“Alice!” Dylan shouted, panicking shaking me awake.
I opened my eyes, and saw Dylan he was next to me we were laying on my bed. I was in his arms he looked at me relieved I was ok.
“What happened?” I asked.
Dylan shrugged, “Me and Andrew found you laying in a old house.”
“There was a loud snap.” I said, looking slowly up Dylan.
“Zac is dead.” Dylan said sighing stroking my hair.
“What! How?” I said, in shock.
“Don’t worry, Allie what matter is you are safe.” Dylan said, softly as he kept me close to him.

There was a knock at the door my mother walked in, surprised to see me and Dylan like this.
“Alice I have a surprise for you.” My mother said.
“Come downstairs.” My mother said, leaving us.
I got up and out of Dylan arms, he looked at me then said, “I will stay here. Not apart of your family.”
I walked down the stairs there was a man about thirty-seven, blonde hair slick back, ivory skin and green eyes, He had on a grey suit and a blue shirt under it.
“Who the hell is this?” I asked looking at the man.
“Alice, me and Hank been dating for two years, we are getting married!” My mother said, excited.
God no this can’t be happening…

I looked at Hank I was happy for her but my father did he mean anything to her?
“Oh…great when is the wedding?” I asked, trying to sound excited.
“In two month’s so much to do!” My mother said, already in panic mod.
“He has a daughter I am sure you two will be great friends.”
Yeah..no…

I went back up to my room and closed the door behind me Dylan looked at me and I fell into his arms and he said softly, “Why are you crying?”
I looked up at him then said, “My mother is remarrying.”
“So you dont want anyone but your biological father, right?” Dylan asked, softly.
“Yeah.” I said, sighing.
“I am sorry about what happened to your dad.” Dylan whispered in my ear.
I looked at him then Dylan phone rang I sat up Dylan reached over to the nightstand and answered it.
“Hey Andrew.” Dylan said, he got up and left the room leaving me wondering who he was talking to.
He came back a few minutes later he seemed really angry, he hugged me and said, “I need to go, will you be ok.”
I nodded but I wasn’t ok not sure how I could be ok.
I couldn’t get the dream out of my head, the eyes of a demon, fangs of a vampire and voice of a devil.
Although what was going on seemed even more real, I exhaled I remember the cut on my temple.
CRAP!!!
Crap, crap crap!
Dylan had to seen it, meaning Dylan would will beat Adam up for sure. I fixed my hair to cover it for sure, and I placed a bandage on it.