(Sorry to everyone who read this story, I haven't updated it in a while because I lost the disk it was on and just found it today. I hope you enjoy and I promise to update more often)

Cherrie and I sat in silence, staring off into space. I have no idea what she was thinking about, but I can tell you what I was thinking about…

Drew. I was thinking about how he smelled, how his eyes were a chocolate brown, his dark hair, his gorgeous face and his lips. How when he kissed me, everything seemed to melt away. When his hands ran down my back and back up again, sending shivers down my spine. How he held me close and made me feel safe. Boy was I in love.

Cherrie shook me breaking my thoughts. "Taylor, detention is over, you can go see your lover boy now."

I smiled. "Okay, later hun." I ran from the table leaving my books and bag there, not thinking about them. "God, I hope he's there"

I stepped out onto the roof. "Drew? Are you here?" I didn't hear a response so I laid down on the blanket that was still there from the night of our picnic. I closed my eyes trying to block out the sun, it worked but not to well.

I couldn't tell you what time it was when I woke. I opened my eyes to nothing but darkness. Drew still wasn't there. I looked at my watch but my eyes were still blurry from the darkness that surrounded me.

I stood up and walked to edge of the roof, looking down. I could see the Roadhouse but it looked closed. I rubbed my eyes, then looked at my watch again: 12:15am.

This is when I began to panic. Drew promised me he would be here and he wasn't, where was he, was he okay. I wish I knew but I didn't know anything. I started to hyperventilate which was very rare for me, considering I only ever did it when I was young.

As my breathing quickened and shortened, I got very lightheaded and dizzy. I felt as if I was going to collapse. Surprisingly…I did, but someone caught me.

"Whoa, Taylor, it's okay" A voice said. "You're okay, I'm here." The person holding me up steadied me. I in the direction of the voice, but instead of Drew standing there, it was someone else.

"How do you know my name?" I asked, stepping back. "Who are you, where's Drew?"

"Well, Drew told me your name. I'm Marty and Drew, well he's a little tied up right now, and he told me to give you a message." Marty stepped towards me pushing me back until I was against the edge of the roof again. "Stay away from him, you don't belong together, you are from two totally different worlds, you interfere with ours again, I'll kill you!"

I gasped as he said the last few words: 'he'll kill me?' That was the first thing that truly scared me in a very long time. I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came out. I stared at Marty for a few second, before running away crying.

I ran into my room, not saying a word to Cherrie and jumped on my bed burying myself into it as much as I possibly could before breaking down completely. The only thing running around in my mind was the last words Marty had said to me.