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BAD CUPID

Creates By; Snow Marisvega •

Chapter 88B

Dylan's P.O.V

I ran into the house, leaving Raven and Zach in the car. When I left the party, I had forgotten I came with Henry and I found myself running and trying to get home before Raven pulled up at my side and even though she was driving fast as I told her to, it felt like she was going real slow.

Dominic and Jaxton were both downstairs, they looked tensed and once they saw me, they both stood up from the couch.

"Where's Henry?" I asked as I quickly approached them.

I heard something shatter upstairs in response to my question and my eyes flew to the stairs, I gulped.

"He's mad, Dylan. Like....really mad. H-He was boiling red when he came back and he's been throwing things upstairs." Jax said, his voice filled with worry.

"What happened at the party?" Dominic asked.

"I'll...I'll explain later." I said and headed for the stairs.

"Dylan!" Raven called from behind, making me stop. "Are you sure you're supposed to go up there when he's...that?"

"He's his boyfriend. Of course he will." Jaxton replied firmly. "There are sacrifices you'd wanna make when you're in a relationship for your partner, at times like this nothing would matter except them. But this is something you wouldn't understand since you're constantly fucking Z-"

Their bickering was getting on my nerves as all I could think about was Henry.

"Guys!" I cut Jax off. "Not now." I yelled and raced up the stairs and to our room. I knew I was at fault, he wasn't supposed to find out this way, I really hope he'd listen to me.

I opened the door, rushing in but quickly froze at the door once I got sight of how my boyfriend looked and the state of the room. Henry looked tired, fed up, angry, a lot of emotions kept flying around the room. His bow tie was laying on the floor and three of his shirt button had been opened. The room was in an ugly shape, the dressers were laying around, the jug of water which rested on one of them was broken to pieces. He just stared at me, panting heavily.

"Henry," I breathed and gently closed the door behind me. "Please let me explain." I said as I made my way towards him.

"Yeah, go ahead. Explain this."

"It's not exactly what you think." I said, staring right at him.

"What? What the fuck do you wanna tell me?!" He sneered. "You have the picture of my mom and I on your cellphone. A photo I asked you to FUCKING STAY AWAY FROM!" He yelled angrily.

I flinched. "H-Henry, I don't—, I promise it's not what it looks like."

He laughed bitterly. "Really? Cause it looked like it."

Shut it.

"Your mother left you a text about a new info she found and It made me wonder so I scrolled up and read your previous texts with her," I swallowed. "Texts concerning my mother! What the fuck, Dylan!"  He yelled.

"Henry, I asked her to stop, okay? I don't know why she sent another text. I said not to ask anyone anymore about it. I did it at first because I  just wanted to help," I said and made my way towards him, cupping his cheeks. "You wouldn't tell me a-and I wanted to know what it was eating you up from the inside all the time, I needed to find something to make me get in, but then I realized it was wrong and didn't wanna get involved. I said I'd wait until you told me, but then she sent that."

He pulled my hands away from his cheeks and pushed them aside, his eyes were red. Had he been crying?

I was shocked at the sudden reaction, my eyes widen and I swear my heart started pounding.

"Did you fucking think maybe there was a reason I didn't want you to know? That I kept this to myself?" He asked taking slow dangerous steps towards me, I took every step he took forward, backwards. "I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THAT PHOTO! FROM MY PRIVATE LIFE!" He roared and every word make my eye twitch.

"I'm sorry."

He kept coming forward as he spoke. "YOU FUCKING DIDN'T LISTEN! YOU DON'T LISTEN! DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO LEAVE IT?!" My back touched the wall and I let out a small gasp. Now he stood in front of me, his eyes were cold, veins popping out of his neck, his fists clenched. I had crossed some invisible line, offended his sensibilities. My blood drained and heart pounded erratically.

"Why can't you just stop?!" He asked and punched the wall beside me, startling me.

My senses instantly tingled and I quickly reacted, pushing him away from me.

"STOP!" I yelled at him. "I understand that you are mad at me, and you have every right to be mad at me. You do. But I swear that I dropped it. At first, I wondered what you were hiding and why it bothered you so much. I wanted to find the root and and-and help! It hurt me seeing you get sad and unable to get sleep. I'm your boyfriend, I worry." I wiped my tears. "But you do not trust me enough to tell me things."

