2: Shadows

Peyton is done being depressed. It's been four years since her boyfriend, Justin Bieber, was shot by a guy named Colton--and now, all she wants to see is Colton, dead. Though, the familiar shadows are distracting her, because they all remind her of her boyfriend. What happens when she finds out that she was right, all along? And what happens when more shadows get into the picture? © 2013 by beliebervision. All Rights Reserved.

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7. Chapter 6

Peyton woke up with the nastiest headache in the world. It felt like a bear was inside of her brain, poking at it with its huge claws--over and over and over again. Ryan was sitting on the end of the bed that she was laying in, playing on his phone. When she sat up, he looked over at her and smiled. It didn't seem like a happy smile, though. 

"How's it going?" He asked. 

She glared at him. "I see I'm not dead like you wanted me to be." 

"Peyton, you know I was just mad." 

"Yeah, I know." She sighed. "It still hurt, though." 

Ryan patted her leg lightly. "I'm sorry. Are you feeling alright? We're going to have to get going soon." 

Peyton nodded and threw the covers off of herself. She disappeared into the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth, then she changed into jeans and a t-shirt that she didn't know she had. As she was putting her hair up into a ponytail, she asked Ryan:

"Where did you sleep, if I was in the bed?"

Ryan got up and started to pack the few things that he had brought into the room, back into his suitcase. "Someone brought you home at five in the morning. So I was already awake." 

She set her brush down. "What time is it now?" 

"Ten. I think if we leave now, then we should be in Arizona by ten tonight." 

"Alright." 

They finished packing up the rest of their stuff. Ryan was nice enough to bring Peyton's inside when she got back from the bar. He still hadn't told her who brought her back, but she figured it didn't really matter. Probably some guy that she's never met before in her life. Though, she didn't know how they knew where she was staying. 

While Ryan was putting the suitcases in the trunk, Peyton returned the keys to their room. She thanked the guy that was there and started to head out, but as she reached for the door, someone else opened it. 

It was the shadow-guy. Except, he wasn't wearing black. He had a normal gray sweatshirt on, and the same sunglasses were on his face. When he saw Peyton he gave a little gasp, and threw his head down so she couldn't see him. 

"So you have been following me!" She said. 

Still looking down, he said; "No, I haven't. It's just been a lot of coincidences. Please trust me, I'm not following you." 

Peyton crossed her arms. "Then why are you returning your keys at the same time as me?" 

"I'm not, I'm getting a room. Now move. I'm sure your boyfriend is waiting for you." He pushed his way around her, his head still down. 

"Ryan isn't my boyfriend!" She yelled over her shoulder. "My boyfriend's dead." She pushed the door open and the shadow-guy didn't say a word. Though, she thought she heard someone say:

"I wouldn't be so sure." 

 

Peyton couldn't wait to be out of the car. It was already about nine, and they were supposed to arrive in Arizona by ten. And Ryan still had to find a place for them to stay, so they'd have to look around for a while. She sighed and leaned her head up against the window. Only one more day until they reached California. One more day. 

Ryan looked more tired than he'd ever been. Peyton kept asking if he wanted her to drive the rest of the way, but he refused. 

"What's up?" He asked, his eyes still on the road. 

Peyton shrugged and looked out her window. She started to see buildings, so she knew that they were close to some kind of civilization. "Nothing. Just making a mental note about how tired you look." 

Ryan waved a hand to dismiss the thought. "I'm not tired. Maybe I'm hungry, but not tired. Do you want to stop at a gas station? We need gas anyways." 

"Sure." 

He drove for a few more minutes before stopping at a gas station. Peyton got out of the car, took some money from Ryan, and went inside the building so she could buy a water. Her head was still pounding, though she never really trusted any kind of painkillers anymore. There wasn't really a legitimate reason. She was just like that. 

The inside of the place was a dump. Empty wrappers were strewn across the floor, along with several beer bottles that Peyton wished actually contained beer so she could at least pass out and forget about everything again. That wouldn't help her headache though. She crossed the room and grabbed one out of one of the many freezers, then payed for it. 

Ryan was waiting in the car for her. He was on the phone, with who knows who--Ryan had too many friends. 

"So we can come stay with you?" 

"Yeah, it's no problem. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to see Peyton again. I miss that little bitch." 

Peyton rolled her eyes. Almost everyone referred to her as a bitch these days. Justin would've told her just to smash their face in and walk away, laughing at how stupid they look. 

"Hey don't call her that. Anyways, see you in a few." 

"Yep," 

"Bye." 

Ryan tucked his phone back into his pocket and turned to Peyton. "Guess who's in town? He's going to let us stay with him for the night." 

She opened her water and took a sip. "I should've known that it was another guy. Can't there be any girls around here?" 

"Well, if there was, they'd all be pregnant from all of the guys around here." Ryan smirked. 

"So who's in town?" She asked.  

He started the car. "Guess." They pulled out of the lot and started down the road again. Peyton tried to put some actual thought into her guess. Eventually, she gave up. 

"I don't know, Colton?" 

"Ha ha. I wish. That sure would make all of our lives easier. But, no. It's not Colton. Guess again." Ryan said. 

Peyton shrugged. "I have no idea." 

He shot her a pouty-face look. "Well that's unfortunate. I guess you'll just have to wait until we get there." 

She scoffed and sank down in her seat, trying to get at least five minutes of shut-eye before they got there. Her eyes never closed, though--they had already pulled into the driveway of what looked like a really big Arizona home. Ryan made a point of shutting his car door with a lot of force, so it made a lot of noise, so whoever was home could hear them. They walked around to the back of the car to grab their bags, just as their host came out the front door. 

Peyton squinted her eyes and tried to get a good look at them. It was too dark to see, but she could tell that they were tall. That's basically it. 

She grabbed her bag, shut the trunk, and made her way over to the front door where Ryan and the other guy were waiting. From the light of the entry way just behind the half-way opened door, she could see them clearly now. Peyton made an, oh-my-gosh-you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me face and they smirked. 

"I wasn't expecting to see double tonight." She crossed her arms. 

"It's been a long time, nice to see you again, Mrs. Bieber." 

Ryan Good stuck his hand out in a mocking gesture to get on Peyton's nerves. She glared at him, then pushed past him into the house. Behind her, she heard him say:

"Man I didn't realize how much I really missed the drama that comes with you guys." 

And she said, "Oh trust me, there's more to come, buddy." 

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