Chapter two

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Michelle's POV

~Nightmare~

"Michelle! Come on!"Dylan yelled. I ran towards the safe place.

"Ow! I twisted my ankle!" Melody yelled.

Derek got out and helped Melody but couldn't since the tornado was coming closer.

"Michelle! Help me!" Derek yelled.

I ran towards them and helped Derek.

"Don't let go!" Melody yelled.

"Never!" I yelled.

"Nathaly! Dylan! Help us!" I yelled. They both came out and helped us. Good thing we pulled Melody down on the ground before the tornado hit.

We ran towards the safe place but yet again Melody couldn't run. I ran inside knowing Derek had Melody. When I got inside Derek was there. Weird. Derek closed the door. Wait. There are only four of us. Dylan. Nathaly. Derek. Me.

"Where's Melody?" I asked.

I then heard pounding. I went to open it but Derek stopped me.

"Don't you dare open the door! Melody's probably on the couch!" Derek snapped.

I heard yelling.

"It's Melody! Help her!" I yelled.

"It's not! It's probably cars and trees! Knock it off! It's your imagination!" Derek yelled.

~Nightmare Ended~

"No! No! It's Melody!" I yelled.

"HELP MELODY!" I yelled getting up gasping for air. I started crying.

5 months and I still have these nightmares. My aunt and uncle came running to my room. My uncle hugged me tightly.

"It was just a dream." My aunt said.

I shook my head.

"It wasn't just a dream. What if it actually happened? What if Melody actually died?" I asked.

I need to know... but I don't know if I should talk to them.

Should I?

"I don't think Melody died. There is only one way to find out." my uncle said.

My aunt grabbed my phone and gave it to me.

I sighed but grabbed it.

"I don't know. I... I mean I left them. I'm sure they hate me. I don't even know if I should talk to them." I said.

"They are your friends. As to them you are their friend. If you don't call them and ask how they are then your not a real friend. You need to find out. Call one of them." my aunt said.

"Your aunts right." my uncle said.

I hope he has the same number.

I pressed on his contact and he answered after the 4th ring.

"Hello?"

Dylan's POV

I was enjoying myself in Miami, Florida. I just want to forget about what happened five months ago. I want to move on. No. I don't want new friends. I want MY friends back. Although one of them.... died. Melody. It was all because of Derek. Melody wasn't just my friend... she was my girlfriend. Derek fucking killed my girlfriend!

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