Jillian Dodd - Hate Me

Say yes.

10:25am

You cant come with me. Not right now. You need to go back to school.

Please, dont shut me out. Tell me whats wrong.

Its my mom. I told you before. There are some family things going on.

You did, but you were very vague. You know you can tell me anything, Boots. Seriously. Anything.

I know.

Ill come with you and help.

But you cant.

Then Ill move to France and see you when you arent busy.

Aiden. Please, I plead. Go back to school. I need him to leave before I start bawling.

Is your mom sick?

Kinda. Shes stressed and it's making her sick. I need to help.

Mentally or physically sick?

Both, maybe. I dont really know because Im not there. And shes sort of shut me out and

I thought your trip home was good?

It was, but my mom was, um, sorta distant. Not like herself. And she's lost weight. I'm really worried about her, Aiden.

What does your stepdad say?

He's trying to talk her into taking some time off.

Do you think she will?

I think so.

Then maybe things will get better on their own.

Thats what we hoped would happen, I want to say. But things have not gotten better on their own. They seem to have gotten worse.

Aiden continues, I would think your mom would be upset if you left before the semester is over. You wont get any credit for all your work this year. Besides, its only a few weeks until Christmas break. Come back with me and well finish out the semester together. Then we can go anywhere you want.

I back away from Aiden, trying to put distance between us, both physically and emotionally.

He notices and immediately pulls me back into a hug.

I try to stay stiff, but I cant. I melt into his arms. I wish I didnt have to lie to him. Or hurt him.

He looks deep into my eyes and runs a gentle hand across my shoulder. Dont.

Dont what?

Pull away from me. Youre emotionally retreating. It hurts.

I dont want to hurt you, Aiden. Im just trying to do whats right. I throw my hands out in frustration. For everyone.

He slides his hands into mine, holding them tightly. Keatyn, I know youd never hurt me on purpose, he says softly.

Tears flood my eyes and I shake my head.

Is it the forever stuff? he asks. Am I freaking you out?

Thats it.

His forever stuff could be my out.

All I have to do is say yes.

That were too young.

But I cant. I cant lie to him about that.

I cant promise you forever, Aiden.

Ive never asked you to promise me forever, Boots, he says, the hint of a smirk playing on his lips. Just promise me tomorrow.

I tilt my head and study him. Is that your sneaky way of getting me to promise you forever? Because there is always another tomorrow.

He laughs in the deep, sexy way I adore. I didnt think of it that way, but I guess maybe I am.

I notice movement out of the corner of my eye; its the security guys coming out of the turret with my suitcases.

Shit.

They're going to try to force me to go back.

I mentally scroll through my options. I can run . . .

Miss Keatyn, Svens voice comes over the intercom system. You have a phone call in the main house.

I see Inga walk out onto the deck, waving one of the handsets.

Double shit.

Um, hang on, Aiden.

As I walk to get the phone, Damian leaves Peyton's side and intercepts me. What's the verdict?

Aiden says if I don't go back then he's not either. But thats the least of my worries now. Garret's goons packed my luggage. I think they're going to try to force me.

Whatever you need, you know that, he says, squeezing my shoulder reassuringly.

I give him a big hug. I love you. It feels good to have you on my side.

Inga clears her throat, so I let go of Damian, go up the stairs, and then take the phone into the house.

Im mentally gearing up for a battle with Garrett when I answer. This is Keatyn.

Keatyn.

Oh, thank goodness. Its just Tommy. Hey, Tommy, I say cheerfully. Whats up?

"I just got off the phone with Garrett.

Freaking Garrett. Shit.

Discussing Mom's move to France? I ask, still hopeful.

Keatyn, Tommy says softly, please don't make me worry about you, too.

The desperation in his voice is clear.

I won't, Tommy. I promise.

Then go back to school.

I can't. Im flying Cooper here tomorrow so we can work on my plan to break Vincent. I have to, Tommy, or this wont end well. For me or Mom.

Tell me your plan.

My plan.

The plan that has been simmering since I left school and, this morning, as I watched a yacht drift off into the distance, finally became concrete.

I have to get my friends to the airport. Would it be okay if I call you after they leave?

Please say yes. Please say yes.

No, he says firmly. Because if I don't like your plan, youll be going with them.

They can't make me.

Yes, they can. And they will. You cant fight them both.

No, but I can run. Right now, when they're least expecting it.

What Tommy doesnt know is that before I came here, I moved money to various bank accounts in the Caribbean. Of course, it was in case I had to run from Vincent, not my own security team.

Garrett knows about the money, Keatyn, Tommy says, reading my mind.

Fuck.

I think Garrett and Mom have been keeping information from you, I tell him. Ive been suspecting this for a while, but have yet to mention it.

What do you mean?

I think Vincent is still sending stuff to Mom and threatening her. Or, worse, threatening you and the girls. And lying to you is killing her. I think thats why shes getting so thin. Why she was so freaked out when I showed up for Gracies birthday.

Tommy doesnt answer for a few seconds. Fucking Garrett, he finally says. I knew she was keeping something from me. Not only is she hurting herself, shes killing our relationship.

What?! No, Tommy! Dont let that happen!

Im trying not to. You know how much I love your Mom and our family.

I know. Tommy has given me so much love and support and never ever asked for anything in return. Ever.

And even though I dont want to do this, even though its totally going to ruin my plans, I have to do this.

For him.

How about you focus on getting Mom and the girls to France. Once she feels safe, things will get better. I know they will. Let me deal with Garrett.

Does that mean youll go back to school?

Yes.

Good. Once I get to New York, well discuss your other plans. Deal?

Deal, Tommy.

I love you, baby.

I love you too, Tommy.

I hang up the phone and close my eyes.

Shit. What just happened?

How am I going to do what I need to do from Eastbrooke?

And whats Damian going to say when I tell him he cant see Peyton again?

I set the phone back in its base, step out on the balcony, and lie. Hey, Damian, can you come up here for a minute? Your dads on the phone.

Damian kisses Peyton and comes up the stairs. Aiden is still waiting for me on the beach, so I give him a little wave.

I look down at the clover tattoo I got on a whim. Aiden probably thinks I got it because of him. And, in a way, I did. It's said that warriors used to design their own shields before they went into battle. They included symbols that were important to them, like a family crest or a cross. This tattoo is part of my shield. My hope is that if I can somehow combine chaos with luck, then I might actually survive my battle with Vincent.