part time student.
"None that I know about. I'm still new around here." Rylie said walking to the front of the restaurant.
"Well, I know you hang out with Caroline and Stefan. So I thought they would give you some gossip."
"Caroline and Stefan don't gossip. We just talk about books and movies really."
"That sounds boring." Amanda said slumping her shoulders. Rylie rolled her eyes and started to wipe down the bar.
"Are all the tables being helped?" she asked without looking up.
"Yeah, I got them. There isn't much going on for 9am. Just the old people trying to save a buck."
"What section do you want me to take if it's busy?" She asked.
"Well you had the higher numbers last time, why don't you take the lower today?" Rylie nodded her head. She knew what this meant, Amanda wanted the higher numbers because it was closer to the pool tables. Rylie was fine with that. That's where all the high school kids that skipped hung out. They left little to no tips. The lower was were the middle to older people stay because it was closer to the bar. This meant more tips for her.
"Did you see what Bonnie wore the other night here?" Rylie looked up. Wasn't Amanda aware that Bonnie was one of her friends? "She wore this ugly scarf that didn't match anything she was wearing. I mean at least make it go with your shoes or something." The red head said shaking her head.
"Not to be mean Amanda, but Bonnie is one of my friends. I don't like you talking about her."
"You're friends with Bonnie Bennett?"
"Yeah, I hang out with all of Caroline's friends."
"You don't hang out with Damon Salvatore. Yet you live with the guy."
"Do you hang out with Damon?" she retorted.
"I wish! The guy is a total hottie." Amanda said. Rylie had to agree. Damon was a gorgeous looking guy. But he hasn't been the nicest to her since she arrived. He would give her sarcastic remarks when he could or just completely ignore her in public and at home. "Why don't you hang out with him?"
"Why don't you?"
"He is so out of my league. Like he knows what he likes. I mean he dated a big news reporter Andie Star before she died." Rylie turned to look at the red head with furrow brows.
"She died?"
"Yeah. They don't know if it was suicide or murder. She died right on her set. It was really sad. Damon was depressed for a few weeks. Then out of nowhere he like bounced back." Rylie knew closed to nothing about the raven haired brother. In fact, she knew nothing of him. Besides that he was a sarcastic, egotistical, pompous dick. This made her understand him more. His girlfriend died and he was acting out.
"How long ago was this?" Rylie asked.
"Um, a few months ago, maybe a year already. Damon is part of a founding family. He hangs out with the mayor and the sheriff all the time. And every time there is an animal attack he rushes off to meet them, or they come running to him like someone is forcing them together." The red head said crossing her arms. "Still doesn't change the fact that he is a total babe."
"Animal attack? Is it safe to live here?"
"Mystic Falls is the safest place to live. We just have too many woods around us, and then animals come out sometimes. Don't worry about it Rylie. Plus, if your friends with the Salvatore brother's, Caroline and Bonnie you got nothing to worry about. They are good friends from what I can see. A little young for my taste of friends but hey that's just me."
Rylie rolled her eyes. She liked her friends, even if she was older than all of them. It didn't bother her. For once in the last 5 years she felt a good connection with the group. She just never wanted to leave them. Maybe she could convince Caroline to run with her if she had to. She could bring Tyler too. Tyler was a good guy. He seemed to treat his girlfriend well. She shook her head of those thoughts. She didn't want to think about her past finding her here. She didn't want to think of asking Caroline and Tyler to do such a thing. Looking back up she noticed Amanda had left to help one of her tables.
The bar was clean, so she went to get the broom for the floor on the bar. If she was working the lower numbers today, the best place to be was the bar. It was still early for any of the regular town alcoholics to come in. Such as Damon. But there were the regulars who rather eat at the bar than at a table. Rylie kept herself busy.
Around 11am it started to pick up a little. Not much where she was running everywhere and making drinks. Just enough to keep her on her toes. Amanda was just hanging out with the people her age that she must have known since high school. She saw many people trying to get her attention but she wasn't looking. Finally after about five minutes of watching these people get fed up Rylie took the table in Amanda's section.
