“Whats your name?”  I asked forgetting my earlier question.  Something was getting to me and I didn’t know what.  

He stayed calm and sent me a spine tingling smile.  

“Randell.”

x x x

“Ashleyyyy!”  I think I heard someone call my name.  When I looked up I saw Jacob.  He looked slightly disturbed and that only pushed my worries further over an edge.  He jogged over to me from across the kitchen panting.  He looked a bit out of breath.  I waited with a clenched jaw for him to speak.  

“I think I found your girl.”

“You found Spencer!”  I asked with wide hopeful eyes.  I told myself to not get excited but I couldn’t help it.  My heart was pounding harder now and I could feel it in my head.

You would assume that news like this would bring joy.  I would be able to stop running around like a fucking chicken with out a head and take a couple of breaths.  Right?  Well sure.  I’d love to be doing that.  

He found her.  He should be smiling!  Not that!  His face was twisted in a mixture of disgust and horror.  He nodded his shaggy head and ran his hand through his light brown hair.

“Where is she?!”  I demanded.  I was standing on the balls of my feet ready to rocket to the moon if thats were she was.  I was ready to run to china!  Dig a damn hole to the center of the earth.

He needed to tell me.  Then I could find her and hug her and beg her to never do that again.  Then I’d kill her.  I’d Shake the freaking hell outta her until I’m sure that she’d never do that again.  

UGH!

I turned my bi-polar self back to the boy in front of me, avidly awaiting his response.  

He placed a hand on the back of his neck.  “Your not gonna like this, but I saw her getting into the a truck with Randell and his boys.”

“What?!”  I asked totally confused.  

“Randell’s not a good guy.”  A voice behind me said.  Aiden was standing at my side with his eyes narrowed at Jacob.  I put my hand up to separate the boys.  Now was not the time for fucking testosterone levels to rise.