Thou Shall Not Fall

Chapter 8

Dylan’s P.O.V.

Saturday night and where am I…alone…again. Fucking Samantha! Just has to have plans with Micah. Leaving me here…alone…with my dad “working” downstairs. Who am I kidding, he isn’t working on shit. Just obsessing on all these missing persons. Ever since my uncle died that is all he thinks about. But what is he going to do about it? He’s just a construction worker…

I rolled over on my bed with Thorn laying on my lap lazily. I pushed him off and he jumped off the bed and laid down on his bean bag. Well, it’s mine but he pretty much claimed it as his. I switched on my T.V. and stopped as the news was playing our weekly top ten missing persons list. Yes, our town actually does this every week. Pretty bad huh?

“This just in, the police have found the body of the well known convict David Mitchell.  Mr.Mitchell was just released on bail last week for the suspicion of killing and raping 18 year old Toni Dixon, and was reported missing Thursday afternoon. When police found the body he was badly beaten but the coroners are not releasing the cause of death. In other news…”

I flipped the T.V. off before sighing and rolling over on my stomach. I sighed as I buried my face in my pillow. I fucking hate this town. I just wanna go far far away where everything is rainbows and butterflies. Not being stuck here where everyone is dropping off like flies. Well, at least that David guy deserved it though. 

I jumped and fell off my bed when I heard my phone going off. I jumped up quickly and composed myself before seeing Samantha’s name lit up on my iPhone screen. I unlocked my phone and answered.

“Hello ass.” I said.

“I am going to kill you.” She growled.

“What the hell did I do!?”

“You gave Louis Tomlinson my phone number that is what you did!”

I scratched my head and raised my eyebrows. “No I didn’t.”

I could practically hear her rolling her eyes. “Yes you did! How else did Harry get my number? Just fess up Dylan!”

“Samantha I didn’t give anyone your number I swear!” Seriously what the hell was she talking about?

“Then what did Louis talk to you about yesterday in gym?”

“I…uh…” What did we talk about? I remember walking off with him. But did we even talk? Why can’t I remember, it was just yesterday? My memory was all foggy. Why did I even walk off with Louis yesterday? What the hell happened!? Just trying to think about it was giving me a headache. “I um…We just talked about guy stuff.” Really Dylan…really?

“I am so gonna kick your ass when I see you.”

I quickly got aggravated. “Look Sam, I don’t really remember what happened yesterday, but I swear on Thorn’s life I didn’t give anyone your number. I don’t even like those pricks why would I do something like that?”

“What do you mean you don’t remember?” 

“I just…I don’t. I don’t know my mind is just going blank when I’m trying to think of our conversation. Listen I gotta go.”

“Dylan wait…”

“You’re breaking up now…skissssssssssh.” I started hissing into the phone and covering the speaker.

“Dyl-” I hung up on her and threw my phone on my bed.

I heard a clatter downstairs and opened my door and stuck my head out. “Dad?”