"I'm sorry about Amanda. I'm Rylie, what can I help you with?"
"At least someone around her cares for the customers." The older gentleman said.
"Well, for the inconvenience of the other waitress I will take 15% off you bill. I hope that helps." The man smiled at her.
"Is there even your section honey?" he asked.
"No sir. But I saw you needed help." The man stood up.
"Bring me to you section and I will be happy to order with you." Rylie nodded and brought him to the bar.
"If you don't want to sit at the bar we will have to wait for an empty table." She said politely.
"This is fine. Thank you again for helping me." she nodded her head at him with a small smile. "I would love a burger and fries with a diet coke." He said.
"I will put it in." Going to the computer in the corner of the bar she plugged in the order and then went to make the diet soda. She gave the man the drink and accepted his thanks. She saw Amanda come up to the bar looking angry.
"Rylie." The waitress said. "Can I talk to you in the back quick?" she said. Rylie nodded her head and followed the red head.
"What the hell girl? Why did you take that table from me?"
"Are you serious? You're mad because you weren't doing your job? Amanda the guy was flagging you down for five minutes while you were talking to your friends. He's wearing a suit. You know what that means right? He has a job and it doesn't consist of saying at the Grill on his lunch hour. He has to get back sometime. Which means he has to eat within the hour too." Rylie was getting pissed that Amanda thought she could walk all over her because she was the new girl. Rylie had waitressed for a while before she ever came here. She wasn't going to let a 21 year old tell her how to do her job. Rylie was waitressing before Amanda even turned 16.
"I didn't see him." The girl said.
"That's the point. Caroline and my friends come here all the time to visit me. But I don't allow that to get in my way of making money. You should do that same if you want the tips to be better. Just the other day you complained that some guy left you a quarter. That same guy came in yesterday, and since I paid attention to him he tipped me almost ten bucks! So don't get angry with me because I took a table. He was getting pissed." Rylie said. She picked up the burger for the stolen customer and walked out of the back.
"Here you go sir. If you need anything else just call. I will be in this section." She smiled. Amanda came out and glared at her.
The two didn't talk to the rest of the day. Which could be a good thing. Rylie agreed to take on the lunch to dinner shift for Jeremy days ago. She wasn't looking forward to working until 8 since she was so tired, but it was extra money she needed. Amanda left at 4 when Chris the night manager came in. Chris was nothing like Amanda. He made it fun. As soon as he came in he went to the blonde.
"So I'm thinking of a new competition." He said to her. Rylie looked up and saw a 30 year old sandy brown hair with brown eyed man.
"A new one? I beat the crap out of you the last time we had one."
"Well, it's because you're prettier than me. Which isn't fair." Chris and Rylie made a bet who can get more tips. It wasn't hard for Rylie since she was working bar that night too. And on a Friday night nonetheless. "This time I think we should get who gets the most orders for mixed drinks."
"Chris you do realize that I am working bar tonight right?"
"But it's a Wednesday."
"Fine, what's the wages?" she asked putting her bar clothe down and crossing her arms.
"If you win, you get my tips. If I win, you go out to dinner with me this weekend." His tips? She could easy win this. Especially if Damon came to the Grill. Maybe Alaric? But then to have dinner with her night manager? That was little weird for her. She didn't like to date her coworkers. But she knew she could win this.
"Deal." She said putting her hand out. He took it and the shook on it. "Make good tips tonight. No slacking. I could use the money!" she said as he walked away.
While Chris cleaned up the dining area, Rylie cleaned the bar. The glasses, pitchers and shot glasses were all clean. The bar and taps were all shinny. The floor was swept and mopped. She even slipped on the wet floor once or twice. The bottle racks were dusted. And she even climbed up on the bar and watched the mirrors.
"What a view." She heard from behind her as she was getting off the bar with the bottle racks. She turned around and saw the famous raven haired blue eyed jerk she lived with.
"Just the housemate I wanted to see." He raised his brows up in question.
"Me? I know you and baby brother are all chummy. But me?"
"Well, you have the drinking problem." Damon smirked at this and gave a short laugh. Rylie leaned closed to the bar and looked around and then at Damon. He leaned in close too.
