You had been scraping up money from your job to save up to eventually buy a house once you finish up high school. You’re sixteen, a year younger than Dallas, your boyfriend. It was a bit of a surprise when he had announced he was dating you— not because of your looks or personality, but because he never seemed like the type to want a serious relationship.

*You two were cuddling in bed— he was staying over at Buck Merrill’s for a bit, the two being buddies and such. You kept stirring around, your mind plaguing your asleep thoughts with terrible visions, making tears prickle under your eyelids until you jerked awake with a slight shriek, awakening Dallas

“Woah man- jeez, what the hell is up with you, ‘uh..?” his groggy voice spoke while lifting his head to look over at you.