"That's not it." He shook his head at me.

"Isn't it?" I asked and he scoffed.

"How can I trust you when you do shit like this?"

"That's not fair."

Henry looked at me, his eyes filled with so much sadness and anger at the same time.

I sighed. "Henry," I called softly.  "I am so sorry for doing this, I did not want to, believe me, I just-"

"Do you just enjoy seeing me like this, and doing stuff like this?!!" He asked, eyes red , his head tilted to the side. "Hmm?" He was about to punch the wall again but I held his arm with a little gasp. His clenched fist shaking, there was so much rage inside him, wanting to burst out.

"Please, stop. Stop it." My voice was low and filled with regret, I looked down at my feet. "I didn't mean to h-hurt you, I swear." I said and looked back at him. "You know I...w-wouldn't want to hurt you at all. I needed to know cause you wouldn't tell me, and it killed me to see that you were dying inside and wouldn't let me in!"

He laughed and moved away from me, his back turned to me as he angrily ran his hands through his hair. He turned to me again and there were no fucking emotion on his face except pain and anger.

"You were investigating my parents death!"

I shook my head. "Henry, I-"

"How fucking dare you!" He yelled, and I flinched.

"No, it's not like that, please." I said and made my way towards him again.

"Don't. Come. Closer." He said, pointing a finger at me and I stopped in my tracks.

"Please don't hate me." I muttered, trying to stop myself from crying.

"I really can't believe that I thought things were going great finally," he said with a dark chuckle and walked over to the other wall and kicked twice, startling me. "And then I find out that my boyfriend kept this from me? Did something like this!" He said and turned to me. "You had no right, Dylan! No right to!" He snarled angrily.

"Henry, wait, Henry, you know that I would not intentionally hurt you." I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. "Let me just explain everything to you, w-we just need to sit and-"

"Explain what exactly, Dyl? That I didn't tell you about my parents death and you decided to investigate yourself like the perfect boyfriend who is trying to fix his damaged boyfriend."

"You're not damaged, Henry. No." I shook my head at him as I put both my hands on both sides of his face, tears rolling down my cheeks.  "You are not damaged."

"That's not what your actions say." He muttered and I saw him swallow hard. "God, I knew this was a mistake. I start trusting someone and then he proves why I never should have trusted anyone in the first place."

I shook my head at him, I couldn't find the right words and just stood there, the tears now had no control and kept falling, but I would quickly wipe them off.

"What did you hope to find out? If your boyfriend was a murderer? Why didn't you leave it the way it was?" He said and made his way towards me again. He stood in front of me and stared at me for a few seconds before gripping my wrist.

I gasped and looked at his hand then back at him, swallowing.  "All I wanted to do was h-help, but I dropped it. She did that without me."

"That's not what I asked you." He said in a cold tone, his hand tightening against my wrist.

"Henry," I called, furrowing my brows at him. "Let go off my hand right now."

He looked at me and at my wrist and rapidly let go, as if his senses just coming back. He looked sorry for a bit and then went cold.

"You have it all wrong. Please lets just sit down and...and talk. You're angry, please let's just-"

"You reopened a wound you were never supposed to even know about. You've been investigating my life?"

He took several steps back. "How long have you been doing this?" He asked, his hands on his hips.

"Henry,"

"HOW LONG?!"

I flinched. "I said I stopped for the love of God! I worried about it! I talked about it! I wanted to know about it! But I dropped it because I wanted you to tell me about it!"

"DON'T LIE TO ME, DYLAN!"

"I AM NOT!"

I looked up at him. "I only got to know a few when we got here, that's all."

"When did you take that photo?"

"I can't remember....about a month ago or two?"

"That long huh?" He said and laughed maniacally. "Wow."

"Henry, please let's just-"

He chuckled and attempted to walk past me but I blocked his path. "Henry, no. Let's talk." I sniffed. "We need to t-talk about this." I said as I cried but tried keeping my voice steady.

"Get out of my way." He said.

"Henry, no." I shook my head at him.

"Get. Out of my way, Dylan! You don't wanna test me." He had that threatening tone, it made my body shiver and I couldn't find any words. I just stared at him, he walked past me and I held his arm.

"I'm not letting you go out in this state, please l-let's talk."

"Let go off me." He snarled.

