A/N: make sure to let me know what you think of the story or what you think should happen next!

After his parents died in a car accident 5 years ago Dallas had a rocky childhood. not in the way that he was poor as he was quite the opposite, but in the fact that he was bullied for being an orphan.

With only his sister to take care of him he would regularly get into fights at school. As his counselor accurately explained one day after one of his fights.

"I think you're a great kid Dallas I just think your too distracted."

It was true Dallas had been distracted by his parents death ever since the accident, but there was more. He felt like a part of him was missing, and he wasn't talking about his arm which was amputated in an accident when he was five. he was thinking about something else or should I say someone?

"This fucking sucks" i said as i got up from my computer

" I'm going crazy being stuck in here! maybe I should look for some jobs or something to pass the time?"

I paced my garage back and forth hoping to think of something i could do.

"I could buy another car and fix it" i murmured.

"nah I already have my hands full"

i look down at the two cars that i had grown to love. On the right next to his work bench was a fully restored 1986 Toyota 4runner. That my mother drove when she was alive. It was completely stock with only a light bar modification in the grill. On the left was a battered 1975 280z that i was in the process of restoring. It was my dad's, and i wanted to finish what he had started. He couldn't just get another car I fear that he would possibly abandon a project and to him that was the worst thing he could possibly do.

"I'll check around for some jobs I guess... better than going insane" I murmured as I sat back down at the computer.

As I scrolled through all the ads for jobs in the area my eyes started to get heavy I had been up for hours and didnt realise that it was almost 8:am.

Still scrolling I found one ad that caught my attention. "Night guard position available" was all that the ad said but the picture was all too familiar. The job was in the next town over and i didnt mind driving so it might be good for me!

I picked up my phone i looked at the time, "Holy shit its 8:30?! I almost yelled.

Rubbing my eyes I decided I would call and see if I could get an interview for that night guard the number on the ad I was met with a pre recorded message saying that the Restuarant was closed until 9am.

I sighed and decided I would take a shower instead. After my shower which I could have sworn was five minutes but after looking at the clock on my phone I realized it was a 45 minute shower, I felt quite a bit better. I fixed my hair and got dressed as I normally would, and finally got the guts to call freddy's.

: "hello this is freddy fazbers pizza how may I help you!"

: "H-Hi I'm thinking about coming in for the night guard position you have. When should i come in for an interview?"

: "Oh great! Umm you can come in whenever today but not tomorrow. We are closed on sundays. Umm Can I get your full name for the manager please?"

: "umm yeah my name is Dallas Howell."

: "alright dallas hope to see you soon! Bye bye!"

:"bye!" I said as I hung up the phone.

"She seemed very nervous and very quick to get off the phone. Maybe her first day?" I thought, shrugging it off as a weird thought.

"Well I can go in at any time so why not now?" I thought.

I walked into my house and quickly made some breakfast. Grabbing my keys I hopped into the 4runner and started on my way to freddy's.

It was about a 30 minute drive for me, but i didn't mind it was actually an escape for me to get stuff off my mind. And the views aren't that bad either.

After pulling into the parking lot and locking my truck I walked up to the restaurant and opened the door getting slapped in the face by the smell of pizza. The smell reminded me of my childhood. I spent most of my days at this restaurant. As I looked around I started to realize how worn down everything looked.

"Man this place took a real big financial hit back in the day"

I said remembering how my parents sued the restaurant for all the psychological damage caused on that day. Shaking my head I walked up to the main counter to be greeted by a woman. She was about 5 foot 8 and looked to be in her 20's.

"how may I help you?" The woman asked with a smile

"Hi I called earlier for the night guard position." I told her Her smile seemed to fade as she waved for me to follow her.

"Ok! I'll take you to the managers office so you can talk to him about it."

Walking down a hallway we reached a door that said management and the woman knocked on the door and opened.

"A night guard applicant is here sir." She said, The man sitting at the desk looked up with somewhat of a smile and waved me in he looked somewhat familiar.

"So Dallas was it?" The manager asked.

"yes sir." Dallas responded preying this would go well.

"No need to be formal kid call me Dylan" the manager said holding his hand out for me to shake.

Shaking Dylan's hand I responded. "Nice to meet you Dylan"

"You dont happen to be related to Daniel and Angela Howell do you" asked Dylan

"What the hell kind of question was that?" I Thought.

"Yeah they where my parents." I responded feeling a slight twinge of sadness.

"Sorry kid I didnt mean to bring up bad memories it's just I knew your parents and all." Dylan responded with a sliver of guilt in his voice.

"It's not a big deal" I responded.

"How did you know get to know them?" I asked

" they hired me as a temp, I worked for them up until the accident."

My eyes widened "oh my god I remember now! I remember you where helping my dad with his work before he died! I knew I recognized you!"

Dylan chuckled "yeah"

"What where you guys working on anyway? I was never allowed to even know." I asked hoping to get an answer

"Well..."