Chapter 3

Jadeunkown: thank you for the comment me and my dad chuckled at the chainsaw part but he also found five spelling errors which made it all the more funny thank you for joining the army and helping me take down the lawyers we will need your chain saw skills

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball dragon ball z or GT but I own Dylan and my friend Jadeunknown owns Crystal and I thank her for letting me use her

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This writing means someone is singing

Dylanleon35: sup Leon warriors welcome to chapter 3 of the story how you all been I see your reading this in your house on a computer what and you're wearing a black shirt eating popcorn how do I know all this it's because you all are Leon warriors and I have mini spy cameras in your houses BWAHAHAHA! JK I don't have spy cameras in your house or do I *mischievous smile*

Lawyers: were back and we all have the evidence in this tape recording now we have a reason to arrest you it's illegal to hook cameras in someone's home

Dylanleon35: oh no not you guys again I was kidding

Lawyer: "sure you were"

Dylanleon35: where's your evidence

Lawyers: *shows tape recorder*

Dylanleon35: oh man that's not valid

Lawyers: deny all you want but your coming with us *takes handcuffs out*

Dylanleon35: oh no I won't I know my rights I want a lawyer

Lawyers: we are Lawyers

Dylanleon35: that's not at all what I meant and you know it

Lawyers: to bad

Dylanleon35: well before I go to jail let's start the story before *ahem* I face trials

Chapter 3 I'm so dead

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Me and Steve made the phone call we were first going to call home but I didn't know my houses phone number so we called the police

911: 911 what is your emergency?

Steve: I'm here to report a house and practically all its items have been robbed and a lost little girl

911: what's this girls name

Steve: Dylan

911: I'll need the last name too sir

Steve: oh sorry pardon me but excuse me for one moment mam *looks away from the phone* Dylan can you tell me your last name it's for the nice lady

Dylan: it's Leon

Steve: huh really? One moment sweety *goes back to the phone* it's Leon

911: oh my gosh!? Guys I found her! One moment please I'll be right back

Steve: no worries well still be here please take all the time you need mam

~few seconds later~

911: can you state your location?

Steve: were located in *says an address*

(dylanleon35: you guys decide where they are)

911: please stay where you are will be sending someone to pick her up

Steve: no problem thank you and have a nice night *hangs up* well Dylan they'll be sending someone to take you home *smiles*

Dylan: heh yay I'm so *sigh* happy

I didn't say it with much enthusiasm though because that meant I would never see Steve again and I didn't want to leave Steve he was such a nice and understanding guy and he didn't yell at me or call me names and he was my friend and friends don't leave friends I wanted to stay with Steve and he was very smart he could see how unhappy I acted so he tried cheering me up what a nice guy

Steve: hey Dylan did you know that your last name in Spanish means Lion

Dylan: no

Steve: well it does how cool is that

Dylan: Spanish huh Steve does that mean I'm Mexican?

( dylanleon35: I don't mean to be racist this is a five year old speaking don't blame me I'm sorry if I insulted you but come on five year old here)

Steve: well maybe it does do you know how to say hello in Spanish? *sits down*

Dylan: hola

Steve: that's right you're so smart and at such a young age too where did you learn how to speak Spanish Dylan?

Dylan: my grandma taught me she knows a lot of Spanish

Steve: do you know how to count in Spanish

Dylan: yeah Uno dos tres cuatro cinco seis siete ocho nueve diez once doce trece uuuuhh?

Steve: catorce

Dylan: oh catorce yeah I can only count to fourteen well now fifteen

Steve: it does take a lot of time to master the Spanish language

Dylan: you sure do know a lot of Spanish hey Steve are you Mexican

Steve: he-he-he no Dylan I just studied it in college

Dylan: college?

Steve: yeah college

Dylan: what's that?

Steve: college is a school that older people go to too learn more it also helps them get a job

Dylan: really so if I go to college I can get the job I've always wanted

Steve: mmhm *nods head* but you have to study and work really hard Dylan in school you need good grades to get into the college you want and you need to take a test and pass

Dylan: wow that sounds hard

Steve: don't worry about it little one first you need to have good grades in school you can worry about the test later on

Dylan: few okay I can do that

Steve: I like that confidence now what's that job you want later on in life Dylan

Dylan: I want to become a super awesome really cool life longing special flying flame headed fast strong monster truck driver *sparkles appear on her eyes*

Steve was dumbfounded that was an answer he was not expecting from a little girl as sweet an innocent as her sure he was expecting a fairy princess or something girly like that but hey Dylan is special he immediately recovered from his shock and then laughed

Steve: *smiles then snickers*

he tried to hold it in to not offend Dylan but failed miserably

Steve: he-he-he-HAHAHAHEHEHEHA!

Dylan: what's so funny? Steve hey come on Steve I wanna know what's so funny Steve Steve Steve! *waves arms out infront of Steve to gain his attention* your ignoring me hey small kid talkin here hey hey! *frowns*

Steve: its hehehe your hahaha you hahaha can't hehehe b-breath *inhales air* *pant* *pant* boy oh boy you sure do know how to make someone smile

Dylan: I do?

Steve: sure you do *puts hands on her shoulders and talks seriously but kindly* listen Dylan you're a good kid you have cool kind funny personality don't let anyone change you or make you change yourself your beautiful just the way you are

Dylan: r-really? *smiles*

Steve: *grins* really

Dylan: you know that reminds me of a song

Steve: really what?

Dylan: do you know the song Just the way you are by Bruno Mars

Steve: do I ahem *inhale* ohh her eyes her eyes make the stars look like they're not shin 'in

Dylan: her hair her hair falls perfectly without her tryin

Steve and Dylan: she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday * Steve stands up and starts doing hand motions while he sings to make it look emotional*

( dylanlen35: so yeah I don't know song came to my mind during this )

Steve: yeah I know I know when I compliment her she won't believe me and it's so it's so sad to think that she don't see what I see but every time she asks me "do I look okay?" I say

Dylan: when I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are

Steve: and when you smile *Dylan smiles* the whole world stops and stares for awhile *Dylan smiles even wider* cause girl your amazing just the way you are *picks Dylan up and spins her around*

Dylan: hehehehe higher Steve weeee!

*Steve continued to spin Dylan around happily *

And then we both laughed

Dylan and Steve: HAHAHAHAHEHEHAHAHEHA!

And that's what we did we laughed sang danced and talked we both had such a great super fun awesome time I wanted it to last forever or even longer than it did I couldn't even remember the last time I had this much fun I wasn't sad anymore I was so happy Steve was an awesome friend to be with I wanted to be feeling like this forever happy and have fun Steve knew what to say to make me feel better when I felt down and I only met him today but it felt like we were already best friends but I'm not a favoritism kind of person practically everyone I meet is my best friend but Steve was different he was an adult I could tell my mom I was friends with another adult the stars were twinkling above us making it have a calm and beautiful but energetic disco kind of feeling it felt like we could sing and dance the whole night me and Steve were having such a great time but then it happened at first I thought did someone call the cops because we were making so much noise trust me this happened once at home and it did not end well let's just say my parents will never make the mistake again of buying me a trumpet for Christmas but when Steve said

Steve: I guess it's time for you to go home

The smile that was on my face moments ago immediately disappeared the happiness I felt moments ago went away I started to feel sad I stood still just watching the cop car park and the sirens flash blue red blue red I didn't want to go to the car I wasn't scared of the man inside the car but I was scared of leaving Steve I didn't want to go I wanted to sing and dance and laugh with Steve forever I started to get goose bumps all over it suddenly started to feel cold I probably would've stood there all day if Steve didn't say

Steve: milady you carriage awaits *bows in a fancy and respectful manor*

I would've giggled but I was to sad and nervous we started to walk over to the police car we kept walking I dreaded the moment when we had to stop I kept thinking you'll see him again he's your friend don't worry its fine you'll go home and see mom and dad and soul and blake but I didn't want to go home I wanted to stay with Steve this wasn't fair it didn't take long to reach the car but to me it felt like forever when we reached the car the door opened a man in a light brown long button coat with a hat of the same color he was wearing shades when he came out of the car he looked at Steve and grinned

?: well how surprising what are you doing here Steve?

Dylan: ( is Steve friends with him? )

Steve: well if it isn't detective Jack

Jack: long time no see Steve *they both shake hands*

Dylan: ( Jack? ) who are you? are you one of Steves friends?

Steve: dylan this is detective Jack

Dylan: (detective? no way detective!) you're the detective Steve told me about your the one who was in Steve's case!

Jack: Steve have you been telling people about me again

Steve: yes Dylan this is Jack the detective that was in my case

Dylan: wow I never thought I'd ever meet you I thought you'd have Sherlock Holmes clothes with a magnifying glass and have a sidekick and have one of those pipe thingies

Jack: nope sorry to disappoint you but I'm not that guy

Dylan: it's okay I just never imagined you look like this *I stick my hand out to shake his*

Jack: *shakes my hand* nice to meet you in person Dylan

Dylan: you too Jack

While I shook his hand his sleeve lowered a bit showing something black on his palm it looked like an M

Dylan: what's that *points to wrist*

Jack: just a tattoo

Dylan: looks cool I want one

Steve: trust me on this one Dylan you don't need one

Jack: he's right you really don't need one you've gotta get people to repeatedly poke you with a needle into your skin with and trust me it hurts its also bad for the blood abd once you get it its there permanently

Dylan: sounds painful nevermind about that then

Jack: anyway Steve you still haven't told me what are you doing here?

Steve: well I was keeping an eye on my new friend Dylan

My eyes and ears perked up when he said friend and I grinned

Jack: how'd you find her though?

Steve: more like she found me what happened was that

And so Steve told Jack what happened to me and what we did and what we talked about and when he was done telling him everything Jack nodded understandingly he turned toward me I was thinking that he was going to yell at me and say that I'd been a bad girl but he bent down on his knee and told me

Jack: Dylan we'd been looking all over for you

Dylan: you have?

