| CHAPTER 3 |
| "Hey baby." "Hi," Dillan types to Jon E BonoName. "Wuz up?" "I am so tired." She takes a drink of her coffee. "I literally had a very long night." "Why? What happened," John typed with a concerned smiley face following the message. "I almost got kidnapped last night." "Oh sweetie. Are you okay?" "Yea, but guess the worst part." "You didn't catch the guy?" "Well, that too." She took a deep breath and hesitated before typing her words. "He came from here." "Here meaning internet?" "Exactly." "What? How could he.. Give me his email. I want to talk to this guy. I'll kick his ass. I swear to God he'll pay." Dillan cut him off. "Johnny, baby. Its okay. The police will find him. I'm staying home until they catch him. I can't go back to work because that's the only place he knows I go." "If you need any financial help, just give me your address and I will be more than happy to send you some dough." "No you can't do that. You told me that you can't do much with you teacher's salary. Plus with your new house, you'll need the money for unexpected things. Its really okay. I'll be fine. Thank you." "Anytime. Remember that! I have to go now. My brothers are being asses and want me off," Johnny typed. "Haha. Its cool. I'll email you later." "Later babe!" Johnny has been at the top of Dillan's buddy list for 8 months now. "Life is love. Love is music. Music is life." Thats the quote that caught his eye in her profile, and they ahve been chatting back and fourth ever since. They both have a lot of the same interests. She loves that he has the same kind of feeling for music like she does; both sing every second they can a day. They both love the same kinds of sports, and hobbies. CHAPTER 4 Featured Stories MAIN PAGE |