"What are we doing?"
"I need you to order a shit load of mixed drinks." Damon pulled back but she waved him to come back.
"You just said I had a drinking problem and you are enabling it?"
"Just for tonight. Come here." Damon leaned back down. "I have a bet with Chris. If I get more mixed drink orders than him he will give me all his tips from tonight."
"And if you lose?" he asked smirking.
"I have to go to dinner with him." The smirk slowly left his face. "Can you get Alaric down here too? I know you problem drinkers drink it two's."
"He is too tired. I asked him to come to happy hour with me. Something about being up late or something." He said as Rylie made him a screwdriver.
"Yeah I know the pain. I had an alcoholic here last night until almost 3am. And I had to work a double today." She said sliding him his drink.
"I didn't order a screwdriver." He said looking down at it and then back at Rylie.
"And I didn't order getting 4 hours of sleep and then work a 12 our shift. So you get what I give." She said with a smirk. She turned on the raven head and started helping other happy hour customers. She had a strategy of getting people to order something other than beer and wine. And so far it was working.
By 7PM she had over 10 drinks in. She was getting happier and happier as the time pasted. She kept refilling Damon's glass just as he would finish the last. He kept giving comments under his breath about how she was pushing him to become drunk. She rolled her eyes every time.
"Hey, when are you leaving?" She asked him as she cleaned the bar again.
"Kicking me out?"
"No, you're the best customer tonight."
"That's because you are making me drink." She smiled a goofy smile at him. "Why do you need to know when I'm leaving?"
"I was hoping I can get a ride home. I'm tired and I really don't want to walk home tonight. Thank god I had a lift home last night after that arrogant customer last night wouldn't leave."
"Did you ever think the arrogant customer had a reason for drinking?"
"At 3am on a Tuesday? The guy doesn't actually have a job besides be a founding family member." Damon snapped his head up when she said that. "What? I know you, the Gilbert's, Forbes', Lockwood's and the Fell's are all part of the founding families." She said looking at him with confused eyes.
"Anything else you know Rylie?"
"Should I?" she questioned him back. He shook his head.
"When do you get off?" he asked
"8, unless they need me to stay. I don't want to work a triple but I will if I need to."
"Rylie!" She heard from the door. Looking up she saw the young blonde. A smile formed on her lips when she saw Caroline bouncing to the bar. "The game this Friday you have to come." She said smiling. Then she looked at Damon and the smile left. "There is an AA meeting at the school tonight. You're late."
"Oh, I decided I didn't want to be a quitter. Nothing good comes from that." He smirked looking at both blondes. The younger rolled her eyes and Rylie shook her head.
"So what's up about the game this Friday?" Rylie said putting her attention back to Caroline.
"It's the biggest game of the year. We are playing against our arch rivals. And I want my best friend there to cheer me on."
"A cheerleader for the cheerleader." Damon smirked.
"Don't you have more drinking to do?" Caroline said. Rylie looked at his glass and perked right up.
"He does. This makes drink 11!" Rylie said loudly so Chris could hear her.
"You had 11 drinks?" the young vampire looked at the older. Damon shook his head. Rylie then explained the deal to her. After understanding Caroline started back on the game. "So you will be there right? In the school colors? Please!"
"Yeah sure, I get out around 4. So I should be able to get home and shower and then get to the school." Caroline eyes beamed with excitement. "Hey Care, can you drive me home tonight? I asked drunky over here but he's had about 5 drinks."
"That you forced on me." the raven said defending himself.
"I need the tips. And besides I was with Chris for 4 hours. No way he could beat me. I've been watching what he puts in the system. I'm winning." Rylie said and then went back to the green eyed girl. "Can you?"
"Sure. How long until you are free?"
"Half hour." Rylie said after looking at her watch.