Jack: *nods* mmhm we need to take you back home to your family so that we can call off the search okay

I wanted to say I don't wanna but I walked into the car sitting in the back seat thinking I don't wanna go I don't wanna go I don't wanna go I looked out the window Jack and Steve were out there still talking the window was open but I wasn't paying too much attention to their conversation they didn't seem to notice me starring at them I turned my gaze somewhere else I could feel the cold breeze from the night on my skin I looked up at the sky it showed stars and it was a mixing color of black and purple I started thinking do I have to go back home I mean they'll probably never want to see me again and wont they be happy when I'm gone and Steve will take care of me when I grow up I'll get to be the best monster truck driver there is and I'll make so much money I'll buy Steve a monster truck and we can go racing each other and whoever wins gets to pick the song the person has to sing yeah it'll be great then everyone will be happy I'll never have to leave Steve and my family wont have to worry about me not locking the door or setting the kitchen on fire and other stuff ever again I was to distracted into my own thoughts that I almost didn't hear Jack and Steve say

Jack: well we better get going

Steve: you best be on your way detective bye Dy-

Dylan: NO!

I cut Steve off from saying bye Dylan because he didn't need to say it because I was going to stay with him as soon as the word left my mouth I jumped out of the car window and landed on top of Steve I heard him oof but I wrapped my arms around him in a tight hug any five year old could give my head buried into his coat and I could feel the tears come down my chubby cheeks and in a hoarse voice said

Dylan: I don't wanna go I wanna stay with Steve *sniff*

Usually when I threw fits like these my parents would scold me or my dad would pick me up and carry me back to the car and when we got home I would be sent off to my room would Steve do the same thing scold me and send me home saying I was being immature I should stop crying for dumb things was this a dumb thing to cry about maybe it was but I didn't want to go home and get yelled at again I wanted to be with Steve and have monster truck races and sing songs and dance more and play hide and go seek and eat bacon together and go to his wife Sharron's grave I felt Steve's arms move he was getting ready to push me off send me into the car with an annoyed look and probably never want to see me again he put his arms around me he was gonna do it gonna send me away and hope to never remember me again but instead of him pushing me off his chest he lifted me up carrying me in a fatherly way and said

Steve: you sure no how to give a bear hug dylan

I looked up and saw him staring at me with kind eyes and smiling down on me I understood why Sharron liked it so much it made you feel all warm and toasty inside it made you want to just smile back and say hello he wiped my tears away from my cheeks and said

Steve: oh Dylan there's no need for you to cry show me that fun happy smile you've got

I was surprised and happy that Steve didn't be mad at me for crying and throw a fit so I didn't need to throw a fake happy smile at him I smiled as wide as I could letting my teeth show and all and I saw his eyes give off a twinkle

Jack: well then so you say you want to stay with my bud Steve huh

I turned around and said yes

Jack: yeah I know how you feel Steve has got this thing about him that makes you just want to be with him and just have a good time forever everyone practically wants to be friends with him but Dylan we've got to take you back home to your family

Dylan: but I don't wanna leave Steve

Steve: I don't want you to go either Dylan but Jacks right your family would miss you if you stayed with me and this isn't a very safe place to be for you I also don't have enough money to feed you or give you a house to live in and keep sending you to school and we all need that education because remember no education means no college and no college means

Dylan: no monster truck driving job then that means we won't go racing and you'll never get a monster truck so we can race and then you won't be able to sing to me 22 by Taylor swift and then you'll never have bacon eating contests with me

Jack and Steve gave shocked looks thinking like where did she get those ideas from and then they laughed

Steve: he-he-he oh Dylan remember what I said keep that personality of yours

Jack: he-he-he Dylan what goes on in that imagination of yours

Dylan: you've got no idea Jack no idea

Jack: and what is that supposed to mean

Dylan: I'll leave your imagination to that *grins*

Steve: so what do you think Jack

Jack: I agree Steve

Dylan: huh? I agree what?

Jack: oh it's nothing

Dylan: mmhm I maybe five but I know that nothing always means something

Steve: okay now it's official

Dylan: what's official?

Jack: you act like Sharron

Dylan: Sharron? Steve's Sharron?

Jack: more like Sharron's Steve but yeah

Dylan: wow

Jack: anyway back to the matter in progress are you ready to go home Dylan

Dylan: no but I'll try to

Steve: alrighty then *puts me down*

Dylan: aw Steve did you have to put me down

Steve: sorry Dylan but Steve aint as strong as he used to be and you're quit heavy for a five year old

Jack opened the door

Jack: why did you jump out the window when the door was unlocked?

Dylan: because that wouldn't have made it even more emotional and I like jumping out of windows

Steve: you shouldn't do that Dylan you could hurt yourself

Dylan: I know

Jack: then why do you do it?

Dylan: you never know when you'll have to jump out a window I practice because when I get a monster truck driving job there will be times when I'll have to jump out

Jack: your serious in getting that job aren't you

Dylan: I'm as serious at getting this job like you trying to fly like a bird in the sky

Steve: but that's impossible (be great if that was possible though)

Dylan: exactly

Jack: I'm confused

Steve: well good luck in getting that job Dylan

Dylan: Steve will I ever see you and Jack again

Steve: someday Dylan someday

I gave Steve and Jack a hug and then stepped into the police car but Jack didn't go in

Dylan: Jack you're not coming

Jack: no me and Steve have decided to go out and have some dinner it's been awhile sense I've seen my old friend

Dylan: oh okay be sure to order bacon you need to eat bacon

Jack: *chuckles* sure *smiles*

The car started to drive away the window was still open so I stood on my seat and stuck half my body out the window and waved goodbye shouting

Dylan: BYE STEVE BYE JACK!

They were waving goodbye too shouting goodbye Dylan we were smiling at each other while the car drove away getting further and further away from Jack and Steve till I couldn't see them anymore I sat back down on my seat my head still sticking out of the window looking out at the quiet night the breeze suddenly didn't feel cold I actually started to enjoy it after a while I started to become tired I looked up at the moon seeing how round it was and how white it looked before I closed my tired eyes and went to sleep

then things started to start switching getting all wonkey and the colors and scenes began to change into something new and familiar it was my room I was laying on my bed looking up at the ceiling with a far away distance but sad look thinking I didn't do it this sucks how come you cant just believe me I knew this I remember this it was my memory this was the moment I was accused of taking souls cash

I mean id never steal anything from her like that I'm not that mean or crazy come on people this is so boring even if I confess I took the money which I didn't they'd ask me where it is and I'd be like I don't know and they'd be like how could you not know and I'd be like cause I didn't take it and they'd be like you just said you did and I'd shout well when your locked up in your room for three days you start to think doing math homework is better then this! and they'd be like your lying and I'd be like no I'm not and then they'd probably punish me more for thinking I still lied like send me down and do the dishes or something crazy like that uuuggh *knock knock* oh my it's dinner time for the prisoner I thought sarcastically

my door opens and I see my brother Blake come in with some beans and rice with beef and a glass of milk I don't bother to look at him making it look like the ceiling is actually a very interesting thing to look at than him carrying a plate of food into my room he set it down on my droor sometimes he'd stand there and stare at me I'd usually just ignore him and he'd go away I knew what he was thinking can't believe she took the money how despicable how am I even related to her she's crazy setting the house on fire jumping out windows making loud noise all day it seems so impossible yeah all that stuff it was silent and awkward well for me it was I started to get all fidgety because he kept starring at me all silent I tried to keep starring at the ceiling but my eyes wouldn't listen to me and they kept taking glances over at Blake I tried playing it cool acting like I didn't care but of course I did why is he still here? what's he gonna say? should I say something? no don't make it look like you care is he gonna leave? why does he keep starring at me like that? don't say anything don't move be cool and that's what I did I put on my best poker face and staid as stiff as a statue and it worked he walked over to my door yes he was leaving lady gaga aint got nothing on this face I thought and held back my smirk thinking oh yeah see what I did there feeling all proud about myself but then what happened next made me nearly say huh? instead of leaving the room like a normal person would Blake had to be the person that had to be all up in other people business he closed my door still staying in the room leaning against the door like trying to imply I aint going nowhere son he starred at me and I starred back at him we were both silent I didn't know it but I was frowning at him not like I'm so mad at you kind of frown more like what are you doing kind of frown and I gave him a look that said what! what is it! then he said

Jason: you didn't do it

and those words took me back by surprise sure I'd been dreaming these past days for someone to say those words but when you actually see it happening you can just hardly believe it I should've been happy over run with joy jumping up and down on my bed saying he believes me he believes he believes me! but right now I was just surprised I didn't expect it to come from him but that's the thing me and my bro are close we've got a special bond so do me and soul but those are two different special bonds my bond with my bro is different he's like my funny cool understanding fun best friend we argue but not as much as me and soul do anyway while I was laying on my bed starring at him in surprise he stood up straight and looked a little angry at me he frowned at me my frown disappeared as soon as he said you didn't do it I was sitting up with crossed legs starring at him while he said

Jason: well how could I not believe! you I mean you've been in here three days and haven't even cracked after at least an hour you'll confess I mean your not that willed and when someone brings you food you always jump for it and take it away like the hungry lion you are but now you look like you don't care when I walk in with beef and milk and we all know your not that smart to make a plan to take souls cash and use it to buy something for yourself that's to high ranged up smart for someone like you to come up with if I didn't come up with it then you never would've thought of it and your never this quite your always wake me up with your loud voice you should be at least singing one of those songs you like like I don't know poker face by lady gaga or something like that its annoying when you sing buts its even more annoying when your not I mean all your doing is just laying on that lazy ass of yours moping around with a bored sad face and that makes me just wanna punch dad for making you feel like that and I don't feel like getting my ass grounded and another thing you-

he probably would've said something else that insulted me and made me feel better but I cut him off I wasn't really listening that much anyway all that was going through my head at that moment was you didn't do it over and over replaying and then when I couldn't hold it in anymore I jumped up and flew my arms around him tightly nearly knocking him down from surprise and having my head on top of his chest smiling joyfully tears at the end of my eyes and cried out softly saying

you believe me...

he stopped talking out of shear surprise mouth still open as if still trying to say what he was about to say before but just couldn't process what just happened he looked down and starred at me still surprised wondering why are you hugging me then the words I said seconds before played in his head and then he smiled he wasn't angry with me he just needed to let some steam off for the outrage of no one believing me and sense he couldn't do it on mom or dad or soul the only person left was me even though I was the victim but he wrapped his arms around me returning the hug looking down at my over joyed state and just simply dropped it and said

Jason: he-he yeah...yeah I do...little D

little D was a nickname he gave me I called him big J not very creative but we like it anyways after all the hugging we both sat down on my bed I was still a bit upset though but not as much as before at least I had one person believe me but I still wanted to get out of my room and hang out with my friend crystal I hadn't seen her in over three days or more and I was missing her really badly me and Blake didn't say much till he broke the silence

Jason: well we cant just sit here and do nothing

Dylan: well what are we supposed to do?

