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Bold words are of Dylan talking to Henry, I couldn't be going back and forth on the present and past.

I don't know if I'm supposed to like write 'Triggering' but I'm just gonna give some warning here. - alleged rape.

Dedicated to Maniac2000

BAD CUPID

Created By; Snow Marisvega.

Chapter 77

Dylan's P.O.V

"No." I giggled and pushed Johnathan back a bit while I leaned on his locker.

Johnathan and I were the power couple of castle's high, everyone knew who we were and tried to avoid us because we were havoc itself. Whatever we laid our hand on, turned to ashes. It just got destroyed. There was not a single student who didn't know who we were or feared us. We owned castle's high, there were other bullies and they were all Johnathan's friends so you can imagine the rank.

He came back with a chuckle and kissed me softly. "You taste like my favorite cereal."

I grimaced in disgust. "That is disgusting."

"You love me like that." He smirked.

I snorted. "Maybe." I shrugged. "Or maybe I'm just too bored and have to put up with you, you'll never know."

He wrapped his arms around me and arched his brow. "I doubt it. You love me way too much." He said and kissed me again.

"Yo, guys! Get a room please or...a class." Cory, one of Johnathan's friends said with a smile as he walked past us with his girlfriend around his arm.

"Hey, Cory." Johnathan smiled at him.

"Fuck you, Cory." I gave him the middle finger.

"Why do you hate Cory?" He chuckled.

"Why don't you? I just sense this dark annoying thing around him and I'm not even a gypsy." I furrowed my brows. "You know, if he wasn't your friend I'd have run him over."

He laughed. "I do know you're not bluffing."

I shrugged. "I'm gonna use your car, I can't have the cops coming to my house."

"Asshole." He grinned. "My hot ass." He said and leaned again for another kiss.

Johnathan made me feel what I needed to, I was always angry. I was angry at my dad, at the world and he made me turn that anger into something better. He made me bring it to life and wreck havoc, it didn't feel right at first but he somehow made it feel right and soon I was the storm everyone feared. It felt good. It felt perfect.

"That is so wrong in many levels." I laughed and kissed him again. "But I'm bored and we haven't done anything fun in a while." I groaned.

"Okay, stormy." He smirked and looked around, his eyes stopped at someone and then he looked back at me. "How about you find a way to get," he paused and pointed at the short nerdy kid at his locker with his rough afro hair and glasses. "Get the roaster expelled before tomorrow afternoon."

I pouted and shook my head. "No."

"Why?" He whined.

"I already got Tony expelled two days ago and he looked devastated."

"You were worried?" His brows knitted.

"That he'd kill himself and then his ghost would come haunting me? A little. Worried about any other thing else? Not exactly." I shook my head.

My boyfriend laughed and slowly shook his head at me. "You're so filled with surprises."

"You're not the only fun one." I smirked.

"I know." He smirked back and was about to kiss me again when he looked away and an evil smirk appeared on his face.

"What?" I asked and followed his eyes and spotted two boys standing at the entrance of the school, they were definitely new. Brothers, I'd say. One of them looked really okay and had blonde hair, he was tall and had a smile on his face while the other had brown hair and had a grumpy look on, he definitely reminded me of those kids that didn't give no fucks in TV shows.

"You said you were bored right?"

"So?" I looked back at Johnathan who was already looking at me with a big smile.

"So, I've got a challenge for you."

"What are you cooking up now?" I folded my arms. "Where is this going?"

"I challenge you to get one of these boys to fall in love with you,"

"Really? That's the challenge?" I cocked my brow.

He nodded.

"Why do I have to get a boy to fall in love with me?"

"That's your challenge."

"Um, is that it?"

He nodded. "You are not to have sex with him, kisses are allowed and I'll try not to be jealous."

"Hmm," I hissed. "Not a bad one."

"I'm not done." He shook his head. "You have to get him to ask you to homecoming and you get to say yes and ditch him on that day and end up with me." He shrugged. "You have three weeks to get him to fall for you and ask you. Two."

I cocked my brow at him.

"Is that too much?"

"That's cruel." I folded my arms. "And my kind of challenge." I smirked and looked at the boys who were talking to a girl, the other boy was still not smiling and it was his other smiling brother that was doing the talking. Girls were staring at the boys, they weren't skinny and had some pounds of muscles which was a huge plus for them. "I'll take Mr. Grumpy."

"Oooh, you know how to pick em." He whistled.

I shrugged. "I don't like the hyper one, seems like he'd give me a headache." I said and turned to him. "And your challenge,"

"Okay, what's mine."

"Get that Olivia bitch fired before the end of the week."

He laughed. "I gave you three weeks!"

"And I'm giving you a week." I huffed. "Don't tell me you can't do it."

"Fine. She's been working in this school for over eight years so it's gonna be hard."

