|3 years Ago|
Two months.
Seven weeks.
Forty-Nine days.
|Present|My lungs were screaming for air but I didn't stop.My legs were starting to ache in protest but I kept running.
From: Megan AdamsTo: Scarlett HudsonYou know how I always believed that there was good in this world, that the universe had a way of ultimately making things okay.
23|Present|I lay on my bed with my back against the head-board. I was trying to read but for some reason I just couldn't concentrate. My mind kept drifting off. Things in my life were getting too complicated.
|3 years ago|I picked up my lunch tray and started to make my way to the lunch table. I smiled when I saw Danielle waving animatedly in my direction.A familiar voice suddenly caught my attention.
|Present|I sighed in frustration as I smoothed down my dress.I couldn't
I stretched as I got out of bed. I checked the time it was already eleven, which was unusual for me. I never slept in, not even on the weekends.I made my way to my dresser leisurely. My eye went to the broken frame which Nichole had shattered a few days ago. Sara and I had stayed up late trying to glue the pieces back together but it didn't really make much of a difference, it was ruined. My heart clenched painfully. The photo-frame had been the last gift my mother had given.
He said midnight."Meet me outside at midnight."I still remembered his words clearly.I checked my watch for the hundred
I could feel the blood draining from my face.I felt like my heart had stopped beating.My eyes flickered to the gun Nichole was pointing in my direction."What are you doing Nichole?" I forced my voice to sound even.
To: MeganFrom: Hunter (Your Devilishly Handsome Brother)Hey Megs.
ONE MONTH LATER|Hunter|I swallowed nervously and walked up to the door. I rang the doorbell. Twice.
The smell of disinfectant stung my nose. I struggled to open my eyes.I was in a hospital. The bright light of the morning sun streamed through the windows. I tried to sit up but groaned as a sharp pang of pain raced up my should
My screams were muffled by the hand pressed over my mouth. Tristan dragged me into the house behind Ryder. Panic surged through me. The door slammed shut behind us, I heard the lock click into place."Look man. This is the last time I'm doing this for you. After this, I'm out for good." Tristan's panicked voice mumbled. He finally let me go. The first thing I noticed was all the armed men crowding the place. I recognized two of them, they were the ones who'd attacked me that night in the street, that time Hunter had been there to save me. My hands balled into fists as
The coffee shop had been full when Jace and I had arrived. The sun was just starting to set, and it was almost empty now."So, all this time. Hunter had been protecting you from Nichole?" Jace's face was tense with concentration.I nodded slowly.
|3 Years ago||Hunter|I rang the doorbell with my elbow. I knew Jace had an app programmed into his phone which alerted him whenever someone rang the doorbell.
|Hunter|I tried to find Scarlett in the sea of dancing bodies, somehow we'd gotten separated. I gritted my teeth when some drunk guy bumped into me.Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all.
|Hunter||3 Years Ago (Prom)|This was it.
|3 years Ago|I looked around in awe. The school gym had been completely transformed.Disco-lights, balloons, music.