"So, what are you and Scott planning on doing?" I asked AJ as we raced down the highway in her actual car. It looked so much like the rental car that it was almost ridiculous. "You have a whole week to waste. Do you have anything planned?"

Her sunglasses fell to the tip of her nose, and she turned toward me and smirked as she looked over them. "Do you really want to know?"

"Never mind."

"Hah, I was just joking, Jordan!" AJ giggled, pushing her sunglasses back up. "We'll probably just hang out or something. I'm going to have to see my family, too. Speaking of that, are you just going to see your grandma, or are you seeing your parents, too?"

"Of course I'm going to see my parents," I answered with a shrug. "I'm going to be staying at home, so I'm going to have to see them unless I sneak through the window."

"You'd fall down if you had to sneak through the window."

"Thanks, AJ."

"It's true! Remember the time when you, Chelsea, and I had to pretty much scale the side of Lexi's house to get in through her window when Bruce broke up with her? She didn't want to see anyone, and we pretty much gave her a heart attack when we finally got inside. But do you remember what happened before that?" AJ remembered, giving me a pointed look.

I crossed my arms over my chest, staring at the ground flatly. "Maybe."

"You fell, remember?" AJ informed me, as if I didn't know. "You almost got to her window, but you fell and almost crushed Chelsea. But I'm sure, even if you actually did crush her, she would have laughed just as hard as she actually did."

"It wasn't funny," I insisted. "That really hurt."

"But Jesse came over to help you."

"He came over to laugh."

"I still find it kind of creepy that he lives a few houses down from Lexi. Who knows he if was watching us or not?" AJ inquired, shaking her head as her grip on the steering wheel tightened. "He's so stupid."

Out of all my friends, I believed that AJ hated Jesse the most, after me, of course. But it all seemed to really happen after Aimee started showing interest in him. I would never tell her this, but I was sure she was just jealous that Jesse had Aimee's attention. She wanted her best friend back.

I only shrugged, mumbling, "Yeah."

I really didn't want to remember that day. It was the day after we had stopped hanging out with Aimee, and Lexi still stayed locked in her room. Her mom said she didn't want to see anybody, but that didn't stop us from climbing into her room. AJ was first, then me, and then it was Chelsea. I ended up losing my footing and tumbling to the ground, almost taking Chelsea with me.

Let's just say I woke up five minutes later with Jesse and Chelsea hovering over me laughing his ass off, and a serious headache. AJ was even trying her best not to laugh.

Was it really that funny when someone got hurt? I didn't really think so. I could have died!

I knew my friends cared, but they could have showed a little more compassion or something. I mean, what if I was dead? People died from falling off of buildings before... But did that even cross their minds? I highly doubted that it did.

"It's so good to have my old car back again," AJ sighed as she hit the gas a little too hard. "Even though I'm so not used to it anymore."

"This looks exactly like your rental car, though," I pointed out, looking around the car as I did so. "The only difference is that the carpet's a different color."

AJ shrugged. "Still different to me."

I rolled my eyes, leaning against the window. I was still a little spooked from the almost run-in with Hunter, but I was glad that I was far away from him then. I wasn't going to have to worry about him for a whole week, and I was really looking forward to that.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home later?" AJ asked as she dropped me off in front of my grandmother's house. "I won't mind if I have to come and get you."

"No," I dismissed with a shake of my hand, waving my hand in front of my face. "I only live a couple of blocks away. I'll just walk home; it's no big deal. I used to do it all the time."

AJ smiled, nodding at me. "Alright," she grinned, giving me a short wave before stepping on the gas and speeding away quickly. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I watched her go. She was so excited to see Scott... I wondered if he was as excited to see her.

 I let out a long sigh, turning around and toward my grandmother's house. It had seemed so long since I had been there, and I couldn't wait to be back inside the house. Away from Jesse and Hunter, and all the other problems I was going through.

I used the extra key that she kept under the mat to enter her house. I jab it into the lock and twisted the cold doorknob, pushing the door open and quickly shutting it behind me. The first thing I noticed was the familiar smell of my grandmother's famous cookies, the smell of my childhood.

"Jordan!" my grandmother grinned, walking into the family room with a hot plate of cookies. "It's so great to see you! It's been so long!"

