Half a Heart-Torn [One direction fanfic]

They're dead.

My parents are dead.

The murderers are standing there, admiring the work, oblivious to me standing behind. My parents are lying in a surprisingly small pool of their blood, with bite marks on them, pale and cold. I gasp. They turn. I run.

Run! i sprint through, my now dead, parents land [forest.] Nearly there, i can see the road to help.

I'm falling, i trip on a stub. Someone catches me. Just as I was going to tell them what happened. I realized he was one of the murderers, he was wearing a black leather jacket, with a silver triangle and inside a circle. I couldn't see his face but i see his eyes. Their red. He touches my skin, his hands are cold, i begin to feel weak and dizzy. I'm dead. But then he places me on the floor, whispering "I never chose your parents, the others did." I faint

I wake covered in cold, sweat and darkness. It's 2 AM. It felt so real, how many times have i asked my self if it's true, if my parents are dead. Although my 'parents' say it's just a dream. I know there's something I'm missing. It's like a memory, the more i dream about it the clearer it becomes. But need to get on with my life and just forget but i feel like I'm missing something/someone key to this mystery.