*Ashley PoV*

I didn't know why I decided to run. My legs made that decision for me. Everything was confusing, we were best friends then this happened. It hurt.

I continued to run, my legs were aching. I was a slow runner so I didn't get far. I stopped and took a huge intake of air. The woods surrounded me, my thoughts were loud because of the quietness of the forest. I sighed then I remember something. That thing Audrey pulled out of her pocket. That unicorn, it symbolized our friendship. I can't believe she still had it. I honestly hate Audrey now with a burning passion. I feel like I'm nothing when I'm with her and she's a bitch. End of discussion. She hurt me, she messed up my face. Now it's time for me to get my revenge.

I took off in a dead sprint towards the way I just came, if I run fast enough and don't stop, I can catch up to them, I thought as I brushed past the many tree limbs and shrubs.

It felt like hours of running until I reached a road, I stopped and took a breath. Everything was spinning from the lack of oxygen. I finally stood up straight and looked both ways, I could faintly see a figure walking down the road. I silently fist pumped in the air. Yes! There they are! I screamed in my head.

I started to walk towards the figure, then I started to jog. I was getting closer to the figure, deathly close. I quickly hid in the cover of the trees and bushes on my right. I was hidden well but I still stalked forwards. Once I was close enough, I saw what the figure was. It was Grayson, carrying Audrey bridal style.

Audrey's leg was still wrapped in Grayson's sweater as he continued to walk. His face was covered in sweat and dirt, his arms were starting to shake. He needed a break. Before I could think of something to do, Grayson set Audrey down on the grass and sat next to her. I quickly ducked into the bush, hidden from his sight.

Ugh, what am I going to do? I questioned myself as I rested my palm on my face. As I was daydreaming, Grayson got up and stuck out his thumb. He was hitch hiking, great. A few minutes later, A blue, Chevy pickup truck came rolling down the road. A few seconds later it stopped by Grayson.

"Need a ride?" The man in the pickup asked, his voice was deep and husky. His hair was longer than average and he wore a cowboy hat. Oh great, a farmer. Grayson nodded then pointed at Audrey, "She's hurt and needs medical help. Someone shot her in the leg, can you get us to a hospital?" Grayson asked, politely.

The man in the truck nodded his head then told Grayson to grab Audrey. A few minutes later they were both in the truck. Before they took off, I ran to the back of the truck and climbed in. I thought I was going to get caught but nobody noticed since I was quiet when I got in. I crawled over to the trucks back window and laid down as close as I could in the bed of the truck. Out of sight, I drifted off to sleep.