Chapter Fifteen

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Taylor's POV: Buzz! Buzz! Oh great, I thought. A text from Christina. Meet me at my house in a half an hour. It said.

        "Okay I'm back." My beautiful girlfriend said.

        "Hey I got to go. I'm taking my mom out again. Sorry. I really truly am." I lied to her. I hate it so much. But I also love her to much to let her die. It kills me inside.

        "Oh it's fine." She said looking at the floor. I think she was about to cry.

        I took her hand and said, "Hey. Are you okay." I asked her having a deep feeling I knew what it was.

        "I miss you. And I heard Quinn was in a car accident." She looked up at me crying. I was heartbroken. I instantly kissed her. Then I cried too. It hurts me so much.

       "Listen call a friend and visit Quinn at the hospital and tomorrow I have a baseball game. It's at 12:45 come and bring some friends if you want." I told her.

         She nodded then hugged me.

          "I love you." I told her.

          "I love you too." She said.

           I really do love her.

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   Quinn's POV: *Dreaming*

    I stayed scrunched up in the closet when I heard the door open. I became very still and I held my breath. My heart was beating fast. There in my living room was the man who was out to kill me.

    He was wearing a dark, black ski mask. He was tall and slender. I watched him walk to the sink. He turned it on. I saw red stuff come off his hands as he washing. I then realized it was blood. Please don't throw up, please don't throw up, I pleaded myself.

    After he was done he dried his hands and walk right next to the closet. I could feel my body trying to get air but I was not risking breathing with him this close.

    I heard him pick something up so I carefully moved my eyes as if he could hear my eyes move. And there it was. My family's amulet and I gasped. Then my eyes grew wide and I covered my mouth. The man put the amulet down and went to the couch to pick up a knife. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die I'm going to die! I screamed in my head. Calm down, I told myself. Then he came to the closet and seemed to look me right in the eye and slowly turned the handle to the closet door.

     He opened the door. "Quinn?" The man asked. His voice sounded so familiar.

     He took off the mask. I gasped. "Dylan?" I asked. I was completely flabbergasted.

     He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry Quinn." He said. He stepped closer.

    "Why are you-" I started but he then stabbed me in the stomach. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and put my hand over my wound.

    "Dylan?' Was I I said then I collapsed.

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Dylan's POV: After five hours they finally let me in. They called people she was in touch with to let them know which probably means Christina knows. I have have been sitting her for two hours looking at her and playing with her hair at times. Wake up. I keep thinking to myself. Just wake up.

    All of the sudden her heart monitor starts beeping really fast and mound then all of the sudden it goes to the straight line meaning her heart stopped. Doctors rushed in pushing me out.

     "Quinn!" I screamed. "Quinn!"

     They then locked me out of the room. No no no no no no no no no no no no no! I thought to myself. What am I going to do. Then my phone started ringing. Oh great I thought. It's Christina. I didn't answer it. I know what I am going to do. I thought. Fight back with help this time. Get ready Christina. I'm coming.

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