Starting Over (Captainsparklez fanfic)

YouTube Party Part 3

Sorry this took so long to post. I have been busy.

Julian's POV

The silence looms over the entire room. I look back at Madison. She is just about as scared as I am. Jordan and I look at each other. All I'm Thinking is, why is he here, why does he want us and more importantly how did he know we were here?

"Jordan?" What should we do?" I whisper

He looks around for an exit, I tap his shoulder when I spot one. I point at the slightly cracked back door. Except, how to get over there?

"Down Here!" Madison whispers.

We both drop to the floor and go after Madison. I hear another gunshot. There's worried chatter in the room. We have to be Quick if we wanted to get out. We crouch and look around. The tables would shield us from view, but it would be treacherous. There was stuff everywhere. We carefully try to avoid the stacked pots, pans and serving dishes. I slip in a puddle of water and almost knock over one of them. Jordan grabs my hand to help stabilize me.

"Over there!" I whisper

We continue staying out of sight until we reach the door. We bolt to the car and start to drive away. We all breathe a sigh of relief as the large convention center shrinks in the distance.

"That...Was too close...."

"That's not the point, why did he want us anyway?" Madison says.

"I'm not sure, but whoever he is, I doubt he's working alone. Or if he is, he's a little nuts." Jordan says

"A little? I'd say a lot nuts." Madison says

We all sit silently for the hour and a half trip left to the building. After dropping Madison at her house, we drive back to the apartments.

"You OK?" he asks

"Yeah, just a little shaken up."

"Well, anyone would be shaken up after an event like that, I don't blame you." he says

I sigh. my mind overclouded with thoughts. I close my eyes and take some deep breaths to relax myself. This is what I did when my dad passed away, I would have panic attacks constantly, eventually my mom told me that if I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, I would start to calm down. It worked so I use it as my method now.

We pull up at the buildings and go back into our apartments. I collapse on the bed. A long day dosent even begin to describe today.

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"Well, Ms Hemingway. I don't believe we've met"

I sit up out of bed.

"Hello?"

"Hmm.. so clueless." the voice says

"Who are you?"

"Don't worry, you'll meet me soon enough."

I walk into my living room and put into the hallway.

"Jordan? Can you come here a sec?" I say as I knock on his door

No answer. Maybe he's still asleep?

"JORDAN!" I say, knocking louder

I notice his doorknob is slightly damaged. I push the door open and gaze at the horror before me. The apartment is trashed and Jordan dosent appear to be in the house. I back away from the door slowly and bump into something.

I jolt awake. It was a dream. All a dream. I look at my clock. It's 4:38am. I snuggle down in the covers and go back to sleep. But I can't shake the feeling that the dream means something...