It was an hour drive to come to this Panera bread. I told my parents I was visiting Nina at the hospital, when in reality I wasn't. I feel bad for lying, but they wouldn't have allowed me to go, especially without police supervision. I watched my surroundings though, and no one followed me here, at least not Blaire.

"Iced caramel latte for Rose." The worker spoke. I walked up to the stand and grabbed the latte saying thank you, and then walked over to a table next to a window.

As I took a seat, I looked at those around me either talking to their friends, family members, or simply just doing work. Thanksgiving is tomorrow, and it's just so weird to see people out and about this early . Usually my family would be going to the store to buy ingredients for the food we make, but both of my parents had work today.

I put my straw into my drink and took a sip from it. At the same time, I turned on my phone trying to see what time it is.

I don't know why Mrs. Matthew wanted to meet so early, but I guess it's because she had a packed schedule today too. She's running a little late though.

I slunched down a little bit in my seat continuing to drink from my iced latte. About 5 minutes passed until I saw a middle aged short woman walk through the door with a tall skinny girl that resembled Allison, at least from the pictures I've seen of her online, except this girl had strawberry blonde hair.

I sat up in my seat correctly, and began to stand up trying to see if I could catch their attention.

Right away Mrs.Matthew recognized me, and began to walk towards me with her daughter.

As they approached me, I began to hold out my hand with a smile on my face, but instead, Mrs.Matthew went in for a hug.

It caught me off guard, but I understand why she chose to hug me rather than give a simple handshake. She understands what I'm going through, what we're all going through.

We pulled away from each other and I looked at her in the eyes. She was much shorter than me, and her eyes were filled with pain and worry. Filled with so much sadness. She looked as if she hadn't slept in years, hadn't taken great care of herself.

After the death of her daughter, she must of just let herself go.

Who could blame her.

"Hello Rose, so nice to meet you. I'm Teresa, this is my daughter Claudia...Allison's younger sister." She spoke placing her hand on Claudia's shoulder. I smiled and waved.

"Hi, I'm of course Rose. Thank you so much for being here, really. I need this right now."

Teresa nodded her head, and took a seat at the table along with Claudia. I sat down as well in my seat, and pushed my drink to the side. There will be no time to finish the rest until after this conversation is over.

I allowed them to adjust in their seats, but I couldn't help but develop anxiety. My palms began to sweat, and my heart began to race.

I don't know what to expect.

Teresa cleared her throat and looked at me with her tired brown eyes.

I gulped.

"So, where do we start?" She questioned and chuckled nervously. I could tell she was already on the verge of crying, as well as Claudia. It's such an uncomfortable topic, one that will hit home for not only them, but me as well.

"I...just came to this school this year. I moved into the house you guys used to live in. I met Danny, I met mostly all of the neighbors, all except the ones across the street. Blaire's house....." I got distracted by the sound of Teresa lightly tapping her fingers against the table. The pace they moved it, matched the rhythm of my current heartbeat.

"-I...met Blaire at school. He seemed so innocent and I felt bad for him. He was getting bullied so I stood up for him...we were friends since then...everyone warned me about him, they told me he killed Allison, I found out about his mental illnesses...and I used to have a sibling that suffered with similar illnesses as him, so I was sympathetic and understanding....everything just got weird and crazy from then...he would have lash outs....I discovered the notes he wrote to allison....a lock of her hair......he took Danny.......he hit my friend Nina with a car....I just....I don't know what to do. He's after me, he wants me, and the other day he was outside of my house...." I wasn't sure where I was trying to get with this, so I ended my sentence right there. Maybe Teresa or Claudia can find a way to add on to it.

Teresa took a deep breath, and began to speak. "Allison tutored Blaire in math. He would come over everyday mostly, or she would go over there..........."

Tears began to fall from her eyes. Claudia placed a hand on her mother's back trying to comfort her, while beginning to cry as well.

"I'm so sorry, it's just...I don't understand why this happened. I don't understand why this happened to my family, my daughter."

Once she calmed herself down, she continued to speak.

"He became obsessive over her. Constantly watched her as she came home, constantly came by to check on her if she didn't talk to him that day. He would scream and yell in our own house....that was it. He passed the line. I told him to get out and never come back, and that he could never talk to Allison again. And I remember that laugh...that laugh he made.....and then he left......he stalked her everywhere. Sent her notes. Called her. Texted her. Rang our doorbell over and over. We put a restraining order against him......Allison went missing two weeks after that....when they found her........." She broke down crying again.

I wiped a tear from my eye that was beginning to fall.

Claudia began to speak for her mother.

"Blaire took pictures of Allison, he hid cameras in our house, in her room. Sometimes now that I look back at it, he would just be in our house and say that Allison let him in. But I doubt it. I doubt it....he...made a doll out of her......when Allison went missing we told the police, but every piece of evidence disappeared. All of the letters we saved in hiding spots, the videos he recorded of us...her...they were miraculously gone....when they discovered her body we told the police that Blaire was the killer........There were no fingerprints of his found on her body, no fingerprints anywhere...just....no evidence....he still told the judge about his mental illnesses and that he needed help, that the murders was all a set up.......and they let him go....he admitted to the obsession of Allison.....but they let him go..." Claudia bit her lip at the end and stared at the table.

Blaire killed her older sister, and he got away with it.

But Blaire can't get away with the situation that I'm in.

"You're in great danger Rose." Teresa said sternly.

I lost my breath.

"That boy, isn't a boy..that boy is the devil." She finished.

I was absolutely speechless.

I looked down at the floor, and then back up at Claudia and Teresa. It seemed as if everyone in the room disappeared, and it was only just me and them.

"Rose...be protected everywhere. Look around your house for any possible video cameras, anything suspicious where you think he might be recording you from." Claudia added in.

The thought of this all is making me sick.

"What about Danny? Does Blaire have any hiding places Allison has mentioned in the past? I mean he has to be staying somewhere, right? Somewhere close by my house....Do you think Danny is even alive?" I questioned.

He has to be, his body would've shown up by now.

"I think he's alive, but I think it's a trap to lead you to Blaire...or maybe....just maybe...." Claudia went silent.

Her and her mom both looked at each other. I looked at them both in confusion.

"What's wrong?" I questioned.

I don't understand what's going on.

"Danny and Blaire were close.....and...Danny spent time with Allison a lot too......."

"-it would all make sense...no one could just do this by themselves..."

I began to get frustrated.

"What are you guys trying to say?" I said a little irritated.

They both went silent.

Teresa opened her mouth.

"Danny and Blaire..might be working together."