Jason: I don't know

Dylan:...maybe we could do those things that people do in detective shows

Jason: investigate and search for clues that's a great idea little D a rare thing to happen to

Dylan: "gee thanks big J" ( actually I was thinking we split up like they do in Scooby do cause they always find the culprit after that but sure let's go with that)

Jason: okay lets think she realized her money was gone three days ago who was with her before that

Dylan: well I remember you were at Dan's house and I was watching Dbz and playing video games and soul was...

Jason: she was...

Dylan: I don't know I wasn't with her like I said playing video games while watching Dbz

Jason: well this is getting us no where...okay no one in our family took it so it had to be someone out of the family maybe someone Soul knows

Dylan: like a friend but what friend would steal from soul?

Jason: one that's selfish enough to screw there friendship and take her cash

Dylan: but who would she trust enough to tell them about her money

Jason: someone who she hangs out with a lot

Dylan: someone who she tells everything to

Jason: someone who'd be greedy enough to take it

Dylan: someone that comes over all the time

Jason: someone that's smart enough to plan this

Dylan: but strong

Jason: and a good liar

Dylan: the last person who you'd think would never take it

Jason: but suspect that they would

Dylan: someone like...

Jason:like...

and then it hit us

Jason and Dylan:...CHRISTIAN!

Jason: it was so obvious

Dylan: I mean why wouldn't it be him he's a stupid annoying little horrible greedy drug addicted son of a burrito and_

Jason: self centered son of a b**tch

Dylan: yeah that too

Jason: then why don't you just say it is it because of "that's a bad word" kind of crap

Dylan: no its just that I don't think there is any need to say those words when you can just call them something else also I don't want to call anyone that I mean I'd rather let someone call me a piece of food than that

Jason: yeah yeah yeah youll get around to it sooner or later but that's beside the point anyway we've gotta find a way to prove that Christian was the one that took it and not you

Dylan: but how?

Jason: we could-

Mom: JASON COME DOWNSTAIRS YOUR FOODS BEEN READY!

Jason: IN A MINUTE MOM!

Mom: YOUR FOODS GETTING COLD!

Jason: I SAID IN A MINUTE!

Mom: JASON WERE NOT GONNA BE WAITING FOR YOU TO COME DOWNSTAIRS AND EAT!

Jason: THEN JUST START WITHOUT ME!

Mom: ITS BEEN READY FOR OVER 2O MINUTES!

Jason: I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!

Mom: THE FLYS ARE GONNA BE POOPING ON IT IF YOU DONT GET DOWN HERE NOW!

Jason: THEN I'LL JUST NOT EAT THE FOOD THEY TOOK A SH- I MEAN POOP IN!

Mom: IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE YOUR BEANS ARE GONNA BE FREEZING!

Jason: THEN JUST PUT IT BACK IN THE MICROWAVE!

Mom: JASON SATRON LEON IF YOU DONT GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW YOU WONT BE EATING ANY DINNER TONIGHT!

Jason: *gasp* (she wouldn't dare)

and as if my mom was reading Jasons thoughts she shouted

Mom: IM SERIOUS JASON YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS BEFORE I DUMP THIS OUT FIVE

Jason: MOM IM NOT SEVEN

Mom: FOUR

Jason: IM TO OLD FOR COUNTING MOM!

Mom: THREE

Jason: T-THATS NOT GONNA WORK

But Jason's confidence was leaving him quickly

Mom: TWO

Jason: OKAY OKAY I'M COMING JUST PLEASE STOP COUNTING well talk about this later little D moms serious about this

Dylan: okay but you better hurry moms probably already dumping your food in the trash all ready

Jason: yeah

and then Jason rushed out of my room down the stairs before mom could dump his dinner down the trashcan leaving me alone to think about my problem

I knew it why didn't I think about it before of course Christian did it I mean why wouldn't it be him I never liked that guy from the moment I laid my eyes on him but how am I supposed to prove he did it even though it's so obvious it was him finger prints nah cameras nope call nine one one and let them solve the crime pfft hah not gonna happen I'm doing this on my own well with some help from Blake but I cant prove anything if I'm stuck in this room I know I said I loved my room but this doesn't feel like an awesome fun place to be it feels more like a jail cell

Dylan's stomach: growl

Dylan: oh yeah cant think on an empty stomach can I those beans are mine!

and so after dinner me and Jason talked about how to prove my innocents and how much of a jerk Christian is and what were supposed to do to prove how much of a rotten slice of pizza he was this planning and talking and eating and hanging out did two things one was gonna help me prove my innocents and two improve me and Blake's brother and sister bond me and him get distracted easily so we'd usually just talk about other stuff like monster trucks, school, mom and dad, stupid stuff we did in the past, and what I still usually do now I stopped jumping out of windows a long time ago but I still did some stupid things the'll never let me make my own pizza ever again but we did still talk about the plan in how to prove my innocents but with all the other distraction it took us like a whole week to come up with a plan but it seemed like a good plan to me

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it was time to put the plan in action I was sitting in bed tapping my feet on the floor and twirling my thumbs in anticipation waiting waiting it was almost time I just couldn't wait anymore I fidgeted in my bed I just couldn't sit still I was so excited I'd been waiting almost two weeks for this I waited some more an was starting to get a little impatient

Dylan: where is he

why was he taking so long did he get caught I thought no he couldn't have if he did all our hard work would be for nothing no I refuse to think that he'll fail Jason will succeed and then I heard the knock on my door I jumped up and ran to my door I didn't even bother to check if it was him or not I just opened the door and pulled him into my room and slammed the door shut and turned toward him

Jason: you couldn't have at least been a bit more gentle

Dylan: yeah yeah yeah whatever do you have it!?

Jason hid his hands behind his back

Jason: I don't knooow *smirks* maybe?

Dylan: come on big B where is it?

Jason took his hands away from his back and showed me the little box he had in his hands I snatched it away and quickly started wrestling the cardboard picking at the tape not caring if it looked like cardboard bloody murder I just wanted to get the item that was inside really badly

Jason: wow it's almost like a lion trying to rip away at it's dead pray

I probably would've replied something back but I was to excited and occupied to listen when I ripped away a big enough hole I stuck my hand in and took out the item and lifted it into the air as if it was a trophy I had one from the olympics with a triumphant smile on my face

Jason: what's the big deal it's just a key chain

Dylan: it's not "just a key chain" it's a Vegeta Key chain

Jason: isn't he evil

Dylan: okay first of all he's awesome and he maybe evil but that's what makes him awesome and just because he wanted to destroy earth killed his own comrade and wanted immortality and probably did a lot of other stuff that involved killing that I'm not aware of doesn't make him evil it just makes him a cool villain that is probably a psychotic killer but later on he helps them

Jason: by over obsessing on defeating Goku and being a total dickhead for the rest of the season

Dylan: you wouldn't understand how awesome and cool Vegeta is in his own special way he's good

Jason: some "special" way anyway are you ready?

Dylan: *plays with keychain* what?

Jason: you know the plan we've already wasted enough time for me to buy you that

Dylan: the plan?

Jason: yeah the plaaaan

Dylan: oh yeeeaah the plan yeah sure okay lets do it

Jason: good you know what to do

Dylan: *nods*

Jason: good

we both step over to my door while I stuck my vegeta keychain in my pocket he opens the door and it was probably my imagination but I felt a rush of wind blow through my face and I rushed out of the room and landed on my knees hands raised into the air and I shouted out

Dylan: FREEEEDOOOMMM!

Jason: *hits Dylan at the back of the head*

Dylan: ow! what was that for? *rubs the back of head*

Jason: ssshhhh do you wanna get caught then keep quite mom and dad went grocery shopping at fresh and easy Souls in charge so she invited Christian over

Dylan: *makes a fake barf sound*

Jason: so right now they're downstairs probably talking about who cares what which means that you'll have the chance to prove he did it so I'll distract her while you record him steal some other stuff with and you have no idea what I had to go through to get this your Ipod *takes out Dylan Jr.*

Dylan: *hand rushes out and takes Dylan Jr. away but careful to not be to forceful* h-how did you get him back

Jason: it wasn't easy you have no idea how many hours it took me to convince mom and dad to let me keep an eye on your Ipod

Dylan: his names Dylan Jr. and why did it take so long to convince them

Jason: let's just say they don't think I'm "responsible" *does that finger quote thing*

Dylan: well doesn't matter I got Dylan Jr. back now lets do this thing!

I turned around getting ready to tip toe down the stairs until something stopped me I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was turned around and I felt arms wrap around me in a hug I was caught off guard so I had no idea what to do should I hug back but before I could Jason immediately let the hug end

Dylan: uum...what was with the hug?

Jason: what? cant hug my sis

Dylan: no just that you...you barely

Jason: *sigh* just be careful okay

Dylan: um okay?

I turned back around thinking what just happened now your all probably like what giving a hug is normal but Jason barely shows affection to anyone he doesn't hug unless mom or dad tells him to or it's like a family reunion thing or an important event or something so we don't hug much not that I hate hugs I love hugs I just know Jason doesn't like them very much like I cant even remember the last time he kissed mom on the cheek but I just shrugged it off thinking he's worried I mean if I get caught being out of my room I'll be in big trouble and so will Jason I mean our entire summer is in the palm of each other hands no wonder he's worried if I fail he'll probably never ever see daylight again and I know how that feels like

so I better not shish kabob up this time

I crept down the stairs thinking don't trip don't trip don't trip and sense I was so distracted in my thoughts that I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings that I didn't notice my sneaker hidden under the stairs that sense it blended in so well I tripped tumbling down like jack and Jill when they went down the only difference was the stairs wasn't soft grass

thump

thump

thump

ow

ow

ow

fudge

when I reached the bottom I was pretty sure Jason heard me because I heard a faint slap sound and I could just imagine him face palming himself thinking were screwed the thought would've made me laugh but I was in to much pain to even grin to myself and right now I didn't trust my voice I was afraid if I tried to say a simple ow it would come out FUDGE THAT HURT SO MUCH! so I continued to think it doesn't hurt it doesn't hurt it doesn't hurt while I cradled my elbow luckily Dylan Jr. was still held tightly in my hand

Soul: you heard that?

