Okay uh...what can I say? Is there still room for forgiveness? I know a lot of you lost hope and thought that I was going to cancel all my stories but I never did. Since the last time I updated, I've moved at least 3 different times and for every time I did, I never got internet access. Now that I have my computer back, you guys should be hearing from yours truly a lot more often. Just because I stopped updating doesn't mean I stopped writing. I've been writing nonstop for all of my stories so please expect some major twists and turns along the plot! Before I go, I would love to say thank you to all of my reviewers. I love every single one of you, including everyone who stuck to my side! I'll give proper shout outs next chapter, that is...if you guys still love me. Anyways, R&R A Million and A Chocolate bar, Jai.

Enjoy!

"In my head,I see you all over me."

"In my head,you fulfill my fantasies. In my head you'll be screaming ohh ohh ohh,"Troy and I sang along to the radio. He turned down the radio just a little, glancing over in my direction.

"So can I ask you a question?" He smiled,stopping at a red both needed some air so Troy suggested we go get some ice cream.

"Go ahead…"I smiled subconsciously fiddling with the gold chain around my neck.

"I was wondering…would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow night?"

"I would be honored Mr.-"

-Crash!-

"Troy!" The window were completely gone and the glass had shatterred nearly completely. Troy was bleeding from a laceration on his head and he was unconscious. I shook him as hard as I could."Troy…baby please wake up. Troy!"

I jerked outta my sleep, only to find that I was still in my own bedroom. My sheets were soaked with sweat. I glanced over at my clock. It read 3:35 a.m. I got up and headed to my bathroom. Maybe some cold water would calm me down.

My heart felt as if it was going to burst open at any given moment. I looked at myself intensely in the mirror…and that wasn't me. It was the person I'd become. My hair was a mess, my shirt was drenched, and my eyes…those weren't my eyes. I touched my face, only to be met a bloody handprint. A bloody handprint? My hands…oh God they're bleeding! Oh God…my dream. I felt my tears run down my cheeks.

I'm losing my mind.

My hands shook uncontrollably and I felt my knees give into this unbearable weight I was feeling. "Troy…Troy why are you doing this to me?"

4 Hours Later…
Downstairs in the kitchen…

"Buenos dias Tay. You look like hell," Chad bluntly stated, offering me a cup of orange juice.

I kept my hair in a loose messy bun and bothered not to apply any make up. My outfit consisted of nothing more than a white camisole, a pair of black three quarter sweatpants, white flats, and a gray cardigan. I kept my hands bandaged.

"Hello to you too Chad, thanks for the compliment," I rolled my eyes and poured out a cup of coffee.

"What the hell happened to your hands?" Before I could answer, Gabriella walked in.

"Buenos dias Taylor. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine I just…I just don't feel really like heading to school today."

"Um Chad baby, can you get my bag for me please?"

"Sure,"he nodded and left.

Gabriella leaned on the counter and stared at me," Now Taylor, tell me what's really wrong."

"I had a dream last night."

"Oh, well that really explains it Tay."

Aside from me, Gabriella is also a sarcastic "know -it -all'.

"You didn't let me finish. I had a dream that…I was in Troy's truck with him. We were going to get some ice cream. We crashed and the windshield shattered. I looked over to and Troy was unconscious and bleeding. I woke up went to bathroom and realized my hands were bleeding. Gabriella…I was literally in the car accident."

She stood there and touched my hands,"Taylor…what's happening to you?"

"I really wish I knew Gabs. Listen I'm…I'm running late. We'll talk later." In reality I had about a half hour before my class started, but I had to go see someone.

7:42 a.m.
At Marcus Collins House

I walked up on the porch and knocked on the door. I hope he's home.

"Oh hey Cousin Tay! What's going on? You know it's been a minute since I've seen you," she smiled giving me a hug. "Come on in."

"Hey Zoey! Is Uncle Marcus here?" I stepped in.

"Daddy's here, he's in the shower. Why do you ask?"

"Um…what can you tell me about… dreams?" I followed her into the kitchen and sat at the table.

"Premonition dreams or precognitive dreams are an ability to gain information about an upcoming event prior to the event happening. These dreams are not common. Premonitions are a certain form of dream, but please know that not all dreams serve as premonitions.

"I actually meant about the meanings of dreams."

"It all depends on the dreams you have. Most are commonly referred to as déjà vu. You know, a glimpse of what's to come."

"What if it doesn't make sense?"

"It'll make sense in the long run."

"Thanks a million and a half Zoey."

She smiled,"I could look up some more information if you want."

"That's not really necessary. I should get going anyways. I'm running a little late for school. Uh tell Uncle Marcus that I'll stop by again when I get a chance,"I smiled again, walking to the door.

"I love you Tay."

"I love you too Zoey." I kissed her cheek and left.

I didn't really bother to take my car this morning. I think I'll just walk. Silence. I need to think and silence is the answer, well at least it is for now.

1:57 p.m.
Later In The Day…
At Home…

I came into the house quietly. I didn't really wanna be bothered. As I approached the stairs, footsteps sounded behind me.

"Hey Tay! How was your day? I din't see you on campus today." It was Chad. He was holding an apple in one hand and a bottle of Gatorade in the other. His hair was pulled back, he had on a pair of blue basketball shorts and white converse. Did I forget to mention the fact he was shirtless?

"Hey C," I quirked my eyebrows at his appearance.

He smiled,"Oh um…started cooking and got alfredo sauce on my shirt. Seeing as no one was home as yet, I decided to walk around shirtless."

I nodded slowly in understanding.

"Why didn't I see you on campus today?"

"I went straight to class and that was it. I'm not really feeling too well," I forced a smile and proceeded upstairs.

"Tay?" I stopped again and turned around.

"Yes Chad?"

He put down his stuff on the coffee table and started towards me. "I uh…heard your conversation with Gabriella this morning- I wasn't eavesdropping or anything like that. Listen, I know I'm nt the brightest crayon in the box,"he paused for a brief second. I walked back downstairs and stood in front of him. "I know what you're going through. He's trying to send all of us a message,but he's trying to send you something more.

As hard as I tried, I couldn't contain my tears. Before I could say anything, he embraced in a hug.

"Um…Chad."

"Yeah Tay?"

"This is a bit awkward seeing as your shirtless,"he smiled and pulled back.

"Sorry."

"I'll be upstairs in my room if you need me."

"I'll keep this between you and me."

I smiled softly,"Thank you Chad."

I went upstairs into my room and locked my door. As I layed down on my bed, so many thoughts ran through my head. Was Chad the only one affected by what's going on? The voice of Zoey echoed in my head, "It all depends on the dreams you have. Most are commonly referred to as déjà vu. You know, a glimpse of what's to come."

I sat up and took off my bandages. My hands were partially covered in dry blood.

The night the truck crashed I wasn't there, but…but something tells me I going to be.