Dylan's point of view. Tori was my little sister. She was 14. I know she went with some friends somewhere after school today... I didn't ask who or where they were going. But she was hanging out with the wrong crowd. "Mom, it's okay. What happened to Tori?" I asked. Trying to comfort her. "There was an accident... S-she w-was in the passenger seat... She didn't make it Dylan. She didn't make i-it..." she was still balling uncontrollably. I understood why. The realization hadn't hit me. I just stood there. Shocked. How could my sister, my little sister, be dead? Dead. At fourteen. No. This isn't happening. This CAN'T be happening. I ran up to my room. Waiting to wake up from this horrific nightmare. Then I started crying. I cried and cried. I began punching the wall, leaving deep indentions where my fist had just been. I'm going to kill the son of a bitch who did this. "Why!?" "WHY HER!!?" "Why not me!!!" I was screaming now. Wanting her back. After i calmed down quite a bit, decided to call Nicole. I couldn't go to a party a day after my sisters life was taken. ring, ring, ring, ring. "Hey babe!" Nicole's excited voice said through the phone. "Um, baby, we can't go to the party tomorrow." I felt my eyes begin to water. "Oh, okay. Why not?" she asked curiously. "My, my little sister, Tori, um... She's, gone. As in, she's, dead." I was crying now. Just Thinking about it. "Oh. Oh my gosh Dylan. I am beyond sorry. I can't believe this. Wow. I am shocked. I can't tell you how sorry I am. Do you want me to come over?" I tell she was honestly sorry, her voice showed that she was worried also. "No, thank you. I, I think I jus need some alone time. I'll talk to you later babe. I love you." I really did want to be alone. I also didn't want her to see me cry. "Okay. If you need me, I promise I'm here. No matter what. I love you too" She replied. The worried tone still very clear in her soft, loving, voice. "bye" I said as I hung up the phone. I just say in silence in my room. Laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Wanting my sister back. But I know that won't happen. —————————————————
Nicole's point of view ! Whoa. I cannot believe Dylan's sister died. He always talked about her. She was his only sibling. Now he only had his mother. His father passed away from a heart attack last year. He had told me about it. It damaged their family. Tori began associating with bad people, as had Dylan. Their mom was grief stricken. Dylan always says how his dad was a great guy. I've seen pictures, he was a spitting image of his father. I hope everything goes well with his family. I know it has to be hard. "Hey Alyssa, shopping trip over." I told her, with a glum look on my face. "Oh okay. But why Nic? Did something happen with you and Dylan?" she asked me worriedly. "Uhm, our relationship is fine, but his sister Tori passed today. So we're not going to the party tomorrow night, it's for the best." I tried to make the situation seem more okay than it actually was, giving her a fake smile. She saw right through that. "I'm sorry Nic. I know he means a lot to you, as does his feelings. I understand, it okay." she hugged me and told me these things at a bit above a whisper, comforting me. My eyes began to water. I didn't cry, I just felt bad for Dylan. She was right, he means more to me than I know.