Christian: yeah I did you should go check it out

HOLY CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES please don't please don't please don't

Soul: nah probably just Dylan throwing a temper tantrum in her room or something

Christian: oh...well she's being pretty loud you should tell her to probably stop being a baby and keep quite

Dylan: (a baby?)

Soul: nah she'll stop acting like one sooner or later

Christian: yeah probably in ten years

Dylan: (TEN YEARS! why you little)

Soul: oh come on babe ten years isn't that over doing it

Dylan: (thank you Soul)

Soul: I mean no matter how many years go buy she'll still be my annoying baby sister

Christian and Soul: hahahahaha

Dylan: (...well then...)

Christian: hahaha man how can you stand her I mean she's so annoying

Soul: oh you have no idea this one time while mom and dad were out she tried making her own pizza ugh mayonnaise and cheese everywhere I'm surprised I was able to get all of it out of my hair we were all so mad at her that we made a rule that if we ever needed pizza we'd just order it

Christian: did you have to make a rule of it

Soul: yes yes we did I mean you've got no idea how many rules we've got for her no leaving her alone in the dairy section keep trumpets out of the house never give her Nutella and a skate board always check she has her room cleaned before a week passes never buy to much sugar keep all windows closed don't ever ever lay hands on flammable objects keep the house phone or a phone near you jeez the list goes on and on and on she's just so much trouble I call it the Stop the utter paranoid idiot Dylan or S.T.U.P.I.D. for short

Dylan: (well...that hurt...)

Soul: oh there was also this other time when she-

I probably would've heard some more painful thoughts about me but I heard a pssst I looked up the stairs and saw Blake starring down motioning me to hide

Dylan: (oh yeah...the plan)

my fall down the stairs still left painful bruises on my body but I limped away as quietly as I could into the kitchen and then sat down on the floor thinking about what they said about me being a big fat annoying baby and about me making my very own pizza I mean come on I'm sure I'm not the only person that tried making their own food dish I mean a triple nacho cheesy mayonnaise pretzel baked bacon pizza with toppings like candy and sprinkles on top I mean if I want to become the best cook out there I've gotta make my own dishes of food a cook needs to experiment and create new kinds of delicious flavors of food but they just think of it as a dumb idea just talk about me like I'm some idiot behind my back well...what else was I expecting I mean I thought that if I proved that Christian was a big jerk and that if I proved that I was smart enough to think up a plan like this that I was a trustworthy person that if I proved that I wasn't such a dumb kid that maybe she wouldn't think of me as a dumb annoying little sister but an awesome cool smart honorable good sister but I guess that'll never happen I'll always be an annoying mistake that she likes to make fun of who knows what else she's said about me to her friends probably how unlucky she is about having a sister like me

I brought my knees toward my chest hugging them moping about how much of a dumb person I am

Jason's P.O.V

I watched little D go down the stairs to start my plan off while I started to think off an idea to distract Soul I said I would think of something but right now I had nothing maybe make a bunch of noise for he to come upstairs and tell me to shut up or call home and pretend it's a lipstick survey or something like that "sure why not" then my thoughts were interrupted by a series of thumps and ows of course she had to fall down the stairs I face palmed myself thinking were screwed I prayed to god that Soul wouldn't come up the stairs and check out what was the noise luckily she didn't

Jason: *few* (close one dammit it little D do you have to fall down the stairs at a time like this)

with that in mind I went over to the stair rail and looked over expecting to not see little D but instead I still saw her not hiding at all "geez" I thought you ask her to do one simple thing but she fails miserably at it I made a loud psst sound she heard me and looked up I motioned for her to hide but then I saw that painful look on her face and her hand gripping her elbow I thought maybe falling down the stairs caused a lot more damage on her than I thought but the pained look on her face was different than from physical more like emotional but why then I understood why when I heard Soul say

Soul: she's so annoying I mean she's obsessed with that dumb show called Dragon Ball Z

I was getting a little annoyed at my sister Soul she shouldn't be talking about little D like that

(dylanleon35: oh heck nah did she just say what I think she just say)

Christian: I know that show my cousin watches it all the time if you ask me its a show meant for little kids which is why it's so perfect for your sister

I gripped my fist from anger

Soul: I know right *giggles*

I wanted to go downstairs and slam Soul's door open and beat the crap out of Christian I didn't care if he was older than me that little piece of shit was gonna pay for talking about my little D in such a way it took all of my self control to not go downstairs and kick his ass because I knew no matter how good it would be to upper cut that "oh so perfect jaw" soul keeps talking about it would just make mine and little D's situation worse but I needed to take this anger out on someone before I broke another lamp and it was not gonna be little D and this time it was gonna be soul and for all the right reasons too

Jason: SOOOOUUUULL! WE NEED TO TALK

Soul: LATER IM BUSY!

Jason: RIGHT NOW!

Soul: SHUT UP I TOLD YOU I'M BUSY!

Jason: DOING WHAT SHOWING YOU ASS TO CHRISTIAN!

Soul: SHUT IT BEFORE I SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOURS!

Christian: hey baby it seems like you two have got some things to talk about so I'll just go *gets up from souls bed*

Soul: no don't go it's nothing really he probably just found out I used his charger again I'll be right back as soon as I can *pecks him on the cheek*

Christian: oh don't worry take all the time you need

Soul: oh your so sweet brb

soul backed away from her room with a smile on her face and when she closed her door that smile immediately erased from her face replaced with a frustrated frown she stomped up the stairs and I waited for her in my room when she came I saw the pissed off look she gave me and she snapped out

Soul: what do you want!

Jason: oh nothing much just wanted to tell you how much of a dickhead your being

Soul: what are you talking about!

Jason: oh don't act like you don't know

Soul: geez I just used your charger no need to be a total bitch about it

Jason: wait you did what! why you- I mean that's not what I was talking about I was talking about you and your "boyfriend" talking about our sister being an annoying brat

Soul: oh why do you care it's not like she's gonna know about it

Jason: that (you are clueless) is not the point the point is your saying things to your "boyfriend" about our sister that would make her feel like crap if she heard any of that (which she did) and your letting your "boyfriend" talk about our sis like she's a piece of shit

Soul: well she is! she fucking took my money!

Jason: no she didn't! if anything she'd be the last person on this earth to take it!

Soul: "sure she didn't" like hell she wouldn't

Jason: well maybe someone else took it like your "boyfriend"

Soul: oh don't you dare bring my baby boo into this! he would be the last one in this galaxy to even think about stealing something from me

Jason: you sure about that

Soul: I'm one hundred percent sure

Jason: "sure he wouldn't" I'm as sure as he would take it as I am sure that baby boo is a retarded name for someone

Dylan's P.O.V.

while I sat there and moped around feeling like rotten apple sauce I heard big J shout

Jason: SOOOOUUUULL! WE NEED TO TALK

Soul: LATER IM BUSY!

Jason: RIGHT NOW!

Soul: SHUT UP I TOLD YOU IM BUSY!

Jason: DOING WHAT SHOWING YOUR ASS TO CHRISTIAN!

Soul: SHUT IT BEFORE I SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOURS!

Christian: hey baby it seems like you two have got some things to talk about so I'll just go *gets up from souls bed*

Soul: no don't go it's nothing really he probably just found out I used his charger again I'll be right back as soon as I can *pecks him on the cheek*

ugh just thinking about it made me wanna barf

Christian: oh don't worry take all the time you need

Soul: oh your so sweet brb

I heard souls door close and her stomp up the stairs angrily that was my signal to get up and record Christian take the rest of Souls money I put Dylan Jr. on record and looked at the camera and said

Dylan: I'm about to prove my innocents by showing the disgusting sandwich who actually took Soul's cash

and then I painfully tiptoed over to Soul's doorway and kept myself hidden behind souls wall and slowly stuck Dylan Jr. out I could see Christian sitting on Souls bed acting all innocent like he never did anything wrong in his whole life so I sat there sitting waiting for him to make a move it was seconds then minutes then three minutes then five minutes but still nothing why wasn't he doing anything maybe just maybe he didn't do it maybe I was wrong maybe he was just a normal guy that was a big fat jerk but maybe someone else did it maybe I was wrong maybe he-

I immediately stopped thinking these things as soon as I noticed Christian look left to right to make sure no one was around and then he got up from the bed and grabbed Souls box

or maybe he's still a big rotten sandwich

he opened it to find another locked box and then he took out some sort of metal paperclip looking thing and stick it into the key hole he then began to jiggle it all around for awhile until he heard a click the box was unlocked and he saw a tiny safe he pulled it out and began mumbling to himself like

Christian: pretty obvious its our anniversary date

and started turning the dial to the numbers when the safe was unlocked he opened the tiny door and what was there were a couple of rolls of money from ones to twenty dollar bills with a couple of quarters

Christian: *smirks* oh baby you shouldn't have an early birthday present how sweet

he began to start grabbing at the rolls of money in the tiny safe sticking them under his shirt and shoes in his pockets where ever there was room I recorded it all thinking I knew it I knew it I knew it I told you so Soul but "noooo" you had to blame it all on me when I told the truth now I have all the proof I need take that Christian you are ending up out this house never to return my prayers have finally been answered what did they say he's a nice good kid what did I say he can't be trusted what did they reply no he's not and I said yes he is and they were like your just jealous because he's getting more of Soul's attention than you are and I was like yeah right and they all laughed well who's laughing now Soul who's laughing now I'm going to say I told you so I told you so singing and be like doing the disco or moonwalk saying you said it was me you blamed it on me you didn't believe me this is what happens when you don't this is what happens when you call me an idiot this is Karma for all the bad things you've said about me and you Christian oh I'm gonna enjoy all the grounding and scolding and yelling you're gonna get from your parents calling me a baby and annoying no one calls me that unless your soul Blake the neighbors kids from school teachers maybe a couple of strangers but you know what it's not gonna slide this time I won't let it slide this time yeah I refuse to be talked about like that now I've got you good son I've got you good

