This, might be harder than I thought. I took me about thirty phone calls and five hours of planning but, I've got an idea. Not all of the police are on 'his' side. And, before I moved to where I lived when I met Dalton, I guess you could say 'I was in the wrong crowd' and well, I know people. So right now I'm in the living room with about fifteen people who are all completely different. There is people who look like they're completely on the good side which are mainly the police officers and then there is the people who look like they are against the law and pretty much are, and there is the most dangerous ones the people who look completely innocent but, are pretty dangerous and bad. And those are the people who make up our team. Everyone went home and are knowing of the plan. I laid down not able to go to sleep, and just stared at the ceiling. I can't believe I did this to them, I'm going to do whatever it takes to get and to keep them safe. And with those thoughts I fell into a horrible nightmare filled sleep.
The next morning wasn't as easy not even counting continuous waking up during the night. I got ready and did some warm ups and stuff and wrote everyone a letter just incase I don't make it back. Around three fifteen I started to walk to where I was suppose to meet the monster, with two knives in one boot and a gun in the other. Yeah, by the time I got there it was three forty-five. I stood in silence not knowing what to expect. This can play out in so many ways. Before I knew it a big van peered around the corner, and out stepped five big men each holding one of the guys. Then stepped out the monster with an even bigger guy. Just in timing one of the cops on my side walked over and asked, "what's going on here." "Nothing officer" I replied acting along with the scene. Then the buff man that walked out with my father took out his gun, the officer didn't do anything but, all the attention was on him. So, I was able to get three other officers in a hidden corner unnoticed. I took out my gun as the man was close to pulling the trigger and shot his hand and his knee cap. What, I just can't kill someone! Then the other three officers came out pointing a gun along with me pointing a gun at my father. the police officers shot at a spot where it would hurt them but they will most likely live.
We got the guys out and got them with the 'innocents' as we call them. Other officers managed to get all the guys well, except for my father who is aiming a gun at me. He smirked and shot, I fell to the ground as he got away. I blacked out afterwards only to wake up in a white room hooked up to wires and I must be in a hospital. There was a group of boys around my age surrounding me. "who-o are you" I asked shaking slightly. The blond one just walked out with teary eyes. A doctor walked in soon later and asked a bunch of questions then he explained to me and the other four guys that I have temporary memory lost from hitting my head as I fell, and that they need to help bring my memories back, And I also found out I've been in a coma for three weeks. The doctor said I can leave tomorrow but, I have to be very careful with my shoulder which, I was apparently shot at. Wow, I don't even want to know. After the doctor walked out the guys decided to reenact exactly how they met me, which helped some. But, for some reason the guy I soon found out to be named Cole said he couldn't, I wonder why. He went to talk to the guy named Dalton and they both walked in. Dalton started to sing and then he started to act out how we met, which caused a lot of images to flash in my head. He slowly walked over to me and kissed me cheek. I smiled, even though I don't really know these guys right now I just feel extremely comfortable around them I guess. I just feel like I finally belong. I might not get my happily ever after but, I feel if I'm with them everything might just be okay.
Soon but, not soon enough it was time to leave the hospital which, I think we were all thankful for really. Parts of my memory have came back just, not whatever Cole has done or how I got shot but, I don't think those things really madder though I mean the past is in the past and where all happy now right! Isn't that all that matters. I'm laying cuddling with Dalton and watching the movie the breakfast club. Once it's at the part where Brian's crying I can't help but cry as well. Dalton just holds me tight as we both doze off into a peaceful dream filled sleep.