I walked over to my grandmother, hugging her tightly. She was the closet person to me, other than my friends, and I had really missed her. I was so glad to be back in her house, smelling the cookies that I had smelled ever since I was a baby.

"How are things around here?" I asked when we finally pulled away from each other. I placed my hands on my hips, letting out a long sigh as I looked down at the plate of cookies that she had placed on the coffee table. I couldn't wait to eat them. "It's been so long since I've checked in..."

"Things are fine," my grandmother answered with a smile, picking up and handing me a cookie. "But how are things with you? How's Jesse?"

"Dallas is fine," I said sternly, acting as if she had asked me about him. "He's doing just fine."

My grandmother rolled her eyes before shoving the whole plate of cookies into my arms. She then steered me into the kitchen and made me sit down at the table. I picked up and cookie and bit down on it, smiling happily when the familiar taste hit my tongue.

"Is Jesse doing alright?" she asked again, and I thought I felt my eye twitch.

I took another bite of the cookie, quickly gobbling it up before I grabbed another one. "Jesse's fine, I guess."

"That's good, that's good," she nodded, folding her hands in her lap as she sat down across from me. "Why didn't he come along? I would have loved to formally meet him... Don't his parents live here?"

I blanked for a second when I realized that that was another thing I didn't know about Jesse. I had no idea about his parents at all.  

And I thought I knew so much about him.

I really needed to think before I spoke.

"Yeah, I guess they do," I answered with a shrug, reaching for another cookie. "But I guess he didn't want to see them or something. He stayed in Maine with pretty much everybody else."

"Who else came back with you?" my grandma now questioned, still smiling that sweet smile of hers.

"AJ," I shrugged, taking two cookies now. "She wanted to see her boyfriend. And I'm sure she's going to go see her family after she does. She sure missed Scott... It was almost ridiculous how much she missed him. I think she really might be in love with him..."

It made me jealous. AJ had a great guy like Scott to love, and he love her back. I had Dallas, but he hadn't told me he loved me or anything. And I wasn't even sure if I loved him either. Everything was just so confusing, and I wished that I had someone that I knew loved me.

My grandmother continued to smile, looking so wise that I almost felt intimidated. She was eighty-years-old, but I would think any tough guy in some gang would be intimidated if they had to sit there and watch my grandmother while eating cookies.

Maybe even Hunter, probably.

Well, then again... Probably not Hunter. I wondered if there was anything that he was afraid of. I didn't think that it was possible...

I even wondered if Jesse was afraid of anything. He never seemed scared of anything. He did say that he was afraid for me about Hunter, though... But that was for me, not for him. Was he really afraid of something? Jesse Jacobsen didn't seem like the type that would be scared about anything.

When there was a knock on the door, I jumped. My grandmother gave me a strange look, but all I could do was stare at my lap flatly. I had gotten so jumpy ever since meeting Hunter, and I hated it. Nothing good came out of being too jumpy...

My grandmother started to get up to answer the door, but I quickly jumped up before she could get out of her chair. "I'll get it," I told her, grabbing another cookie before making my way back to the front door. I took a bite out of the cookie as I strolled lazily to the door, grabbing onto the door handle with my crumb-free hand before pulling it open quickly.

My eyes widened when I saw AJ standing there, her eyes glassy. She looked like she was trying her best not to cry.

"AJ...?" I blinked, swallowing the last of the cookie. "Are you alright?"

She blinked multiple times, staring at the ground before flying forward and wrapping her arms around my neck and sobbing into my shoulder. All I could do was pat her back and wait for her to calm down a little so I could shut the door and go back inside.

When her sobbing subsided a little, I shut the door before sitting her down on the couch. She continued to sob into her hands until I sat next to her. "What's wrong, AJ?" I asked. "Weren't you going to see Scott?"

"Don't ever mention his name again!" she wailed, causing my grandmother to come skidding out of the kitchen. She looked between me and AJ for a moment, until she stopped to give me a look that asked me what was going on and if she was okay.

I shrugged, shaking my head and motioning her to go back into the kitchen. She nodded, stepping back and closing the door before AJ could see her.

"Why not?" I now asked, kind of feeling awkward for a reason I didn't know.

