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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. |
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| 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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