"So, you're chickening out?"

"I would never." He smirked. "I take the challenge."

"Good."

"Why do you want her expelled?"

"She thinks I'm ruining kids lives here."

"But you are."

"You should have heard the way she spoke to me." I scoffed. "Bitch."

Johnathan laughed.

Our relationship was based on challenges. Fun Dark kinds. We'd challenge each other to do horrible things just for fun. Nothing was off limits except having sex with someone else.

I smirked. "Okay then, now I'm off to Mr. Grumpy. I better get started. The risks you'd take to impress me." I said with a devious smirk as I adjusted his collar. "That's just one thing I like about you." I said and began making my way to Mr. Grumpy.

"Love." He corrected.

I rolled my eyes and looked back at him with a fake smile. "Sure." I said and made my way towards them. "Hi." I said and cut off the girl who was talking as I stood beside them, she looked at me with wide eyes and back at the boys.

"I um..I-I have to go. I've got...to be somewhere." She said and scurried away.

"I wonder why she's acting weird." I shrugged with a smile. "You boys new?" I asked as I just started at Mr. Grumpy with a smile.

"Yeah," the other boy answered. "That girl was supposed to give us a tour, I don't know why she ran off that way."

"I don't know why either, she's never like that." I sighed. "I'll give you your tour." I shrugged "I'm Dylan," I said and thrust my hand towards the other boy. "I uh, I'm in the basketball team."

"I'm Taylor." He smiled, I looked away from him and at grumpy who never once smiled or talk. My hand still waiting for him to shake it. His eyes pierced mine, they were brown and had this 'don't care' thing going on in there.

"You don't talk or....hear?"

"I do. I just don't know if I'm interested in being friends with you."

I snorted. "Trust me, I'm not looking for your friendship either." I said, a smile fixed on my face. He stared at me for a few seconds and I did the same, not breaking eye contact.

"Connor." He said and shook my hand.

I beamed. "Well Connor and Taylor," his hand was cold and I had to admit he was really hot and was gonna get depressed once I was done with him. "Welcome to Castle's high." I just smiled at Connor, I didn't pull my hand away from his and neither did he attempt to.

Well, this is gonna be so easy.

Connor and I hit it up, he was kinda playing hard to get at first but look at me. Not everyone can resist this, especially if you're gay. Connor and I became friends and he had a really cute smile. Behind that grumpy look was a nice guy who was going through a lot of shit and just needed someone to hold him and I didn't even care about his problems, I came at the right time. He made me like imagine dragons, he was the reason I knew who they were and listened to them.

We would talk about things and I'd have to act like I was interested in the things he said when I just had a goal. Time was running out, homecoming was so close and I was worried that I'd fail the challenge but then he told me he loved me one afternoon and wanted us to be more than friends. I agreed of course, we would walk around school together and stuff. Some students knew about our little game and they didn't know how to warn him cause they couldn't or they'd face hell.

When that same girl who almost gave them a tour warned Taylor to have Connor keep me away, I gave her a warning by pouring pig's blood around her skirt and making everyone think she uncontrollable had her period. She was known as 'periodic table' from that day. Lame name, I know. I didn't care about what happened to her even when she became really depressed and during homecoming, I ditched Connor and went with Johnathan.

My mom had left me several calls and texts telling me that my 'friend' was here and she was asking why I had lied about going to meet him at school but I didn't answer any and just had fun with my good boyfriend Johnathan. She didn't know I was gay and thought Connor and Johnathan were just friends of mine, she had warned me though to stay away from Johnathan but I couldn't.

I stopped and looked away, I needed air.

"What happened next?" Henry asked softly.

I looked back at him, I really felt shit and I tried so hard not to cry in front of him. "He arrived minutes later and there I was....making out with Johnathan like a fucking slut."

Flashback.

Johnathan was sitting on a chair and I sat in between his lap, you would think we'd have shame and not do this in front of literally the whole school but no we didn't. I didn't feel anything. My tongue was in Johnathan's mouth and his was in my mouth, I was grinding against him and I was so in the mood but I always knew when to stop cause I just wasn't ready for sex.

"What the fuck?"

I stopped kissing Johnathan and looked at Connor who had a confused expression and looked really angry at the same time.

"Shit." I silently cursed.

"Your boy toy is here." Johnathan whispered to me with a happy grin.

"Connie. Hey." I smiled at him.

"Hi, Connor. I'm not sure we've met." Johnathan smiled at him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? I thought...why are you making out with him shamelessly in public when you fucking have a boyfriend?" He looked really hot.

I got off Johnathan and sighed. "Connor, let me explain this to you." I said with folded arms.

"Let me do the honors." Johnathan grinned and stood up as well before putting his arm around my shoulder. "This boy here is my boyfriend." He said and kissed my cheek, his hand around my waist and pulling me closer.

