Chapter 7 - Protecting Aleigh.

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.

AN: Here's chapter 7, hope you like it. I'm now going to put a small description of what is in this chapter, at the top. If there's something on the description that's not in the chapter, please let me know.

In This Chapter: The person that tried to kill Dana is back, but now he's after Sara's best friend, Aleigh. Aleigh still has no idea about the lies Sara told, so protecting her could be hard. Sara, Dana, and Logan need to find a way for her to get out of Paris and to a safer place. The killer has also stated that he wants to hurt, or even kill, everybody involved in Sara and Dana's lives. Aleigh will be the hardest to protect, because she's so stubborn.

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(Sara's Point of View)

We're sitting in class. I've been freaking out all weekend trying to get through to Aleigh. I explained to her why I lied, and told her I was sorry. She screamed at me for about 10 minutes about how friends don't lie to each other. Then she explained that she never wanted to see, hear, or talk to me ever again.

I tried to tell her about the killer, but she wouldn't listen to me. I told her it was important, but she said I was trying to scare her. I don't know what to do. We have to get her out of there, before it's to late.

I looked down and saw a note laying on my desk. I looked around, with fear, for the sender. Logan and Dana, who were sitting together, were looking at me. I pointed at the note, and they nodded. It was from them. I was sitting by Lola, because there weren't any other seats. I unfolded the note to see Logan's scribbles that he calls writing on the page.

-S- Need to get Aleigh out of Paris ASAP. D just got text from killer, forwarded it to your phone. Check 4 it. He's ready to attack A. Need to get her to PCA before he can get to her. Booked a flight to Paris for us on my dads private plane. It can hold five people, so we can all fit. If A doesn't come with us, she may not have a chance. Meet us at the gates after this class. Limo will take us to the airport and we'll be on our way. -L-

I looked back over there and nodded at him. I pulled out my phone under the table, and when the teacher wasn't looking, checked for texts. I had one, from Dana. I saw Lola looking down slightly to see what I was doing. I pointed the phone away, and she sighed. She pulled her own phone out and sent me a text.

Why can't I see?

Private. was all I text her back with, and she rolled her eyes and put her phone away. I quickly opened Dana's text, and read it silently.

Forwarded Text.

From: 1-655-213-2056. Unknown Name.

To: Dana Cruz.

Aleigh Brittanson is first on my list. She will not know what hit her because she won't listen to Sara. That's exactly what I hoped for.

I looked over at them again, and Dana shrugged. She was worried, and I'm usually the one that gets worried.

"Miss Cruz?" The teacher asked, and both our heads shot forward. "Something you'd like to share with the class?"

"No." Dana looked away, not making eye contact. That's what she does every time she gets in trouble. I echoed her, but Mrs. Taylor, our history teacher, didn't look convinced.

"I was going to let the phones under the desks go, but if you girls won't tell me what is so important that it can't wait 10 minutes, then I'll need to confiscate your phones." Dana's eyes got wide.

"How…long would you keep them?"

"Until Thanksgiving Break."

"Uh…well…what was so important was that…this text I got…Sara needed to see it."

"Let me see the text." We both did the same thing. We closed our eyes for a second, and opened them and exchanged glances. Mrs. Taylor walked up to me, and I re-opened the text.

"Read it out loud." Someone in the back said, but when Dana looked, nobody moved.

"That doesn't sound like such a bad idea." Mrs. Taylor spoke carefully as she began reading the text. "Aleigh Brittanson is first on my list. She will not know what hit her because she won't listen to Sara. That's exactly what I hoped for."

Mrs. Taylor looked shocked. Dana hit her head against the desk. My phone vibrated, and the whole class turned to look. Mrs. Taylor looked at it, but she didn't know how to open the text. Next, Dana's phone vibrated. Then, seconds later, Logan's went off too.

"You three, hall now." We followed Mrs. Taylor into the hall, while the rest of the class laughed at us. "What is this about?" She slammed the door, and it scared the crap out of me. Even Dana jumped a little.