I stopped the recording that was all the evidence I needed to prove my innocents I quietly stepped away from the door and began to walk over to the stairs or more like limp I don't got no super powers that'll let me heal fast I'm human so I limped as quietly as I could over to the stairs thinking I was right you were wrong who'd the man I'm the man alright uh huh uh huh uh huh oh yeah uh huh that's right that's right oh yeah I was so distracted in my thoughts that I didn't even notice my shoe while I quietly ascended up the stairs then it happened again I misplaced my foot on top of my shoe and sense I had both my hands on Dylan Jr. I didn't have time to catch myself on to the rail so I stumbled over it making my foot not be able to reach the step so I tried making my body turn over so I wouldn't fall back words and hit my skull so instead my body spun to the right making my back hit the steps and I began my bumpy sliding fall down the stairs

ow

ow

ow

ow

ow

and who else heard this loud fall down the stairs you guessed it

now when I reached the bottom the first thing I did was think FUDGE THAT HURT SO FUDGEIN MUCH! and then I heard someone whisper loudly the word shit and I tried picking myself up and did a combination of stumbles and limping to hide myself somewhere I heard my sisters door swing open I knew he was coming to check out who made that sound I dived for our kitchen table and hid under the table cloth hoping he didn't see me staying as still as I could thinking please don't find me please don't find my elbow really really hurts right now but please don't find I tried keeping my breathing under control hoping he wouldn't hear me my heart was thumping loudly against my chest I could hear it so clearly that I was afraid Christian would hear it I hoped he wouldn't I kept Dylan Jr. close to my chest and then I heard his foot steps I never noticed how loudly he stepped before it was as if he was a giant fee fi foe fuming through my house and then I heard his voice

Christian: I know your here

FUDGE!

Christian: there's no use hiding I'll find you might as well come out

I'm good

Christian: I wont hurt you

pfft yeah right

Christian:...fine the hard way it is then

I could hear him walking around looking for me he was in the kitchen I could tell because of the difference in sound from his stomping he was opening our closet that was in front of the refrigerator checking our lower kitchen cupboards that were under the sink where we kept our cleaning supply's he even checked the fridge, droar's, and kitchen cupboards were we kept out dishes

Christian: come out come out where ever you are

no

Christian: you cant hide forever

yes I can

he was probably checking behind the couch and rocking chair and curtains maybe even places a human wouldn't be able to hide in just to make sure I didn't risk peeking out afraid of getting caught he was looking for minutes mumbling things like I'll find you or you'll regret making me waste this much time if you don't come out and stuff like is anybody there of course I didn't reply back I'm not that stupid I didn't even bother to continue to think ow ow ow I was in to much of a panic to even think about the pain I waited and waited expecting the moment to come for him to just look under the table cloth to end this tortures waiting this suspense this fear of getting caught but he never even bothered to lift it up but then his foot steps grew louder he was getting closer and closer and closer and then they stopped he wasn't moving but I could see through our flower decorated cloth the shadow of his form he was right in front of me standing right there I waited getting ready for him to bend over and lift it up imagining the triumphant smirk on his face saying aloud I found yooouuu but neither of us moved it was silent for the longest of time and then he walked away I couldn't see his shadow across the table he left probably going to check somewhere else maybe upstairs but I didn't move from my spot afraid he was still there if I left my safe zone I'd be dead but nothing happened I let go of the breath I didn't even know I was holding I quietly lifted the table cloth just to make sure he was gone nope he wasn't in the living room or the kitchen still careful I quietly left the table still expecting for him to pop up somewhere but still nothing I let my arms drop to my sides and relaxed my stiff muscles I thought thank god he didn't check under the table I mean that would've been the first place I would've checked but for some reason he didn't

Dylan: few close one

I turned around walking to the stairs direction passing our couch but then something stopped me

Christian: SURPRISE!

he jumped out of the kitchen closet

I yelped and jumped back from surprise and slipped into the kitchen falling back for the third time today landing on my sore butt

Dylan: agh!

Dylan Jr. must've jumped out of my hand from the scare and Christian must've caught it because when I opened my eyes an used my hands to sit back up I saw him in his hands I stayed perfectly still afraid that if I made any sudden movements he would do something terrible to Dylan Jr. he was smirking down on me chuckling probably from my scene of getting scared by his out burst I looked up at him anger brightly showing from my face it was silent until he said

Christian: figured it was you

Dylan:...

Christian: what you mad

Dylan: give me back Dylan Jr.

Christian: sure just as soon as I'm done deleting this

Dylan: NO!

I jumped up hoping to tackle him and make him fumble Dylan Jr. but I was to late he deleted my one piece of evidence before I had the chance to show anyone I snatched Dylan Jr. away but he dodged my tackle so I pushed past him and stopped myself before I crashed into the table I checked my photos hoped against hope that it was still there but I saw no sign of the video it was gone

Dylan: no no no no no

Christian: hehehehehe thought you'd catch me huh

I was angry no not angry more than that I was furious I had it all I had it right in my hand the proof that would make everyone believe me make them beg for forgiveness show them that I was honest that I wasn't a terrible daughter proof that would tell them that I wasn't a mistake but a gift from the lord himself I wouldn't be treated like a dumb girl that loves anime and bacon and does dumb stunts and have crazy dreams proof that would show them that I was more than what meets the eye that I was clever I was cunning I was brave that I was smart all the things that they could ever want from a perfect daughter but this...oh this...this stupid arrogant dumb little son of a burrito had to oh he just had to ruin it all with just the push of a button it was gone never to be seen of again and it was all his fault

Dylan: you..you big fat BURRITO! this is all your fault!

Christian:...

he said nothing just stood there and smiled as if he planned that this all would happen as he expected it would

Dylan: this was my only piece of evidence and you deleted it!

Christian: sucks for you doesn't it

Dylan: you did it you took Soul's money

Christian: so what if I did nothing you can do about it

Dylan: I-I'll tell them

Christian: HAHAHA oh really like they'll believe a baby like you certainly not Soul sense I'm her sweet baby boo shell immediately stick up for me give up kid you cant do anything

Dylan: I you you RAGH!

I was so pissed that my face so red my fist clutching Dylan Jr. so hard that they were shaking tears began to come down my face from shear frustration and a little bit of sadness from what he said for it was true they probably wouldn't believe me at all and blame it all on me

Christian: oh what's the matter the little baby's gonna cry ah how sad he-he-he

Dylan: I hate you

I spat those words out with so much venom that I was hoping he'd fall down from the poisonous sound but sadly he didn't he just stood there and laughed at me as if I was some sort of child saying I was gonna run away from home but never would as if I just said those words from the heat of the moment and would immediately take it back saying sorry but I would do no such thing he didn't and never will have the honor of having my forgiveness the moment I would forgive him would be the moment I would say I hate bacon

Christian: HAHAHAHA oh boy you really do know how to make someone laugh

I rushed at him I didn't care if he was a part of the high schools football team and that he was taller older stronger faster I didn't care at that moment all I wanted to do was just beat him to the ground to hear his painful cry's make him pay for everything he did I had my fists out ready to punch him as hard as I could but he simply just dodged my attack but I punched after him again I tried kicking scratching hitting anything that I could think of to hurt him but he simply dodged them all sometimes I wouldn't be able to stop myself and I'd accidentally hit my fist into the kitchen counter and it would hurt every time I'd clutch my hand into my own and say argh or fudge Christian would laugh at me making me even more furious with him if only I was as strong and as good at fighting as crystal I'd beat this jerk up in no time at all but I wasn't I was just a girl that knew nothing at all about street fighting I just continued to throw punches at him hope to at last make a scratch on him but I made not even a slight touch to his shirt he would continue to keep that smirk on his face thinking as if this was just all a simple game that he was the best at and me just another player instead of a furious person trying to hurt him he must've studied karate or something because man he was an expert at dodging my attacks this continued for awhile and at the end not one single hit made contact with his skin I was panting heavily my knuckles were red from the hits I did to the counter I was shacking all over from how tired I was and from the rage I stopped crying awhile ago but the streaks my tears left behind were noticeable my face was layered with sweat my fists were still clutched I was still holding on to Dylan Jr. but not as tightly as before Christian looked as if this was just a simple stretching exercise he did every morning for breakfast not one drop of sweat came down from his head I was still very angry with him but to out of breath to even say anything

Christian: done already oh I'm so disappointed I expected more from you Dylan

I was still out of breath but I immediately swung at him hoping that he was of guard to be able to hit that "oh so perfect chin" my sister kept talking about but he caught it in his hand I tried pulling back but it stayed tightly in his grasp

Dylan: let *pant* go of me!

Christian: why should I you'll just continue to try and fail at hitting me

Dylan: doesn't matter at least I'm throwing some punches instead of running away

Christian: even if you were able to hit me you'd either fuck up or it wouldn't even affect me in the slightest

Dylan: yeah right no ones that strong

Christian: fine wanna see if that's true I'll let you have the chance to hit me I won't move at all

Dylan: fine if your so confident in that fatness of yours let's se if it'll be enough to with stand my strength

Christian: what strength

Dylan: banana

Christian: you called me fat so you cant say nothing

Dylan: you called me a baby!

Christian: whatever

he stood up straight and seemed to like get in a defensive position leaving his chest wide open but somehow hardening it he seemed ready for my attack I got ready taking a big deep breath calming as much as I could getting ready to make the attack I would soon make I knew that when I made contact with his stomach my hands would shatter but I knew a technique that any man alive out there would fall on there knees from pain that they would be on the ground groaning in pain this was a technique I called

Dylan: STRAIGHT UP SHIN KICK!

instead of punching him in the stomach like he expected from me I instead kicked him in the oh you all know where and it felt so very donutey delicious good

Christian: BITCH!

was the first word he shrieked in an opera tone voice his hands immediately went to grab his crotch from pain he was no longer standing but on his knees tears were gathering at the corner of his eyes he made face that showed that he was obviously in a lot of pain and I felt so much pleasure from hearing his pain watching it and experiencing it I laughed at him laughed because I enjoyed it more than I should have and that it was so funny one would say it was cruel but I probably wouldn't of cared I had not one regret from doing that at all when I was done laughing I said

Dylan: I'm sorry what? who's the baby now? oh wait that's right it's you what now son uh!