"What? D-Dylan, is he bothering you? Did he make you do this with him?" He asked and grabbed my arm pulling me away from Johnathan and towards him.

Even after seeing Johnathan and I making out, he still trusted me and thought something wasn't right. He never trusted Johnathan but I did.

"He's not making me do anything." I said with a frustrated sigh.

He cupped my cheek, I could feel the anger in his eyes. "Hey, you don't need to lie to me, okay? Does he have shit on you? That's why he's making you do this? I won't be mad. I know its not your fault and I trust that whatever is going on here isn't you."

When he said those words, I felt something inside of me that I barely felt since I met Johnathan. Guilt. That was the first time and I saw how scared and angry he looked and for his sake I wanted it to be a lie this time.

"I didn't make him do shit." Johnathan said and pulled me back towards him, his fellow boys were behind him. "Dylan's my boyfriend. Ask anybody." He shrugged. "You're not his boyfriend."

"Shut. The. Hell up!" Connor sneered and took a step towards Johnathan but one of the boys pushed him backwards.

Johnathan smirked. "I'll tell you how you came into the picture."

"John stop, let me do it myself."

"No babe, chill. I want to." He refused with that same evil smile, his hand wrapped around my waist. "You're just a challenge. A mere challenge." He shrugged while I gulped. "I challenged my dear boyfriend to get you to fall for him deeply in just a month and have you ask him to homecoming and then he gets to ditch you and come to me. His one true love." He said while I rolled my eyes at the last part.

As much as I liked being with Johnathan, as much as I liked that he helped fill up the void I felt. He helped me with the pain. As much as I loved being with him and experiencing things and creating so many chaos in town, I knew I wasn't in love with him. I didn't know what love felt like but I knew that what I felt for him wasn't love. I just wanted him.

He had done his own challenge and got forty year old Olivia fired by saying she molested him and warned him not to say a word but he felt it was wrong and didn't want anyone to go through what he did and with dome fake tears and Oscar winning award act, he convinced the principal and Olivia got fired and she even went to jail.

"You're nothing to him, Connor. You mean nothing." Johnathan said while his boys chuckled. "You're just a game plan, I'm sorry." He wasn't.

"That's a lie!" Connor roared. "He loves me, he...he said he does and I know he does." He said and looked at me, he was scared that it was true. He had heard stories and wanted this to be a lie so bad but it wasn't. "It's a lie right? He's lying. You...you guys aren't...you're not together right? He's forcing you to say this. Please, say he's forcing you to say this." He said, the veins on his forehead showed, his eyes were red and he was trying so hard not to believe Johnathan's words. All he wanted was my answer.

"He's not lying." I said plainly. "Johnathan and I have been dating for a while now. You were just this thing I had to do to overcome boredom since there was nothing fun to do anymore." I shrugged. "You're really fun Connor but I mean, we can still be friends, right?"

He froze, Connor just stared back at me in disbelief. He shook his head. "No, you're lying. He's making y-you say all that. You told me-"

"What he needed to so he could win this challenge." Johnathan smirked. "I feel bad for you, really. But he doesn't feel a thing for you at all."

"John, stop." I said softly.

"You're just a fucking game."

The tears fell off Connor's eyes, the manly bad boy Connor was crying and it did something to me. I couldn't look at him.

"I can't believe it. T-The rumors were true. You...you are just like him. I can't.." He ran a hand through his hair.

"Connor, it was just-" I shrugged. "To see how fast you would fall for me? I mean, I did have a nice time with you." I smiled.

"You are cruel." He said, his voice almost nothing but air.

"Connor, i-"

"No!" He shouted and we got a few stares. "No! You don't get to say a word! All I want is for you to say that he's lying and y-you." He wiped off his tears. "And you are just saying this for saying sake or..he..he's making you say it. Please."

I just stared back at me. "I can't."

He just stared. "You fucking asshole! You made me fall for you. Tell you about my shitty life! I trusted you! I fucking trusted you! And this is what has been going on? I've just been a pawn? A game? Fuck you, Dylan! Fuck you both!" He was devastated, hurt. Sad. He turned and walked away angrily, pushing off a flower vase on his way out.

I sighed and turned to Johnathan. "I told you to shut up and let me talk. You made it worse."

"Nah, he'll be okay. He'll get over it eventually. You already destroyed him and I love you for that." He chuckled. "I mean he may never find love again,"

"Johnathan!" I smacked his arm.

He laughed. "I'm kidding. He's just being a baby." He said and looked behind him. "Someone get me a drink." He ordered and one of the boys left.

"I'll be right back." I said and began going after Connor.

"What are you doing?"

"Going to talk to him?"

"Dylan, come here."

