"But angel, you don't have a choice in the matter.""I'm not your angel, Payton! Never have been and never will be." I spat, struggling to get free from him."I will make you love me! And you will be my angel!" Payton shouted, making my eardrums ring. I pushed him with all my strength, and he finally fell over. I took the opportunity and ran towards the door. As I passed him, a few unpleasant curse words escaped his mouth.Darting toward the front door, I successfully got out, but made a mistake. I didn't move when I saw what was in front of me. I saw a familiar car and knew exactly who was here.Liam.He's here? He came here...for me? I was overjoyed that he was here to rescue me from Payton.Payton. I turned to see a very outraged Payton right behind me.I tried to run again, but he grabbed me so tight that I started to cry.Yes, Tom was violent but, Payton was more violent...especially toward Tom and sometimes toward me. Sometimes I wondered how Tom wasn't dead. That Payton didn

My father was alive and was working with Nick. Does that mean he's responsible for the mafia still? Or is Nick in charge? Or is it someone else?This is why I need answers. I don't know where Melody is, I don't know how my father is alive. And is my mother alive or is she dead? "Liam." Someone said, poking my shoulder. I turned to see that it was just Anthony. "What do you want now?" I angrily asked.He scratched the back of his head, "There's one more thing you need to see." I raised my eyebrow at him, "I'm sick and tired of all of you guys just not telling me what you're hiding! Maybe I should start killing people who hide stuff from me!" I yelled. Anthony gulped, and his eyes were wide. Good. He should be terrified of me, I'm a mafia leader, after all. Nothing in this world will terrify me. All except Melody."I'm sorry, sir. I just think that you wouldn't believe me if I told you." "Well, then show me."We walked up one of the flights of stairs. We stopped at one of the many d

Two months later.Payton took me to London. Said he had some mafia stuff he had to take care of.Yes, I know about the mafia. He said he wanted to avoid hiding anything from me. He told me all about how Jame's son, Liam, was after me because of a mission gone wrong. Thankfully, he's helped fill in the blanks I had from my memory. Lots of them didn't feel right to me. But what do I know! He knows more about me than I currently do about myself. But the strange thing was whenever Payton grabbed my hand and did something, it made me feel...uneasy. And he said I was his girl. Although, I can't help but feel that someone special from my life is missing. And that feeling I had was leaving a hole in my heart. It's just a friend, though. A friend who was off the grid at the moment. Or so I've been told. Whatever it is, I don't care. I'm starting my life over. A new name, a new hair color. Not like a crazy color, just a natural color. All it is is a darker brown color with some blonde highlig

Whoever was behind Payton suddenly hit him with the bud of the gun."PAYTON!" I shrieked. I started to walk over to him, but he put his hand out telling me to stop. Which I did."Dawn, stay back, I'm fine." Payton pleaded."Charlie, you know what to do." Liam said. Charlie started walking toward me and Nick. Everyone got their guns out and aimed it at Charlie. He froze and waited for Liam to do something. "I suggest you put your weapons down before I kill your leader." He threatened. I turned my attention to Payton and I shook my head. I mean, Payton may scare me for some unknown reason, but it's just me being paranoid. I don't know anything about myself. So, whatever the feelings of fear I have aren't for Payton, they're for Liam. I snapped out of that and saw everyone put their guns down except for Nick. "Nick, I suggest you put your gun down before you get hurt." Liam warned."No, you're here to take her away from her life...again! She may not remember you, but she never wanted

I don't know the last time I exercised. I actually don't. But whenever it was, I desperately needed to get back into that habit. Surprisingly, I got past the hundreds of guards that were around the fence. I guess I'm like Nancy Drew without the whole detective part. Which, I don't think I'd be that good at the entire detective thing. I can barely cook!However long I'd run, I finally got to a gas station and walked inside as calmly as I could. Payton told me the way to never draw attention to yourself is to act normal."Hello, how can I help you?" The older store manager lady asked."Um...just a bathroom."She pointed to the back of the store, and I quickly rushed in and locked the door behind me.Great, now what am I going to do? I got away from them, but they had everyone I cared for. Well, semi cared for. I had mixed emotions about Clark and James. James scared me down to the core, while Clark always gave me a death stare. Why, I honestly don't have any clue. Maybe I ticked him