I pat my chest in pride I watched him slowly remove his hands from his crotch and he began to slowly try to stand up it seemed that every move he made hurt and when he winced in pain it would hurt even more so when he finally was standing straight up his legs were very stiff and it seemed like he was forcing his arms to his sides making them not cover his crotch probably to not show weakness he was starring right at me anger completely shown in his eyes he was breathing raggedly his hands were in fists they were shaking

Christian: you *inhales* are going to *exhales* regret doing that

his voice had a threatening tone to it I wont say I wasn't intimidated but I thought in the condition he was in he wouldn't be able to do anything so I replied

Dylan: pfft yeah and what are you gonna do "tell on me"

Christian: oh no something much much worse now it's my turn

he willed his body to go in a different less vulnerable position it probably must've hurt a lot but he seemed to try and ignore the pain that was coming from his area he took a step forward and I took a step back he took another step forward and I took another step back I was scared my confidence was gone replaced with nothing but fear his eyes showed that he wasn't going to hesitate in what he was about to do next I kept backing away until my back was against the wall and there was nowhere else to run I realized how big he was and how short I was compared to him I was shaking not really caring if I looked weak or not just a thought kept replaying in my mind I'm dead I'm dead I'm soooo dead when he reached me I was a scared weak shaking little kid

Christian: who's the weakling now Dylan *smirks*

he raised his hands before he could do anything my voice came back to me and I screamed so loud that Christian covered his ears from the sound of it and I took this chance to run past him not planning where I was going to go just anywhere where he wasn't there and I was rushing out of the kitchen but before I could even get past the oven I felt a rough tight hand wrap around my ankle making me fall to the kitchen floor my first instinct was to put my hands in front of me to make sure I didn't fall face first into the ground but I still landed on the floor I continued to struggle away from the grip that tried to pull me back

Dylan: let ugh go let go rgh let go

I continued to kick and try dragging myself away with as much force as I could but Christian was stronger than me and he wouldn't loosen his grip at all but from the injury I gave him before that was starting to be a problem for him I continued to make little by little ground till I could finally reach the edge of the dish counter both my hands gripped its side and I tried to pull myself even further away from Christian but sadly I had very little upper body strength so I couldn't get any further than I already was and Christian wasn't gonna loosen his grip on my ankle anytime soon but I wasn't gonna loosen my grip on the edge of the counter wall either my fingers were wrapped tightly around it but it was still difficult to hold on he kept pulling on my ankle and I kept pulling on the edge neither stopping for their own reasons but then his other hand some how was able to grab my other ankle and they were both wrapped tightly no matter how many kicks I gave him to the face he wasn't loosening his grip not one bit and he continued to pull I felt like my legs were stretching my arms and hands were shacking from the effort to still hold on but one of my fingers lost their grip and it must've caused some sort of finger letting go reaction or something because all my fingers followed suit and I was left with one hand still holding on and it was gonna become zero soon if I didn't discover some sort of hulk smash powers or something inside myself that I didn't know about but sadly I knew I didn't have any of that super strength stuff in me because if I did I wouldn't even be in this situation to begin with which is what lead to my index finger slipping I tried to get both my hands back on the edge I squirmed and kicked I struggled with all I had but it wasn't really doing much to help another one slipped and I was only left with three fingers left somehow I was still holding on but not for long and my hands began to hurt they were still in pain from the counter top punching I kept grinding my teeth trying to ignore the pain but it wasn't lessening the pain it just still helped me to endure it longer then with one hard tug Christian managed to make me lose full grip on the wall and I was starting to get pulled further away from safety and closer to him my arms were still reaching out hoping to grab hold of something that'll slow the pulling down but there was nothing that was in my view that I saw I couldn't escape I couldn't run away even though I was able to damage him he was still some how able to catch me I screamed out no then everything went all slow motion I was getting pulled sliding on my belly both hands still out in front of me my face was a little red from the work from holding on some tears were slipping down my face too with some sweat and then something happened

I felt two hands wrap around my own

and I was pulled away from Christian and freed from his rough sized gorilla hands by my brother Jason and my sister Soul pulled to my feet with two towering protective sibling shields in front of me

Jason:what the hell! are you doing! TO MY LITTLE D!

oh Jason was really angry now hearing him yell like that I just felt like crying from hearing him shout it made me feel so happy but right now I was shocked and releived that they were here my head turned from Jason then back to Soul then to Jasonthen back to Soul and my mouth was a little open from the surprise of just having them next to me I just couldn't believe that they were here when I most needed them and they usually aren't

Soul: Jason *inhales* don't yell at him *exhales*

Soul was angry too you could tell by the look she was giving and you could tell from her voice she was pissed but restraining herself from losing her head

Jason: WHAT! but he-

Soul: Jason!

my sister snapped

Soul: let me handle this

my sister let go of my hand and walked calmly but angrily over to Christian even though he was taller than her she was still around his height to not look short

Soul: baby

said my sister calmly

Christian: yeah (this is new)

Soul: what the HELL! ARE YOU DOING!

Christian: (and there it is) I was-

Soul: WHY WERE YOU HOLDING ON TO MY SISTERS ANKLES AND WHY WAS SHE CRYING AND WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU BOTH DOING WHILE I WAS UPSTAIRS!YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR THIS OR YOUR GONNA HAVE A FOOT SHAPED PRINT ON BOTH OF THEM CHEEKS ON YOUR ASS AND I'LL MAKE SURE IT BE STAYING THERE UNTIL YOU GRADUATE FROM COLLEGE!

Christian: yuh see uh baby what happened was-

Soul: oh don't you dare call me "baby" at a time like this WHAT THE FU** HAPPENED DOWN HERE! WERE YOU RAPIN DYLAN!

Christian: NO! no no no no no no I swear that's not what happened at all what happened was-

I wasn't really listening much to Christian's explanation I kind of zoned out from whatever lies Christian was about to come up with and looked over to my big brother Jason I could tell he was still angry from the look he was giving Christian im surprised he hasn't started beating him to the ground yet but what really got me by surprise was how they were here like just how the heck did they know I was in trouble like when I need them the most they're not there and when I don't need them the most they're there but this was a really rare thing to happen and I didn't even expect it to happen this must be what a miracle feels like because man I never felt this happy to see them in my entire life

Dylan: how?

Jason turned to look at me his hand still holding on to mine his face still had an angry frown on it but it softened a little and he lifted his eyebrow to just show that he was confused a bit by my question

Jason: how what?

Dylan: Like how did you guys know I was in trouble

Jason: we heard you scream and then heard you shouting help while me an Soul were talking upstairs

Dylan: oh...

I didn't know what I was expecting maybe a I just had this feeling or I knew you were in trouble or something like it's a sibling thing or bro instincts I guess I felt a little disappointed like I thought they were here because they knew just had this sort of feeling inside them say your siblings in trouble not a I heard you yelling and shouting kind of thing I really wanted it to be something like a super natural kind of thing not a realistic thing I guess I just wanted it to be a bit more I don't know emotionally connected to know they have a feeling to let them know that they knew when I was in trouble and would always be there for me

Jason: oh my god little D what the hell happened to your hands!

but at least they're here now

he noticed my bruised up and reddened hands they still hurt if you have ever accidentally punched a counter consecutively like that you would not want to make your own hands into a fist for awhile they were shaking a bit and he gently lifted them up and turned them over in his hands

Dylan: I kind of tried to punch him and well I uh sort of hit the counter instead...like about maybe twenty or something more times

Jason didn't seem to hear me I looked at his face and it seemed like he was trying very very hard to not blow up from rage he was breathing in and out like he just ran a marathon and his face was starting to get redder I swear I saw some sort of steam leave his ears I had never in my entire life seen him this mad well it comes close to the time I broke his charger but that's a whole other story anyway he let my hands go and I lowered them down to my sides still staring up at him he turned to Christian and he had the look of murder on his eyes even though they weren't directed towards me I still felt intimidated by them

Christian: and that's what happened

I snapped my gaze away from Blake over to Christian and Soul wondering what conversation they just had

Soul: oh well that makes so much more sense *few* I thought for a second there you were actually going to hurt Dylan

Dylan: uh going to! he already did

Soul turned towards me having a look like I was a major problem in her life that she could never solve

Soul: no he didn't Dylan in fact he wasn't trying to hurt you at all just stop you from taking the rest of MY CAR MONEY!

Dylan: oh not this again uuugggh I already told you I didn't fudging take it!

Soul: mmhhm "sure you didn't" but seriously Dylan what kind of sister are you taking your own flesh and bloods cash a second time is not cool

pang oh that hit straight through my heart

Jason: what are you talking about Soul explain

Soul: geez Dylan you blame everything you do on everyone no matter who it is ugh

Dylan: what are you talking about

Soul: Christian here was just trying to stop you from taking the rest of my money that's why its all up in his shirt and pants pockets

Dylan: WHAT! no no no no no that is not what happened at all

Soul: well it's the only thing that makes sense

Dylan: only thing that makes sense THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES SENSE! how about him trying to steal the money but I caught him red handed now that makes even more sense what he just told you is all lies

Soul: no what your telling me right now is all lies I'm mean why would Christian take my money I mean he would never do something like that

Dylan: oh and I would

Soul: do you really want me to answer that

Dylan: I would never ever take your money why because I know that's wrong I don't need it its your money and I don't take stuff like that from you

Soul: uh yeah yuh do now I suggest no not suggest I order you to cough up all the rest of the money you took last time

Dylan: I told you I didn't take it!

Soul: yeah you did

Dylan: no I didn't

Soul: yeah you did

Dylan: no I didn't

Soul: yeah you DID!

Dylan: no I DIDN'T!

Jason: woah woah everyone just calm down

Soul and Dylan: WERE ARE CALM!

Jason: *covers ears*

Soul: look Dylan if you just give back the money you took we can all stop wasting our time

Dylan: I keep telling you I didn't do it it was all him him him!

Soul: he would never do something like that i t was all you you you!

Jason: shut up shut up shut up! I've got something to say

Soul and Dylan: WHAT WHAT WHAT!