"No. I'll be back later." I said as I walked out of the auditorium, following the grumpy boy. I headed towards the entrance of the school since I knew Connor would be leaving and I was right. I saw him heading for the exit door while I jogged down the hallway.

"Connor, wait."

"Leave me alone!"

"Connor, come on."

He turned. "How could you do this to me?" He screamed, his voice broken and his eyes wet and filled with sadness.

I sighed. "I just...it was a challenge and I couldn't say no."

He looked at me like I was stupid and scoffed. "I see why you have no friends. You've just been pretending around me. Made me feel important. Made me feel like you loved me when you actually didn't." He chuckled bitterly. "I'm such a fool. I should have known but I liked that someone really did like me for me. I thought maybe to give this guy a chance but I guess he wasn't worth it." He said and tears just kept falling from his eyes

"'Connor, listen, you are a really nice guy. Really. I just..." I sighed. "I'm sorry, okay? Let's just go back inside and, I don't know, get a drink and talk about this? This is high school, shit like this happens."

"Fuck. You." He said and walked out the door real quick, I sighed in frustration.

"Connor, wait." I ran after him. "Connor stop being a baby and let's talk about this, please." I said from the top of the stairs outside the school door but he was already down and was crossing the road. "Connor!" I called but he wasn't listening. I knew he was crying and it did make me feel a little bad, I folded my arms and sighed. "Co-" I was interrupted by this crash that scared me. A speeding car had run into him and I was left frozen.

He wasn't looking, Henry. When he was crossing the road, he didn't look cause he was mad, he was was and he wasn't thinking. I didn't even notice it come, I was too busy being a bitch I could have watched out for him. I could have gone after him but I didn't. I saw his body tumble and he rolled over the top of the car and fell from the back.

I was scared.

I couldn't breathe except through my mouth, my heart beat increased and fear wrapped me. "Connor!" I screamed and ran down the stairs and towards him, the car engine started and the driver zoomed off. I tried to run after the car but he or she was definitely from the fast and furious movie. I ran back to Connor, he wasn't talking. He wasn't moving. He was covered in blood and I didn't know what to do. I knelt beside him and placed his head on my lap. Why wasn't he moving? "C-Connor? Con, please wake up. Why aren't you-" I was losing my mind, there was so much blood. I screamed and screamed for help, feeling helpless at the moment. My phone was with Johnathan and I didn't want to leave Connor. I didn't know what to do. I looked around me as i screamed helplessly and spotted a man and a woman from afar running towards me.

"Help me!" I screamed.

The woman screamed when she saw Connor, I couldn't let go off him. I was too scared that something might happen and I didn't want to leave him. She knelt beside me while the man quickly called nine-one-one. I was a crying mess, I didn't know what to do. My heart was racing uncontrollably and I was scared I had killed him, I didn't care that my clothes were being covered with blood.

"It's okay, sweetie."

"They'll be here soon." The man said and soon some pedestrians stopped and came over to where I was, cars stopped and two became about eleven.

"I can't leave him." I shook my head as i cried. "Could you please h-" I trailed off once I spotted Taylor with his girlfriend coming out the school in a hurry, they must have heard about what happened between Connor and I in there. "TAYLOR!" I screamed out. "TAYLOR!" I couldn't stop crying, he looked at where we were and his eyes widen. He let go off his girlfriend's hand and ran towards where we were.

"W- Oh God. Oh God." The tears quickly fell as he knelt beside his brother, his girlfriend Alicia covered her mouth and sobbed before running back into the school. Taylor didn't know where to touch, he was scared. His hands were shaking. "I...what..what happened?"

"He got...he got hit by a...I..I'm so sorry." I cried, I couldn't finish my words.

"Get. Away. From. Him." He said through gritted teeth as the tears fell from his eyes.

"What?" My voice was sore from screaming.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" He roared. "You fucking did this."

I shook my head. "No. I-"

"Go! Now!"

I waited at a side until the ambulance came and Taylor went away with Connor and a teacher. There were students outside who had seen the accident and gone in to call some teachers for help.

"Dylan, do you wanna go home?" A teacher asked me.

"I just need to yell at someone." I said and began walking back into the school, but she gripped my arm, stopping me.

"Dylan, you are covered in blood, you would scare the kids."

I slowly turned to look at her arm which held mine and then at her. "Get your hands. Off me." I ordered.

She gulped and slowly let go off me. I walked back into the school, anger mixing with my veins. I walked back to the auditorium and people who saw me covered in blood started whispering to others and they all kept looking as I made my way to Johnathan who was laughing with his friends.

Johnathan turned to me with a big smile and his eyes widen once he saw me. "Tell me that is not your blood."

"It's not, it's fucking Connor's."

Johnathan gave a breath of relief, before asking. "What happened to him?"

"He fucking got hit by a car, that's what happened." I said as I walked closer to him. "I told you to let me tell him instead."

