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   �I told you to break it off with him before it was too late,� Gracie said, sitting with me at lunch.  �I heard about Rob, and I know what really happened.  I�m sorry.�
    �How do you know Dylan?� I asked, not looking at her.  She sighed.
    �When I moved here a few years ago, my parents enrolled me at Washington.  I met Dylan, and we started going out.  It was a typical high school relationship�so eventually, it ended.  I broke up with him, but he just wouldn�t leave me alone.  He was always in the hall, following me, asking why I didn�t love him�it eventually got so bad, my parents and I decided to get a restraining order.  I transferred to here, and I haven�t seen him in two years�except for that run-in at the caf�.�
    �It was that bad?�
    �Yeah, and, Jacqueline, I think you shouldn�t go to Disillusioned anymore.  Try to stay away from him before it gets too bad.  And be careful, okay?�
    �I thought he loved me.  I actually thought he did,� I whispered to no one in particular.
    �He did love you.  He still does.  He just wants to be the only one that loves you.  When I was going out with him, he pulled me away from my friends and family.  He was the only one I spent time with.  Fortunately, my parents and I took action before he actually killed anyone��
    �So you�re saying my family�s in danger, too?�
    �Jacqueline, tell someone the truth about Dylan�tell someone how Rob really died.  I have to go.  Good luck.�
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   �I can�t believe I�m doing this�if he finds out, I�m putting everyone I know in danger,� I thought.  I was standing outside the Coleman�s door.  It was 3:30...I�d just gotten out of school.  I rang the doorbell, and Rob�s mom answered.
    �Mrs. Coleman, I really need to talk to you,� I said.
    �Jacqueline, honey, this really isn�t a good time.�  Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and she was clenching a tissue in her hand.
    �Mrs. Coleman, it�s about Rob.�
    She sighed.  �Come in, then.�  She took me to the living room and offered me a seat.
    �Mrs. Coleman, Rob didn�t commit suicide.  He was murdered,� I said.  I proceeded to explain everything about my relationship with Dylan, and his jealousy over Rob and I.  I told her about the phone call, and Dylan�s threat at the caf� this morning.  When I was done talking, she cleared her throat.
    �Leave.  Thank you for telling me this, but I already lost my son.  You were the closest thing to a daughter I�ve ever known.  I don�t want to lose you to.  I�ll tell no one what you told me, and be sure you aren�t seen leaving this house.  Thank you, Jacqueline,� she said, hugging me.  I started crying.
    �Mrs. Coleman, I loved Rob.  If I thought this ever would of happened��
    �We can�t do anything about it now�just go, honey.�
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   I awoke around 1:00 in the morning, covered in a cold sweat.  I�d just had a nightmare about Dylan murdering Rob right in front of me�I couldn�t help Rob�I just stood there, watching my best friend die.
    I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.  I flipped on the switch and screamed.  Dylan was standing in the corner, smiling evilly.  Only it wasn�t Dylan�it was Rob.  �Why do you want to kill me?� I screamed. 
    �Revenge,� Rob hissed.  �If you wouldn�t of gone out with Dylan, I�d still be alive.  It�s your fault I�m dead.
    I woke up.  �God,� I whispered.  It was only a dream.
    I sat up straight in bed, not moving.  I thought I heard a stair creak.
    �You�re being paranoid,� I told myself.  �There�s no way anyone�s in this house��
     I heard it again.  I started crying, actually fearing for my life.  What about New York?  I had too many plans�I couldn�t die now�
    I heard another creak.  I looked out my bedroom door.  I couldn�t see anything.
    �Jackie, honey, what�s wrong?� It was my mom.  She must of heard me crying.
    �Was it you on the stairs?� I whispered. 
    �Yeah, honey, I went to the bathroom, and came up and heard you crying.  What�s wrong?�
    �Nothing�I just had a bad dream.�  I was so relieved�I wasn�t going to die�at least not tonight.
*
   A week later, I visited Rob�s grave.  I placed a bouquet of  daisies on his grave, and turned to go to my car.
    Dylan was sitting on a nearby marker, smiling.  �Haven�t seen you in a while.�
    �Do you think that was an accident?� I replied, still walking to my car.  My heart was beating faster�I was terrified to be alone, in a graveyard, with Dylan.
   �Hey, Box, don�t be mean�it�s me, Dylan��  I spun around, facing him.
    �Dylan, stop it.  I don�t want you following me.  And don�t call me Box.  You�re trying to replace Rob�he�s irreplaceable.  I�m going home and telling my parents everything, and then you�re going to jail, if not sentenced to the death penalty.  And then I can go to New York, and forget everything that�s happened.�
    "You�re not leaving without me!� He yelled, grabbing me by the waist and holding a gun to my stomach.  �Let me tell you how this is gonna go down...first, I�m gonna kill you, and then I�m gonna kill me.�  I started to scream.  �Shh�don�t yell�this will all be over in a few seconds��
I heard a loud bang, and then my world went black.
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