I didn't sleep that night. I couldn't. My head was filled with worry thoughts. Dylan told me I didn't have to worry, that everything was going to be alright but there was this feeling in the middle of my chest. A bad feeling. After everyone left, I went to sleep and Dylan decided to stay, for protection purposes, for me it was a little weird since my mom was there but she told me that it was okay and that she understood completely. Of course, she did. So, we went to sleep, although I stayed up all night, Dylan was sleeping next to me like a log. When he woke up, I pretended to be asleep and he seemed to buy it, then I after he got up and left the room, I did as well. Mom made us breakfast and the three of us ate together in the kitchen. I knew I was terribly quiet and of course, they both
