(Picture of Kylie on the side)

I run over to Aston hugging him tightly as I whispers, "I'll never forget that I'm a huntress, the only one in the Hunters gang." I don't cry because hunters don't cry, we don't show weakness.

"I know Kylie, I know," he whispers into my ear, his warm breathe tickling my ear, the smell of alcohol and cigarette finds it's way to my nose.

"I gotta go to Tulsa but, I'll always be from, Tennessee. I'll find a way back to ya'll," I say to him looking into his icy blue eyes.

"Go, babe," he says as I kiss him for the last time, grabbing out to his jet black hair and he softly grabs my blonde hair.

I step onto the train, looking out the window and watching as I leave behind, my life, my gang, my world, everything. I look over to my mother who is smiling widely, "why are you so happy we're leaving Memphis?"

"Because, we're leaving Memphis, don't you see that Memphis plus you equals trouble! Also, I brought the few things that make me see the real you with me. I'm bringing the farm with me, I got people to pick them up and bring them to a ranch in Tulsa, 'cause we're still going to live on a ranch," she explains.

"I don't care about the animals mom, you're making me leave my whole behind and you don't even feel bad."

"Sweetie, it's for the best, since your dad died you haven't been the same and our life needs to change."

"I asked you not to bring up that night! God mom can't you see, I still remember watching him drop dead!"

"Ky I'm so-"

"Don't call me Ky! Only dad was allowed to call me that, it was his nickname for me and nobody else's"

"Kylie, I'm sorry, but we're leaving Tennessee and not looking back."

"Fine but, I only have three word to say to you."

"And what are they this time?"

"I HATE YOU!" I storm off sitting down, slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.

Dream

"Ky look away please," my dad shouts from the parking lot. I want to look away but, I just can't. My eyes are glued to this situation.

"Give me the drugs," the man commands.

"For the last time, I'm the wrong guy," dad says trying to stay calm.

"If you don't give me the drugs, I swear I'll shoot ya'," the guys informs him, as he pulls out a gun aiming to my dad. I hear it click showing he's ready to shoot.

"You can shoot me just, please let me say goodbye to my daughter. Please," my dad pleading looking into the guys eyes.

"You have five minutes."

"Thank you so much." My dad walks over to me pulling me into a warm hug looking into my eyes, "Ky, it's okay, you're okay. I love you. When I leave run to mommy."

I shake my head tears streaming down my eyes, "daddy, don't leave me, daddy I need you. Please run, run with me now. Please. I'm only five and I need my daddy."

"Ky, don't cry. Baby girl we're okay. I'm okay, just go to mommy," his voice is shaking as he wiped the tears from my cheek.

"No, daddy please! DON'T LEAVE ME!" I loose control at this time, and I'm full out sobbing into his chest.

"Sweetie, I love you. Don't cry baby, go back to mommy," he says pulling away from me and looking into my hazel eyes.

"I won't leave daddy, I love you," I cry loudly

"Baby, you ha-" he starts but gets cut off.

"Time's up," the guys states walking over to my dad and shooting him, straight in the head. I watch as he falls to the ground.

He speaks in barely a whisper but manages to say, "I love you Kylie."

I run over to him screaming and crying, "DADDY! WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU KILLED HIM! WHY?"

"Go home little girl," he commands. I do as he says afraid of getting shot too. I am five years old and I watched my dad die.

***END OF DREAM***

I jolt awake as we pull into Tulsa. I feel my wet cheeks but, wipe away my tears repeating the words of Jackson, "tough people don't cry. We show no emotion. We are emotionless. We don't care."

I step off the train to be greeted my mother, "hello Kylie, let's go to our new ranch. It's big enough for us. I think you'll like it."

"Whatever, let's just go," I sigh.