Events

Chapter one : 5 days before...

Chapter One

5 Days before...

19 months is a long time, especially a long time to be in a relationship at the age of 18. I never thought it would last, but it has. It almost seems as if we were made for each other. I love dean so much and he loves me. I feel so lucky to have him. I had my doubts for a while there as he's just so perfect, and it was hard to believe he would be dating me.

He is my life. I really have fallen for him. When we leave school he said he'd marry me. Can you believe it! In my life it feels like he is the only good bit about it, like my family school and friends are the dark in the night sky and he's the stars. Take him away and all i see is black you know? Like it's not worth me living any more. Any way I'm feeling a bit stupid writing in a diary so I'm going to go now. See ya!!!!

~Isla~

I slammed the cover shut on my worn out dairy and shoved it back under my big feather filled pillow.

"Isla!!! Dean is here to pick you up!!" Mum shouted up to the stairs.

Oh shit, I am sooo late.

"Coming mum!! Hang on!!!" I quickly ran to the mirror and frowned in disgust at my disgruntled reflection. My dark brown hair was EVERYWHERE, not at all what I hopped it would look like. I snatched up my brush and started attacking the birds nest at the back of my head. SNAP. Aw No please please.. My heart drops as the handle of my hair brush detached itself from the top leaving it lodged in my hair. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"

A quiet laugh comes from behind me. "Niceeeee you should wear your hair like that more often" I feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment as I groan and spin to face my boyfriend dean. A huge smile greats me as I lay eyes on him. I never get used to his absolute perfect completion. His perfectly proportioned face, crystal like blue eyes, black short hair and his height of a staggering 6 foot 5. He is the definition of a god. And the definition of a pain in the ass. "Don't look at me like that Mrs Brush killer." He laughs loudly.

"It's not funny" I say pursing my lips attempting a stern look.

He chuckles quirky to himself at me expression "Oh it is and you know it. Come on turn around let me get the brush remains out of your hair."

I sigh loudly and turn my back to him. "Keep your eyes on my hair" I say jokingly.

"Like that's gonna happen" he laughs. I start to tap my foot impatiently waiting for him to untangle the mess.

"Calm down Ilsa." He whispers in my ear. A shiver goes down my spine. I didn't realise he was that close to me. His hands find the knot in my hair and delicately start unravelling it. I stand in silence waiting for him to finish. A light tap of wood against wood tells me my stub of a hair brush is out and now sitting on my shelf. Deans hands wrap themselves around my waist before I can turn around.

"So where are you taking me today?" I say hoping he doesn't notice the shaking in my voice caused by his light touch. He brushes my hair to one side and whispers in my ear once more. "It's a surprise"

I sigh. He knows I hate surprises. He lightly kisses my weak spot on my neck. This immediately sends another round of shivers down my spine as I bite my lip to trap a low moan from escaping. "Just bare with me on this one OK?" He pleads.

"Oh, I don't know about that. You may have to persuade me bit" I bite the insides of my cheeks to stop me from smiling. Dean laughs quietly. "With pleasure." Without warning he spins me around to face him leaving me only inches from his face. He looks into my eyes mischievously his light blue crystal orbs glinting in anticipation before leaning down slowly to kiss me. The room spins and my heart leaps as finally after what feels like an eternity his soft lips brush mine. As if he flicked a switch my heart speeds up easily triples the pace it was before hand.

He slowly pulls away, a faint smile playing at his lips. "So will you plleaaasseee come with me isla?"

I sigh giving in. "O.K hurry up before change my mind."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No"

"How about now?"

A brief moment of annoyance crosses his face but is almost immediately replaces with a hypnotising smile.

"Isla, please I'm trying to drive. The last thing I need is to crash and kill my wonderful girlfriend"

I sigh. His smile always got to me. As soon as he found out he's been using it like a weapon against me. It's working to. I clutch the bottom of my seat stiffly to stop myself from bouncing up and down with anticipation.

"Relax! You're so uptight about surprises." He laughs once quickly before taking one of his hands off the steering wheel and attempting to pry my hand from the bottom of the worn out car seat.

I raise one eye brow playfully. "You will never defeat me oh tiny grass hopper!" I say in a really bad Asian accent whilst tightening my hold on the seat.

He laughs, but then becomes serious. "Look just try to relax and look out the window or something. We will be there soon." He gently squeezes my hand before placing his back on the steering wheel.

I follow his instructions and turn to face the side window. Seriously where is he taking me? There's nothing but trees and yet more trees out here. I scream as out of nowhere a man's face appears and smiles angrily in my window. Then disappears as fast as it came.

"Dean what the hell was that!!?" I say pointing to my window. Deans eye brows knit together in confusion.

"What was what?"

I shake my head. "I thought I saw... a man...... in my window!!!" I splutter.

Dean laughs. "Isla were in a moving vehicle. I think you're seeing things."

My eyes widen in fear as an oncoming vehicle suddenly swerves in front of our car.

"DEAN LOOK OUT!!!" I scream. Adrenaline pumps through my veins naturally slowing down the horrifying events that unravel before me. Dean slams his foot down hard on the breaks resulting in both our bodies being thrust ed forward violently, an ear piecing cry painfully rings in my ears , little did I realise I was the source of the blood curdling sound.

Dean looked over at me with frantic wide eyes. "Hold on" He managed to mouth. And i did just that. Clawing frantically I grab the door handle and brace one hand against the roof. Then the car starts to roll. Windows shatter under the pressure at the same time a sering pain is dragged across my forehead. Im going to die. And with that last thought my world goes black.....

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So guys what did ya think? Ive decided that this story is going to be my main focus as i have lots of gruesome awesome things planned.. muhahahaha! hold on to your pants guys cuz some shits about to go down.....

Love you all for reading means allot :)