Payday 2 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She finally found her exit. I laid down there on the bed. What she said began to ring inside my head but I couldn’t care about it. My attempt has failed and now there’s nothing I can do anymore to get out of here. I am stuck with him and my only hope is for my dad to pay back the debt which he owes before the time runs out. I really am doomed. **** “Cassandra,” I heard my name being called. Suddenly I felt the tapping of hands on my shoulders.

If he sees that show of weakness in me again today, I won’t be able to collect my money, since all he does is manipulate me until I give in. But this time is different, I have so little time. There is no other way to get ten grand in two weeks. “I am sorry pumpkin. But I think it has come to an end for me. There is no way out now. I am doomed and you are doomed with me” “Hold on! What are you talking about? The only person who is doomed here is me, and if I don’t pay that money soon, Maybe then you will be doomed with me. Because I am going to unleash my immersed anger on you”

Eyes that had learned to scan exits before people. “Pete,” she said, looking me up and down. “You look like hell.” “Staying alive is full-time work,” I replied, stepping aside. “Come in.” She dropped onto the chair by the desk without being asked, crossing one leg over the other. “So, what’s the play?” I closed the door and leaned against it for a second, studying her. “You still owe me,” I said. “I paid off my debt,” she shot back. “I pushed Nightcap in three neighborhoods nobody wanted to touch. Nearly got stabbed twice.”

RAVEN POV Payday came, finally. Happiness was an understatement of how I felt, and I could not contain how it ran through me throughout the day. For as long as I can recall, it's only been two weeks since I started working and I have been paid. Wasn't it supposed to be after a month? “Payment is every two weeks,” Jane explained in the office that day. “This way, you don't have to take loans to feed yourself in case you run out of cash.

Wyatt POV How is it possible that two girls eat this much? I roll my eyes as I push away from my desk and rub my forehead. I know Blake is punishing me for this. I know she is probably cursing me and using my money to try to get a reaction out of me. I have more money than I know what to do with it, so that ginormous check didn’t even make a dent in my bank account, and I make double in a day than what she spent there. I don’t think she realizes how deep my pockets are. And I don’t want her to. I need her completely oblivious to that. I don’t want her adding two plus two and trying to figure me out. It’s hard enough that she is trying to find things about my second life.

I pleaded, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. Liam sighed and shut the door as both him and Charlie left. I shot my gaze towards Payton. "So you're going to untie me, so we bust out of here?" Payton smirked. I walked towards him and I quickly punched him in the face. "What the hell, Dawn!" Payton shouted. "Actually, it's Melody, and you took advantage of me! You lied to me! You hoped that I wouldn't remember anything! Well, guess what Payton, I. Remember. Everything."

Catherine’s POV “I didn’t have a choice,” he muttered, repeating himself which annoyed me even more. I turned away from him, dragging a hand through my hair, pacing once across the room. My thoughts were racing now, colliding, spiraling out of control. Adrian was dead. Adrian. A real person. I stopped abruptly and spun back to the murderer. “You won’t be getting the rest of your pay.” His head snapped up. “What?” “You heard me You didn’t do what I asked, so you are not getting paid!”

she shrugs passing the drink to me. I nod taking the drink from her grasp and turning everything down my throat. “Good” she smiles walking away I frown, hoping I dont get myself in trouble, I have a comfortable room here, a job that pays well and I will be out of here in a month if I save up well, they feed me, and cloth me, even if it's not the best of things but it’s comfortable, it’s mine and Dante can never take this one from me. My fingers wrap around the mop stick, last I heard, Dante and Piper were getting married this weekend, so quick, so fast, no remorse or regard for me.

Keith, the man with the buzz cut who had just molested me, chimed in, "We play with cash only. We don't accept mobile payments. If you help him settle his debt, he won't have to spend a dime and can win it back later. Doesn't it sound like a good deal?" Ernest nodded repeatedly. "Exactly. These are my childhood friends. It won't cost you anything to let them cop a feel. I can win the money back anyway. Don't make such a big deal out of this." As soon as his words fell, the other two guys extended their hands as well. "That's right, Bianca. Ernest owes us some money, too. Let us have a feel, and we'll call it even." Before I could respond, both of their hands were already on my thighs. In all

Ophelia's POV Payday arrived on a quiet Friday morning. I didn't realize it until Clara stopped by my desk with a bright smile. "Congratulations." I looked up from the report I was reviewing. "For what?" She laughed. "You really buried yourself in work this week." "I suppose I did." "Check your bank account." Curious, I reached for my phone and opened my banking app. My breath caught when I saw the notification. Salary Credit. It wasn't a fortune. Compared to the lifestyle I'd lived at the Willow mansion, it was modest, but somehow…