Jason: I know he we can all end this

Soul mmhm "oh really" I'm all ears

Jason: little D all you've got to do is just show the recording

I quickly started to well up in despair and I could sense the smirk appearing on Christians face

Christian: yeah Dylan show us the recording

Soul: I wont believe it till I see it

I looked down at the kitchen floor

Dylan:...I

I gripped my hands from my sides everyone was looking down on me

Dylan:...I don't have it

Soul: HAH!

I cringed

Soul: I knew it! see she was lying I knew you had no proof thinking I would just fall for it I knew you were lying I bet you didn't even have any proof to begin with

My despair was quickly replaced back to anger

Dylan: I did have proof I did it was just that he

I pointed an accusing finger towards Christian

Dylan: he deleted it

Soul: oh come on Dylan! you just have to keep blaming it on him why are you even bringing him in to this when he did nothing at all except to try and help me

Dylan: it's true he did it why wont you just believe me

Jason: *sigh*

I turned to Jason hoping he would back me up on this one but instead saw him with a hand on his hip and the other on his forehead leaning down just a bit eyes closed he would've fooled me completely if that smile wasn't on his face he was obviously faking his dissapointment but why I messed up the plan well more like Christian ruined the plan but it was still over done failed so why was he still happy...unless he had a plan B that I was unaware about but what was it?

Jason: oh little D whhhy did you have to mess this up weeks of planning and scheming all for this moment and you just had to let the evidence get deleted

he said this playfully but it was still insulting

Dylan: hey!

Jason: no matter I knew something like this would happen which is why I had a back up plan when you would screw this up after all you are my sister

Dylan: don't push it big J you may be joking but that doesn't mean I won't hit because of it

Jason: *completely ignores comment* now Soul you said you wanted proof right

Soul: "noooo I was just asking for some fake evidence to put my boyfriend on trial"

Jason: anyways *ignores sarcasm* here it is

I could feel him pull something from behind my back and it was a small tape recorder it was silver and rectangular shaped I could see some buttons at its side and three on the top with a small screen and tiny wholes at the bottom right of the front like those kinds that you see on a DS or DSI at the top left or right parts of the screen that allow you to hear the sound coming out there was some tape that he was removing from the back of it it was so small and thin that it was able to be held easily in your hand I looked over towards Christian and could see the stern frown he was giving the recorder

Jason: on this device is the evidence that Christian stole your money

I looked over towards Blake in aw he may have some bad grades and mess around a lot and do some bad stuff but man he can be a genius if he really wanted to

Jason: now lets see what has been recorded

Soul: where'd you get that

Jason: borrowed it from a friend *presses button*

and we could hear my own voice say uum... whats with the hug? and Jason say what cant hug my sis

he started to fast forward it and then I realized something

Dylan: that's when you put it on me

he nodded well that explains why you hugged me he then stopped it and it played

ow ow ow ow ow

that was me falling down the stairs he fast forwarded it again

Jason: was that you-

Dylan: that was me falling down the stairs a second time yup

Soul: well where's the evidence

Jason: hold on let me find the part

Christian: what part I didn't do anything

he plays it again

Dylan: STRAIGHT UP SHIN KICK!

Christian: BITCH!

pauses

Jason: little D what did you do?

Dylan: I did my technique on him

Jason: figured *looks over to Christian* I almost feel sorry for you *sighs but then smirks* almost nice one high five little D!

we high five each other while Soul stares at Christian with concern

Soul: oh my god are you okay

Christian: yeah

Soul: you sure want me to get some ice

Christian: no I'm good

Soul: okay but Ive seen the straight up shin kick so like how are you literally still standing right now

Christian: it's getting really hard to not sit down right now

Soul grabs a chair and Christian sits down letting out a breath of relief

Soul: I'm so sorry

Christian: I know

Soul: I'm still gonna get some ice for you okay baby *kisses forehead*

Jason begins to rewind the recording we went a little to far and then plays it again and it was finally the right part

Dylan: this was my only piece of evidence and you deleted it!

Christian: sucks for you doesn't it

Dylan: you did it you took Soul's money

Christian: so what if I did nothing you can do about it

Dylan: I-I'll tell them

Christian: HAHAHA oh really like they'll believe a baby like you certainly not Soul sense I'm her sweet baby boo shell immediately stick up for me give up kid you cant do anything

Dylan: I you you RAGH!

he stopped the recording and gave A triumphant smile and I started going whoop whoop whoop then doing the disco dance and moon walking singing I told you I told you so I told you so

Soul dropped the bag of ice she was going to give to Christian from the shock and stayed frozen not even blinking her eyes

Soul: I-it cant be true it just cant

I immediately stopped dancing from what she just said

Dylan: what do you mean "it cant be true" it be true girl there is your evidence right there on the table in this tape im good he bad he admitted it he did it I didn't I'm innocent case closed

Soul: I just cant believe it

Dylan: you better believe it sister *does that triangle snap snap snap* (oh crab cakes I'm starting to act like one of those sassy high school stereo type girls)

Soul turns to Christian still with a shocked and painful look on her face tears were starting to creep from the corners of her eyes

Soul: tell me

Christian turns away from Souls gaze

Soul: please tell me it isn't true

Christian:...

Soul: TELL ME! look at me! goddammit Christian LOOK AT ME! tell me it isn't true it just cant be

Christian turns towards Soul

Christian: its true

Soul looked crushed her heart seemed to have broken in two being filled with confusion shock and despair

Soul: why? why did you do it?

Christian: why you say tch you'd never understand

Soul: was it from the greed? were you broke? you wanted something with money that you never had but you knew I did what was it? if you needed something you could've just asked you wouldn't have had to take anything please tell me I'll understand I will

I couldn't believe what I was hearing was Soul serious would she seriously forgive him just like that didn't she just hear what happened he confessed he tried to kill me KILL ME okay well maybe not kill me but still I fell down the stairs twice for this and was trapped inside my room for like a week and you all literally doubted me that I wasn't telling the truth about my innocents at all and it was all his fault but your will to forgive him just like that what the Hershey bar is going on with her

Christian: *he gets up from the chair* Soul I wouldn't have taken your money at all for any of those reasons the one I have is quite an all together different reason from the others to make a long story short I did it because I wanted to cause Dylan's life here as miserable as can be

Dylan: WHAT!

Soul: huh?

Jason: you sick bitch

Soul: but why would you want to make my little sisters life her miserable!

Christian: *smirks* why in deed lets just say it was rather fun to watch her

Soul: what do you mean?

Dylan: you-I-just how can what the-how on all the hot potatoes can you watch me when I'm in my own room

Christian: I wont say I was watching you directly but the thought of knowing you were miserable was good enough for me

Soul: but but baby why do you want to make her life miserable? Dylan never did anything to you

Jason and Dylan: (that's what you think)

Christian: I knew you wouldn't understand no one understands not everyone needs a reason to just hate someone you just can not everyone needs a reason to kill cats or to just beat someone to a bloody pulp why isn't it just okay for someone to be able to make someone's life miserable without a reason but if you so desperately want one from me how about this I want to I like making people feel sad or betrayed or hurt I love watching the look on their faces when they feel helpless and have nothing else left in their own lives except for death to come and I love it I mean just watching the hurt expression on your face is making me fill up with pleasure

all of us were starring at him in surprise but not in the OMG that is like so unexpected surprise more like the omg that is fudging creepy and not human kind of surprise this guy was psychotic and had something wrong in the head

Christian: your all probably thinking that I'm some creepy psychotic freak right now aren't you

Dylan: pretty much yeah

Christian: it doesn't matter I don't care what you think but I've gotta carry on with my failed mission

Dylan: geez making my life miserable has become your mission (creepy) huh well then to bad son you mission is unaccomplished because I just fudging made you fail *sticks tongue*

Jason: AHEM

Dylan: I mean we just made you fail

Jason: right

Christian: well then sense you've all found out the real me I guess I'm gonna have to go with the back up plan

Dylan: back up Plan? what do you mean back up plANAGH!

Christian rushed at me like a football player and wrapped both his gorillas arms tightly around my neck I immediately started hitting them to loosen his grip but they didn't loosen one bit

Dylan: let go of me!

Jason immediately reacted by trying to tackle Christian to the floor getting ready to beat him to a bloody pulp but Christian easily dodged him and Jason crashed into a chair near the table Soul was getting ready to reach her cellphone and call nine one one but before she could I could feel Christian wrap one hand around my neck one arm still around me and start to choke me I thrashed my arms around trying to kick him and even tried to pull his hand away but I was to weak I needed air I tried my best tried to at lest force some through his iron grip but it wasn't working I tried to shout for help and for him to let go but all that came out were just some weird acks and ughs I could feel tears well up in my eyes I was a little afraid but not that much they just started to gather there my vision was starting get blurry and I stopped kicking my hands were trying so hard to pull his own away but to no avail

Christian: now let's just all take a deep breath shall we

Dylan: *hack* (the irony)

Christian: you put that phone down and kick it over or your little Dylan aint gonna get no air for quite awhile

I could see white spots turn black I tried to breath so badly but I could feel my hands go limp and fall to my sides my face felt like it was gonna pop i thought for sure that I was gonna die but a few seconds later I could feel myself take a huge long breath of air and my vision go from black to blurry

Christian: now hands to the air

I tried to blink the blurriness away but it wasn't really doing much my throat felt rough when I tried to speak it came out really hoarse that I couldn't even understand what I was trying to say I tried to cough and see if that would work but I think it only just made it worse

Christian: now I'm gonna walk out of here and you guys are just gonna stay there and do nothing got it

Jason:...(why that mother fucking-)

Soul: alright but just let dylan go

Dylan: yah *ack cough*

Christian: no can do she's coming with me

Jason: bitch! you let her go now!

Soul: leave dylan out of this what do you want with her!?

Christian: well Dylan can't stay here any longer for reasons you never will understand I'm still not done making her life as miserable as can be

Dylan: fuack you whack did I sack I wanted to go (fudge you when did say I wanted to go)

Soul: you can't do this!