I shook my head at him. "No, you're angry and I know what I did was wrong but please."

"I said let go off me!" He angrily said and pushed me off him with his elbow and I crashed on the ground with a little grunt. I was staggered, I looked up at him and his eyes held regret but just for a second, he was fighting himself to come to me. His eyes became cold once again and he walked out of the room without saying a word and I just watched.

Now I was alone, I cried. I cried like an emotionally wrecked teenager. I felt so much pain, I felt regret. All I wanted to do was help and now it backfired, I hugged my legs, back resting against the bed as I cried.

***

I had rearranged the room, Jaxton and Raven had come to talk to me earlier but I barely said any words to them since I was so emotionally deranged that I couldn't really speak. I waited for him to return, I waited but he didn't return back to the room. I didn't even go change at all because I didn't want to miss seeing him come in, I sat on the bed like a housewife waiting for her husband who was supposed to have returned hours ago but hasn't.

It was past two and he still wasn't back, everyone was asleep already. I had been crying for hours, I couldn't control it. This was the worst feeling in the world, I had found out I was in love with Henry few hours ago and then this happened before I could even tell him how I felt about him.

God, there was a witch somewhere doing all these horrible things to me. Making me go through this shit, this trauma. I just hope Henry's okay, he hasn't been answering my continuous calls or replying to my texts and it made me worry the more. You know that moment when it feels like you suddenly have a stream created in your eyes and tears just keep falling and no matter how many times you keep wiping off your tears, they keep falling and you become a mess? This had only happened to me eight years ago when Isaac had left us and now I was experiencing the same tragic feeling again and no one was dead this time.

God, I hate myself.

I finally slept, it was a little after four in the morning when I decided to close my eyes a bit after crying for several hours. I didn't only cry, all through I prayed Henry was okay and wasn't gonna do anything stupid cause of me. I never prayed but on occasions like this I found myself looking up to God.

In my dream Henry was here, I could feel him staring at me, he had been crying, he smelled of smoke as well.

"I can't stay with you, I need space after all this. You hurt me and I need to heal, just.....not around you."

I opened my eyes after such bad dream, yes that was a bad dream. I looked around, he wasn't in the room. It so much felt like he had been here, I ran a tired hand through my hair and let out a little yawn.

He wasn't back yet and it made me worry. I checked the time, it was just eight, he'd been gone all night. I made my way towards the balcony, hugging myself as I stared at nature. I heard voices and looked further to my right, everyone was down and even Henry. Jaxton and Raven were saying something to him, he was dressed in a different outfit from last night and was freshened up.

"You can't!" I heard Jaxton say.

Can't what?

I frowned.

Henry said something to them and got into his car, I frowned and quickly ran out of the room, down the stairs and out of the doors. They all turned to me as I made my way towards them.

"W-Where is he going?" I asked them softly, they all kept exchanging looks which made me annoyed. "Guys, what's going on? Where's Henry going?"

Jaxton made his way towards me and placed his hand on my shoulder. "He's um,"

"He's going back to Eastwood, Dylan." Zach replied, looking a bit concerned like the rest of them.

My frown deepened. "What? W-What do you mean he's going back to Eastwood? He can't. I-Is he coming back?" I asked, looking at everyone of them.

Raven shook her head. "We don't know."

"I...he can't leave." I shrugged Jaxton's hand off and ran after Henry's car.

I admit what I did was wrong but he can't leave me here, he wasn't supposed to leave.

"Henry! Henry wait!!" I yelled, waving my hands so he could see me, but he didn't stop or slow down, he just drove. I stopped as I watched his car leave, my chest tightened as I watched him drive out of the gate. I wanted to apologize over and over, but I couldn't. He just left me here.

"Dylan," Jaxton called softly once he saw me walking back to them.  He opened his arms and I just made my way towards him and hid my face on his shoulder, crying my eyes out. He wrapped his arms around me and patted my back.

"It's okay." He whispered.

I shook my head. "No, he just left."

"I know, you're okay." He said as I cried, I felt another hand rubbing my back and I knew it was Raven.

I was a wreck right now.

He left.

He actually left.

***

It had been three days since Henry went to Eastwood, I had not left my room and probably looked like Cardi B without makeup. I had been crying nonstop and couldn't help it, Henry wasn't still picking my calls and neither was he still replying my texts. All his calls went straight to voicemail and that alone would make me cry.

