CPOV

I waited until 2 in the morning, when everyone was asleep. I sat up and tried my best to get into a standing position. This is going to have to be a really quiet escape, so I can't blow it off by walking loudly.

Suddenly cold, I shrugged back into my sweatshirt. I took my sunglasses off the bedside table and propped them up on my head, like a headband. Well, now I'm all packed. I didn't have much with me when I came here.

This is going to be difficult. How am I going to try to walk out of the room and down the stairs silently, when I haven't walked in days? Well, it's worth a shot, right? I gingerly took a step. Then another. And then I was successfully trudging/limping to the door! I trudged down the hall and stopped at the end. Now for the stairs.

I grabbed the banister with two hands, and leaned on it with all my weight. My legs felt like jelly. I slid slowly down the banister with my upper body first, and then my legs followed down the stairs.

That wasn't so bad. I walked to the backdoor as quietly and as slow as a turtle. I couldn't complain, though. Slow progress is still progress, right?

I silently opened the backdoor. Why was it still unlocked? This is supposed to be a safe house, so why aren't any safety precautions actually being taken place? Andrew can't be so confident in this location, that he lets all this slide. Liam and Ramon could've just walked in, and took me away in the night, and nothing would happen, because there are no locked doors, and this house probably doesn't even have an alarm system. Do the others actually believe that they're safe here? Does Derek believe that?

I shook that thought out of my head. Who cares what Derek thinks? I certainly don't anymore.

I walked down the back porch steps, and started walking across the back yard. The full moon was bright enough to light my way. My feet felt so heavy against the tall grass, and it felt like my legs were submerged in water, and I was trying to walk through it. I made it to the edge of the trees, when I heard the voice.

"I knew you'd take my advice." said Rachel. I wheeled around to see her leaning on the backdoor, arms crossed, and a smug look on her face. I felt a pang of jealousy. Even in the moonlight, she looked like a freaking goddess. She was wearing black skinny jeans, and a black V-neck sweater that made her blend in with the night. She probably only wore designer clothes. "Finally realize you didn't belong here?" she said with a snarky tone. Of course, she would hear my attempt at escape, with her super-sonic hearing. Does she even sleep?

"What do you want now, Rachel?" I said, with enough bite in my words. I was extremely annoyed now.

"Oh me? I just wanted to see you on your way out. I wanted to make sure you had a safe escape." she said with a hand over her heart in mock-innocence. I narrowed my eyes.

"I'm sure you did." I muttered through clenched teeth. I turned on my heels, and stalked deeper into the woods. All of a sudden, Rachel was walking right beside me. Was she really that fast?

"You can't just try to ignore me like that. Do you realize you're playing with fire? It would be a shame to burn such a pretty little face like yours." she said, with a dark voice.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing I like playing with fire." I said. "I do it everyday." I laughed. A few months ago, I wouldn't even survive a diss-fight like this. But I've changed. I was just downright angry now. I picked up my pace, trying to lose her. She sped up, too, matching my pace every time. Can't she take a hint? I am not in the mood to talk right now.

We reached a clearing and by the time I was in the middle of it, Rachel yanked my arm back to turn me around to face her. Her face was contorted with anger, and her green eyes glowed like light bulbs. She looked murderous.

"Stop trying to ditch me. You're making me mad, now." she growled. Her voice was so terrifying; I realized walking deep into the woods alone with her probably wasn't the best thing to do. A trickle of fear crept into me. Her grip on my arm was so tight, there were definitely going to be bruises in the morning. If I lived until then.

Well, I can't do anything about that now, can I? "Tell me the real reason you followed me here." I asked. My voice faltered a little, at the end. I guess my sudden burst of courage has worn off, already.

She laughed. "You didn't think I would just let you go scott-free, did you?" she asked, viciously.

"W-W-Why wouldn't y-you?" I stuttered. My voice was shaking all over the place.

"Because, you stupid girl, I have to make sure this doesn't happen again. I can't let you think you can just come back to the safe house whenever you want." she said.

"Well, I got your message loud and clear the first time. I would be gone, if you weren't here distracting me." I said, pulling my arm out of her hand. My legs were starting to shake with fear.

"I don't care. You were supposed to be dead by now, anyway. I might as well do the job, since you've conveniently led me to this strange little clearing deep in the forest." she said indifferently, while looking around. Okay, letting her come with me was definitely a bad idea. What does she mean I was supposed to be dead by now?

All of a sudden, she punched me in the stomach with such a force, that I fell to the ground and went blind for a second. Tears sprang into my eyes, and I gasped for breath. That hurt so bad, that I couldn't get up. I curled into a ball and laid there for a few minutes, with tears rolling down my face. Once I got my vision back, I looked up, and saw her rubbing her fist with her other hand. What was she?

"That was really satisfying." she said with a 1,000 mega-watt smile. "Too bad, I didn't come to do the dirty work, though." she gestured to her outfit. "Can't have blood on my clothes, can I? I'm just going to throw you to the dogs, now." she said. What does she mean by that?

She clapped two times, and Liam and Ramon stepped into the clearing. Oh, no. Were they following us the whole time? There's no way I can escape from them, now. They looked too angry for me to even consider persuading them to let me go.

"Finish her off boys! I'll keep watch. I want her in pieces by the time I get back. And don't worry, if anything goes wrong, I have a good alibi ready." She blew me a kiss and waved before she walked off, without even looking back. I knew she wouldn't go far, because she said she was keeping watch. But she might've been lying.

I slowly turned around to face my doom. Liam and Ramon started closing in on me, as I backed away. This cannot end well.