Christian: tough luck and if you guys try anything *tightens grip on my throat again but not hard enough to choke me* and next time I might just not let go *smirks*

he begins to walk out backwards slowly and carefully making sure Jason and Soul won't do anything to help me I tried to fight back I did but he was just to strong I dragged my feet against our carpet floor and tried pulling his arms away but it didn't seem to effect

Dylan: (geez how many bench lifts does this guy do)

then and idea randomly popped inside off my head it was like a stroke off pure genius so crazy and dumb that it worked perfectly well I digged in my pocket until I found him and when I did I gripped him ever so tightly my Vegeta key chain and just before we made it outside the door I whipped my vegeta Key chain out

Dylan: VEGETA KEY CHAIN ATTACK GO!

and jabbed Christian straight in his eye he immediately let go of me to grip his eye and took this chance to use my straight up shin kick technique on him again

Dylan: take that! *cough cough*

he was on the ground on his knees both hands on his eye Soul and Jason immediately ran over to me I began to rub my throat trying to make it less sore than it already was all three of us looked down on Christian

Jason: oh how the tables have turned

Soul: I can't believe I dated this faggot

Dylan: you and me both

Soul: your ass is so gonna end up in jail

Jason: but not before he gets the beating of his life *cracks knuckles*

Christian:...

Soul: what's the matter got nothing to say

Jason: he won't ever be able to say anything straight again once he loses all off his front teeth

Dylan: ow my throat (I never wanna be choked ever again)

we all starred at Christian I started to see him shake maybe it was because he was so scared of knowing that we had to call the cops on him and that he was gonna end up in jail or that my big bro was gonna beat him up I started to feel a little sorry for the guy but that's what you get if you choke me but then I heard him laugh and that's when everything began to get real weird

Christian:...heh

Jason Soul and Dylan:?

Christian: hahah..AHAHAHAHA

Jason: what's so funny?

Soul: I don't see why you should be laughing your officially screwed

Dylan:...(?)

Christian: hahahahah I-I ahahah c-cant breath ahahahah m-my r-ribs hahahah h-hurt

we all continued to stare at Christian I was very confused my brother and sister were annoyed why was this guy laughing I don't see what's so funny I thought he's got a weird sense of humor after along time of Christian laughing he finally started to calm down he was still letting a giggle slip out every now and then

Christian: *pant* *pant* that's funny hehehe I don't remember the last time I ever laughed this hard before

Dylan: what's so funny?

Christian: the idea that you guys think your actually intimidating me HA! *he gets up from the floor*

I was surprised to see Christian get up so easily it was as if my attacks on him had never happened he should be still on the ground I thought I used my straight up shin kick attack twice and my Vegeta key chain attack how is he still able to stand man this guy was made up of something else he was on a whole other level

Christian: I admire your guy's determination really but it's just not gonna be enough I'm leaving here with what I want and nothings gonna stop me *smirks*

Jason: oh yeah well your gonna have to get past me first bitch and this time Iwon't as easy as I did before

Soul: whatever you cant run from us I know almost everything about you and with all the info I got on you your not gonna be able to run one block away from this place without the popo on your ass

Dylan: geez why do you want to make my life miserable so badly?

Christian stared at us in a way that said oh you guys don't know anything how sad

Christian: do you guys seriously think that I'm scared of you

Jason: we all know that your ass is screwed and that's enough to make me happy

Soul: watch I'm gonna call the cops on you right now *pick up her phone from floor*

Jason: and if you dare try and stop her your not the only one that's gonna end up in jail in what I'm gonna do to you

Christian: hah go ahead call the cops I don't care all I care about right now is

for a second I was looking at Christian but then he just seemed to disappear the next second I blinked in confusion wondering where'd he go I could feel arms wrap around me I looked up and saw Christian how'd he get behind me so quickly

Dylan: let me go! (not again)

I began to struggle against the hold he had on me but his arms wouldn't budge I began to start kicking him but it felt like I was hitting a tough rock how'd he get his body to turn like that so quickly man being on a football team sure does wonders for you

Christian: taking her with me

Jason: LIKE HELL YOU ARE!

Jason tried to tackle Christian again but before he could even touch him I could feel like a really strong wind had blown in my face and my vision got all weird and blurry for a second then the next thing I knew I was back in the exact spot in where I was standing what just happened I thought I then looked at Soul and she seemed to have like a really shocked look on her face her mouth was hanging open and the phone was dropped on the floor from shock what happened I thought?

Jason: wha?

Christian: pfft (to slow)

Jason: I was sure I (did I go straight through him?) how did you?

Christian: oh what happened to all that fire you had I must say Jason I'm thoroughly disappointed in you I was expecting something more from you heh what can I say it's not like you were going to be able to stop me anytime now so I guess I'll be on my way now

Jason snapped out of his confusion and started to fill up with rage he turned toward Christian again this time determined to knock the guy out he tried for another tackle but Christian dodged it like a professional dude that's really good at dodging stuff Jason continued to try and get a hold on him but he couldn't even lay a finger on the guy Christian seemed to be getting bored of all of Jason's tries in trying to hurt him and when Jason tried to tackle him one more time with a simple back handed slap at the back of the head Jason was sent crashing against the wall unconscious and unmoving Soul stood there shocked and frightened she wasn't making any more indications of getting any help or moving at all she wasn't shaking but I could tell that she was starting to lose her cool Christian turned to her with a grin on his face

Christian: what's the matter? cat got your tongue *chuckles evilly* well then baby I have to say it was fun while it lasted but I guess from what's happened so far we simply just can't be together *takes a step closer to Soul*

I was still trying to get out of his grip but my attempts weren't getting me anywhere just making me waste more and more of my breath and energy

Dylan: let me go!

he ignored me and continued to walk closer to Soul

Christian: I mean from what's happened between the two of us it's just the best option so that will both be happy *continues to walk closer tell they're face to face* so Soul I can't say I'm sorry to say this because I'm really not *he leaned into Soul's face until it looked like they were touching noses* I'm Breaking up with you

Soul didn't have a scared look on her face more like a trying to act like she's not scared face but I could clearly see that she was but being the big sister that she was she had to be the calm and collective and the cool headed type in these situations but right now I guess she really didn't know what too do I guess she never really planned to be in this situation I mean I haven't either but I'm just frustrated and angry and when Christian put up that "break up scene" that just made me even madder but Soul didn't say anything she didn't seem to get madder she didn't even seem surprised I think she just wanted Christian to back away and get out of her bubble even I wasn't allowed to get in it sometimes

Christian: but it wouldn't hurt to just have one last kiss

Christian leaned in but Soul immediately backed up but Christian was just to fast and he used one of his arms to wrap around Soul's waste bringing her closer and forcefully placing his mouth upon hers infecting it with all his evil disgusting germs and I watched it happen I couldn't do a thing about it but continue to try and escape his iron hold upon me even if he was holding me with just one arm I still couldn't get out of his grip and I just started to get even madder

Dylan: LET HER GO!

Christian seemed to smirk at that and deepen the kiss but Soul kept trying to push him away but it didn't seem to even affect that guy he was like a super human or something to me it felt like a very long time before he pulled away from Soul i'd never felt so mad before in my life I was so helpless I couldn't do anything no matter how hard I tried it just wasn't enough I felt like I reached the peak of my anger like I couldn't compare it to whatever rage I felt in the past and as soon as Christian lifted his hand off of my sister and struck her across the face sending her flying across the room into a wall I just lost it whenever I tried to recall anything after that all I see is a blank in my mind my vision and quite possibly my face wen't red I was an out of control animal I was thrashing and screaming things that were not of the human language like aarrgh raaagh and grragh so mad that I wasn't able to speak proper english to express it just scream and wildly kick around as if throwing an ultra tantrum I wanted to hurt him make him scream see him suffer and pay for what he did I didn't care about myself never thought about the consequences if I did so didn't care about the situation I was in or how impossible it was or what sercumstances they were I just wanted him dead I began to feel different anger and hatred aren't the words to be able to defy what I felt at that moment sure that's what was what I was feeling but there was something else more than the anger and hatred I don't know how to describe it because I really don't remember anything that happened after that just the feelings or emotion but this was something I felt only once and whenever I try to experience the same feeling again I just can't seem to make myself feel it or recall whatever I felt exactly but whatever it was I wasn't in control of myself maybe I probably went insane or crazy with my anger and hatred and just went well all crazy

I don't know what happened after that the only thing I can recall after that is waking up on the floor downstairs my head all fuzzy Jason and Soul were already awake and they asked me what the heck happened while they were unconscious but I couldn't seem to recall what happened exactly at the moment so after a few minutes of talking about what we just went through we all came to an agreement to call the cops but never talk about this again like it had never happened to anyone or to ourselves it would just make things easier for ourselves because we'd have a bunch of problems and issues with trying to explain what just happened and pretend that it was a dream I agreed but I knew things were gonna be rough between me and Soul if we began talking about her and Christian but we had to talk about what happened berween me and her or will never really be able to really be able be in the same room together without it being awkward and we did we made up and all that stuff but we still didn't know how to explain what happened exactly in this situation and how the heck he got so strong from football extra practice maybe I don't know but we all just decided to try and pretend that this had never happened we never talked about with anyone but amongst ourselves the strange thing was after that incident we never saw Christian ever again after that noone really did he just up and left it was as if he just disappeared not a trace of him left on this planet it was strange no one really talked about it much but if we did we'd just say that it was all in our imagination we were being over dramatic about the situation at the time it was all just a weird prank life was throwing at us and with Christian disappearing we began to think it was all just a messed up dream or hallucination we woke up from and I started to believe it but deep down in my heart I knew it had happened I'd always wonder what had happened after I got so angry at him what wasn't I remembering no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't see the memory that my mind was hiding from me but I never really got frustrated over it a part of me actually really didn't want to see what happened after that afraid of what I might see but that still didn't stop me from thinking about it oh well its not like it matters anyway I don't need to know what happened what good will it do for me answer a few questions sure but nothing really I'll just ignore it and like we all agreed on it never happened

at least that's what I still try to believe

and then I woke up

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~waking up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

dylanleon35: and that's why I'm innocent

*all lawyers are asleep*

judge: *abruptly wakes up* huh!? who? what? where? oh! uh your not guilty *bangs mallet* *mumbles* great now I can go home

dylanleon35: *turns to you* few man that took forever trials do take a long time don't they *laughs awkwardly* okay okay I know it's been forever but at least I posted and dang that's a loooong chapter sorry that it got nothing to do with the dbz world but I just thought I'd let you know more about the main character

*cricket sounds*

dylanleon35: well "sorry" for thinking it be interesting anyway see you next time Leon warriors *JAZZ HANDS*