It was funny how soft I had become, it amazed me as well. I was crying over a boy, was this how feeling something was? Was this how hurtful it was being in love? Oh Dylan, you ruined yourself.

I remember when I had gotten home after Henry had gone and I had called him severally and left him a voice note begging him to please turn back and promising him that I would stop looking into his past, I had cried like a child and he still didn't get back to me.

I was a mess.

Someone knocked on my door, I didn't move or say a word, I just stared at the balcony. The door opened and there were whispers before I felt the bed sink in.

"Hey," Jax called softly.

"Dylan, you can't keep treating yourself this way. You need to eat something." Raven said.

I didn't say a word.

"You can't keep blaming yourself for whatever happened."

I said nothing.

Jax sighed. "I brought you breakfast, nutella pancakes. One of your favorites. I think it tastes just like your mom's."

"Yup, Jax called your mom and asked her to teach him the recipe." Raven said.

"And, she's been calling you and wants to speak with you. You can't....ignore her forever, you know?"

"I'm not hungry." I muttered, changing the topic.

"How are you not hungry? It's been three days, Dylan. You need to eat. It's not like he broke up with you and moved on to another person, right?"

I hid my face in the pillow and cried silently on it.

"Really, Raven?" Jax said.

"What?! He's gonna kill himself if he doesn't eat. It's been three days, Jaxton."

"Can you both leave? Please." My voice was hoarse, of course it had to be. I had not eaten anything or said anything to anyone except Henry through that damn voice note.

There was silence and I knew they were contemplating leaving or probably arguing with their eyes.

"Okay, I'll leave it here." Jax said and stood up from the bed

"We're really worried, Dylan." Rave said softly, and then they left.

I was a mess.

I knew this was my fault, I had ruined everything by just trying to help out. It felt like we were over already and that scared me like crazy, he had left me behind and soon he'll say its over.

I didn't want it to be over.

This was one of the saddest chapters in my life.

JAXTON'S POV

"Really, Raven? He hasn't broken up with you and moved on to another person? What the fuck was that?!"

"What? I was just trying to help." She shrugged. "Look at Dylan, he's a mess right now and I'm tired of waiting cause I don't like seeing him that way."

I shook my head at her. "Maybe it would have been better if I went alone next time cause clearly the only thing you know how to do is ride a dick and not understand emotions."

"You really need to get over this thing you have against me, I already apologized."

"Don't apologize to me, go apologize to Dominic. You come after my boyfriend, you come after me. You're lucky Dylan stopped me before I told him about you and Zach." I said and walked down the help and down the stairs

"So?" Zach asked once I landed from the stairs.

I shook my head at him. "No luck and Raven here made it worse."

"I didn't." She said and sat on one of the chairs. "I just got....out of line a bit."

"More like be a bitch like you always are." I rolled my eyes at her as I sat next to Dominic on the big couch.

"Woah, dude." Zach frowned.

"You need to stop, Jaxton. You're getting out of line."

"What are you gonna do? Call my boyfriend a fuckboy? Because you've done that already." I flashed her a smile.

"Stop!" Dom cut in.  "You both have to stop this your cat and dog shit. Dylan's in pain and we need to focus on him. Your bickering won't help at all and so instead of acting like toddlers, it'd be better if one of his best friends came up with a solution to get that sarcastic evil teenager back to his real self." Dominic said and angrily stood up, walking away.

"I hope you're happy." I said to Raven as I stood up..

"Oh, so now you're gonna blame me for that?" Her brows rose.

I gave her the middle finger and went after Dominic. I walked up the stairs and to our room, I placed a smile on my face and closed the door while Dominic was taking off his shirt.

"Hey."

He turned to me with a straight face.

"I'm sorry, okay? I can't help it. I just can't get over what she said to you." I said as I made my way towards him.

"She's your best friend, Jaxton. You shouldn't be arguing with her."

I nodded and wrapped my arms around his torso. "That's not how friendship works. Especially when one is being disrespectful to my boyfriend. Plus, it's not like we came out the same womb for me not to correct her when she's being mean."

"I don't like the fact that I'm coming in between you and Raven, so I want you to stop tackling her and fix it. It's been about four days already."

"But-"

"Understood?" He rose his brows and I nodded.

"Okay, I will speak to her about it." I grumbled.

