Chapter 16.

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Dylan and I go into his room. He starts pacing and I look up at him. 

"Dylan what?"I ask. 

"I think I know who was on the phone." He replies. 

"Who?" I ask. 

"It wasn't Becca talking, but it could be some type of plan Becca has." He replies. 

"But why her? You two are best friends, why would she wanna ruin your relationship?" I ask. 

"Well she said she liked me, before she moved away. I told her that I didn't like her that way. She probably wants revenge or something." He replies. 

"Wow.. Since you think its her can we do something?" I ask. 

"We can't do anything until we have evidence it was her." He replies. 

"Okay how do we do that?" I ask.

"I don't know, lets just stay away from her." He replies. 

"Okay, that's fine with me." I say. 

"I love you baby." He says sweetly. 

"I love you too." I reply. 

"I will make sure I am okay, she won't do anything to me." He says. 

"Your amazing Dylan, you always put me first." I reply. 

"That is because I love you, I am not amazing." He says. 

"Your right, your not amazing. Your perfect." I reply. 

"No.. You are." He says. 

"Dylan, we are perfect for each other." I reply. 

"That is true." He says and smiles and kisses me. 

All of a sudden we hear a gun shot outside. I scream and jump into Dylan's arms. He holds me and whispers to me. 

"Everything will be alright." 

We hear another gun shot. This one is closer to the window. We walk across the room. away from the window. As I am crossing in front of the window I all of a sudden feel pain in my side. I fall to the floor and I blackout.  

*Dylan's P.O.V.*

I hear another gun shot, then the window breaks. I see my girlfriend fall to the floor. I scream for my mom. I sit by Andrea, and I take my shirt off and wrap it around her side, trying to stop the blood. I start crying. My mom calls 911 and hands me a new shirt. After a few minutes the ambulance gets to my house. They take her away and we drive to the hospital. I cry the whole way there. What if she is not okay? On the way there I call her dad and let him know, and I call Alyssa. We get inside the hospital and sit in the waiting room. The doctor comes out. 

"Andrea has lost a lot of blood. We are afraid she might not make it." The doctor says. 

Instant pain I feel. I can't loose her. I start crying again, and I let out a few words. "Can I see her?"

The doctor nods and leads me to the room. I look and see the love of my life laying there in the hospital bed. 

"Andrea, please pull through this. I love you, and without you I would be nothing. We are going to find out who did this to you, and that person will be in jail forever. I am so sorry Andrea." I grab her hand and I hold it, letting my tears out until I fall asleep with my head by her hand. 

*Wow.. who shot her? Is this a good turn? Or should I not have done this?* 

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