"Mrs. Taylor…" Logan trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"Answer me this, then. Who is Aleigh Brittanson and why is she first on this person's list?"

"Aleigh is my best friend from Paris. She…she's been going around talking about who tried to…kill Dana. The killer is who text us, he wants to hurt us. Me, Logan, Dana, Aleigh and everyone else that has anything to do with us. Our…roommates…Mine and Dana's parents…"

"And who text all three of you just now?"

"We don't know…may we look?" Dana asked, fear written all over her face.

"I suppose."

We all three exchanged a glance, before opening the new text. First thing, I saw the phone number. It was him.

"Read them out loud." Mrs. Taylor said, and we nodded in unison. "Dana, you first, then Sara, and then Logan."

"Well, it looks like more people know about our little talks now. Should I add them to my list too? No, it's not their fault that you got caught reading my texts in class. What would Daddy think of this, little miss Dana?" She looked up, and Mrs. Taylor nodded at me.

"Little miss Sara. It's a good thing you didn't let Lola see, or else she would be on my list after Logan. Wouldn't want that now would we? As for Miss Aleigh, I have an 'appointment' with her tonight, if you can call it that. You, of all people, know that Aleigh is home alone from 6pm to 11pm. That's the perfect time to get her. But of course, that's noon to 5pm California time. And you have classes all day. Looks like you have no hope of getting to her before I do. That's right, I know you three are planning on coming and taking her back there with you. See you soon, little miss Sara. And have a wonderful day."

I felt the tears well up in my eyes, and Mrs. Taylor looked concerned. I looked at Dana and Logan and they knew. We had to get to Aleigh. I started crying, and Logan had to hold me up.

"Sara?" Mrs. Taylor asked carefully.

"We…we have…to get…to…her…we have to." I sobbed out. "We can't let him…hurt Aleigh."

"Mrs. Taylor, can we please go? We really need to go, we have to get to Paris right now. Logan already talked to the Dean about it. Please Mrs. Taylor." I've never seen Dana beg, and I have a feeling this is as close as it gets.

"Well…alright. Go. Save your friend. But if I find out that this was all a-" We nodded and took off running.

I ran out the doors, right beside Dana, as we followed Logan to the gates. We ran out, and a limo was waiting for us. We practically dove in the backseat, and Logan told the driver to get us to the airport as fast as humanely possible.

Fifteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds later, we were getting out of the limo and running up the steps onto the Reese Private Jet. We sat down, and within minutes, we were in the air.

I managed to fall asleep, as did Dana, but Logan stayed awake the whole time. Once I woke up and watched him check his watch, look out the window, then back at his watch. When he saw that I was awake, he smiled a little.

"Hey…"

"Hi." I looked at him for a minute, thinking about when I'd met him, and then I was crying again.

He moved over next to me and put his arms around me. He pulled me close to him, and whispered that it would be okay, that we'd get to her in time. At this point, I can only hope that he is right.

"Sara…" He muttered, and I looked up at him. He wiped my tears away with his thumb, and looked in my eyes. "You're too pretty to cry."

Suddenly, he was kissing me. I don't know how it happened, but he just kissed me. I kissed him back, and I have no reason for that. He moved the bar between us, and pulled me closer. He deepened the kiss, pulling me on his lap now. I moaned into his mouth, and he was pulling me so close that he was falling backwards onto the next seat. I gripped his shirt in my fists, and he was holding me tight against his body.

I swear we made-out for about 5 minutes. I don't know how we did, but when we pulled back we were both out of breath. He started to kiss me again, but I pulled away.

"We shouldn't be doing this…Dana's right there…and you like her…not me." I started to get up, but he held me down.

"Come on Sara. How often do you get the chance to secretly make-out with your sister's almost boyfriend?"

"Well…never…but it just wouldn't be right. We're right here beside her. If she wakes up and sees us, we'll both be in big trouble."

"So let's go to the back…it's more private back there. It's where the captain sleeps when he has to stay at the airport somewhere while my dad is shooting or something."