"Good." He smiled and kissed me. "The place is just...weird without Dylan everywhere."

I nodded and placed my head on his chest. "True. You should live with him for months, life would change when you finally get to go home." I smiled a little. "I don't think I've seen him cry this much, he really does like Henry."

"He's hurting." Dom said and caressed my back. "I think all he needs is a listening ear so you gotta speak to him tonight."

I nodded. "Kay. I will. I'm just so mad at Henry for leaving, Dylan doesn't do good with that since he feels everyone leaves and Henry leaving just might have made him believe that again." I sighed. "I mean I get whatever happened must be that bad but...he didn't even say goodbye to Dylan." I said, feeling sad for Dylan. I looked up at Dom and frowned. "If you ever did that to me, I would kill you with a toothbrush."

He laughed. "I would never do that to you, I never leave you alone. I promise."

I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too, J." He said and kissed my lips, I kissed him back and my hands went from his torso to his neck. I was being drawn by his kiss and wanted more of it but he pulled away. "No. Go speak to Raven."

I pouted. "But-"

"We'll finish this when you both become friends again."

I sighed and scowled.  "Fine. I'll be back and you better not be dressed."

"Yes, babe." He said and kissed me again. "Go."

I sighed again and turned, I headed for the door and once I got out I saw Dylan's door close and it made me frown a little but I decided not to disturb him and made my way down the stairs to make amends with my unbelievable best friend.

RAVEN'S P.O.V

"Seriously, Jaxton's starting to piss me off." I said as I walked to the kitchen.

"Well, can you blame him? You did say some nasty things to his boyfriend." Zach said as he followed me.

"So, you think he's right?" I asked, cocking my brow as I stood at the other side of the counter while he sat on a stool.

"I think he's just standing up for his man."

"It's not my fault that Dominic looks like a fuck boy to me and I said my mind." I shrugged.

"Raven, you have to accept you're wrong in this case. Jaxton has every right to be mad at you and you shouldn't be surprised, I mean I wouldn't be surprised if he threw acid at you."

My eyes widen. "Seriously? Jaxton wouldn't even do that, he's nice." I said and tucked my hair behind my ear with a smile.

Zach snorted. "Have you even noticed him lately? He's more confident now. He's got you and Dylan by his side to train him and I'm sure Dominic's also helping him boast his confidence and speak freely. I mean, he sounded so much like Dylan when he's taunting someone."

I thought about it for a second and he was right. "Shit. You're right."

"You're keeping me a secret, so I think you're the last person to judge someone's partner."

"I'm really a bad person, huh?"

Zach smiled softly. "You're not a bad person, just troubled."

I scoffed.

He chuckled. "So, tell me what happened in Dylan's room."

"I don't think I said anything wrong, I don't know. All I said was 'it's not like he broke up with you and moved on to another person'. I just..."

He cocked his brows. "Raven. Seriously?"

"I know. I screwed up." I sighed, feeling angry with myself. "I lost it. It's been three days, Zach. He hasn't come down and I'm worried as fuck. My dad called and he was impressed with how the deal worked out, he wanted to speak to Dylan but of course he couldn't. Dylan hasn't eaten a thing. Dylan always eats. Always. How can I not be worried and lose my mind? I just...Henry shouldn't have left." I sighed frustratedly. "That fucking asshole!"  I kicked the counter.

"Hey. Hey." Zach stood up and made his way towards me. "You need to calm down, we can't have everyone worked up."

"I can't help Dylan, I'm not even useful. He's gotten me out of so much trouble and now it's my turn and I can't even help him out. I feel so useless."

"Stop. You're not useless." he said and placed his hands on my shoulders.

I shook my head at him. "Yeah, I am." I chuckled.

He shook his head and pulled me into a hug. "You're not useless, you're beautiful and perfect and amazing," he said softly "...and annoying." He added making me chuckle a little, I wrapped my arms around him finally and smiled. "Stop thinking so low of yourself."

"Thank you, Zachie."

He pulled away and tucked my hair behind other ear, there was something about the way he looked at me. Those eyes and smile held something different, but they were the cutest I've ever seen. Brown perfect eyes and a smile that was comforting.

"I uh," he pulled away. "I'll be outside." He said and with a smile walked away. I let out a heavy breath and turned, my eyes went straight to the stairs and I  spotted Jaxton walking down. I looked away from him and began making myself a cup of tea.

