Falling for dylan

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Then I herd a large bang. Then another followed by people running on the beach calling out names. The people were dressed in almost all black, the had mask and guns. Lots of guns. Dylan yanked me behind a large rock, so no one could see us. Before I could scream for help, he held his hand pull over my mouth. Crying from fear, i held Dylan's hands that were still over my mouth. Crying. I herd screams and another gun shot. What was happening? I was lost in my thoughts before I saw a shadow. Dylan's hand was still over my mouth. I stood there probably the longest I ever have with out moving a single muscle. The shadow slowly walked away, I looked up at Dylan. "We have to check on our family?!" I whispered. He looked at me and started to peek his head over the rock. I guess he didn't see anyone because he signaled me to walk out. We darted for my back door. "DAD!" I yelled running over to him. I was still crying from fear, but it got heavier. My dads leg was surrounded by a puddle or blood. "Are you okay?!" I whispered shouted. "I'm fine. Go check on Lucas." He said signaling me to Lucas's room. Slowly walked up the stairs. I herd crying coming form Lucas's room. "Lucas?" I yelled. "It's all my fault" ye said, he didn't souls as drunk. He pushed passed me and ran down the stairs. I ran after him, falling a few times on the way. I hate this. I tried to run out the back door, causing me to hit my head. "Are you okay?!" Dylan said rushing over to me. I pushed him,off running after Lucas. I tried to run, but my head kept pounding. This really sucks. I slowed down while Lucas speed up. A black van took him into the darkenes. I sat on the cement crying. I wanted to know what was wrong. I cried for a while until Dylan came out. "What is happening?!" I yelled crying into his shoulder. He rubbed circles in my back, helping me to the car. I sat in the back, helping my dad to clam down. Whoever was in our house, they shot my dad. In the back seer of the car I found a note. I pushed it away as we pulled into the hospital. After about an hour of them working on my dads leg, they send us home. We walk in and everything is everywhere. Broken picture frames, couch cushions on the floor, and broken glass. I walked in the front door ready for some sleep. "Okay I guess I will head home" dylan said kissing my cheek. Before he could shut the door, I grabbed his arm. "Please don't leave me." I said pulling my hand back. "Okay, let's go get some sleep". He said groggy from being so tired. We walked up the stairs. I crawled into bed next to Dylan, and nuzzled up beside him. My head laying on his chest, his arms wrapped around my waist. I drifted off into a deep sleep. My dream was awful. Dylan and I were on the beach, like earlier. This time, the man found us while we were behind the rock. Then he held the gun to Dylan's head. Right before he pulled the trigger. I woke up. I was sweating, screaming and crying. I was pulled of the bed and someone's arms wrapped around mine. They were holding me bridal stile. "It was just a dream!" Dylan said rubbing circles in my back. "It was just a dream. I buried my face into the crook of his neck, still crying. "Come on, lay back down and I will get you some water" he said laying me down, pulling the covers back over me. I laid in bed, as Dylan walked down the stairs. "Are you kidding?!" I herd Dylan yell. I got up and ran down the stairs to find Dylan laying on the floor holding his foot. "What happened?!" I said running up to him and sitting on the floor. I went to reach for his floor. "What happened?!" I asked sitting on the floor watching Dylan sit there in pain. "Lucas came in to give you a letter. I herd a loud horn then he ran out the door and pushed passed me. I stepped back and stepped on a piece of glass" he said grabbing his foot slowly rocking back and forth. "Come on, babe" I said helping him up. We walked up the stairs, into my room. I laid him on the bed, I got some bandage and a towel. "Hold my hand" he said as I went to pull the piece of glass out. I let him grab my wrist, I wouldn't be able to pull it out with one hand. After getting the glass out and cleaning him up, I have him some Advil and eat he him go to sleep. I walked down stairs and picked up the letter. I ran outside and dropped to my knees. "LUCAS!" I yelled looking around, he wasn't in sight. I sat there on my knees sobbing. Please tell me that letter wasn't true.

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