His game (being rewritten)

Chapter XIV - Epilogue

Flame

The same emotions that made their way through my body that night were making their presence know again today. It felt as if I was gasping for air, yet unable to get any inside my lungs no matter how hard I tried. My head was starting to spin, and I felt claustrophobic. I found myself running to the front door, desperate to get the space that I needed at that moment. Everything was starting to make sense now,

Running through the street, my tears flowing freely and making my vision blurry. I could hear their voices calling for me. My parents and Landon, all oh, so worried about my well being. Thing was that they could stop pretending now. I knew his game, he was just as possessive as Grant was, and although he didn't show it yet, I knew he would. I wasn't oblivious to the things that were going on around me. I knew before the contract came into the picture, that Landon Wolf would use poker for his benefit. Thing is, I knew he wanted to be helpful, and I knew that he could protect me from Grant, but who could protect me from him. He wasn't as innocent as he was made out to be. Those cold blue eyes of his were just that; cold. What he wanted, he got; if not one way, he would find a different one, after all, that was what he was know for. That was the reason he was so successful as a businessman.

All these years, my parents thought they were so careful, but they weren't. They were hiding this from me. Life-changing things, but they weren't good enough at their game, because I found out everything the day before my eighteenth birthday. You could say we were all playing a game. But I can pride myself by saying that I was the best player out of all of them. Somewhere throughout all of it, the ones that thought were winning became my puppets and I could string them into any direction I wanted. The first one I could control was Grant. I had him wrapped around my little finger. The little brain of his couldn't handle pretty big eyes and a pair of t**s because they were combined with a brain. 

I'm not a hundred percent sure what exactly all of them wanted from me, but I do know, I can't call any of the people in my life neither family neither friends, because they aren't. They never were and although it took me some time to realize it. The one thing, probably the only thing, that I'm sure of though is, that I finally found where I belong. No more lies, no more hiding. 

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Epilogue

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There was a loud screech followed by a bang. Did she plan this? Did she want this to happen? Has she been suicidal all along? Had all of this been weighing on her for too long? 

I stepped out of my car, with a grim face, pulling out my pack of cigarettes and lighting one up as I made my way to the black Audi A7. Not my kind of car, but that didn't matter right now. I looked at the man standing in front of the car, who seemed more confused than shocked or mortified. Something wasn't right. I stood behind his car, listening to him talking to his daughter. Daughter? Maybe a sugar baby. He was probably in his late 50s and although the girl that was stretching her head out of the driver's side was young, she spoke to him as if she knew him way more intimately. "f**k Dom, do you think she's under the car?" the girl's voice was shaky, Seems like she was the one driving. "No Jess, there ain't nobody here. I don't know what the f**k happened, but there's nothing here." I decided that I had heard enough. "Sorry, don't want to interrupt, but did something happen?" the man turned around, letting his hands fall from his head. The look of confusion was present in his eyes. The girl's head snapped towards me as well, she looked anxious more than anything. "There was a girl, we thought we ran her over, she just jumped on the road. We thought we hit her or something but there ain't nothing here." I hummed at his response, walking to the front of the car. Not one scratch, not even a dent in the car. There was no blood anywhere on the road or the car.  "C'mon Jess, let's go, this was a waste of our damn time." I looked up as their car was speeding away. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I was fuming. Conti was going to have my head on a platter; the sad thing was, that wasn't what pissed me off, but the fact that everything happened in front of my eyes and I had no f*****g clue. The girl was f*****g smart, I doubt she knew I was following her but I guess she figured out that she had to get away. "This job is eating up my nerves." I murmured, as I let the cigarette fall to the ground; stepping on it whilst walking back to my car before I sped off. 

This situation meant big trouble and whenever there is big trouble, there is a lot of people who know about it. You just have to find the right ones to talk to.