"Hey." He sat on that same stool Zach sat on.

"Come to make me feel worse?" I asked and turned to him.

"Well," he sang.

"Look, I'm sorry Jaxton, okay? I didn't mean to upset you and your boyfriend. I was mean, I am sorry. I know you love Dominic and I shouldn't have said those things to you both. Your boyfriend is right, we should put this shit behind us and try to help Dylan. I promise not to speak ill of your man again."

Jaxton gave a small nod. "Thank you for apologizing. I didn't come here to argue with you either, Rave. I'm sorry too, and yes, we can put our differences aside and focus on Dylan."

I nodded. "Thank you."

"Right after you promise to also apologize to Dominic."

"Done deal." She nodded.

"Good."

"I'm sorry." I muttered as I walked over to him and hugged him.

"Me too."

I sighed. "Dominic isn't so bad, huh?"

He chuckled. "Far from it. He's the best."

I nodded and pulled away. "I'll apologize to him."

He smiled. "Thank you."

"So, how do we help Dylan?" I sighed.

"I was thinking you'd have an idea." He sighed.

I shook my head. "Nothing is going right up here."

He chuckled. "I'll speak to him tonight. Maybe he'll tell me what happened."

I nodded. "Then we'd know what to do."

"Don't you think maybe...you should tell Dylan about you and Zach."

My eyes widen. "What? No."

"Yes."

"Jaxton, he's sad. If I tell him he might have a heart attack or transfer his aggression at me."

"No. He's sad, if you tell him he doesn't have the energy now to argue with you and would most likely forgive you easily. If he returns to the dark angel, you know how easy it is for Dylan to forgive. You'd have to sacrifice one of your breasts to the gods for him to finally forgive you again." He stated and he made a lot of sense but now we had to focus on him and Henry.

"I can't. Maybe later. Maybe never. I don't know but we'll figure it out later."

"Maybe never, never works. You can't hide a secret from him, he'd figure it out. You of all people should know that."

"Let's just...I'll tell him, when he's better. Not now."

"Okay then." He sighed. "Your own headache."

***

Dylan's P.O.V

That night, Jaxton had come into my room and sat beside me while I just laid the same way I did earlier. All I had done since Henry left was bath, brush my teeth and lie down. I didn't like this me but I was damn worried and I couldn't stop blaming myself for everything.

"You okay?"

"What'd you think?" I replied and sat up with a sniff.

"You look horrible."

"I know." I said with a smile and soon the smile turned into a cry. "He's not picking my calls"

"Dylan, you need to give him space. He needs space to think."

I shook my head. "How do I know he's okay if he's not answering me."

"He's fine."

I huffed. "How would you know?"

"Cause Zach spoke to him already."

I frowned. "So he's ignoring me. Of course." I wiped off my tears.

"He just needs to think."

"I'm such an idiot."

"What'd you do?"

I explained everything to Jaxton and how he had seen the photo which led to our fight.

"Wow, that is...fucked up."

"You don't think I know?" I asked and looked at him. "The day before he left I had a dream, that he was next to me and telling me he needed space and he couldn't be near me, except that wasn't a dream." I chuckled bitterly. "Jaxton, all I wanted to do was help him."

"I understand you but you need to understand him too, he's hurting. He's kept that part of him to himself and I guess maybe he's not ready to open up."

"I just lowkey felt hurt that I tell him everything, even the parts I am ashamed of, of myself and he wouldn't tell me anything and just leave me in the dark. It worried me, Jaxton. Also seeing him unable to get some sleep, troubled? I'm his boyfriend, I wanted to help in any way I could, and when I gave that up, it backfired."

I wiped the falling tears away, again.

Jaxton nodded. "I understand, and I'm sorry."

"Are you and Raven....back to bring friends again?" I asked him and he nodded.

"Yeah, earlier. Dom was mad at me and made me apologize and well, she apologized first so it was easy and we sort things out." He nodded.

"Good."

"Your parents are worried. You haven't been answering their calls."

"Cause I don't want to talk to anyone." I muttered. "Especially them. I fucking told them to drop it and they didn't, and now look what they did."

"Dylan,"

"I don't want to speak to anyone."

"You know what? Stand up." Jaxton said and got up.

