"Fuck, I don't know Gracie. I mean, I don't even know if Tyler would go for it." Gracie rolled her eyes as she listened to her friend. "He acts all bad and shit, sure, but when it comes to sex, he's not going to just fuck me to fuck me. He's going to want it to mean something, and if I pretend, he'll see right through me, he always does. He's not as stupid as Chase and Peter." She knew it was cruel, but Gracie had let herself slip in front of Matt earlier and she didn’t want to give him any hope.
In fact, when Louie got home, she would find a way to convince him to get rid of Matt, because seeing him every day was making the painful memories and the feeling back. She wasn’t happy, everyone knew that, but she couldn’t have Matt. He would kill her, if she didn’t kill him first. All they did was hurt each other , there was no in between especially when they were high.
"Fuck it, why not? I guess I'll just have to hope that, since it's been a year, he won't be able to resist." she laughed pulling Gracie out of her thoughts.
“Shit babe, I thought you were getting soft on me.” He smirked leaning in and kissing her lips. “And, what do you mean if he went for it?” Gracie smirked wickedly. “If there is one thing I know about guys like Matt and Tyler, it’s that they wouldn’t still be hanging around and they sure as hell wouldn’t be putting up with us for the hell of it. Tyler and Matt are dangerous enough to be much more than our babysitters.” Gracie said honestly. “You gotta make him want it, let him chase you.” She said cruelly.
Even as Gracie was saying these things to Kylie, she hated herself for it. She didn’t want to hurt Matt, but all she knew how to do anymore was hurt people. It was dangerous what they were going to try and do. Gracie knew that, because she knew if she wasn’t high enough, she might feel something when they kissed and then all her hard work about forgetting her and Matt would be ruined and she’d need him all over again.
"Yeah. In a heartbeat." he smirked and Tyler knew he had him. There would be no more convincing, his plan was pretty much full proof. Him and Marshall had been planning it since he’d gotten out of jail. "Why? What is it you've got up your sleeve?" he said and Tyler smirked.
“Let’s take a walk Matt.” He said casually because he wasn’t stupid he knew Louie had the house wired and Frankie could be listening.
Tyler pushed off the counter and slipped out into the front yard. When Matt caught up with him, Tyler was already smoking another cigarette and Tyler climbed into his car, because it was about the only place he knew that was safe for them to actually talk. He lend over and opened the glove box pulling out a small stack of tickets and tossing them onto Matt’s lap. The tickets had no expiration date, they were one way tickets to the French Rivera, namely Monaco.
“There’s six tickets.” He started to explain, leaning back in his seat. “Back when my dad was alive, he bought my mother a house there.” Tyler said like the memory was painful. “When he loved her.” Tyler sighed. “When he died, the house was already paid for and it automatically went to me and Marshall.” Tyler explained. “Aside from Marshall and myself, you’re the only one who knows about it.” Tyler glanced to Matt. “But, I know those two way two well, they’re not going to just fall into our arms.” He said honestly.
Tyler had the plan down to a T, he’d obsessed about it so much in fact that he’d had dreams about it. He needed Kylie and if he didn’t get her back soon, he’d murder Chase and Peter and while he could get away with that, Bryan and Louie and all their men were another Monster completely and that was the tough part. If they killed one they were starting a war with all of them, so for the moment if they wanted them back it was just better to run, until they could get more men on their side to help them fight. However taking Kylie and Gracie would start an all-out war no matter what. They weren’t just taking two young girls, Kylie and Gracie were now property not only the Italian Mob, but several other drug gangs.
“Will have to kidnapped them, tonight. They can't know it's us. Marshall with go with them.” He started. “He’ll stay with them and will stay here and help Louie and The Evan’s brother’s look for them. Because if we disappear they’ll know.” He sighed. “After a month, you’ll quite tell Louie you moving on ad you and Chels will leave, I’ll follow a few weeks after you.” He said glancing to Matt. “This has to go down flawlessly or were fucked.”