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Morgan as I tried to decide on what I wanted. I heard Anderson mutter under his breath “Any closer and you’ll be in his lap.” Apparently Morgan heard it too because I heard snort from beside me. Resting my hand on Morgan’s thigh, I squeezed softly and ignored Anderson. I could only hope that Morgan did the same.

    A few hours later...

    After lunch, Anderson seemed to be in a worse mood than when he arrived. I was trying not to let it get to me, but it was starting to affect Morgan’s mood. I had had enough family time for one day. I signaled to the waitress for the cheque. I wrote down her tip and handed it back to her along with my card. While I waited for her to bring it back, I finished the last of my water. Once she returned, we all stood up and walked out of the cafe.  Morgan wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I cuddled into his side as we walked. I knew I had to deal with all of Michael’s things but I just couldn’t face any of that right now. God, I hope he was prepared.
    When we got back to the hotel room, I went into the bedroom, putting my bag down on the bed before walking into the bathroom to wash my hands and face. I was drying my hands on a towel when Morgan came in to check on me. I didn’t have time to speak to him, because his phone rang as soon as I took a step towards him. He gave me an apologetic look, and I walked past him as he answered it, going into the other room to give him some privacy. Just as I stepped through the door, I found a gun pointed at the side of my head.  
    “You’re nothin’ but a worthless gold digger, Maddison, and I am puttin’ an end to it now.” I could hear the sound of my heart beating faster and as the blood rushed to my head, I heard the muffled voice of Morgan as he called for Anderson to go to the bedroom but instead, he pulled the trigger.
    Everything went black.
        I sat up straight, gasping for air. Looking over to my side, I saw that the bed was empty. I looked around and frowned when I saw I was in the bus bedroom. My phone rang. Automatically, I picked it up and looked at the message. When I saw the date, I lay back down and almost cried.  
    It was just a dream….  

CHAPTER THREE
Maddie

    I lay back down in bed and cover my eyes with my arm as I try to calm myself back down. That dream felt so real. My brain began to over think and analyze what happened and left me with questions. Was Josh really related to Morgan? God, I hope not. I didn’t want to have to deal with THAT drama. Despite being together awhile, I didn’t really know too much about his non immediate family. All he ever said was that his dad and mum split when he was ten and they moved to Australia. I’d never met his dad, and when I asked about him he’d just say, “he’s gone away.” I didn’t want to question it in case he had died. Josh and Morgan were polar opposites. Josh was an asshole who cheated on his girlfriends; a trait I hadn’t seen until I was one of them, yet Morgan was such a sweetheart. Mind you, I had just gotten to know him, so he could have a whole other side to him. Moving my arm from over my eyes, for the first time I noticed that Morgan wasn’t there. He must be out in another part of the bus or something.
    I let my thoughts go to the other questions; I was stuck on the one. Why was I now dreaming about Tim again? I hadn’t thought about him in years. I hadn’t let myself. When he left, he broke me. I couldn’t get out of bed for weeks, my grades took a major nose dive, and Uncle Michael was close to putting me in hospital. I wouldn't eat, so I lost so much weight I was just skin and bone. I couldn’t deal. I let out a sigh and began to rub the spot over my chest where the old familiar ache was.
    Tim had been my best friend maybe half the time that Jas had been. I’d known Jasmine all my life. My mum and hers met in birthing classes, and ended up being roomed together in hospital as they both had the same due date. When mum died,