Chapter 19: Dylan's Past
Kelly woke up that night, she couldn't sleep.
"Huh?" She thought out load as she heard the faint sound of crying.
"Dylan?" Kelly asked after tracking the crying to its source, "What's the matter?"
"N... n... nothing." He replied wiping his eyes and just staying where he was, huddled up, sitting upright with his knees to his chin, and his arms locked around his legs, and by the looks of it, Kelly though he had something pressed against his stomach.
"What's that?" Kelly asked.
"Nothing."
"You don't cry for nothing," She said giving him a hug, "Now tell me what the matter is."
"Nothing." He replied again and started crying all over again.
"Who's this picture of?"
"Me, my mom, dad, brother and sister." Dylan told her crying his heart out.
"But I thought you said you were an only child?" Kelly asked.
"I am but."
"Then what about your brother and sister?" and Dylan gave her an are-you-stupid look and she got the idea, "oh."
"They died when I was little, they were older than me by six years, and they were twins, so I suppose it was natural that they died together."
"I'm sorry Dylan." She told her and put her arms round him.
"No it's fine; I suppose its better that I have someone to talk about it to." And Kelly tried to smile, "But sometimes, I think I can hear them talking to me, telling me to be strong, and I never really believe that there dead, and I hope to find them one day."
"It's always nice to look on the bright side, so u just live with your mom and dad?"
"No, my mom and dad are dead; I live with my Nan and Granddad."
"Oh; I'm sorry, I never realized someone could have such an, upsetting life."
"No, it's fine."
"O.K."
"I know my brother and sister are alive, I can just about remember what happened and my Nan kept it hidden plus I never told her."
"What happened, unless you don't wanna talk about it?" Kelly told him.
"I'll tell you, it was about two years ago," Dylan started his story.
flashback telling story
"Kimmy, Brendan, go upstairs, get Dylan and run!" Dylan's mom screamed; their dad was drunk again, and it had gotten out of hand, Dylan could smell the smoke of fire downstairs , and the shouts, screams, tears and pain as he sat crying it his room.
"Dylan!" Kimmy, a girl with long brown hair entered Dylan's room her face flooded with tears.
"Kymmy." Dylan looked up at his sister; and innocently asked, "Is mom gong tu be O.K?"
"I dunno." Kimmy replied sadly and grabbed Dylan's hand.
"Hang on, I need tu get Name." Dylan said running and grabbing his stuffed lion teddy.
"Now come on!" Kimmy said grabbing Dylan's hand after he got Name, she knew how important it was to him, he'd had it ever since he was born, her and Brendan had got it him, but of course their mom had paid for it because they was to young back then to be trusted with money; and Dylan had named it Name because he couldn't think of a name for it so they had all came up with Name. Here they were now, six years on and he still had it, it went everywhere with him.
"Kimmy! The stairs are blocked by fire, we're gonna have to jump out a window." Brendan, a boy with shoulder messy brown hair rushed to tell her.
"We can't jump out of a window; look at Dylan his too young, he could die!" Kimmy yelled at him and a terrifying yell from their father came from downstairs.
"WE haven't got a choice, he'll die here! No ones gonna come and save us we're too far from civil life, incase you forgot, I swear dad moved us here on purpose!" Brendan shouted at her, their dad was rich and had brought a mansion away from the city.
"Fine." She answered.
"Kymmy? What's hppning?" Dylan asked, he had had a speech problem when he was little and the doctors had thought he might not ever be able to speak, but he pulled through, only just.
"It doesn't matter, Brendan. Take Dylan, jump out the window with him so I know his safe." Kimmy told him.
"O.K." He replied and took Dylan into his arms.
"You go out first, I'll go out after." Kimmy told him.
"O.K, meet you at the bottom." He told her and jumped out the window, Dylan held safely in his one arm as he landed on his two feet and using his spare hand for balance, "Come on Kimmy!" He shouted at her, he knew it was a long drop, three storeys up.
"Oh no!" Kimmy screamed as she lost her footing getting out the window and was heading head-first down.
Cut in flashback
"Are you O.K?" Dylan asked looking at Kelly who had tears running down her face.
"Yeah, I'm fine; it's just that, the story, it's really upsetting." Kelly replied.
"I won't continue if you want." Dylan replied.
