The bell finally rings for the end of school and I walk up to Wyatt saying, " I'll pick you up this coming Saturday 2, if that's OK with you?"
Wyatt smiles slightly, " ya. That should be perfect."
" great," I pause for a second before asking, " want me to walk you home?"
Wyatt blushes and it's so cute. I couldn't help but feel a bit turned on. He doesn't notice thankfully and continues, " I would actually like that a lot."
The walk is quiet and peaceful, and we arrive there shortly and I realize he's right down the street from me. I smile and walk him up to the porch door. He quickly kisses my cheek before running inside.
I laugh out loud as I continue walking to my house. The rest of the day being uneventful, just homework and then going to bed.
That night I had the same dream as always but this time I know why I'm scared, I have to get there in time, I have to get there before they get to him. If they do it's all over.
Right before I'm hit with something I see people I don't recognize grab Wyatt and carry him away as he struggles.