"Why do you fucking care how he finds out?"

"If he dies, Johnathan, it'll be my fault. Mine. You know how that would sound?"

"He won't die, babes." He said as he took a sip from his red cup and pulled me closer to him.

"And what if he does?"

"Why are you so fucking bothered?" He asked with a laugh, as he sipped from his cup again.

I was mad. I slapped the cup off his hand and pushed his hand off me. He was gobsmacked by my reaction, stared at the spilled drink on the floor and at me.

"What did you do that for?"

"You are an ass."

"Babe."

"I'm going home."

Johnathan sighed. "Come on, stormy, let's just have some fun, it's still homecoming night."

"Fuck you, Johnathan." I said as I turned and walked away, pissed.

Taylor blamed me and it really was my fault, homecoming was a disaster. It was my last homecoming. I went home with a bloody white shirt, looking like the sociopathic version of Edward Cullen. I couldn't forgive myself.

Henry looked at me. "Did he...did he die?"

I wiped off my tears and sniffed. "No," I shook my head. "He didn't. He got much worse punishment because of me."

Flashback.

I walked into the hospital with a bouquet of tulips and towards his room. Taylor was just coming out of his room when his expression turned into a glare. "What are you doing here? I told you never to come h-"

"I um, I really need to see him. Please. I...I have to apologize and talk to him."

"Is that even real? You're the angel of destruction as I've learned. You don't feel pity. You ruined him."

"Please. I just....I need to talk to him."

Taylor was a nice guy, he had always been nice to me and we would both tease his brother back then and make fun of him. We would watch movies together and play games and stuff, I had to admit that I had fun while with the brothers and I had ruined it all.

"Why did you do it?"

I was quiet for a second. "I guess I'm that bad. I don't know why but I just can't...I can't live with this guilt and I need to see your brother."

"Fine. Go see what you did." He said and walked away.

I took a deep breath before knocking on the door and walking in, I closed the door once I walked in and faked a smile while facing the door. I wiped off my tears and turned. "H-" everything I had planned to say and do died down, it went back inside and I felt a huge ass guilt. I couldn't believe my eyes, right in front of me was Connor in a wheel chair.

He was crippled.

He looked up at me and anger filled his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

I tried not to act like I felt sad or anything, I wanted to feed him with positive energy but all I felt was guilt. "H-Hi."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"I um, I c-came to see you."

"To laugh at my state? To go tell Johnathan?"

I shook my head and took a step forward. "No."

He put his hand in mid air to stop me from walking further. "LOOK AT ME!! I'M IN A FUCKING WHEELCHAIR." He yelled making me flinch.

"I'm sorry."

"The doctors say I'll never walk again." He laughed. "And you wanna know who's fault that is?"

"Connor," I breathed.

"SAY IT!! WHOSE FAULT IS IT?"

"I know i-it's my fault, Connor. I just- I didn't think it'd turn out this way."

"How did you think it'd turn out? You played me! You fucking made me count on you! I thought i finally mattered to someone but I fucking didn't! You made matters worse for me. I fucking hate you!"

"Connie, i-"

"Don't. Call. Me that!"

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I tried not to cry.

"I can't fucking feel my legs." He cried and the tears fell from my eyes immediately, I wiped them off instantly and looked away from him.

I couldn't look him in the eye. I couldn't look at what I had done. I cost him his legs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't-"

"I hate you." He said softly as he cried. "I hope you feel more pain. Worse than I did! I hate you!"

"Connor, please. I.."

"Get out."

"I just-"

"I really do hope you're happy seeing what you've done to me. I hope you are! Get out."

"Connor-"

"GET OUT! GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT!" He roared angrily, I could feel the pain in his voice. "Go!"

I dropped the tulips but he asked me to pick them up and leave and that was what I did. I stayed outside and rested my back at the door, I felt like I couldn't breathe and kept panting like I had ran a marathon. The tears were unstoppable. I ended his life. I caused him much more pain.

Flashback ends..

"You can't keep blaming yourself, Dylan." Henry said softly.

I laughed and wiped off my tears. "Yeah that's what mom says too but you know what I think? Fuck that. I deserve every bad thing happening to me."

"No, you don't." He held my hand.

"You would think that after what happened to Connor that I left Johnathan."

His brows knitted. "You didn't?"

I shook my head. "No." I chuckled. "Confession fourteen, Amanda Clarke."

"Dylan, you don't have to."

I shook my head. "Amanda Clarke. Smart. Beautiful. A cheerleader as well. Blonde and not the Quinn's kind of blonde. She was all brains and one of the nicest girls in the world, she was like Gwen but...taller." I sighed. "We were friends for a while, I had never had a friend and then Amanda Clarke came along. She was nice to me and I thought I could trust her and I told her about Isaac and my dad being the killer and she comforted me," I shrugged. "The next day, half the school knew about it and teased me about my father being a murderer. Only Amanda knew this first and when I asked Johnathan, he told me he heard her talk about it. I was furious about it and approached her."

