In my footsteps-Peyton || Liz
Liz paced around the living room, her hands on her hips. Naturally she knew Peyton was okay but still the question remained that she didn’t know where her daughter was and she wanted to find out before Rick did. If Rick found out she hadn’t been home yet and it was well past 11:45 at night, there was no telling what he would do. 14 unanswered calls now had the hybrid livid. “Peyton Alice Salvatore just wait until you get your little butt ho-” she left a voicemail, cutting herself off when she heard the door open. She flashed to the door, her hands tightening into fists. “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED I’VE BEEN!?”
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