It had been five days and there was no sign of her
We had searched the whole fucking town, and nothing had come up.
Where could she be?
Hayden came into the kitchen and dropped a murderous glare at me before he took a beer out of the fridge and went back to his room.
He was beyond pissed!
First off, I would not let him kill Dominic and second, he was acting out because he was missing our girl.
Hayden's first reaction when Dominic had told us what had happened was to punch Dominic in the face and I had to pull him off to prevent him from killing him.
The fact that Dominic had to fuck our girl in order for her not to be shot was not what pissed us off the most.
It was the fact that she was missing, and we had no idea where she could be.
Dominic came out of the spare room and slid on a stool next to me.
He had been out every night trying to find any traces of Tayla, but he had come up with nothing.
"I think I should ask Jess for information," he said, yawning.
"Hayden already did and she refuses to talk to him."
"I could get her to talk?"
I shook my head.
As much as I had no problem hurting people, I did not like to hurt women, unless I really had too.
Hayden came out of his room, tucking his gun in the back of his jeans and headed for the front door.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Out!" he replied.
He stopped and looked at me, his eyes cold.
"You are not my fucking father, so I don't have to tell you shit!"
I pulled a face and winced when I heard the front door shut behind him with a slam.
Hayden was falling to pieces.
"Will he be alright?" asked Dominic.
I nodded and hoped so.
"I know you hate me right now, but I swear I will get her back," he said, looking down.
"I don't hate you or you would be dead," I told him.
He stood up and headed for the bedroom he had been staying in.
"I'm going back out to find her," he said.
I went out onto the deck and realised it was a nice hot day.
I didn't give a fuck.
I just wanted my girl back.
Where was she?
Why did she leave.
Was she afraid?
Did she think we would hurt her?
I had to get her back here and speak to her.
Make her understand that we were not angry with her.
I looked down the beach and saw a few people enjoying the weather and sand.
Looking down further, I glanced at the house that her cousin owed and where Jess lived.
I knew she knew something.
She had not even come around to ask about Tayla which meant she knew something about her whereabouts.
Friends always asked about their safety.
Keeping my eyes on the house, I walked to the rail and drummed my fingers on the wooden beam.
Jess wouldn't talk to Hayden and even threatened to call the police on him if he ever came around to the house.
Maybe it's time for Jess to meet my dark side?
Let's see how she responses to a little intimidation and threats.
If she was the key to the whereabout of the girl, I loved them so be it.
Hayden was not the only one who could be a bastard!
Looking up at the sky, I knew I would have to wait until it was dark.
So be it.
Climbing up the drainpipe, I fished my pen knife out of my back pocket and prised the window up before slipping my fingers underneath it, pushing it up, I pulled my body up and slipped into the bedroom.
Tayla's old bedroom!
This had been hers when she lived her with asshole of a cousin. Logan.
Moving over to the bed, I slipped my knife into the back of my jeans and ran my fingertips over the pillow where she had laid.
Bringing the pillow up to my nose, I inhaled her sweet scent and closed my eyes.
Fuck, I missed her.
I felt my eyes prick with tears and angrily willed them to stop.
I never cried over women.
I slipped the pillowcase off the pillow and folded it up before placing it inside my hooded front pocket.
Looking around the room, I saw she had totally cleared it out when she had moved in with us a few weeks ago.
That had been the happiest day of my life!
Having my girl with us twenty-four seven!
Fuck it is where she should be!
Moving to the door, I opened it carefully and made my way down a corridor.
I passed a bathroom and then there was a door right next to it.
Very quietly, I opened it and took a peek inside.
Sure enough, Jess was fast asleep in her double bed.
Slipping into the room, I found a lock on the door and locked it.
Moving towards the bed, I slipped out my gun from behind me and sat heavily on the end of the bed, enough to wake her up.
Jess sat up with a gasp and peered through the dark room.
"Logan?" she called.
"Guess again!" I said, my voice low.
"Walker? What are you doing in my room?"
I held up my gun and showed it to her.
I pointed to the silencer on it.
"Do you know what this is?" I asked her.
Her eyes widen and she shook her head, pulling her cover up to her chin.
"This is called a silencer. It stops the gun making a noise when you fire a bullet," I told her.
"You are not going to shoot me, Walker?" she said her voice, low.
Raising the gun, I aimed and shot the wall at the side of her head, making her jump.
"The fuck!" she cried.
"I missed," I growled.
"Why are you doing this?" she said, starting to cry.
I took aim again and her breathing started to increase.
"I don't usually miss but I seem to be off my game. Maybe because I am missing something very important in my life?" I said, coldly.
I watched tears fall down her face as she made herself small by curling her knees up to her chest.
I shot the other side of the wall, and she began to panic.
"Please? Don't shoot me!" she cried.
"Where is she? I know you know," I hissed.
"I don't know," she said, avoiding eye contact.
"Don't lie to me!" I snapped, rising my gun.
"I took her to her mum's, but I don't know if she is still there!"
I lowered my gun and smiled.
"That wasn't so hard now, was it?"
Her bottom lip trembled, and I stood up from the bed.
"You are not going to hurt her, are you?" she asked, in a timid voice.
"Why would I hurt her?" I growled.
"She is scared because of what happened," she explained.
"I know. I intend to bring her home and explain that there is no reason to be."
I moved to the door and unlocked it.
"Why don't you just leave her be?" I heard Jess whisper.
"Because she belongs to us," I told her.
"You can't just claim someone like that!" she protested.
I left her room and shut the door behind me.
A door opened and Logan stood there casting a light on me.
His eyes opened wide as he took me in standing there with a gun in my hand.
He never moved.
I smirked and made my way down the stairs and unlocked the front door.
Stepping out into the early morning air, I shut the door behind me and started my walk back to the house.
Tayla was in Vinehall at her mother's.
I took my phone out of my pocket and dialled Dominic's number.
He answered on the second ring.
"I got a job for you," I told him.
"Sure thing. What is it?"
"I need you to go to Tayla mums and watch out for Tayla. Once you know she is there, you call me and I will come over and speak to her," I told him.
"You want me to watch her for a day or two and then call you?"
"Just make sure she is there so I don't make the journey for nothing because I intend to be bringing her home."
"Where am I going?"
"Vinewood and look up the name Goodman."
I ended the call when I arrived home and let myself in the front door.
In the kitchen, I found Hayden washing blood off his hands in the sink.