Hello, I'm MacKenzie Clayton and I'm the writer of this fanfiction. This is the final revised chapter and then it gets into new things. I do not own anything awesome in this story. I do, however, own any and all things totally NOT awesome(:

Chapter Three.

"Layne?" Mikael screamed, grabbing her phone and throwing it to Shane. He immediately dialed star 69 and put the phone on speaker. The other boys walked over and surrounded him, listening intently."Layniecakes? It's Kellan again. Did you lose service or something?"

The entire house went silent."K-K-Kellan?" Mikael choked out.

"Mikey? Hey man, how's that one school treatin' you and my favorite brothers?" He replied. That set off everyone. All the men in the house began yelling at the same time.

"Whoa Guys! Calm down! Let me talk to Layniecakes again. It's been so long since she and I have talked..6 months to be exact. I think she and I should hang..like we used to at Westmoore." Mikael could hear the smile in his voice. Blaine mumbled something under his breath as he grabbed the phone violently from Mikael. He held the phone between Shane and himslef, an identical look of rage on each of their faces.

"What. The. FUCK is wrong with you? Can't you just...leave us alone?" They screamed, faces turning red.

"I will never leave you alone. Not until she is mine..even if that means she's cold and dead in the ground." And in saying that, The line went dead.

Kurt had no idea what was going onor who this Kellan figure was. All he knew was that he'd hurt Layne pretty badly. The Windors were all extremely upset by him, especially Blaine! Blaine...there was something about him. Kurt felt so different around him. It was hard to keep that face outta his head. That smiling, beautiful face with those chocolate eyes..He was perfection! I want him more than I want Chanels Spring collection! He screamed in his head. This is so unlike me! Kurt thought, He probably doesn't even know who I am! Kurt walked over to Layne, her eyes fluttering open. "Was it a dream?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper. Kurt shook his head as she stood up. "Shit.." she murmured to herself, turning off her phone and walking downstairs, leaving Kurt with nothing but his thoughts.

Layne curled up on the floor next to Mikael. He looked so peaceful as he slept. He had been her best friend since kindergarten. He was always there for her no matter what. Then Kellan came into the picture. Layne had had a strange attraction to who he pretended to be. The real Kellan was different. He always hurt her, mentally and physically. After it had happened, she would run to Mikael. She was just staring at him. He looked upset..then his face began to change. A strange combination of emotions took over his lovely face. Then, so suddenly, he wrapped an arm around her. Layne gasped, shocked. She didn't know why, but this felt, nice. It was something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Mikael had been having the dreams for 6 months. Horrible, terrible dreams. They were like repressed memories. Everything he dreamed had happened before. Tonight, Mikael dreamed of what had happened in the Westmoore choir room. He awoke to a sound. It was a strange sound, like scratching only higher pitched. He sat up and saw a shadow casted from the window. It looked like a person. "Mikael?" Layne whispered, sitting up,"I think there's someone in the house."

The pair sat in silence, listening for the intruder. "Maybe he's outside.." Mikael suggested, sounding hopeful. They stood up and weaved their way through all the boys."We'll need some flashlights.." Layne murmured, reaching under the sink and handing Mikael a flashlight. "You don't need to go with me..." Mikael said, noticing her shaking hands. Layne looked ino his eyes and clutched at his arm. Mikael placed his hand over hers and, smiling to himself, opened the door and went outside.

They didn't need to search long. Sitting on the bench in the Andersons' garden was Kellan Von Guerry."Hey Layniecakes...Mikael." he said with a smile. Mikael felt Layne trembeling next to him, her grip on his arm tightening just slightly.

"What the hell are you doing here Kel?" Mikael said with a steely tone.

"I wanna talk to you.."Kellan said, staring straight at him.

"i don't think so." Mikael replied, taking a quick glance at Layne.

"C'mon, man to man." Kellan said, a smirk crossing his face.

"Don't leave me..Please." Layne said softly, moving her hand down his arm to clutch his hand. Mikael looked at the panic-stricken Layne standing next to him.

"Whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of her."Mikael said, holding his ground.

Kellan walked until he was right in front of them. "I won't give up. Ever. Layne is mine, Mikael. I will fight for her..All I'm saying is..Stay out of my way. I don't want to hurt you, but I will and that is a promise."

Kellan remained in front of them both, staring at their entwined hands.

"Kellan," Layne said,"I don't know who you think you are, but I will NEVER be yours,Not ever again!" Her grip on Mikael tightened with every word she said.

Kellan looked at her and laughed. "Oh babes," he said, leaning towards her and laughing,"You're beautiful when your angry." Then he kissed her. Mikael shoved him away as soon as it happened.

"You get the FUCK outta here Kellan!" Mikael screamed, stalking towards him. Kellan waved and ran from the house at top speed, not taking a single glance back.

Mikael helped Layne inside."He kissed me.." she quietly sobbed, wrapping her still trembling arms around Mikael. He was as shocked as she. Kellan had never looked scarier in his life. Mikael held Layne until she fell silent. He gently kissed her forehead, being careful not to wake her. "I love you" he muttered under his breath. Will I be able to keep her safe when I'm so far away? Mikael thought, feeling almost as thought he could cry.

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xx, Kendizzy.