A/N It has been such a long time since I updated this story, so I decided to rewrite it. I am super excited to rewrite it and get this story going again. I hope all of you will like it just as much as I do. And please don't hold back on commenting, I want to know what all of you think about it. So even if you think it completely sucks please tell me.
*Prologue*
"Mom! Dad?" I scream.
All I see is a huge sea of people, but I can't spot my parents. I just had to go to the toilet and they told me they would wait for me right here, but they are nowhere to be found.
"Dad! This isn't funny!" I keep screaming and walking around through the big crowd of people. 'God! Why are there so many people here' I think to myself. I start to panic, breathing faster and faster. My mind seem to be on overdrive. The crowd gets thicker and thicker, but I keep moving. No matter what I will find my parents.
I turn around the corner and immediately wish I didn't. There are three very badly damaged people lying on the ground, next to a car. The bodies are almost unrecognizable, but somewhere deep inside me I know that I was supposed to be next to them, laying on the ground. It's my family. Tears start to slip out of the corner of my eye. The urge to be near them is overwhelming. I can't think straight anymore. So I rudely shove a lot of people out of my way and run to my parents. I'm sobbing hysterically, but I don't really care at this moment, all I want is my parents and my brother back.
I feel two strong arms wrapping themselves around my waist. The arms lift me up and I start screaming and kicking.
"Calm down, you can't go near them." The boy says.
His voice is deep and a bit sexy. After a while I stop screaming and kicking, but I can't manage to stop crying. The boy's still holding me. It is almost comforting, almost. 'How the hell am I supposed to go home?' So many thought are dancing through my head. This is the worst vacation ever, I can't go back home because my flight is in five days and I can't afford buying a new one.
The boy puts me down again, but my knees are shaking and can't seem to support my weight. I immediately fall down, with my head in my hands I start crying again. His strong arms aren't around me anymore. I feel weak, his arms made me feel kind of safe, like all of this is some kind of twisted dream. 'You have 10 more seconds.' I tell myself. I can't lay here for the rest of my life.
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My parents and brother are death, I can't believe I'm on my own.
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I'll miss you dad.
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I'll miss you Caleb.
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I'll miss you more than anything mom.
With that in the back of my mind, I stand up. I let one more tear fall down and look at the boy. His eyes are blue like an ocean, he's about 16 years old and about 5,8 long. "Thank you." I whisper just hard enough for him to hear.
He's looking at me without saying anything. For five long minutes we just stand there.
"I assume that's your family." He says breaking the very uncomfortable silent. "Is there something I can do for you?" I shake my head.
As I turn around to walk away, he grabs my arm.
"You're gonna be okay. I promise, if you ever need me just call me, I'm here for you." He places a soft kiss on my head and gives me a little folded paper with his number on it. I feel a blush on my cheeks and quickly look down.
I walk over to the police officer, who's standing next to my family. Without looking at them I ask him if he can take my mother's necklace for me. He asks me a few questions to make sure I'm the daughter, but after those questions he goes to get it. He gives the necklace to me and I look at it. The Venice mask is covered in blood. I quickly put it in my purse and walk away, away from the crowd, away from the boy that's hunting me with his beautiful blue eyes.