"Because he's a stupid, conniving, heartless, mean, evil, womanizing bastard!" she shouted, falling into my shoulder once again and letting out a loud sob. "He's so stupid! I hate him, I hate him!"

"What happened?" I demanded, pushing her away lightly so I could look at her. "AJ, stop crying for a second and just tell me what happened."

"He found someone else, apparently!" she announced furiously, scrubbing at her tears. "I get to his house and he's on the bed making out with some blonde college girl! He supposedly 'fell in love with her' while we were gone! He said that he was going to find a better way to tell me, but I'm sure that he wasn't! What a stupid, stupid, stupid idiot! I hate him!"

Scott was such a nice guy. It didn't even seem like him... And some college girl? How low was he? Had he been fooling us the entire time? He was so nice...

I only blinked, trying to think of what to say. I had never been that great with advice. Usually it was Chelsea or Lexi that handled this sort of thing... But I was the only one there for AJ now. I had to be a good best friend and comfort her while she was hurt.

"He doesn't deserve you," I told her, rubbing her shoulder lightly. "He's a complete and total bastard and he doesn't deserve you at all. And some college girl? That's ridiculous. She'll dump his sorry ass in a week, don't worry. But look on the bright side, you still have Adam!"

That just caused her to wail even more. "But I want Scott!"

I was so not good at helping when it came to anything, was I?

"Grandma!" I cried, desperate for some help. "Could you come in here please?"

My grandma was in the room in the next second, and I couldn't help but shoot her a flat look. I knew that she had been standing at the door, listening, just waiting to be called at any time, as if she knew that I was going to need her help.

Which she probably did.

Because, come on, I was horrible at this kind of stuff.

My grandmother helped AJ off the couch and into the kitchen, me following after them silently. She offered AJ a cookie, and she sadly accepted it. She nibbled on it as she explained what happened, and my grandmother actually gave her wonderful advice.

Not that that surprised me.

AJ stayed with us for another three hours until she said that she should get home and see her family. I nodded, giving her a hug before she drove off. She had asked if I wanted a ride, but I told her that I'd just walk home. So what if it was dark? I used to do it all the time...

"I'll see you tomorrow morning, Grandma," I told her, giving er a tight hug at her front door. AJ had left two hours before, and my grandmother and I spent the time playing old board games that we used to play when I was a kid. I'd never admit it out loud, but it was still really fun. The way my grandmother got whenever she lost was just hilarious. "I have to go see Mom and Dad before they freak."

My grandmother smiled, waving me away. "Shoo, shoo. I don't want you getting your head bit off by your mother. You know she'll skin you if you're late... So shoo!"

I rolled my eyes at my grandmother, waving at her. The way she was talking about her daughter made me laugh, since it was true. My mother normally wasn't strict, and neither was my father, but my mother's number one pet peeve was when someone was late. She just couldn't stand it, but her reactions were usually amusing, so I didn't really mind when I got in trouble for it.

I stepped off her porch and down her path, turning onto the sidewalk and strolling carelessly back to my house. I only lived a few blocks away, so it wasn't like I was scared that I had to walk around in the dark or anything like I had done when I cut my foot open at the camp.

The only lights were coming from the dim streetlights above me, and I shoved my pockets into my jacket pockets and let out a long sigh. I couldn't wait to be in my old bed and sleep. I had forgotten what it felt like. Was it going to be as comfy as the camp bed I had gotten so used to? I sure hoped so.

A week felt so long. The camp now felt like my home, and this place was just a vacation. But this was where I belonged. This was where all my friends were from, where Dallas was from, and even where Erica was from. But that also meant that Hunter was from here as well, which wasn't a good thing.

I had said that Scott was perfect for AJ, and I really thought that they were in love with each other. AJ was in love with him for sure, but Scott had to be a jerk and go off with some blond college chick that was probably just going to break up with him. He was just a senior like AJ and me, so why would a college girl be interested in him? Sure, he was good looking, I guess, but not that attractive.

I let out another sigh as I tried to think of something else. I didn't want to think about Jesse, Hunter, or Scott. But it seemed like it was impossible as I continued to walk under the streetlights, enjoying the silence that surrounded me. It was the absolute best sound, if it could even be heard.