Flashback.

"How dare you?" I angrily yelled as I into her class and towards her, I didn't care that lecture was going on.

"Mr. Dexwell, can you not barge in here."

"Why did you tell him?" I asked angrily. She blinked in confusion.

"Dylan, what are you talking about?"

"Don't even pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. WHY DID YOU TELL HIM?" I angrily yelled, I felt betrayed. "You told Johnathan about my dad and Isaac, how could you?"

She frowned. "Dylan, I swear I didn't. I didn't tell anyone. I wouldn't."

I slapped her hard.

"Mr. Dexwell!"

I turned and glared at him. "Interrupt me and you'll be walking out of here with boxes." I threatened and he stayed quiet because he knew I could do it. I looked back at Amanda furiously. "You're a fucking traitor. I thought I could trust you but I guess sluts aren't to be trusted, huh?"

She looked at me in shock, her hand on her cheek where I had slapped her, eyes watery. "Dylan." She muttered.

"If you can tell secrets then so can I because I think everyone should also know that you fucked a homeless man just for a pack of cigarettes cause you wanted to smoke and you are nothing, nothing but a shameless whore." I snarled.

Her eyes widen. "W-What? D-Dylan, you know that's not true."

I smiled evilly. "You don't get to deny the truth, Amanda." I said and leaned, bringing my lips close to her ear and whispering. "This is what you get for snitching on me. Enjoy the humiliation." I said and walked out.

Flashback ends.

"I had done my job, I just wanted to start a rumor about her and when people asked to confirm I said it was true but it really wasn't. There were cheerleaders in her class and I knew with their big fat cock-sucking mouth they'd spread the rumors as well and everyone in the school heard about it. I was just mad and I wanted to hurt her. Everyone called her a slut. Everyone said things and mocked her and painted her locker and it didn't die down and she had to transfer." I sniffed. "I'm an awful human being and I'm telling you about me because I'm a bad person and you should know this before Johnathan gets to you first."

"Oh, Dylan."

"And there were more people's lives that I ruined, I fucking became evil and talked to my mother like she didn't matter. I kept talking back to her when she'd scold me and stuff. And these were all before Connor. After Connor, I felt really sad but Johnathan comforted me. He told me it wasn't my fault and it was Connor's for being a baby and almost getting killed and pinning it on me but I knew it was mine. I put my faith in Johnathan and I trusted him with every part of me. Isn't it funny that I was a virgin while all this happened?" I chuckled bitterly. "And yet people thought Johnathan and I had done it multiple times because we were always making out. He was my first kiss, it was nice but not like a certain somebody that I met here."

"Christian?" Henry asked and I chuckled.

"No, you."

He smiled. "I know."

"And then one day, something almost happened and I found out the real truth."

"What almost happened?"

"He almost raped me." I said with a smile.

Flashback
(Play song)

Johnathan and I were kissing right in his bedroom, we had had too much to drink and we were tipsy but not drunk. It was his idea and I didn't say no to him.

We were kissing on his bed and his hand went into my hair and he pulled me closer making laugh. "You're so hot." He muttered.

"I know." I grinned.

This was a week after I had gone to see Connor, I was breaking and Johnathan had invited me over to his house so he could comfort me and I knew I shouldn't have gone but I still did.

"I love the feisty you. That's why I fell for you."

"How did we go from enemies to this?" I asked with a giggle as he trailed kisses down my neck.

"I don't know." He brought his lips back to mine. "But I love it."

Yeah, we were enemies before we became friends. It's weird because I hated him so fucking much and he was always after me and we'd get into fights and detention and bam, we are castle's high power couple all of a sudden.

Johnathan kept kissing me, his hand went into my pants and to my butt. I pulled his hand away and kept kissing him, he attempted to do it again and I pulled it out. "John, stop. I'm not having sex with you." I whined in between kisses.

"But I've waited so fucking long." He said and laid me down on the bed, he got on top of me and our lips never departed.

"Well wait some more, I'm not ready." I said with a chuckle.

He nodded and kissed me again, his hand went into my pants again and he gripped my butt and I angrily pulled it away. "Stop!"

"What the fuck, Dylan!" He yelled and got off me, startling me. "You can't keep denying me my right! I want to have sex with you and I will have sex with you!" He angrily said.

"No you wont." I said and quickly stood up and grabbed my jacket. "I'm gonna g-go home. I'll see you later." I said and was heading for the door when he grabbed me by the arm and pushed me back to the bed.

"What the fuck, Johnathan!"

"You're not leaving until I get what I want." He said and took off his shirt. I sat up and moved backwards.

