Bump Bump. I picture a secret wall of weapons. And now I'll look back to the begining. See if I'm right.
Shelby sneaks over to the basement door she pulls it open slowly. "what are you doing?" darla asks impatiently from behind Shelby. Shelby spins around "oh nothing I just wanted to see what it looked like because my basement is so cluttered you can barely move." shelby says lieing. "come on, I think Tristan is going to be fine. why don't you go on home. I'll have him give you a call when he wakes up" darla says slightly glaring. Thinking she has offend darla Shelby says goodbye and leaves. Darla grabs her phone and calls Shelby's dad "hey it's darla. You should know my son is dating your daughter." Shelby arrives home she walks in side her dad is on the phone "thank you for letting me know. I'm not gonna freak out. Ok good bye darla" he says hanging up the phone. Shelby freezes in place "darla?" she says with fear. Her dad spins around to see her standing there. "yes darla she's an old friend of mine and she tells me something interesting about you and her son" he says angrily "look I can explain.." she says being cut off "Shelby this boy is going to corrupt you and make you do bad things I forbid you from seeing him" he yells loudly "forbid me and who are you to forbid me it's not like you're acutely my father" she screams a tear rolling down her face. He stares at her dumbfounded "ya I remembered what happened" she says looking at the floor ashamed. His eye twitches. Shelby runs upstairs with out saying a word. A few hours later Tristan calls Shelby and she sneaks out to go meet up with him. She finds him at the lake she had fallen into days earlier. Shelby walks over "hey how are you doing" she says worriedly "It hurts but thanks to my mom I'm ok" he says with a smile. Shelby stares at his shirt. "can... Can I see?" she asks a little embarrassed. Tristan smirks and pull his shirt off. Shelby runs her finger on top the bandage where the cut is. "is there any way I can make it up to you?" she says still starring at the cut. "no no its fine Shelby you don't have to do anything" he says smiling Shelby looks up at him with big innocent eyes then crawls onto his lap straddling him and she kisses him deep. "then there's something I want to do with you" Shelby says smiling Mean while At home Shelby's dad sits at his desk muttering "she's my little girl but she's growing up. no if she grows up then Sarah dies." he says rubbing a picture of his real daughter Sarah. The smell of booze filling the air. "I know I'll kill That boy then she'll be my little girl forever." he says grabbing out a knife.
Tristan awake hours later in the middle of the woods. He looks to his left and sees Shelby fast asleep. Tristan stands up and retrieves his clothing quietly he then lays down and kiss Shelby deep. Shelby kisses him back slowly opening her eyes. "what time is it" Shelby says sitting up and grabbing her cloths. "well good morning to you too. And its about 6 am." Tristan says quickly he gives him self a little chuckle. "oh sorry good morning Tristan" she says tiredly they smile at each other sleepily. After a few minuets of conversation they decide to go home Shelby drives off and Tristan walks on home. After 20 minuets Tristan sees his house. he starts walking toward it when a black sack is pulled over his head and he's nocked on conscious. 6 weeks later Shelby still hasn't heard from or seen Tristan. she went to his house but it was empty. She eventually came to one very basic conclusion he's a jerk. And she slowly moved on with her life until today. Shelby sits on the bath room floor fully clothed in her hand she holds a small plastic stick. She looks down at it "god damn it." she says angrily she throws the stick in the bath room trash can right next to the toilet and walks down stairs. She grabs a kitchen knife. "dad I'll be in the basement for a little bit." she yells into the living room. "no you're not aloud down there any more." he says walking into the kitchen. "but dad why I've always..." she says getting cut off "i said you can't. This is my house and you will respect that." he says sternly "yes sir." she says sadly putting the knife down and hanging her head. Her father walks back into the living room. She stares at the basement door wondering what could be down there. Later that night Shelby sneaks down stairs she sees her dad. Asleep on the couch. The smell of alcohol filling the air Shelby sneaks past him and opens the basement door. She climbs into the basement and turns the light on. "Shelby is that you" Tristan says weakly. Shelby spins around and sees Tristan chained up bleeding from tons of cuts. "oh my god Tristan did my dad do this to you? I'll get you out of here." she says running over to him. "no Shelby don't I'm Dieing if you move me I'll just bleed out faster. Just stay here with me so I'm not alone for when it happens." Tristan says his voice getting weaker. "don't worry Tristan we'll stay here with you until the end" she says fake smiling a tear roles down her face. Shelby's dad wakes up he quickly runs upstairs to the bath room and vomits into the toilet. Still standing there leaning over the toilet her sees the plastic stick in the trash can. He reaches in and grabs it. "we?" Tristan asked puzzled. Shelby's dad looks at the stick and sees the little blue plus sign on it. "That's right Tristan I'm pregnant with your child." she smiles sadly at him. "and Tristan i love you and I promise this child will to even though you wont be there to meet it." Tristan smiles then coughs. "She..lby I I lov...." he says as his body and face becomes limp his eyes that she loved become cold and dead. Shelby falls to her knees and sobs uncontrollably. The door opens behind her and her dad stands there a knife in his hand a hockey mask on his face.