Of a young Ryan crying over a group of people on the floor, their bodies ripped apart. Of Jaxon, Ryan and Kyle making a pact on a mountain high above. Words flowing through their minds. I can't read them though. I see an image of them three in the mall talking to a girl, Ryan growling the word mine at her. I see myself and another girl-Jasmine- watching them excitedly. I notice that it's the same jeans and top I was wearing today. Right now.
I pull on the arrow and lift myself out of Ryan's mind as I hear Jaxon's voice fill up the air around me.
"If something happens to her, I'll f*****g kill you both," He growls at them, "She's got no f*****g energy, you pricks," I feel his hand on my back, tracing slow and steady patterns, knowing his touch could bring me back.
He's standing behind me
