Y/N's POV:

"Howdy sweetie." his eyes shifted to look at me. "Dear, this gentleman came to return your phone. He told me you knew each other from the festival." My granny said with a smile and pointed at Striker who was  leaning against the door.

"Yeah, we know each other very good, am I right Y/N?" Striker wiggled his eyebrows. I stood there completely speechless. I couldn't get anything out of my mouth. "Y/N dear are you okey?" My grandma asked me. I looked at her and stepped closer. "Granny, can you ehh.. can you leave for a moment. I want to talk to him in private please." I said to her.

"Oh alright then." She turned back to face Striker. "Thank you kind sir for being so respectful and for bringing back her phone." She thanked him. "That's nothin' ma'am. i'd like to help." He smirked and looked at my direction.

"You see Y/N is sometimes very-" I cut my grandma off. "Grandma! Leave please." I told her again. "Y/N do not raise your voice above me. I can still grounded you, you know why." My granny said to me a little angry. "Yes Y/N, don't be like that." Striker added and chuckled a little. I looked at him with a death look.

"See even this good sir agrees with me." My granny said with a smile and then left us finally alone.

"You have a badass grandma, she really is-" I cut him off immediately before he could continue the sentence.

"Don't even talk you little piss of shit. How the fuck did you get here." I pointed a knife at him which i have it always with me in my pocket. "Slow down there love. Why are you like that-" "Why am I like that? Are you fucking dumb? You kidnapped me. You abused me. You tied me to a chair. You-"

He interrupted me "You actually liked it. So?" He said and raised an eyebrow.
"Don't fuck with me. How did you find me. How the fuck did you know where i live?" I asked, still pointing a knife at him.

"Well, from this clown's van is visible from afar. So I easily noticed on the road you were driving on. And even better help. When you ran away from me you left traces of your blood on the road so it was even easier to find you."
He told me.

"B-but. But I couldn’t leave a trace all the time since Stolas came and-" i stopped talking. "The prince helped you? Huh. Interesting." He grinned at me. "Yes he did. And i'll make sure nothing happens to him." I said and gritted my teeth.

Then he bend down a little to reach my height. "If you say so sugar. But trust me. I'll make sure you're in pain for the next couple of months." He told me and let out a snake sounds.

I was about to say a few words when suddenly my grandmother called out "I've made some tea for everyone!" She yelled and came closer to us. I hide my knife quickly so she would not notice.
"Granny! What have I told you to stay-"

"Nah nah. I can’t do without serving the guest with my traditional tea." She said and smiled at Striker. "Traditional tea?! What the- what even is that?" I asked her totally confused. "There you go. Enjoy." She served Striker her tea. "Well my thank you ma'am." he took a cup from a tray my grandma was holding and took a sip. "One for you too dear." I stared at her and took a cup too.

"Okey i'll leave you two alone okey." She laughed a little and left again.

I slapped my forehead and looked back at Striker. "Holy shit. That tea good." He said and took another sip. I pulled my knife out of my pocket again and before I could say anything my grandmother cut me off again "Do you want cookies too?" My grandma yelled from the other room. Striker smirked and said "Well, actually-"

"No we don't want any cookies grandma!" I yelled and sighed after. "What about some cake and-" "NO!" I yelled of a annoyance. "Okey then. Let me know if you're hungry!"

U shook my head of embarrassment. "Man. Wish i had grandma." Striker said and smiled. "What. You never had one?" I asked i don't know why.
"I did but she didn't care about me like your grandma does." He told me. "Oh, well omm..sorry." I said and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Meh. It's fine. She was weird anyway." He said and chuckled at the last part.

I smiled a little then I realize "Okey enough. Give me back my phone and leave me and my granny alone!" I said and looked at him. "Oh no no, not with such an attitude." He smirked with a cup in his hands.

I stared at him with an annoying look.
I sighed and said "Give me back my fucking phone you abusive fucker!" I told him directly and set my hand for  him to put the phone in my palm.

He just drank tea and looked around as if he didn't hear me. "Striker!" I said out loud that my grandma could for sure hear. "Yes~?" He looked down at me. "Give me back my phone. Please." I said and rolled my eyes. "See. It wasn't that hard, was it?" He chuckled and gave me the phone. "Even tho, why do you have my phone." I asked. "That's not important right now."

Then Striker came closer to me. "Sweet heart. You're going to help me with something. And now I want you to make a good decision." He said and wagged his tail a little. "Oh fuck you. I'm not going to help you with anything. Why should I?" I said with anger.

"I want you to bring me back my rifle
taken by your little friends." I listened to him. "And now I'm giving you a chance to decide to help me bring back what's mine." He looked me up and down with his eyes. "Or. I will hurt all those you love." I stared at him all the time. Then he added one last thing.

"Including you. Even worse."

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Granny!

You're the best.

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Seeya guys next time!♡♡♡