"I know you might not believe me, and you might think I'm crazy. But it's just..I don't know how to explain this. It all started with a vision."
I spoke after a long moment of hesitation.

"A vision ?"
"Yes, it..when my co-star died, I was crying in the restroom, and I had a vision. It was a picture of a terrorist standing in an empty lawn. I didn't think much of it that time, since I was too upset. But, now it made sense. I just came from the hospital, after it came to my mind that it would make perfect sense that a terrorist would show up at that time (Easter)."

"I just wanted to save Barron. After the lawn was empty it made perfect sense. Of course, people would hear the gunshot and run away, and it would just be you guys."
I explained.

"It was obvious that the terrorist would hurt Barron instead of Mr Donald. Because, you kind of killed their leader. Their leader is like their god. So it made sense that they would to hurt you the same way."
I sighed heavily, holding onto Barron's hand tighter.

"Each time the cast would hear me talking about how Mr Donald shouldn't have killed ISIS's leader, they would think that I'm supporting ISIS. But really, I was only scared that this would happen, especially after my vision."

Melania gave me a soft, reassuring smile.
"We don't think you're crazy. I actually warned Donald about this whole ISIS thing, but he said that we need to get rid of them."
I nodded.
"We do. But like, at the same time maybe ? All of them."

Donald nodded simply.
"That would be the safest choice."

...

"I can't believe you risked your life for me like that. You could've gotten hurt."
Barron scolded softly.
"I don't care. I only care about your safety, Barron. Nothing else."

He wrapped his arms around me, kissing the top of my head gently. I smiled and hugged him back.

He's so cute.

I thought to myself as we entered the limo after.
"Drive us to the house."
The driver nodded, and stirred the wheel.

Where was this idiot this morning ? I had to run all the way to the White House because of him.

I rolled my eyes at the thought. However, I decided not to ask about it though.
As the car pulled off in front of my gigantic mansion, we stepped out, and Barron reached out for my hand gently.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let's go in."
He nodded softly, and we stepped closer towards the front door. I knocked on the door, and waited, looking at Barron in admiration.

The door swung open quicker than I thought.

...

Later that day, after I explained everything to my siblings, Barron said that he needed to go home. We bid our farewells, and he left.

I didn't know why I had this feeling in the bit of my stomach. Neither did I know why my knees were so wobbly. I had to admit, I was very confused.

But that didn't stop my nightmare from happening.

To Be Continued...

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