"What are you-"

He pulled my legs and dragged me downwards, he turned me to lay on my stomach before getting on top of me.

"John! Stop!"

He didn't listen. He just went ahead and kissed my neck forcefully, I tried pushing him off but he used his weight to trap me. "Stop resisting! You want this too."

"Johnathan get off!" I cried.

He unzipped his pants and I screamed as I tried to wiggle myself off him. "Fucking stop! Please! Johnathan!" I screamed but he didn't listen, he began pulling off my pants and I could feel his breath against mine. I could feel how hard he was and I knew I was done for but I didn't stop trying to get him off.

My pants came off and he struck, he hit me to keep me quiet but I didn't stop screaming. That was the first time and the last time he ever hit me.

I never felt so helpless. So trapped before. I can still feel his breath close to my ear and his body forcefully on mine. I feel helpless when I'm in that position. He was rock hard and he pushed my head into the pillow to muffle my screams and when I heard him try to take off his belt, I knew I had to try more to get out. No one is ever meant to feel that way. To feel like they can't do anything. Feel like if this happens its their fault. Feel dirty.

"Stop screaming like you don't want this! Like you haven't thought about me fucking you! Daddy's gonna do it now, don't worry." He said while panting.

"No. No. No. No." I shook my head continuously and then he pulled down my boxers and my heart stopped and raced at the same time. I screamed hard and turned with every power I could summon and kicked him really fast and off his bed. I pull my boxers up and jumped off his bed, opened his door and ran out.

"DYLAN! GET BACK HERE!" HE SCREAMED.

I was scared. I couldn't even look back. I ran. I ran out of his house and ran for a while, with no shoes on. That was the night I met Isabelle.

"I had to sneak into my house and avoid being seen. I couldn't tell my mom just yet. So this is me, trying to help Raven cause that feeling is scary. I was just so so so close to having him i-inside of me. It scared me. I had to act so fast. I'm just saying I got lucky because people don't get lucky like I did." I shook my head. "The next day, I tried to avoid him and that was when I knew I was just like Connor, I was more of a bet than a challenge. They placed a bet on me on how far Johnathan would date me and have sex with me and it turned out he was running out of time. I never had sex with him and he lied to them that I did and used my clothes as evidence. I never felt so betrayed before and at that moment, I felt exactly what Connor felt and what my other victims felt. At that moment I knew who Johnathan was. I thought about killing myself, I didn't get raped but it doesn't mean that I couldn't get traumatized and I did. I felt helpless. I could still hear him breathing close to my ear and feel him on me. I literally was Jessica Davis." I chuckled.

"Who?"

"N-Nevermind." I sighed. "It only occurred to me later that he only used my weakness against me. That was his motive. He knew I was fragile, he knew how hopeless I was and he used that to his advantage and made me the evil Alex Russo," I shook my head. "Don't ask." I said and sighed.

"I was so stupid to actually think he liked me. He told me he loved me but I guess I was too stupid to believe him, that he cared about me and was gonna help me. So I decided to do the one thing I could do to make things right. I was angry and I wasn't gonna let Lucifer cause more pain on anyone so I started helping the ones who couldn't help themselves and fought against him. He was my worst enemy and we became rivals again. But he's Johnathan, he's got more tricks off his sleeves more than a magician does, and to get to Johnathan I needed to get rid of his watchdogs and I also had some tricks. I hurt him too but he always found a way to get to me and even tried to get rid of my friends. "

"He advised one of them to tell his homophobic parents he was gay and when he did, they rejected him even though they loved him. Their love turned to hate and his life turned upside down. He tried to kill himself by taking pulls but thankfully I got to his house on time for my English book and his door was open." I forced a smile.

"Johnathan got into his head like he got into Jaxton's and what makes me really angry is that they let him get into their head even when they know who's son he is. I was so scared for him when I saw him laying there and not conscious that day. Johnathan wasn't sorry, he said he didn't know it'd go that far but I think he did. He didn't come for any of my friends except me. He's always been after me and everything has been a competition to him. A f-fucking challenge between us. Always and he always is there to remind me that I'm a horrible person and I deserve all the bad things in the world." I wiped off my tears.

Henry moved closer to me and placed his hand on mine. "You know, I still think you're funny and cute."

I chuckled sadly and shook my head. "No, you don't."

He nodded. "I do. I've done my share of bad things. We've done bad things in our past and we're horrible people, but you know what's weird?"

I looked at him with teary eyes and shook my head.

"The fact that spongebob and Patrick actually drowns inside water and they live in water."

"Are you fucking kidding?" I said and laughed and he laughed too. "That's what you have to say?"

"It did make you feel a little better."

"I am a horrible person, Henry. I do everything I can to be there for my friends, but they just....always doubt me. Raven, Jaxton, and it fucking hurts." I said as my voice cracked. "It hurts that people who should understand me, don't."