I was stopped when someone suddenly slipped right in front of me, almost causing me to run into them. I stepped back, looking up at the giant man before me. He had a giant scar going down the left side of his face, and I didn't dare stare at it for too long. It felt like if I did, it would come to life and attack me.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing out so late?" the man asked, stepping toward me. I took another step back, only resulting in running into something hard. It took me to second to realize that it was a chest, and without even having to look at him, I knew he was just as big as scar-face.

The man behind me suddenly grabbed my arms, stopping me from going anywhere else. I was going to scream until what the man with the scar said something that made me freeze.

"Hunter was right. You are a very, very pretty girl."

My eyes widened. Hunter? They knew Hunter? Did that mean... Did that mean they were a part of his gang? Did that mean they knew Jesse?

Thinking of Jesse right then made me bite the inside of my cheek in anger. He got me into this! He got Hunter to get these two burly guys to kill me! It was all Jesse Jacobsen's fault, that stupid bastard! He probably wouldn't have even cared if I died!

My eyes widened even more when I saw another six guys step around us, making it impossible more me to escape. Where were they coming from? And how did Hunter tell them about me? It just didn't make any sense! Why was this happening to me? Jesse couldn't save me this time... He was all the way across the country!

"L--let go of me," I demanded. "Let go of me, or I'll scream!"

"Now I don't think that's a good idea, Jordan."

The familiar voice only made my eyes widen ever more, if that was even possible. Coming out of the darkness and into the light of the streetlight we were under, Hunter's different colored eyes shined evilly. I wanted to scream even more than, but I could feel my body stat to shut down as I tried to think of what I was supposed to do. There was no way Jesse could save me...

"Let me go," I demanded again. "It's Jesse you want, isn't it? So why are you going after me?"

Hunter continued to give me a wicked grin. "Why not steal his girlfriend? He stole mine, didn't he?"

"Girlfriend?" I shrieked loudly, not even meaning to be that loud. "I'm not his girlfriend! I'm his enemy! I hate him, and he hates me! Are you blind or something?"

Hunter rolled his eyes, stepping closer to me and taking the man with the scar's place in front of me. I came up to his chest, and I felt even more intimidated than when I was sitting with my grandma eating cookies. But could you blame me?

"Enemy, eh? Sure, okay, let's go with that. Your enemy Jesse stole my enemy, so I'm going to steal his enemy right back," Hunter drawled, and I couldn't help but shoot a flat look at him. Did he seriously not believe that Jesse and I were only enemies? I hated him!

"And how exactly are you going to steal me?" I asked flatly, still trying to break from his minion's grasp. "It's not like I'm going to fall for you or anything."

Hunter grinned evilly. "I mean stealing in a whole different way."

The way he said this made chills shoot up my spine, and I couldn't try to act tough anymore. He terrified me, he really did, and I just wanted to go home, or back to the camp. I didn't want to be anywhere near Hunter Drax or any of his minions.

"Pl--please don't kill me," I begged, shaking my head so he wouldn't see my tears. "Please, please don't kill me..."

He rolled his eyes once again. "Stupid, I'm not going to kill you," he informed me. "Just take this as a... warning."

"W--warning?"

Hunter snapped, and his minion was suddenly no longer behind me. I knew that this was a chance to run, but there was nowhere that I could have gone. There was a circle of guys around Hunter and me, and there would be no way I could have escaped.

Hunter was behind me seconds later, moving my hair out of the way and off my shoulder so he could see my neck. This caused me to jump, but my body still didn't allow me to move any farther than that.

His fingers lingered on my hair before lightly brushing against my neck. I felt chills of disgust shoot through my body, and I wanted nothing more than to turn around and sock him so hard in the face that his green eye would turn blue. But even if my body wasn't frozen, I was sure his goons would have stopped me before I could.

"Jesse must be willing to do anything for you..." Hunter chuckled, still tracing patterns on my neck. "And I don't blame him."

He then leaned closer, so close that his lips were almost touching my ear. "You can tell your boyfriend-wannabe that I'm not going to stop until he's dead. I won't stop hunting you down, I won't stop making your life completely miserable until Jesse Jacobsen is in the ground. I won't stop. And you don't want to get your other little friends involved, do you? Like the one that was sobbing earlier today...?"

