We got back home and it was about 7:30 pm and I was exhausted. Okay, I went to a jail for like a couple hours and visited my psychotic ex boyfriend then drove all the way. Yes I'm tired already.

"I'm going to take a nap." I said.

I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge and got a bottle of water. I turned around and dropped my water.

"You scared me." I said picking up my bottle.

"Sorry." He said walking over to me.

He took the bottle out of my hands and sat it on the table. He lifted my face and kissed me. It wasn't rough, but it was gentle and soft.

"Michael...." I said pulling back.

"Think about it?" He said looking down at me.

"I'll think about it overnight. Or in my dreams." I said as he laughed.

"I feel loved, dreaming about me." He said winking.

"I'll see you either in the morning or later." I said as he hugged me.

"Goodnight Dylan." I said walking in the living room.

"Bed already?" He said standing up.

"Yeah. I'm gonna take a nap and then get up either in the morning or in the middle of the night." I said as he hugged me.

"Okay. Goodnight sis. I love you." He said kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight. I love you too." I said kissing his cheek.

I went up the stairs and went into the bathroom. I changed into my night clothes and brushed my teeth then pulled my hair into a messy bun.

"Who's texting me?" I said as I heard my phone go off in my room.

I walked in my room and looked at my phone and looked at my messages.

I know who you really are!

Not drama again. Gosh, ever since I got with Jacob, it's been nothing but drama. I'm not pointing fingers but I think this has something to do with him.

I closed the message and plugged it up. I cut it off and flipped it over then crawled in bed and pulled the covers up to my chin and rolled over to face the wall.

I felt my eye lids get heavy then I heard a noise downstairs and my eyes flew open. Thinking it was one of the boys, I drifted back to sleep.

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"Jacob stop!" I yelled as he tied my hands behind me.

"If I can't have you then nobody can. Not even precious Michael." He said smirking.

He grabbed the bottle of gasoline and poured it on the floor all around me and all over my bed. At the door, you could hear Dylan and Michael banging but it was padlocked.

"You don't have to do this." I said crying.

He smirked and picked up a matchbook and lit one. "Oh but Tay. I think I do."

And with that, he threw it on my bed and ran and jumped out the window. I started to enhale the smoke and started coughing.

I struggles to get the rope untied and flipped the chair back, making it even worse to get the rope untied.

"I love y'all!" I yelled towards the door.

*BANG BANG*

Who got shot? Or was it a shot? I looked around and noticed a flame at my leg and it started to burn.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed and started crying.

I closed my eyes quickly and jerked my legs back and tries my best to scoot back but it was impossible.

I opened my eyes and dreaded it because the flames were already on their way to my head.

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I woke up and started screaming and crying. Dylan and Michael ran in my room and cut the light on. Dylan ran to my bed and hugged me.

"Are you okay? What happened?" He said as I cried in his chest.

"It seemed so real.... The fire..... Y'all at the door screaming and banging..... The gunshot..... Jacob..." I said breathing heavily.

"Calm down. Michael, can you get her a glass of water?" He said turning to Michael.

Michael, and his shirtless self, flew down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. Dylan tried to calm me down but I cried and cried.

"What time is it?" I said wiping my eyes.

"It's 3. In the morning. We were just about to go to bed, but then we heard you scream and we jolted up the stairs." He said.

"Thanks." I said smiling at both of them.

"Now I know this is gonna sound weird coming from your brother, but I want Michael to stay up here with you and make sure you're alright." He said.

"But-"

"No buts! I can't do it because it wouldn't feel right me being your brother and all so I'll leave it to your boyfriend or whatever you consider him to be." Dylan said as I chuckled.

"I mean, friends with benefits works but I don't really know." I said glancing at Michael.

"Whatever y'all are, I'm only allowing this to happen because I care about you and I'm worried about you." Dylan said standing up.

"Now, when I leave, no locking the door and no doing the nasty. Understand?" He said pointing at Michael.

"Aye man. I wouldn't hurt her." Michael said holding his hands up in defense.

"Alright, well get some rest. I love you T." Dylan said hugging me and kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight Dylan. I love you." I said as he stood up.

"I love you too." He said smiling.

He went to the door and looked back and stared at Michael for a second then flipped the light off and shut the door.

Michael crawled in bed beside me and I turned to face the wall. I layed there for about 5 minutes wondering if he was gonna hug me up.

"You can put your arm around me. I don't bite me." I said as he chuckled.

He slid his arm around and I slid my body backwards to close the gap between us and I rolled over to face him.

"Do you ever think about us?" He said looking at me.

"I mean, yeah sometimes. Do you?" I said playing with his hair.

"All the time." He said smiling.

"Do you still love me?" I said taking my hand away from his hair.

"Of course." He said. "Do you love me?"

I thought about it for a second. Do I love Michael or do I want to continue being friends with him? I mean, yeah we have had some good times and all, but I don't think I can risk a friendship for a relationship.

If that makes sense.

"I don't know. I don't know what to think." I said sighing.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt you ever again. I fell in love with you about 4 years ago and I'm still in love with you. I never stopped loving you. So what I guess I'm trying to say is...... Taylor, will you be mine again?" He said as my eyes shot open.

Should I? After realizing how much he loves me, I think I might love him back.

But I don't want to ruin our friendship if we break up and it'd be really awkward between us all the time.

I don't know what to do and the words that came out my mouth, might just change my life around.

"Yes. I'll be yours again!"