"What?"

"Dom's taking you out."

"I don't wanna go out."

"Not out out. Just...come."

"Jaxton, please let me stay in."

"You've been in for three days. No."

"It's called a vacation, Jaxton."

"Well, it's giving prison right now."

Somehow Jaxton was able to convince me to come down, I had taken a coat along cause he had asked me to. Standing up wasn't an easy job cause I felt dizzy as fuck but I let it not show. My body was weak and I knew it but I couldn't eat. Everyone was staring at me and it made me uncomfortable.

"Oh, you set?" Dom smiled.

"Where are we going?" I sounded so tired

"I can't tell you yet." He smiled.

"Hey, Dylan." Raven smiled at me. "How'd you feel?"

I smiled. "Great." I replied sarcastically.

"Come on." Dom walked over to me and held my hand

"Can't I just...not go?"

"No." They all chorused, including Zach.

I went along with Dominic, we got into his jeep and he drove off. I didn't bother asking again, I just looked out the window while resting my head against it.

"Jaxton told me you haven't had anything to eat."

"Not hungry." I muttered and my stomach grumbled immediately, I cursed mentally.

"Dylan, you shouldn't starve yourself."

"I really don't want to talk, Dominic."

"Uh, okay." He replied and kept driving.

We had been driving for a long time, I had totally zoned out and only came back to earth when the car stopped.

"Where are we?"

He smiled. "Come see for yourself." He said and got out.

I got out as well and the cold hit me, I picked up my coat and put it on.

We were at the beach.

"What are we doing here?" I asked as I watched him take off his shoes.

"Just trust me okay."

"I'm running out of that." I said and took off my shoes as well, we threw it into his jeep and I followed him to the water. He said nothing to me and just walked with a smile until we got closer to the water.

"When my father left my mom and got married to another woman, i was so angry. Everyday I'd see my mom breakdown, she was always crying and it'd make me cry and be so mad as well." He said as he stared at the waves while I looked at him as he spoken "I'd come to the beach, I had a lot emotions I'd wanna let out, I wanted to scream at the top of my voice and let out every single one of that anger," he shrugged. "And I couldn't do that until I was alone and at the perfect place to let it out. The beach. There were actually two places, I'd sneak into this tall building which has been closed for a while and I'd go to the rooftop and yell out curses at my father and since I don't know anywhere here, the beach is the best."

"I...I don't still get what we're doing here."

He looked at me and smiled. "We're gonna shout, Dylan. We're gonna scream out our emotions."

I let out a slight chuckle. "I'm not emotionally damaged. I don't need to scream out anything."

"You're hurting so,"

I swallowed. "Dominic, I-"

"It helps. Trust me." He smiled. "You ready?"

"I don't know."

"I'll start." He said and looked at the crying waves. "I HATE YOU, DAD! I STILL HATE YOU FOR LEAVING! YOU DIDN'T EVEN CHECK UP ON MOM ONCE!"

I looked at him and I somehow could feel the pain oozing out of him even though he tried to not show.

"Your turn." He smiled.

I looked back at the waves. "I hate myself."

"Louder."

I blinked severally. "I hate. Myself!"

"You've gotta be louder than that."

"I HATE MYSELF!"

"Good."

"I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH!"

"YOU DESERVE TO ROT IN HELL!" He screamed his.

"ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS HELP! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU HENRY!"

"YOU SUCK, DAD! YOU SUCK!"

"I'M A FAILURE BUT YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO GO! DON'T HATE ME! DON'T HATE ME!! DON'T. FUCKING. HATE. ME!" I cried. "I JUST WANTED TO HELP! I JUST WANTED TO BE A GOOD BOYFRIEND!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Dominic let out an angry scream and I joined him and we yelled, screaming like a bunch of crazy people and when I felt at ease, when I felt like I had let it all out. I looked at him with a smile while panting, he smiled back at me and slowly my smile began to twitch and I felt the tears, I still tried to smile but I couldn't. He walked over to me and hugged me.

"It's okay, you did good."

"It's okay. Just...cry."

And that was what I did, I cried on his shirt continuously while muttering 'it wasn't my fault' like I was a music on repeat.

It'd been thirty minutes of total silence except the sound of the water, Dominic and I both sat on the sand while we watched the angry waves.

