Author's Note:

I would like to add this to say that I do NOT own any of the songs, bands, movies, characters, themes, or anything associated with this movie or any of the lyrics, songs, or bands that are mentioned in this story.

Basically, what I'm saying is...

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!

I just wanted to make this clear and stated.

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Layla POV

California Rest In Peace, Simultaneous release

The music flows from the speakers of my small radio in my room, a useless attempt to pull me into my own world.

I sigh as I hear the loud voices arguing.. again. I try to focus again on the sketch pad in my lap and the pencil in my hand. I feel the slight anger begin to boil inside me as the voices get louder, screaming curses and exchanging insults that could make a sailor blush. I give up on my drawing and sigh frustration as I stand up from my bed and go to my dresser and pull out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and slip them on. I find a light blue short sleeved shirt with the picture of a black robot with a pink heart and pull it on. I quickly go to my bathroom and brush my unnatural golden-looking blonde hair. Long story short, I had a gothic faze and my once light brown hair turned almost black so I dyed it pink and erm.. not so good. So its blonde now. My hair probably hates me for all the dying, but it changes with my styles so its use to it by now, haha.

After my hair is acceptably straight, I grab my cherry chapstick and my driver's liscense and lock my bedroom door behind me and go down the stairs, the voices getting even louder as I near them. I sigh and shake my head. How did this get so bad? When? How long has it been like this? I cant be just now noticing this... could I? I'm shaken out of my thoughts by my mothers voice.

"Layla, why don't you give us some time to work things out?" My mom, Julia asked. I know she was just politely telling me to leave so they can continue to try to rip each others throats out, and I'm not up for staying here right now anyway.

"Ok, mom. I love you. I love you too Dad." I say as I reach for the frontdoor. I get a reply from both before the door shuts behind me and I begin to walk towards the tree-line. I get my cellphone from my jeans pocket and bring up Jacob's name.

Send to: Jacob! :)

Hey princess wats up?-LaLa

I kind of find it weird that my initials are all L. Hmm.. oh well. I get a buzz noise from my phone and find that I do indeed have a text back.

From: Jacob! :)

Ha Ha :P nm. bored & home. u?-JayJay

I decide I should probably ask if I could come over before showing up outta nowhere.

To: Jacob! :)

Can I come over? The monsters are outta their cages again. :(

A few moments and a few more feet into the very dense forest later, alone might I add, I got another text.

From: Unknown

Haven't you ever heard the stories of the little girl who ran off into the woods by herself?

My heart stopped, just as I finished reading that, a twig snapped somewhere near me. I look around me and see no one. I begin looking in all directions, quickly, but still seeing nothing.

Reply to: Unknown

Who are you, and where are you? Im not fucking around either bitch.

I hear a soft 'ding' directly near the tree that I'm standing by. My heart threatens to jump out of my chest and abandon me as I scream at the top of my lungs as a tan boy jumps out at me, screaming. I fall back and land on the soft mossy ground as he begins laughing. I recognize him, his hair now cut short, his muscles showing because his shirt is missing. I give him the darkest glare I can bring out at the moment as he puts his hands on his knees and laughs at me. I make an attempt to stand up, but he offers me his hand first. I look up to him, a mischevious glint in his still laughing eyes. I smack his hand away and try to stand myself, only to have him grasp my arms and help me up anyway. I sigh and look around for my phone, only to see it in his outstretched palm. I look from my phone to him before making a quick grab for it.

"Ah ah ah, not so fast, cupcake." He says. I sigh angrily and look at him as he reads my new text.

"What the fuck do you want, Paul?" I ask with a tone of obvious annoyance which causes him to grin.

"Why are you going to Jacobs? And dont you know Its dangerous walking out in these woods alone. Especially for a girl." He states before going through my phone. I try to stop him, but he holds me back with one arm while smiling.

"My parents are fighting again." I say, defeated hoping he wont see some of the texts. Hes got anger issues, and we're alone in a forest.. and I insulted him quite a few times through texts. "Can I please have my phone?" I ask politely. He pauses and looks at me, suprised by my manners. I have to admit, so was I. He furrows his brows together in slight confusion before handing my phone back to me, almost cautiously. I throw it in my pocket before he changes his mind. I glare at him once more before turning and beginning to walk again. When I looked back, he was gone. I shake my head and before I knew it, I was infront of Jacob's home.

