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on the way home Mark drove i was to tired and stressed to even bother with it. i sat in the back seat and staired out the window.

my phone vibrated in my hand looking at the screen i didnt regonize the number.

"hello?" i asked looking to the front of the car.

"elizabeth?" i heard some one say/

"who is this?" i say as my heart beat picks up.

Mark looks at me in the rearview mirror.

"its Shawn." i sigh in relief.and rub my eyes.

"whats up?"

"when are you coming home?" he asked in a low voice,

"were fixen to be there." i said rubbing my hand on my leg.

"good please hurry Gwen is freaking out that martin is she told him is going to kill him.and honestly i think she may do it,i dont know what this kid did but he is freaking gwen out and its pissing me off." he said irritadily,

" oh tell Gwen to Eli up to my room and to lock the door behind her please and not leave the room until i come and get her," i said in my beta voice,

'okay." he said,

malory turned and looked at me and frowned."shawn i have to go."

"okay bye,"

"mark we need to hurry up and get home,malory listen when we get in the house i need you to stay behind one of the boys maybe even two of them.'

"oka but why?"

i looked at her and sat there for a minute.

"please malory.'

she nodded her head and turnd back around,

Ten minutes later we pulled into the driveway , i didnt even wait until the car was fully stopped wheni jumped out and ran into the house.

i went into the living room to see everyone but Gwen and Martin there,

"where is he?' i asked looking at anyone but Allen.

"well he is in a closet?" jerry said trying not to laugh,

"why the hell is he in a closet?"

"because thats where gwen shoved him before she took the baby upstairs," Matt says crossing his arms over his chest looking at me suspiciously.

"which one."

they pointed to the closest closet.i walked over and pulled the chair out from the door handle. i know for a fact that he could have gotten out of that closet if he tried.

i yanked the door open and looked at the boy standing in front of me.he looked scared.and i was glad he did.i hoped he pissed his pants.

i was seeing read and i could tell that everyone in the house could tell that i was pissed.

martin stood there wide eyed and a clentched jaw.he had his hands in his pockets.

"get out side now." i said through clentched teeth,

he slowley walked past me and headed towards the front door," back yard" i said while walking towards the back door i was clentching my fists at my side and slung open the sliding glass door.

i walked towards the woods, walking in i stopped twenty feet into the woods,

i turned around and looked to that martin had actually followed me.

i stood ther as martin walked over and stooped in front of me,

"elizabeth i -" i held up my hand and shook my head,

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