I stood still, staring blankly at my phone. It began to slip from my hand, but I quickly tightened my grip.

Logan stared at me blankly, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Who was that?" he asked

"P-Peyton," I stuttered.

"Penny? Your ex?"

"Yeah,"

"What did he say?"

I swallowed. "He's coming to get me."

His eyebrows furrowed and he frowned. "Seriously?" he asked

"Yes."

As I looked at his face, it was slowly becoming red. Of course he's angry.

The bastard who cheated on me, lied to me, hurt me physically and mentally wanted me back? Why? What does he want? I thought he wanted Julia. Why the hell does he want me?

Besides, he doesn't know where I live right?

"Regan," Logan said in his calmest voice.

A tall, burly man entered the room. His large foot steps echoed around the house. He looked Logan directly in the eyes and nodded his head. The big man quickly turned to me and stepped toward me. I quickly took a few steps back. "What are you doing?" I nervously asked.

He said nothing but continued to walk forward. I walked backward as well. My back hit the hard wall behind me. I began to panic. "What are you doing?!" I questioned again. "Stay away from me! Logan stop him!"

The man harshly grabbed my arm. "Come with me."

I quickly opened my mouth in rejection. "No-"

"Don't you dare say a word." He quickly interrupted.

Suddenly, I was slung over his shoulder. I had not idea how, but I was.

He quickly began to walk out the room and toward the front door while holding onto my body.

I realized that Logan had disappeared. Where did he go?

Regan rushed down the stairs and toward a limo that others guards were surrounding. Another guard who was a lot taller than Regan opened the car door. Regan threw me inside quickly and slammed the door behind me. He quickly climbed into the drivers side and quickly drove onto the road, not looking back.

I was shaking in the backseat. I couldn't believe what was happening. Was this really all that serious? It's just Peyton.

"You can talk now." Regan said in a calm voice. "But no yelling."

He quickly took his sunglasses off his face, revealing ocean colored eyes. They were beautiful.

I quickly looked away and looked at the city quickly flying past us. "Where are you taking me?"

"I can't tell you that. But it's somewhere Penny won't think to find you."

Penny? He calls him that too?

"It's Peyton. But... he doesn't even know where I live! There's no reason to take me from my home!"

"Of course he knows where you live! Did Logan tell you nothing about that man?!"

I instantly went silent. "T- tell me what?"

He let out a loud sigh. "Look... Peyton's father is a business man. He's been over to Logan's place countless times. Sometimes, he would bring Penny. He and Logan would play together when they were kids."

Play together? Why didn't Logan tell me this? He is always keeping secrets from me.

"Please do not be angry with Logan about this. He hardly remembers Peyton. And this was before his parents got rid of him, so keep that in mind."

All of this info was becoming too much for me.

Peyton's father was a business man? Peyton and Logan used to play together as kids?

The first one... made sense to me. Peyton had committed a hit and run. He was out of prison already? That didn't seem right.

"So we're just running away? Why can't we just go back and confront him?"

"Because of you, Hannah. You're known for making pretty dumb decisions. We're trying to avoid those as much as possible."

"But-" I started.

"That's enough questions for now, Hannah. How about you get some sleep? We have a long ride ahead of us.

"I don't want to sleep."

"Regardless if you want to or not, I'm suggesting you do so. Stop being stubborn and relax."

"Stop being such a bastard and maybe I will!" I shouted at him, then slouched in the backseat.

We drove for what felt like hours. I was having trouble keeping my eyes open. You idiot! You should've went to sleep!

Just as I started to close my eyes, the car slowly came to a stop. I quickly sat up and looked out the window. I could hardly see a thing. There weren't any street lights located around here. Come to think of it, where are we?

Regan quickly stepped out of the car and came over to my side. He swung the door open and yanked me out of the car by my arm.

"Oww!" I shouted. "Stop pulling me!"

"Shut up." He quickly slung me over his shoulder once again and kicked the car door closed.

Regan quickly began to march toward what looked to be a house. It looked like... my house. The place I used to live with Peyton. Regan went up with stairs quickly. He approached the front door and kicked it open.

My heart came to a stop as I looked at my old home. The memories came flashing toward me. The warm and cold feelings surrounded me.

The living room was exactly the same. Nothing had changed. The black, stained couch hadn't moved, the t.v. was still in the exact same spot too. The photos of Peyton and I hadn't moved either. The white curtains were the same too. This plain room full of sadness and regret hadn't changed. Maybe because Peyton hadn't.

Regan set me down. "Sit." he said, closing and locking the front door.

"Where?" I asked.

"The couch, obviously."

I grimaced as I remembered the last thing I witnessed on this couch. "I'd rather stand." I said.

"You're so stubborn." He rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, I heard a loud ringing. Regan's face quickly went seriously as he pulled his phone from his pocket. "Hello?" he answered. "Yes, we made it here."

"Is that Logan?" I loudly asked. "Let me talk to him." I began to stand on my toes to get the phone from him. Regan pushed me away and turned his back on me.

I was getting angrier and angrier. Why the hell does everyone always keep everything from me?

A loud banging sound came from behind the door. "Peyton?! Peyton?!"

Someone's here?!

Regan quickly grabbed me by my arm and held me toward his chest. "Stay quiet." he whispered into my ear.

"Peyton?!" the person yelled once again. It was a woman's voice. She sounded upset. "Peyton! Open the door! I know you got out today!"

She began to bang harder and harder. "Peyton!"

After a few minutes of more yelling, she stopped.

"Is she gone?" I whispered to Regan.

Instantly, the front door swung open.

The woman almost fell into the room. She lifted her head and made eye contact with me.

I know this woman.

I could never forget her. She ruined my life. She was supposed to be my friend, but lied to me. She and Peyton played me. She was more of a bitch than Chloe could ever be.

"H-Hannah?" My name slipped from her tongue as she stared at me with wide eyes.

"Julia?"

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