"Hey beautiful!" Jacob greets me as He runs out and picks me up and twirls me around, smiling before sitting me down on the ground again.

"I missed you, munchkin!" He says playfully. Everyone calls me something, I'm kind of short.. only 5 ft 1. I lightly push him as we walk towards his home.

"Shut up sasquatch. Whats new with you and your weirdness?" I ask as we sit on his porch. He shrugs but then lights up.

"Oh, um, do you remember when we were little and that girl we use to play with all the time, she had brown hair?" Jacob asks as I rack my brain..

"Um... not really." I admit, feeling almost embarrased. Jacob nods.

"The girl who fell off of the rock down at the beach and almost had to have stiches but you made her a sand castle to make her feel better?" Jacob asks. Lightbulb!

"Oh yeah um.. Bria?" I ask, not really remembering her name. He laughs.

"Bella. She moved back. Shes going to your school soon. I went over earlier and shes suppose to be starting tommorrow." Jacob informed me. I nodded.

"Does she remember me?" I ask curiously. He nods.

"She said she remembers the 'wicked awesome' sandcastle that you made." Jacob said laughing. We continued to reminisce about our childhood and think of ways to make Bella feel welcome again. Before we knew it, my phone went off.

Calling: Mom

"Hello?" I sigh into the phone. I hear my moms voice on the other end telling me to come back home. I sigh and agree before hanging up.

"That was the warden telling me to get back into my cell." I say sarcasticaly earning a laugh from jacob. He stands up and hugs me before offering me a ride home. I decline and tell him its just a straightshot to my house and it wont be a problem walking. He reluctantly accepts my decision and as I begin walking into the woods and disappear from Jacob's sight, I suddenly remember that Paul was out here earlier. Hes such a creeper sometimes. I slightly quicken my pace, not only because the sun is disappearing, but what Paul said was true. There have been animal attacks lately and I was so stupid to walk through here in the first place.

"Damnit.." I say as I dodge a rock, only the light of my cell phone leading me. "My God if Paul could see me right now that prick would probably throw it right back up in my face." I say to myself, somehow blaming Paul for all this. I know its not his fault.. but I dont like him. And he definitly does not like me. Ever since we got into that arguement about how I 'hit like a cheerleader' and how he 'hits like a bitch' and I actually did lose my temper and haul off and back handed him across his pretty boy face, we've hated each other ever since. The look of pure anger in his eyes at that moment terrified me. And it still does. Thank God Sam was there to pull him away. No, he didnt hit me but my God he was so pissed off he was literally shaking! I leave my thoughts and find that I've been on auto-pilot and my traveling is almost over. A twig snaps again and I freeze. The look of anger in Paul's eyes suddenly fill my head, along with all the fights that I've witnessed him in, and everything he could do if he really wanted to. I wouldnt doubt his ability to snap my neck in half with one hand if he wanted to. I shine my cellphone towards the source only to have another twig snap in the opposite direction. I whip my head around and still see nothing. Im close to my house and I can see the light from here, so I make a decision.

"Please dont be Paul pulling something. Please dont be anybody pulling something, but most of all, please dont let it be Paul." I say quietly before securing my phone in my pocket and hauling ass towards my house faster than I've ever ran in my life before. I run straight into the house and close the door behind me.

"Aww honey, you just missed your visitor." My mom says with a small smile. I look at her with disbelief and dread.

"Visitor?" I ask. She nods as I walk upstairs to my room and unlock the door before waiting for my mom to answer me.

"Yes, it was some boy... he was just wanting to make sure that you got back home alright. I think his name was Patrick.. no.." She goes off. I feel anger.

"Paul?" I ask, dreading the answer.

"Yes, that was his name. He just came by to-" I dont hear her because I shut my door and sigh loudly.

"FUCK!"

Little did Layla know, Paul was listening.. and laughing.

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