Our hands didn't part for a long time after that. The ride home was about an hour and a half shorter than the ride there; there was absolutely no traffic. I realized that my phone had been completely silent the whole time I was camping, which was weird. None of my friends had called or texted me. I was totally surprised that my brother hadn't called or texted me either. But when we got closer to civilization, my phone vibrated and rang like crazy, all at once. I had five text messages in my inbox and three voicemails. I guess I didn't have service the whole time.

From: Trav

CARE call me when you get this

From: Kasey

caroline where r u? lets hang out

From: Mommy =]

Hey Care Bear how's camping?

From: Alex

im having another party soon u shud come ok?

From: Unknown Number

hey caroline its luke im in wisconsin and i wanted 2 c u

Wait what? Luke? How'd he know I was in Wisconsin? I texted him back saying, "I think you have the wrong number." I was scared, though. I wanted to show Ryan at that moment, but I didn't want him to see it while he was driving. I called Travis after I sent the message. He picked up after the fourth ring.

"Hello?" I thought I heard a girl in the background.

"Hey, Trav, it's Caroline."

"Caroline! Hey! How was your trip? Are you home yet?"

"It was good. No, we're still on the road. Did you need to tell me something?" The line was silent for a few seconds, and I thought I'd lost the connection. "Hello?"

"I'm still here, Care," Travis sighed.

"What's wrong? What did you need to tell me?"

"Caroline, I think it's best that I tell you at home, okay? I'll see you in a couple hours?"

"Yeah, okay. Bye." Travis hung up without saying goodbye, like always.

"What did he say?" I jumped when Ryan spoke. "Whoa, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." When I first said this, Ryan looked hurt. "He wouldn't tell me. He said he'll tell me when we get home."

"Are you okay?" I thought to tell him about the text message. I decided to tell the truth. "I don't know."

Ryan glanced at me again.

"I just got a message from a number I didn't know. I opened it, and it was from Luke. He's in Wisconsin. I don't know how he found out I lived here." I expected Ryan to look worried, but instead he looked mad. No, more than that. Furious. I was scared to tell him any more. "He wants to see me." The last thing I said put him over the edge.

"What? Are you fucking kidding me?" Ryan's knuckles turned white on the steering wheel.

"Ryan, calm down, it's alright."

"Caroline, this guy is in Wisconsin because of you. He wants to find you. He might want to hurt you again. That's a big deal." If we were in a cartoon, there would be steam billowing out of his nose and ears.

"I'm not going to let him find me, Ryan. I won't let it happen. He's not a part of my life anymore."

"Yeah, but he wants to be. Damn."

I didn't bother responding to the other three messages, nor did I feel like listening to my voicemail. Another hour passed in angry silence. Ryan's fingers were still tight around the steering wheel, and I'm sure he was thinking up ways to kill Luke. All I thought about for that hour was how Luke got my number again and how he found out where I lived. Ryan scared me when he said that all Luke wanted was to find me and possibly hurt me, and I knew that that was totally probable.