Frankie's POV
-Dream-
"Jason I'm bored." The girl whined.
"Let's go out." He suggested.
"Where" She asked.
"Anywhere." He shrugged.
"Okay."
Ten Minutes Later
"But you're only fourteen Jason you can't drive yet." She whined.
"Don't worry I can do this."
"But what if Alex finds out."
"He won't"
He hopped in the car and she did the same. He turned in the car and began driving.
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"Jason!" She yelled.
"It's okay Emily"
-End of Dream-
That was a a weird dream. Who's Emily? Why did she look like me? But the real question is....... Why was Jason there? Also was she talking about Alex as in Jason's brother.
"Frankie" Jake said through the door.
"Yes"
"We need to tell you something." He said.
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"No. That's not true he can't be." I cried.
"Sorry" Willis said.
"Why would anyone do that?" I said between sobs.
"I don't know, listen we're not gonna be home for a couple days." Jake said.
"Who? All of you?"
They all nodded.
"Okay"
Jake got up and left along with everyone else.
You're probably wondering what happened. Well my brother died, he was stabbed.
God why do people have to be so cruel. I hate my life.
My thoughts were disturbed by a knock on the front door. Yes I can hear it from my room. I ran downstairs and swung the door open.
It was Jason.
"Hey Frankie....." He trailed off.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"My brother passed away." A tear dropped down my cheek.
Jason wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.
"I know how it feels." He sighed hugging me tighter and I gladly did the same.
"You do?" I questioned. Okay that was a bad questioned.
Jason's POV
"You do?"She asked.
"My parents died." I said.
"I'm so sorry." She replied.
"It's not your fault." I said.
"Here" I slowly led her to my car.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
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"Umm Jason...." Frankie looked around.
"Come on." I helped her out of the car.
"Hey mom." I said stopping in front of her grave.
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Forgotten (Jason McCann)
Fiksi PenggemarShe looked exactly like her. I couldnt tell if i was hallucinating or just seeing things, probably both. I thought as I looked down at the girl I had recently bumped into. She was beautiful. She was perfect. So fucking perfect. What if it's her? No...
