Chapter 1

Jonathan was asleep in his bed. As he slept, he tossed and turned.

"No!" Jonathan shouted in his sleep. "No! This can't be happening! You're lying! No! No!"

Chase walked into the room.

"Jonathan?" Chase asked concerned.

Jonathan continued to toss and turn in his sleep. Chase patted him on the shoulder.

"Jonathan," Chase said. "Wake up."

Jonathan woke up and looked at Chase.

"Dad," Jonathan said groggily. "Why did you wake me up? I was asleep."

"You were freaking out in your sleep and screaming," Chase said.

"I was kind of having a nightmare," Jonathan said.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Chase asked.

"No," Jonathan said. "I want to sleep."

"Okay," Chase said. "Sorry to wake you up then."

Chase walked out of the room, downstairs, and put his house shoes on. He then went outside to the front porch and sat on the steps. As he sat, he looked over across the street and saw Chris. Chris waved and Chase waved back. Chris motioned for Chase to come over. Chase walked across the street.

"What's up?" Chris asked.

"I was just thinking," Chase said.

"Well Chris Keller sometimes can't sleep and sits outside and thinks," Chris said. "Sometimes my best songs come from sitting out here. So what were you thinking about?"

"I'm worried about Jonathan," Chase said.

"Why?" Chris asked. "What happened? Did he get a tattoo?"

"No," Chase replied. "At least I hope not. If he did, he is so grounded."

"So why are you worried about him?" Chris asked.

"Last night I could hear him crying about something in the bathroom," Chase replied. "Then a few minutes ago I heard him screaming in his sleep."

"Maybe he was just being all emo-teen," Chris said. "As for the screaming in his sleep, maybe he was dreaming about meeting a famous celebrity like Christina Aguilera, who by the way sucker punched me once."

"He was screaming in horror," Chase said.

"Huh," Chris said. "Maybe he was running from a zombie in his dream."

"Good night Chris," Chase said walking back across the street.

"Or maybe a vampire!" Chris hollered.

"Hey!" a neighbor shouted. "Shut up!"

"No you shut up!" Chris shouted.

The next day, Jonathan was walking home from school. Chase pulled up beside him and rolled down the window.

"Hey Jonathan," Chase said. "Hop in."

Jonathan got in the car and buckled in.

"We need to talk when we get home," Chase said.