"No, carry on." Kelly said.
Flashback continued
"Oh no! Kimmy!" Brendan said dropping Dylan to the floor and managing to catch Kimmy in time.
"Thanks." Kimmy replied and stood up straight, "I really don't want to be here." She said and fell to the floor crying.
"None of us do, but we're here to be with you and help." Brendan told her grabbing her hand and pulling her up.
"Thanks Brendan." she said hugging him.
"Come on! We can't turn back!" He shouted dragging them both out the way of a falling column.
"Ca't we hidi ad wait foor mum?" Dylan asked.
"No, sorry." Brendan told him as he was held safely in Kimmy's arms as they ran, "Kimmy open your eyes! You're gonna fall over otherwise!"
"Sorry, it's just too much." Kimmy said opening her eyes, "I hoped this was just a really bad dream."
"Here, I'll light this to show us where we're going better." He told them lighting a match and lighting a candle he'd grabbed and hid in his pocket.
"I'm frihtend!" Dylan said as a new wave of tears came from his eyes.
"Come on, be strong we know there's worse to come." Brendan told him, Kimmy turned around and her body became paralysed at the sight before her, "Kimmy come on!" Brendan said violently shaking her.
"It's too much!" She said as tears flooded from her eyes again as the building collapsed, "M... m... mom's dead!"
"Wht dos ded mean?" Dylan asked innocently.
"It doesn't matter, you don't need to know." Brendan told Dylan.
"Kimmy, come on." Brendan whispered into her ear.
"It's not fair." She whispered back.
"Do you think it was fair when I saw mom's dead body fall next to me? Do you think I wanted that?" Brendan told her and for the first time ever, they saw Brendan cry, "We can't give up, mom sacrificed herself for us."
"Your right, she wouldn't want us to waste it." Kimmy replied wiping her eyes and Brendan's, "Let's carry on."
"Let's move." Brendan said and they ran it to a nearby forest.
"I wanna know what happened back there! I wanna know what we're gonna do, I wanna know," And Kimmy started crying after trying to act serious once they had set up a camp in the middle of a forest and Brendan had just finished making a fire.
"Hey, hey calm down and I'll explain everything." Brendan told her putting his arm around her.
"Kymmy, Breandn whre's mom?" Dylan asked them.
"Umm, mom has gone away on a little journey;" Brendan said bravely.
"We're always gonna be here to take care of you." Kimmy told him.
"When will she be coming home?" Dylan asked and Brendan could see the tears and sadness well up in Kimmy's eyes.
"She, she might not come back, you'll have to wait and see." Brendan told him.
"Oh, O.K. I hope sye cumes tu us suon." Dylan said trying to put a smile on.
"Yeah, so do I." Kimmy told him, and they all sat in silence for the next hour lost in their thoughts.
"I don't like no sond." Dylan finally said.
"No, neither do I." Kimmy told him, "Tell you what, let's all put one of our most treasured things on Name so you can always have a piece of us with you no matter what."
"O.K, Name wold like that." Dylan said smiling, "And so wold I."
"O.K, I'll put my shoe lace on Name." Kimmy said smiling and took off the blue shoe lace around her neck and put it on Name's, and tightened it to fit.
"I'll put my bandana on him." Brendan said smiling taking off his black and silver bandana and placing it on Name's head.
"Its tu big." Dylan told Brendan.
"He'll grow." Brendan replied and they all laughed.
End flashback
"After that, Kimmy and Brendan took me to China to live our Grandparent's, they never returned after that; I was taught that they was dead as I grew up, but I never really believed it." Dylan told her ending the story.
"Oh, do you still have Name then?" Kelly asked.
"Yep," He said pulling a stuffed lion out of his bag wearing a shoelace and bandana.
"Bet you love that, it's so cute as well."
"Yeah,"
"I love teddies to."
"I don't I just carry round this one."
"We better be going to bed."
"Yeah."
"Well, good night, remember; you can talk to me anytime."
"Thanks," Dylan said and felt guilt weal up inside him, "Kelly, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, sure, anything."
"You have to promise not to tell the others though."
"I promise, but why is it such a big deal?"
"Because it's a secret their keeping from you."
"What is it?" Kelly asked.
"It's... It's..." Dylan stammered knowing he'd got himself into trouble now.