I felt my breath catch in my throat. He wouldn't leave me alone until Jesse was dead...?

No. That wasn't going to happen. Even if I couldn't stand him, I didn't want him dead. Jesse wasn't going to die because of some mistake that he made in the past.

"Why don't you just forget about it and move on with your life?" I asked harshly, not even turning my head to look at him. His lips were still right by my ear, I could feel his breath on my skin, and I wanted nothing more than to push him away from me and run.

"I don't forget anything," he breathed, letting out a low chuckle. "Jesse Jacobsen is going to pay. Even if that means killing the girl he's oh-so-desperately in love with..."

He was going to kill Yolanda? Did Jesse used to talk to her about them like he did with him? I sure hope he didn't... Yolanda was too innocent to die. She was the sweetest and kindest person I had ever met! But now... was her life on the line?

"This is just a warning, Jordan," he told me. "And a goodbye, for now. But don't worry. We'll be seeing each other again very soon..."

He then leaned forward, planting a lingering kiss on my neck. This caused me to rip away from him, now turning around to face him. He was grinning wickedly at me, and I wanted to bash his face in so much... His lips were so cold, and his touch was even colder. I wanted him away from me.

"Don't touch me," I snapped, stepping away.

Hunter smirked. "Saving yourself for Jesse, huh? I don't understand why..."

"Why don't you just go lust after Erica and leave me be?" I asked boldly, waving him away from me. "I'm sure you two will be very happy with each other if you both just leave me alone."

"You know Erica?" he asked, that wicked grin still there. "What a coincidence. So, she's seen Jesse again, too?"

"He's not interested in her," I stated, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at him. "He's not interested in her at all. Just go back to Maine and beg her to come back, won't you? Just leave Jesse and me alone! We did nothing to you!"

Hunter stepped closer to me once again. "You might have done nothing," he started menacingly. "But Jesse Jacobsen's the reason why I'm not with Erica now. And you're something he doesn't want to lose. If I kill you, I pretty much kill him, too."

"You said you weren't going to kill me," I informed him, as if he didn't know. I tried to sound brave, but I knew that I sounded like a weak little girl. "This is just a warning, isn't it? Are you going to go back on your word?"

Hunter grinned as he placed a hand over his heart. "I'm a man of my word, Jordan. I don't go back on anything I say. So, when I say I won't stop until Jesse Jacobsen is dead, I won't stop until Jesse Jacobsen is dead. And, even though I'm not going to kill you now, I'd like him to know that you're definitely a target. Making him worry about you is just something else I'm looking forward to..."

I took a step back, just wanting to be away from him now. I wasn't tired anymore, but I wanted to go home. I wanted to be away from him.

"I'll let you go now, Jordy," he sighed, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets. "But don't forget, I'm not stopping until I get Erica back. Except, you would be a nice replacement..."

His grin made me cringe, and I stepped away once again. "Don't you like older women or something? Isn't Erica, like, four years older than you?"

"She's only two years older than me," he informed me, as if it didn't matter at all. And I guess it didn't, but I found it kind of strange when the girl was older than the guy. But that meant that Hunter was only twenty... He looked no older than Jesse, who was eighteen.

"And so what if the replacement's a little younger than me? Do you really think I care?"

Never. Not in a million years. He couldn't even pay me to be with him!

"And I won't stop until Jesse Jacobsen's in the ground," he continued with his evil smirk. "I don't care what I have to do, or who I have to go through, but I'll get what I want. I always do."

Hunter now snapped, and his goons started to move away. "Remember, Jordan," he laughed. "I always get what I want!"

And before I knew it, he was gone. I was standing there under a dim streetlight, all by myself, just staring into the darkness. I didn't even think I could move anymore.

Without even knowing what I was doing, I found myself opening the front door to my house and stepping inside. I went through the hellos with my parents quickly, only half paying attention, and I quickly excused myself to go up to my room to sleep.

But it took me hours until I could finally rest and fall asleep. All I could think about were those two different colored eyes, the feel of his hands on my body, and the feel of his cold lips on my neck.

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