"Sure, I'm gonna go play some pool with Tyler. Come get me when you're done." Caroline left Rylie behind the bar with Damon sitting in front of it. She gave him a quick smile and walked away to help another customer. She went to the corner and took out the cash she had in her apron from the day so far. She was doing really well with the tips today. She was well over the amount she thought she would make. Wishing they wouldn't need her the rest of the night, she still hoped. If people kept tipping this way, she could get a drink of her own and not feel guilty. She didn't mind working. But she was tired. Putting the money back in her apron she shuffled her phone out. After looking at it, she saw there were a few texts she had missed from Stefan and Matt.
Why is Stefan following me around? Did you tell him we were out late?-Matt
Matt seems fine. He is tired. But nothing to worry about. I think he is catching on that I'm following him. See you at home.-Stefan
The waitress smiled at the two guys. Funny how they wrote almost the same thing. Home? Stefan called it home. Which to her it started to feel like. Slowly.
"Um, Rylie?" she heard from behind her. The girl jumped and turned around. Chris was standing behind her. "You ok?"
"Yeah, fine. What's up?"
"It's the end of your shift. Want to count the mix drinks?" He said with a smile.
"Yeah. I bet you I won."
"We will have to see about that." The two employees went to the bar computer and started to tally Rylie's and Chris's mix drinks. "So far we're tied." Rylie was getting nervous. He wasn't putting his orders in threw the bar. He was doing it at the hostess station up front. She didn't see all these drinks. She thought she had it in the bag with Damon here. They were tied at 10. She knew she had 11. But was that good enough? She really didn't want to go on this date with him. She rather take the money and call it a night. "DAMN!" Chris yelled. Rylie jumped back and put her hands up in front of her face. It was a reaction she become custom to when she heard shouting. "You beat me by one!" he boss said. He didn't seem to realize her reaction to his scream. She played it off like he had scared her. But little did she know that not only did Caroline witness it but so did Damon.
Damon turned to see Caroline's shocked face as well. She looked at him with scared eyes. That was not normal on how she fell back that way. He looked down at the floor and then back at the older blonde taking his drink to his mouth. He played it off like he didn't see it. She heard the blonde vampire approach him and sit down next him farther away from Rylie.
"You saw that right?" she asked in a low voice. The raven haired looked down at her with the 'you're seriously asking me that question' look. But nodded.
"Yeah, he scared her."
"Damon, she jumped like she was going to get hit by Chris. Chris Turner wouldn't hurt a fly. Something is going on that she won't say."
"OK? What would you like me to do about it?"
"Talk to her? I don't know. I have been trying to reach out to her since she got here."
"You want me to talk to her? If she won't talk to you what makes you think she will talk to me?" Damon said drinking his screwdriver. He looked back over to the older blonde. He saw nervousness in her eyes. When she looked up and saw him starting she gave me a short smile. He smiled back and then looked at Caroline. "And if she is running from someone or something she won't talk about it."
"I'm gonna have to ask her what happened."
"And then she will close up on you all together Barbie. Let her come to you." Both vampires heard Rylie walking up to them. Looking up Damon could see that she was still shaken up from her reaction. But he didn't mention it. He could sense that the nosey younger vampire wanted to question it. However, she kept her mouth shut. "So did you win your bet?" he asked finishing off his drink.
"Yeah, did you want another one before I clock out?" Damon shook his head and stood up.
"I'm gonna head back to the house. I can drive you if you want." The blondes exchanged a look. Rylie never seen Damon actually offer his services before.
"If you're going home anyway, I don't want to put Caroline out." Rylie said playing with her hands. It was obvious to Damon and Caroline that something was bothering her but she didn't want to talk about it. Rylie knew staying with Damon she wouldn't be questioned.
"Are you working tomorrow?" Caroline asked.
"No, thank god. I need the day off. I'm exhausted."
"Alright, then after I'm out of school we will go shopping or go out to eat or something." Rylie nodded her head. She left the two vampires alone and went to get her stuff from the back. When she returned she saw they were having some sort of disagreement. "I'm ready." She said walking up to them. She said good night to Caroline, her boss and Tyler and then followed Damon out to his blue Camaro. Unlike his brother he didn't open the door for her. He went to the driver's seat. She didn't get in right away. Damon rolled the window down.
"Something wrong?"
"You're drunk. Slid over I'll drive. I promise not to scratch your car."
