Chapter 66

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Hayes's pov://

I arrived back at the hotel and was about to go back into the room when I heard screaming and crying. I tensed up. I heard Cameron's voice, "Anna stop. Please stop." My body relaxed. As much as I wanted to go in there, they need to be alone. I turned around, going to find Carter.

Anna's pov://

I sat on the cold floor, broken and empty. It's like nothing can fill me anymore. I just wish things could be the way they were before Rick came back. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. Cameron softly rubbed my back as we sat there.

"We are gonna stay here today, okay?" He said and I nodded.

He stood up, picking me up with him and sat me down on the bed. He took off his shoes and shirt as we got under the covers. I laid my head on his chest as he pulled the covers over my shoulder.

"Do you trust me?" He asked. I nodded. "We are going somewhere in a few hours, but for now try to get some rest. I know you're tired."I closed my eyes.

I wonder where we are going. I really didn't want to do anything today. Of tomorrow. Or ever.

"Anna, wake up." I heard Cameron speak softly. I rubbed my eyes, opening them slightly. "Go get ready. We are going somewhere."

I nodded, getting up and stretching. I went into the bathroom and washed my face. I'm sure I look much better without mascara smudged across my cheeks. I brushed my hair and teeth and then went back in the room. Since I was already dressed, I put on some shades and shoes.

"You ready?" Cam asked opening the door. I nodded and followed him out. The walk to the rental car was silent. I was about to get in when he grabbed my hand and turned me around to face him. He lifted my chin up to look at him. His eyes were still puffy from crying earlier. "I'm doing this for you okay. I just want to help." He said softly. I could see the sincerity in his eyes. I nodded. He kissed my head before opening the door for me and I got in. Where in the world is he taking me?

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove. It's been about an hour and I'm getting worried. "Cam, where are you taking me?" I hesitantly asked.

"I can't tell you." He replied.

"You're scaring me." I stated, pulling my legs up into the seat.

He glanced over at me. "Just trust me."

I nodded, leaning my head against the window and looking out. I have no clue where we are and no clue where he's taking me. The more I watched, the more nervous I got so I just closed my eyes ignoring the anxiety. A little while later, I felt the car stop. I slowly opened my eyes looking around. I couldn't tell where we were, the car was already parked and there wasn't a sign on the building.  Cameron got out of the car but I sat staring at the unknown building. It gave me chills, something about it made me anxious. Cameron opened my door and helped me out. I just stood, staring at the building.

"Come on." Cameron said.

"I don't wanna go in there Cam." I mumbled.

"Why?" He asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Just trust me, okay?" He asked. I looked up at him and back at the building.

"Okay." I gave in and started walking. We entered the door and I immediately knew where I was. The prison. I grabbed onto Cameron's arm. "No! Why are we here?" I asked.

"You have to see him." He replied and I shook my head. "I want you to see him, to see that's he's locked up, for good."

"Can we please leave? I don't want to." I pleaded, tugging at his hand.

"I'm right here. I won't leave your side okay?" He said and I slowly nodded.

We continued walking and he said something to the lady at the front desk. I wasn't paying any attention. I was just wishing to go back to the hotel. She said something and motioned for us to follow her. We continued walking behind her through some doors and up the stairs. We arrived at a balcony overlooking a large room which looked somewhat like a cafeteria.

"He's right down there." She said pointing to a table.

I hesitantly looked down where she had pointed. He was there. He was right there in front of me. I clutched onto Cameron's hand tighter and he put his other arm around me.

"See, he's here. He's locked up, and he's not getting out. You're safe now." He whispered.

I just stood silent, taking it all in. He's gone, forever. He's locked up. He can't hurt me anymore. A tear rolled down my cheek and I wrapped my arms around Cameron. I sighed in relief as he hugged me back, holding me close to his chest.

"You ready?" Cam asked after a few minutes.

I took one last look at Rick before nodding. I wiped my cheeks as we exited. I was still holding his hand, but not as tightly this time. I walked out of the doors with a new sense. A feeling that I could move on from this and be happy. We reached the car and I grabbed Cameron's hands.

"Thank you." I spoke.

"You don't have to thank me. I'd do anything for you." He smiled.

I stood on my tip toes, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I love you so so much. I'm so lucky to have you." I whispered.

"I love you more baby. You will always be my baby sister and I'll always be here for you. Nothing will ever come between us." He replied.

I kissed his cheek before letting go and getting in the car. I sat criss cross as he drove and I turned on the radio.

"No matter what you say, no matter what you do! I only wanna do bad things to you! So good, that you can't explain it! What can I say it's complicated?" I sang along to Bad things.

"That's dirty dirty." Cameron chuckled.

I laughed and continued with the rap part. "Okay yeah I'm insane, but you the same. Let me paint the picture yeah. Couch by the kitchen yeah. Nothin but your heels on, losing our religion. You're my pretty little vixen, and I'm that voice inside your head that keeps telling you to listen to all the bad things I say." Cameron cut me off by changing the station.

"Hey!" I said, crossing my arms.

"I don't like you saying that dirty stuff." He said shaking his head.

"Ughhhh." I groaned leaning back in the seat. "Who are you to judge when you listen to Drake on repeat?" I questioned.

"Okay, you're right, but still." He shrugged.

I laughed at him and changed it back seeing him shake his head out of the corner of my eye.

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