Backpack (a justin bieber fanfiction)

part 11

Aubrey's pov

I ran as fast as I could throw the woods behind Ryan's house. I didn't want to stop because I knew if I stopped he'd find me and something bad would happen. I don't know what happened that morning but I knew I had to get out of there. Every step I took, I was closer to getting back to where my ship crashed. And the closer I got to that, the closer I was to finding my parents and uncovering the truth. Screw Justin. I needed to get and get this baby out of me. It was a mistake loving him. And I knew if I said that to his Beliebers, they'd rip me apart. I made him happy but I couldn't stay here any longer. I remembered what Ryan said to me after he got off the phone and gave me five hundred dollars in case Justin came to find me. "You hide in the closet and then when he thinks your in there, get out the window as quickly as possible. He might come to find you, but that means you need to jump over the border and get to the rent a car place and drive to Arizona to wherever your car is." And we had gotten me a passport just in case they asked me if I was a Canadian citizen and I would say that I was visiting someone.

Then I was a mile into the United States. I could hear police sirens behind and could see a red car on the horizon. I could see the car rental place. I ran inside and handed the guy my money.

"I need a car. Now." I gritted my teeth.

He looked up at me. "Are you that girl everyones been looking for. You're dating Justin Bieber."

"I need that car please." I sighed and gave him a small smile. "And you have the wrong person."

He shrugged and gave me the keys to a Toyota RAV4.

I started the engine and pulled out, hoping Justin wouldn't realized about the plan. I needed to get to Arizona as fast as possible.