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I'll try my best to make this chapter interesting...cover credits to speechbubbles thank you so much 😘😘

Braylee's POV:

I wake up, not feeling so scared anymore.

I can't believe he lied to me. About my own mother. That bastard probably killed her, or had someone else do it for him.

I wipe my tears, and step out of my room, silently walking down the steps of the stairs. I walk past my dad's office when I hear him speaking.

"Yeah, she actually believed it. I thought she was smart. Well, I have to let you go, she'll be up soon."

A few "mm hm's" were exchanged, and then something hit me hard.

"Thank you, Luke. I'll look forward to you, and your friend's help. No Ashton, yeah? Okay, they don't know you're working for me? Perfect. Okay, I really have to go..."

It can't be...not Luke, Calum, or Michael...it can't be.

"Our plan will be in action soon, Luke. Ok, see you th-"

I step back, and the floor creeks, breaking him from his conversation.

"I really have to go."

I hear a few mumbles from his phone and he replies, "M hm."

What were they talking about?

Braylee's Dad's POV:

"Thank you, Luke. I'll look forward to you, and your friends help. No Ashton, yeah? Okay, they don't know you're working for me? Perfect. Okay, I really have to go..." I try to back out of our conversation, but he has more to say.

"When will we strike? I can't wait to kick Liam's ass down."

"Our plan will be in action soon, Luke. Ok, see you th-"

My sentence is interrupted when I hear the floor outside my office creek.

Braylee...

"I really have to go." I say, urgently.

"Is she out there?" Luke asks.

"M hm..."

"Good luck. Make sure she doesn't know. Goodbye."

I hang up without another word. Slowly, I walk towards the double doors, hoping to catch her off guard if she's still out there.

She can't know.

My hand slowly rests on the handle, and I throw the doors open.

Nothing.

I decide to check the downstairs area.

She's not in sight.

I step slowly up the stairs, and go to her room. I open the door quietly, and see her new tangled brown hair scattered all around.

She's sleeping.

I look at her back facing me, and smile in relief.

Braylee's POV:

I hear my door slowly open, and I close my eyes to pretend to sleep. I hear him sigh quietly in relief.

I also sigh in relief when I hear my door close.

He doesn't know what I heard. I need to call Liam.
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