I was watching the movie with the boys, as my phone started ringing. It was a no caller ID, I dunno why. But every time I get a no caller ID, my heart pounds so fast that it could explode any second. "Who's ringing you?" Ethan asked as I placed my phone to my chest.

"Excuse me." I excused myself, as I got off of the couch and went somewhere quiet. I answered the phone call. "Hello, Deanna Winston speaking."

"Oh my." Oh shit.

"Who the hell is this?" I questioned, having a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Oh baby girl, it's your dear old friend. You know the ones who you shot at, making their car explode. How's those boys of yours doing, what are their names again? Ethan and Grayson?"

"What do you want?" I gritted my teeth.

"Well we've been looking for your dear old uncle reggie, have any idea where he might be?"

"I don't know where he is, if I did. I wouldn't tell you." I whispered aggressively into the phone.

"Oh then, well I guess you're next. If we can't find you, as I know you've got something on your phone. So no one can track you down, but what if! What if! We touch one of your precious boys?"

"Go. To. Hell." I stated aggressively.

"Woohoo! Someone's gotten braver since I last had my hands on her, your scared faced. Seeing my kill your mummy and daddy in front of you." My eyes started filling up with water. I sniffed, holding back the tears.

"Listen up, ok? If you lay a hand on one of them, even my Reggie? I'll hunt you down and kill you, making you wish your mummy kept her legs shut. You can hunt me, beat me, kill me. But for gods sake, do not! Touch them."

"Awww how sweet, you even came back with a mummy joke. I never made a deal that I won't touch one of them, better keep an eye on those boys. My men will be everywhere." Then he hung up, I clenched my phone hard. I chucked it on the table, feeling my blood boil. I clenched my fists, as I snapped. Using my left hand, punching the wall so hard. Making a huge thud, go through the whole warehouse. Hearing Grayson and Ethan yell out my name, all I could do was look down at my hand. Seeing it all bruised, my hand shaking. Also seeing I put a small hole in the wall.

"Deanna!?" Grayson and Ethan came into the kitchen, seeing the hole. Then looking at me, they both looked at my knuckles.

"Oh my god." Grayson said, walking over to me. Taking my hand, slowly. While Ethan hugged me from behind. Grayson moved my hand a bit, making me wince. "Sorry." He said, as I rested my head on Ethan's arm. Feeling my eyes water, but I held them back. Grayson continued to observe my hand.

"What happened?" Ethan questioned me.

"Punched the wall." I replied, as I sighed heavily. They cannot know about the phone call.

"Can you move your hand?" Grayson asked, as I tried to move it. But it hurt to much.

"Not really, it hurts like a bitch." I explained, as Ethan rested his head against mine. In a comfort way, while Grayson looked at me softly.

"We need to take your to the hospital, it might be broken." Grayson explained, as I groaned. I've hated hospitals since I was a kid.

"Do I have to?" I questioned, feeling Ethan let go of me.

"You have to, we'll take Graysons car." Ethan said, shoving me. As I rolled my eyes, they got me into the car. As I kept looking down at my phone, waiting for a call from Reggie. I saw at the top of my vision, Grayson and Ethan. Both kept exchanging looks, or either looking back at me. We eventually got to the hospital, they helped me out. Grayson closed the door for me, while they took me to the front desk.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The nurse asked, while Grayson dragged me in front of him. Placing his hands on my shoulders.

"My friend here, I think she might've broken her hand. Can you take a look please?" He asked of her.

"Of course, one of you need to fill this in for her." The nurse passed a board and Ethan took it.

"I can still write." I explained.

"I'm doing it." Ethan explained, putting his foot down. I raised my eyebrows, as we followed the doctor to a room. I sat on the bed, as the nurse done similar movement tests like Grayson done. I winced with most of them. "Your last name is winston right?" Ethan asked, as I nodded.

"Ok, Deanna?" The nurse questioned.

"Yep."

"We need to take you to have an X-ray." She explained, while I nodded. I got off of the bed.

"Birth date?" Ethan asked.

"March 12th, 1999." I told him.

"How long will the X-ray be?" Grayson asked the nurse.

"She'll be back in about 10 minutes." She told him, as I waved goodbye. To the twins following the lady. "Are they both your friends?" She questioned, I nodded in response. "They're good looking." I smiled shaking my head.

I got my X-ray done, taking myself back to the room. The boys jumped to their feet. "How'd it go?" They asked.

"The results will be ready in like 7 or so minutes." I explained. "Stop being stress heads." I told them, looking at the sheet Ethan done for me. Remembering Ethan's got my phone, as I couldn't take it in for X-ray. "That's actually pretty accurate." It was, all the way to the part where both my parents are deceased.

"Thanks." He replied, as my phone started ringing.

"Who is it?" I asked Ethan, hoping it wasn't the guy from earlier.

"Reggie." He explained, as soon as I went to take my phone. Grayson took it and left the room, talking to Reggie.

"The hell?" I was shocked that Grayson just done that, we waited for a while. The a doctor came in.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Richard." He was much older, greyer and slightly on the chubby side.

"Deanna, that's Ethan." I introduced us.

"Well I've got your results back, it looks like you've fractured three of your knuckles. You won't be able to use it for a month, seeing your other past history results. You'll heal right up." He explained.

"Ok, thank you." I told him.

"Let's bandage your hand, are you staying with Ethan?" Dr. Richards asked, while I sat myself on the bed.

"Yeah she is." Ethan spoke for me.

"Ok, make sure it's wrapped newly every day. Plus put on her knuckles this cream." Dr. Richards then passed Ethan a tube. "It'll take down the swelling and the hotness, plus help try and heal the bones."

"Got it." Ethan told him. While my hand was now wrapped.

"Thank you." I told the doctor, getting to my feet.

"Doing my job, don't go punching anymore walls you hear me?" I shyly smiled, nodding. The doctor left, while I hugged Ethan. "Thank you." I told him, as he hugged back.

"You're my person, who would I be if I didn't help?" I smiled, as I saw Grayson walking in still on the phone with reggie. They must be getting along, or Grayson just shit scared of an angry Reggie. I let go of Ethan, as Grayson nodded while talking to Reggie.

" Yes sir, here she is." Grayson passed me the phone, as I went outside myself.

"Hi Reggie." I said to him.

"Deanna! You ok?"

"I'm ok, I fractured three of my knuckles. Apparently cause of how fast my system works, I'll heal about a month." I explained to him.

"Did they contact you?"

"They did, it's the guy who killed mummy and daddy." I said feeling my throats close up.

"I'll try and sort it, I need you to make sure you stay with Grayson and Ethan ok?" I heard the worry in his voice.

"That's the thing, he's going after them."

"Exactly, you need to protect them while protecting yourself." I nodded.

"Yeah, got it."

"Plus, I like that Grayson kid. He's good for you-." I cut him off.

"Oh Reggie-." Reggie then cut me off.

"Hear me out, he seems to care about you a lot. He's a keeper, trust me. Ethan is a good kid as well, I've got my people." He's been spying on me?

"I love you Reggie. Need to go."

" I love you cupcake."

I hung up and walked back into the room where Grayson and Ethan were. They both pulled me into a hug. "Ready to go home?" Grayson asked, as I nodded in his chest.