Obsession

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Conflicted between right and wrong, weather to set her free.

This is my first fan fiction so hope you like:)

Payson's POV

It's been four years and even though every one has moved on and they think she's dead, I can't I feel her I know she is still alive.

Every once in awhile I dream of that night I go back and replay every detail that was going on to see if I missed anything and every time it's the same.

One minute she's by my side and the next I'm screaming Aubrey's name looking for. When I replay it is like I'm living it all over again. I remember when I turned and didn't see her dark brown hair standing next to me something awful happened.

At first I thought she was just messing with me because I wouldn't let here go on the zipper but no I was wrong she was taken. Even though I was only fourteen I knew my parents still blame me for letting Aubrey out of my sight.

They may not have said it but the way they looked at me and the way how everything changed between them, my little sister Casey and I, I knew it would never be the same.

The NYPD looked for her for a good year but there was no evidence on what really happened. Some thought it was a random attack and others thought it was someone we knew but who would do that?

After that day I cried my self to sleep every night I felt guilty for not paying better attention and most of all I missed Aubrey.

I look over my shoulder every time I see someone who reminds me of her just to make sure it's not her. After Aubrey everything just fall down from there.

My parents split up my dad is god knows where with who knows who.

The only ones left are Casey, Mom and I and the worst thing is Aubrey's birthday is Tomorrow and we have to go through moms day of sorrow and depression and her hatred for me grow.

I had this weird feeling that I know where Aubrey is and she is bringing me to her and let's face it if I'm wrong at least I don't have to stay in this house anymore with a mother who is emotionally gone and a sister that blames me.

I pack enough clothes for one month and get my thousand dollars out of my piggy bank. All of my money is from babysitting and a lot of it is graduation money.

I book a one way ticket to London. My plane leaves in three hours a print my boarding pass and leave my house with out saying good bye Im just happy to be gone.

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