Phone Call's and Bloody Back's.

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Hey again.

Hope you enjoy it :D

Sorry it’s kinda short. It’s a lazy day for me.

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I saw him.

It can’t be. I thought I had lost this creep. Guess I was wrong.

I saw him walking closer to us. I turned to Andy and sobbed in his chest. He held onto me and whispered it was gonna be okay. I didn’t buy that bullshit.

I didn’t look back at him. All I heard was him letting out a growl and a pocketknife click. I froze. No more tears fell. My body was going numb.

 I pushed myself and Andy back. I heard C.C yelling for security. I heard feet pounding hard on the cement. I heard cops yelling things at Ronnie. I gripped my hold on Andy harder.

I felt his presence so close it almost killed me. I couldn’t help but turn around. Andy was pulling us back. Sammie was shaking in Jinxx arm’s. Ashley and Jake were clinging onto each other, I wanted to laugh, but not now.

I heard a gunshot go. Ronnie looked at me and ran back to his car. I heard the most horrible thing anyone could ever say to me.

"Elizabeth, baby girl. I’ll be back and we’ll be together once more. I love you."

With that being said, I fainted.

Three Days Later..

I woke up feeling hot and tired. I had war paint and leather clothes still on. I couldn't recall what had happened before till I hit my head on the headboard. I rolled onto my back. I looked up at the ceiling. I saw a Batman poster. Creepy. I knew I had to be Andy's bedroom, he was beyond in love with Batman. I saw dirty socks and shoes scattered everywhere.

I sat up propping my elbows on the bed. I looked around and saw the curtains were drawn back. I got up and stumbled up to the window.

I had a view to the garden of the house. Andy was outside with Ashley smoking. Sammie and Jake were swimming and Jinxx was on the diving board. C.C was laughing his ass off in the Jacuzzi, crazy motherfucker.

I didn’t belong here. At least I don’t think I do. I mean come on let’s face it. Look at them and then look at me. I wasn't famous, not one bit. Ever heard that saying where you're alone in a room of strangers? That was I felt right at this moment.

I’m the odd ball here.

I pulled away from the window and walked to the front door. I opened it up and heard Andy and the others come inside all laughing. I closed thee door as gently as possible and ran across the lawn.

 I walked down a familiar road. I saw my baby parked there. I got in and turned the engine on. I was now driving back to Alabama.

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I walked inside and plopped on my bed. I sat their for a good twenty minutes.

I let out a sigh and picked up my phone, I placed it back down when it stared ringing.

"Hello?"

"Where the fuck are you Ellie?"

"Don’t you curse at me. I'm back to my roots"

"My bad love, look why don't you come back on over here?"

"Whatever. I didn’t feel like-- I don’t have to explain myself to you."

"That’s what's fucking annoying about you Elizabeth. You never talk about your fucking feelings!"

"Did I not just say not to curse at me?"

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