I looked at him and finally found my voice to speak. "I'm sorry about your dad."

He faked a smile. "It's okay, he's out of lives anyways."

"But you still miss him."

"No. I'm just angry that he doesn't care about us anymore. He hasn't even visited my mom once in the hospital, so." He shrugged.

"She's getting better, right?"

He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, her hair's growing back and she's getting so much better. I'll be able to take her home soon. I wanted to stay with her but she wouldn't let me stay and asked me to go with Jaxton on this vacation because according to her, I needed it."

I chuckled softly. "She's an angel."

He smiled. "She really is."

"And you all don't need your father. He's a dick. You're the man of the house now and I know it's a hard task but, things will be better."

"I know." He chuckled.

"What about your new job? How'd you convince them to let you go for a whole month?"

"I told them a family member died and I have to travel to attend the burial."

"Wow. You really are cruel."

He chuckled and we were silent again for a little while as I kept thinking. "What's on your mind?" He asked.

"Love." I replied. "How it comes in a beautiful attractive form and makes you feel extremely worthy and happy but then it hurts so much when something goes wrong. It fucking hurts."

"Dylan, do you mean-"

I nodded. "Yeah," I looked at him. "I love him." I smiled. "I love Henry and before I could even tell him that I was in love with him, this happens." I chuckled.

"Wow. W-When did you know?"

"At the party. That's when it became obvious to me." I smiled. "My grandma already knew, I remember when I confessed my feelings to Henry and I cried to her and she said something to me. She said something about how we don't control whom we like or love but what I didn't get was how she emphasized on the word love. Because she already knew, right before I did."

Dom smiled. "Your grandma is amazing huh?"

"She is." I smiled. "Can we...can we go now?"

He nodded. "You feel better?"

I gave him a sincere smile. "Yeah, I do."

"Awesome." He said and stood up, dusting the sand off his pants.

I stood up as well but the earth spined at that moment and I almost fell but Dom caught me. "Hey, are you okay?"

I smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Dylan, you seriously need to eat something."

"I'm good, thanks. Let's just...go." I said and began walking to his car.

"Promise me you'll eat something when you get home." Dom said as he appeared beside me.

I gave a small nod. "Okay, I will."

"Promise."

"Cross my soul." I replied.

***

We got home about thirty minutes later and I was thankful, the ride made me feel sick and I felt like throwing up throughout but I had to keep myself calm before Dominic starts to get really concerned.  Everyone looked like they had been waiting impatiently while talking. I made my way into the house with Dom behind me, Jaxton stood up from the couch first and walked to me.

"Hey, how was it? How'd you feel now?"

I smiled at him. "Great, I'm okay now."

"I told you he knew what he was doing." He grinned and hugged me.

"I'm glad you're smiling." Raven said as she walked towards me, smiling as well. "That's something we've all missed." She said opened her arms for a hug.

I looked at her for a little while with a smile fixed on my face before hugging her, my eyes locked against Zach's and I didn't look away. The image of them hugging in the kitchen this morning flashed in my head and I gently pulled away with a smile.

"What can I say? It's thanks to you guys and I trust you all." I said cocked my head to the side, patting her shoulder. I had a bad headache instantly and shut my eyes. "I uh, I need to change. I'll be down soon." I said, looking at Dom and Jaxton, they both nodded and I quickly walked past Raven.

Jaxton's P.O.V

"Thank you for this." I whispered to Dom as I wrapped my arms around him while Dylan hugged Raven.

"Anything for you and plus Dylan's the one who helped Daxton become real, how can I not help him." He whispered back, I grinned and kissed him.

"I uh, I need to change. I'll be down soon." Dylan said, looking at us.

I smiled and gave him a nod, he smiled back and walked past Raven.

"Anything strange happen?" I asked Dom and he let out a little sigh.

"Yeah, kinda."

"What? Did h-" I was interrupted by a loud thud which startled me, I jumped and turned. "Oh my God!" I exclaimed once I saw Dylan laying on the floor, unconscious.

Author's Note.

Okay, that does it. I finally got to feel a bit sad to write this chapter. I sometimes write with emotions and that's the only way I can get you guys to feel what you feel.

You guys need to understand that a book isn't to be rushed and once it's rushed, it becomes total nonsense. A writer has to take his time so they'd be able to fucking write what matters and finish the book.

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