Peyton:
"Guys don't wake her up!" I heard dad whisper. I made a small noise still pretending to be asleep. Ricky honked an air horn, but I kept my eyes shut. "She's a really heavy sleeper..." Six air horns went off. "I-Is she...dead?"
"Nope." I sat up rubbing my eyes. "What's for breakfast dad?" I paused and remembered something. "Oh my god!"
"What's wrong?"
"The police are searching houses in about two days... remember what Mel said?"
"We have two days. Don't worry." I gulped but said ok. They didn't make any breakfast so I just made a blackberry smoothie. "That looks soo good." Dad said. I took a big long sip.
"It is." I gave him the cup and he took a sip. He made the most disgusted face ever. "What?" I said trying to suppress my laughter.
"It tastes... weird."
"Ya, peanut butter powder does that." I laughed and almost choked on my smoothie. "So I was thinking... I'll get my hair dyed today.."
"Ok.. I guess so." I went upstairs to change. I threw on a white tank top, black skinny jeans, and white toms. I went back downstairs and told dad I was leaving.
*After hair dying*
My hair is ombré pink. The bottom is white and the very top is dark pink. I came home but the guys were gone. As I was sitting on the couch, I felt like I was being watched. "Maybe I'm just being paranoid..." After I said that I got a text from a blocked number.
From: xxx-xxx-xxxx
You aren't being paranoid.
"What the..." I laughed. Who cares if I'm being watched? It's not like I'm not weak or anything like that.
"Boo!" A hand grabbed my shoulder and I elbowed someone's face. "Ow!" I accidentally elbowed Connor... Oops... I should feel bad, but I don't. It's a horrible idea to scare me.
"It's your fault." I said glancing at him.
"You didn't need to elbow him!" Sam said as the rest of the guys came out from hiding.
"What was I supposed to do?! You guys can't just scare me like that!"
"Well elbowing him isn't the answer!" Dad said.
"Ok," I started standing up. "Next time some creep from the streets grabs me, I'll let him because 'elbowing him isn't the answer'" I stormed upstairs, slammed my door and locked it. I was staring at the wall.
Apparently I was looking at the wall for quite some time because it's already 5:30. I slowly came downstairs making sure no one was in the living room. Of course they were. I ignored them because it is what's best for all of them right now. I sat in the kitchen staring at my hands as I dug my nails into my palms(Like when you make a fist, your nails go into your palms). I was doing that, but with more force. My nails are long so it hurt more.But I guess I pressed too hard because I had blood dripping from my palms. I sighed and walked upstairs holding my hands in an old rag. I rinsed them in some hot water and found bandages. Once they were wrapped I went back down stairs. I probably should have wiped the blood off the table first. Oh well. "Peyt, did you do this to yourself?" Kian asked. "Do you... cut?"
"I don't cut, but I did do that. I was doing something and I cut my self." Dad grabbed my arms, took off the bandages, and looked at my palms.
"These are nail marks." I shifted uncomfortably. He kissed each of my palms. "Sorry for scaring you." I hugged him.
"It's fine... just stop scaring me or someone will die." They looked at me an backed up. "I'm kidding. I love you guys to much to kill you." We chilled the rest of the day until the door bell rang... The Los Angeles Sheriff department.
"Hi... I'm deputy Derland. Is Peyton here?"
"That's me." I walked towards him.
"Alright. Our search on this house is beginning."
"I thought you guys came in two days?"
"It was changed to today." The bad part is, we can't touch anything until their done. No matter what, I'm getting separated from the boys.
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Is it bad that I'm thinking about adding a third book? I haven't finished this or started the second book and I'm ready thinking about a third. Oh boy.
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FanficPeyton Hill, a 15 year old orphan, who has had to suffer through to much. She's been at the orphanage since she was eight and doesn't believe she'll get adopted. But then she gets adopted by Jc Caylen. Her life changes for the better....and the wors...
