Donny's POV  (mixing it up)
I was in deep trouble.
Phil, stupid scumbag, knew more than he should. The car was parked on the side of the road. I heard my phone ring. I looked to see it was my wife. Well ex wife. I'm holding her hostage, along with my daughter. She's almost 4.

I love my family but they never do anything right. They always mess up my life.

I answered it.
"Hey honey..."
"Let us go! Please?!"
"Love, I can't do that. Scream at me one more time and you will regret it."
"Babe, at least let Carrie, go. She's so little, and honestly don't hurt her."
"Enough! I'm bringing over my friend. You'll see."
"Donny, you messed up. You need help!"
"I don't! Shut up!" I shouted hanging up. I cursed under his breath.
I grabbed the wheel and started driving again. Phil's leg was openly bleeding from my stab.

Phil already knew too much. I couldn't let him know anymore.

I let my mind wander. I thought of everything. I couldn't wait to prove to my family they were wrong.

A/N Hey so yeah. I'm just gonna say to all that reads this, thank you. I don't know what anyone is going through right now and who knows you may be having a hard time.

Lol now my inspiration talk thing is over I hope you enjoyed. Sorry it's so short. I wanted a filler chapter so you knew a bit more about Donny.

With that have an amazing day and byez