"W- What?" I asked, stepping closer to Julia. "How is that possible?"

"I conceived the day you were kicked out of the house, Hannah." she said, looking at the ground.

She and Peyton have a daughter together. Peyton is a father? That stupid idiot is a father?

"D-does he know she exists?" I asked, my voice slightly shaking.

"Yes, he does."

"Does he... love her?" I hope so...

"Yes, more than me at times. I get jealous when he spends more time with her than me. He throws her up in the air and takes her to the park. He buys her new toys and clothes all the time. Some days he wouldn't even look at me."

"You're jealous of your own child? Julia, babies need love and attention."

"I know that! But, I knew Peyton first! It's so unfair-" Her voice quickly stopped as I slapped her. I was fully aware that Julia was insane, but not to this extent. She doesn't seem to love Peyton, she seemed to be obsessed with him.

"Julia, calm down. Look, you need to go home and spend time with your kid. You look ridiculous coming here every day to a guy who clearly doesn't care about you. Don't you love your child more than that fool?"

"O-of course I do. She's all I have right now."

"What if Peyton comes back to you, huh? What'll happen then?"

"We'll be a big happy family."

"Do you honestly think that can be possible with a guy like him?"

"Yes! Yes, I do! Somewhere in your heart, you believe it too, right?"

Do I believe it? Do I believe that a cheating, abusive man could become a husband? No.

"No I don't, Julia. If he can't treat his girlfriend right, what makes you think that he won't do the same to his wife?"

Her eyes sunk to the floor and she frowned. "Of course you think otherwise. You have changed so much, Hannah. You have gotten so strong. I have no idea what has happened to you but I want it to happen to me so I can be like you."

I didn't say anything to that because... I used to think the same about her. I loved how strong and straight forward she was. She always took initiative and didn't care about what others thought of her at all. Now, it was if we had switched places, but the lives we lived were still so different.

"Hannah, we should go. This is no place for you to hide." Regan said.

"Okay," I obeyed.

As we headed towards the door, Julia quickly grabbed my arm. "Wait."

"What?"

"Take me to Peyton. I want to see him."

***

Regan slammed his foot on the gas. We sped down the road.

We knew this was a bad idea, but something good could come from it. If Julia could see Peyton, maybe he would leave us alone and be in a happy family with his wife. But that was a IF. This entire thing could blow up in our faces.

I wanted Regan to go faster. We had to be there before Peyton got to Logan. I couldn't bear it if Logan were hurt because of my ex boyfriend.

"Regan?" I said looking up at him.

"Yes, my lady?"

"Do you think Logan is alright?"

"I do not know, he hasn't been answering my calls."

My heart quickly began to pound out of my chest. Is he okay? Why isn't he answering his phone? Did something happen? Did Peyton hurt him?

There are so many questions with no one to answer them. I watched closely as we went up a hill, getting closer and closer to the mansion.

My heart skipped a beat at what I saw. A skinny, tall man in a black hoodie and torn jeans was fighting with the guards. He was losing miserably. They had thrown him on the ground and began to punch him in every possible place they could.

"Stop the car now!" Julia yelled.

The car came to an immediate stop. Julia swung the car door open and jumped out right into the street. "Peyton!" she yelled as she ran toward him as fast as she could.

"Don't go over there, young lady!" Regan yelled.

A guard who was punching Peyton immediately looked up at Julia. He quickly pulled something from his pants. At that moment, a familiar sound rung in my ears.

Julia's feet slowly came to a stop. She stood in the middle of the street motionless for a few seconds, then fell to her knees and onto the ground.

"Julia!" I yelled and ran out of the car towards her. A puddle of dark, red blood had already begun to surround her. "Julia!" I yelled again, hoping to get a response. She said nothing. Her body was completely frozen.

"Regan! Please, call an ambulance! She needs help! Somebody please!" I yelled.

"Bunny," I felt a hand touch my back. I looked up to see Logan, my fiance.

"Logan! We have to call an ambulance or she'll die!"

"Bunny, calm down. She'll be alright." he said in a soothing voice.

"Kitty! Kitty!" I heard Peyton scream.

I looked into those terrible eyes of his. He looked as if he had been tortured for days on end. I couldn't bear to look at him, so I looked away.

"Kitty! I've been looking all over for you!" he yelled in a broken voice. "Come back to me! Leave that stupid excuse of a man! Come be with me instead..."

"Don't listen to him, Bunny. Cover your ears." As I began to lift my hands, I heard Peyton scream loudly once again.

I felt Logan's hand leave my back. He began to walk away from me slowly and towards Peyton. He entered the circle of guards. He knelt before Peyton and whispered a few words to him. Peyton screamed more and more. I finally covered my ears and closed my eyes. But even with all that, I could hear the loud sirens and another gun shot.

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