He pushed me up and took my hand. He lead me to this little room, which had a pull-out couch in it. He locked the door, and sat me down on the couch.

"Logan…this isn't…"

He kissed me again, rougher this time. He pushed me down on the couch, and held himself over me. As much as I wanted to…I couldn't stop this. I wanted it so much, but I also didn't want to hurt Dana. But technically, they aren't dating…so would that make him cheating on her? No, it doesn't.

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We finally arrived in Paris. We got a taxi to take us to Aleigh's house, as it was about 4:30 Paris time. We got to Aleigh's house at 4:40pm. We asked the taxi to wait, and he agreed. We ran up to Aleigh's door, and I knocked sharply on it.

Her mom, Leah, opened the door and looked surprised to see me. I knew Aleigh had told her about my lies, because at the same time, she had a disapproving look on her face. She looked from me, to Dana, to Logan, and then to the taxi that was waiting.

"Can I help you kids?"

"We need to see Aleigh. We need to…right now." I said, trying not to scare her.

"I have to go soon…"

"Listen, Mrs. Brittanson, we need to talk to Aleigh right now."

"Do you have a reason?" I glanced at my watch, 15 minutes until 5. We need to hurry this up.

"Mrs. Brittanson, if we don't see Aleigh right now…something could happen to her. Something that…could kill her." Leah's eyes got big, and she turned and went up the steps.

We waited on the porch and soon I could hear yelling. Aleigh didn't want to see us, but her mom would convince her. Two minutes later, Aleigh came stomping down the steps, her mom right behind her. She came over to the door and glared at us.

"What do you want?" She asked sharply.

"Look, I think we need to talk about this inside." Mrs. Brittanson said and we followed her into the all-too-familiar living room.

"Look, Aleigh, I know you're mad at me. But there's something you need to know. The person that tried to kill Dana that night…he's still out there. He's been texting us, telling us how he's planning on 'getting' us. We just got a text from him today, saying that he was going to get you first. He wants to get you because you've been talking to people about who could have killed Dana. He wants you dead, Aleigh. If you don't come with us, back to the United States, he might just do it." I explained to her and she looked scared.

"Why do I have to go today?" She asked, her mean look gone, replaced with fear.

"Aleigh, he sent us a text saying that he knows that you are home alone from 6 to 11, and he's going to get you tonight while nobody's home. You…have to come with us. Don't bring anything, just come. You can borrow stuff from me, Dana and the other girls at PCA. You have to get out of here now, Aleigh."

The clock struck five, and Aleigh's eyes got big. I exchanged a look between Dana and Logan, and then looked back at Aleigh. She stood up, and took off us the stairs. Within minutes, she was coming back down with a backpack on her back.

"I have to bring this stuff. It's like…my toothbrush, toothpaste…that stuff. Mom, I'll call you soon, okay?"

They hugged, and Aleigh followed us out to the taxi. She turned before getting in and waved at her mom. Aleigh wouldn't look at us for awhile. I knew that meant she was crying. I put my arm around her, but she shrugged it off, wiping her eyes.

When we got the airport, we got on the plane in silence. Logan and Dana sat together, and I was going to sit by Aleigh. She plopped down in her seat, and didn't look at anyone the whole time. It was so hard, but I didn't push her to talk to us.

Finally, we landed. Logan got off first, then Dana, then me, and then Aleigh. Aleigh kept her head down the whole time. When we got in the taxi, she looked out the window, taking in the scenery. She always said she wanted to come see what the USA looked like, but I know this wasn't a very good reason to.

Suddenly, I got a text. All eyes turned to me, even Aleigh's. I opened the text and read it to myself.

1-655-213-2056. Unknown Name.

Well, you saved your little friend this time. But I'm still coming to Pacific Coast Academy soon. Be ready.

AN: Okay, how was that? It was a little boring toward the end I think, but what can I say. Next chapter, Aleigh meets the gang. Dana and Logan get a little further in their relationship, even if it's not that far. And lastly, Sara finally breaks down. Review!!

-Breanna