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Flashback

I was sitting in the window seat of a beautiful restaurant in France, my mom and dad had brought me here for my eighth birthday. My mom had gone over the street to look at a dress she had seen in the window but me and my dad had snuck over to the nearest Cafe and were stuffing our faces with cakes.

All of a sudden out of nowhere two men in black jumped through the window and landed in front of us. My dad yelled at me to get back but I was frozen in front of the two men. One of them pulled up a gun and let the shot fire. My dad dove in front of me, saving my life. The bullet hit him straight in the heart. He was dead within seconds.

My mom jumped through the window, having seen what had happened from across the street. She quickly `disposed` of the men and then came and knelt next to me. I think she knew it was too late because she wasn't fussing around at all; she wasn't making demands for people to call an Ambulance. All she did was stroke his hair out of his eyes and rub my back soothingly. I was sobbing loudly but silent tears ran down her face.

My father, a person I relied on more than anything. And it was all because of me.

I woke up shivering even though it wasn't the slightest bit cold. I don't know what was triggered these nightmares but they were getting clearer by the dream. I was obviously shaken from the nightmare because I didn't even notice that someone was sitting at the end of my bed. I yelped and pulled the bed sheets up further over my body. The figure smirked a familiar smirk - I would know it anywhere.

"Hello Zachary," I said dryly. Zach's smirk was wiped from his face and honest worry replaced it.

"I'm fine," I said sternly.

"No you're not," he said standing up from the bottom of my bed; he came over to sit beside me. He put his arm around my shoulders and I can honestly say that when I leant my head against his chest, I finally felt safe.

Nothing bad could happen. I'd spent so much time bent on hating anyone that tried to get close to me that I never actually tried getting to know them. Of course I was rudely proven wrong when three squealing girls came rushing into my room. They stopped just short of my bed and all raised their eyebrows at the same time when they saw Zach's arm around me.

"She had a nightmare," Zach said defensively. I just rolled my eyes and got out of bed, completely forgetting that I had very short shorts on and a rather tight shirt on. Zach's eyes widened but he quickly replaced it with a smirk. I just winked at him and walked into my bathroom to take a shower.

I could hear the girls grilling Zach on what had happened last night and I chuckled to myself about how nervous he sounded. Honestly.

While I was in the shower Macey had hung an outfit on the bathroom door, so I put it on and walked into my room but for some reason there was no one there. I shrugged and decided to try and sneak down to the main hall but was stopped by a hand gripping my arm tightly.

It was Joe, I tried to hide my irritation (but I don't think it worked.)

"What do you want?" Joe looked shocked but didn't let go of my hand,

"Let's go for a walk Cams," He led me down the staircase and through the entrance hall, which was crowded with students, including Zach, Macey, Grant, Bex, Liz, Jonas and Nick.

Joe pulled me out the front door and forcefully pushed me onto a step.

"Talk," He commanded.

AN - Sorry, i won't be able to update until tomorrow afternoon. Please Review!