"You are not driving my car."
"Then I will walk home. And you can get into a car accident. Then when you are in the hospital I can tell you I told you so." Damon smirked at this like there was some hidden joke to what she just said.
"I doubt I will get into a car accident. I drove home fine last night. Get in Rylie." Against her better judgment she did. She didn't want to put Caroline out by having her drive in the opposite direction of her house just so Rylie could get home. And after working a double on little sleep she really didn't want to walk.
"You kill us, I kill you as a ghost." She said putting her belt on.
"I'm not going to kill you." He mumbled over to her.
Rylie looked out the window of the Camaro. She couldn't believe that she spent all day working. It was so nice and sunny when she left the Boarding House this morning. And now 13 hours later is was so dark. She was looking forward to the day off tomorrow so she could spend some time in the sun. Of course after she slept all morning. Thinking of sleeping Rylie yawned. She really didn't know how tired she was until she started thinking of it.
On the way home she started to think about what happened with Chris. She was glad that no one saw her reaction. After being away from her past for over a month she thought she was getting better. Well, she wasn't around anyone that actually yelled. And if she was it wasn't the way that Chris did it. He did it loud and out of nowhere. The only other people she has been around that yelled are her friends that were yelling out of fun. She knew she had to put today's incident behind her. She had to move forward and get rid of that scared feeling she has.
Damon pulled into the driveway and Rylie was surprised that they made it home in one piece. She opened her door and walked into the house. She saw Stefan sitting in the living room with Elena. They were cuddled up on the couch near the fire. She waved to them but didn't stop walking. She knew if she went to sit and visit with her friends she wouldn't stay awake. Keep moving Ry until you can lay down, she thought. She made it up to her room dropped her bag and work bag. She started undressing as she walked towards the bathroom. Hoping into the shower the water felt great. Her feet were burning and her back was throbbing. She washed up got out and brushed her teeth. Walking into the bedroom she changed into a shirt and sweatpants. She took her tips out of her pocketbook and went into the closet. Sitting on the floor with the hat box and money she went threw everything and made she everything was where it had to be.
Finally, it was time for bed. Looking at the bedside clock she saw it was after 9. Yawning again she laid down. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was out.
Rylie was in her childhood house. She saw the kitchen off the living room. The stairs were on her right. Up at the top to the left was her parent's room and down the hallway was her room and the guest room. She hadn't been here since her mom died. What was she doing here now after all these years? She heard voices coming from upstairs. One of them sounded like her father. She hadn't heard his voice since the morning he was shot. He called to tell them he missed them and that he would be coming home the next month. That evening the military sent the men no one wanted to see. So how was her farther upstairs now? Turning towards the stairs she ran for her parent's master suite. Turning into the room she saw her dad hogtied on the bed. Panic went through her body. She looked at her beloved father who had fear in his eyes. He had duct tape across his mouth and was trying to tell her something. Rylie ran over to him and ripped it off.
"Get out Rylie. Go!" He whispered loudly. He looked up behind her and fear struck him again. "Don't touch her. Let her go." He said. Rylie turned around and saw the one person she didn't expect to see. The one person that never met her parents. Rylie jumped back in surprise.
"What are you doing here?" She asked. Tears started to form in her eyes. Mike Carter tried to get in front of his daughter to protect her, from the one man she hated.
"I had to introduce myself to my future father-in-law. I'm surprised you came up here." What was Rylie's father doing here? He was dead for 10 years. He died in combat. Not caring why he was here she still tried to undo the knot. "DON'T!" The man shouted. Rylie flew back and covered her face. The man came at her.
"Don't touch my daughter you sick fuck!" Mike shouted. The man took out a pistol and whipped Mike across the face with it.
"Daddy!" Rylie shouted wanting to go back to her father.
"Told you if you left me I would hurt someone you cared for." He picked up the gun and aimed it. Rylie never heard such a loud pop in her life.
AN::: Sorry for such a long delay. I have been pulling extra shifts at my job. And my days off consist of me catching up on all my chores around the house.
Let me know what you think of the chapter! Hope to have the next one up as soon as I can.