"Dylan,"

"But at the same time I understand that this is the price I get to pay for my sins." I chuckled. "Dylan Dexwell, the all powerful, feisty, bad fucking bitch can't take it anymore." A tear fell from my eye and I quickly wiped it off.

"I feel like i am losing this battle and I am so so tired, Henry. I am so fucking tired." I cried. "He makes it hard, and that is because I let myself have so many friends, if I didn't, I wouldn't have a problem taking him down but everyone gets hurt. He is not coming for me directly, he's going through everyone of them and they fall for it, every time and find a reason to make me the villain, after every shit I keep doing for them."

Henry pulled me into a tight hug. "I am sorry, Dylan."

"You know, there is something I do when someone wrongs me?" I chuckled. "I mentally count it as I forgive them, like marking a book in my head and one day, they'll be out of my life in a snap."

"You know what I think? I still think you're amazing, sure you did a horrible thing in the past but you know what makes you a better person? Knowing that those things you did were horrible and repenting for you. But, you beat yourself up everyday for these things and you shouldn't. I still think you're the most beautiful boy ever, you are gorgeous and you have a beautiful soul. You took care of those kids at your school and you're doing the same here in Eastwood, you are literally an angel."

"A dark one?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yes, a dark angel. They are the best kind, perfect."

I chuckled.

"I still like you. Not a bit less."

"You're-" my phone rang and I wiped my tears and answered the call. "Hey,"

"We're almost at your house." Jon said and I cleared my throat.

"Alright, I'll see you there." I said and hanged up. "I should get home now. If I need to stop an apocalypse from happening then I need to send Lucifer back to hell and lock him there." I said and stood up.

He stood up as well. "Well, I am gonna help and you're not stopping me, you've gone through enough shit already. I hate him for making you feel that way."

"But what has been happening here is much worse, our battle has always been between us. He would always come for me, Henry. For everyone who makes me happy because he doesn't want me happy, he wants me to crawl back into his arms. He wants me to be miserable and if I am not careful, I will end up exactly as he wants me to, he's just as bad. All the people that give me joy, he's cutting them out of my life and that why I was worried about you. I can't have him hurting the people I love anymore. It hurts." I said softly.

"I wanna hit him so bad and knock all his teeth off and make him cry for using your weakness against you and doing this shit to you, for making you feel like hell and carrying this baggage alone for a long time." He said and rubbed my shoulders. "But I guess jail is much better for him." He smiled while I giggled.

"Yes, it is, and I hope he gets tortured there"

"Definitely that."

Henry didn't look at me like a bad person, I waited for a while for his expression to change throughout and I'd see the disgust he had on his face for me but he didn't change and listened to every word and didn't make me feel like it was my fault. He just was different.

"Come here." He opened his arms a little.

I shook my head. "Henry, I'm fine." I faked a smile.

"Shut up." He said and grabbed my arm, pulling me to him and into an embrace. He wrapped his arms around me and didn't let me go. I felt safe, I felt like I was where I was supposed to be and with whom I was supposed to be with.

It felt right.

"Henry, you're s-suffocating me." I didn't want to come out weak but I ended up having a huge pain my chest and I held back my tears.

"You don't need to act all brave, stupid." He said as he held onto me. "You should let it out."

"I'm okay," I muttered and the tears dropped on his shirt. "I'm okay." I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed. "I'm not okay."

"I know." He muttered and I felt him plant a kiss on my head. "I know."

"I'm not okay." I sobbed harder.

"It'll be okay, I promise. I'll help you do this and he wont hurt you anymore." He said softly. "We'll do this as a team. Together."

I nodded as I sobbed on his chest and pulled away, I looked at him and sighed. "I'm sorry I ruined your shirt. It's a nice shirt."

He chuckled. "Even when sad you still have that side."

I chuckled. "I hate that I get to cry in front of you like ninety percent of the time."

He pouted. "No. More like forty cause we make out with the other sixty percent."

"That isn't a lie." I sniffed and snickered. "We should go now."

He nodded. "Come on, let's go."

***

Two hours later.

"Johnathan is always about leaving a mark so we have to leave one this time and not him." I said to the three of them. The four of us stayed up in my room, all sitting on my bed except Henry who sat on a chair.

"So this is really happening." Gwen let out a heavy sigh.

"If you can't do it, you can back out now. I won't hold it against you."

She shook her head. "No. I'm not backing out. I hate him and you need our help." She smiled.

"How do we get them to show up tomorrow night?" Jon asked, he had his laptop placed on his lap. "They're like really busy people and I'm not sure they would-"

"Leave it to me guys, I'll make them come tomorrow night." I assured them. "I know what to do."

He nodded. "Okay."

"I guess we're all ready to take that bastard down." Henry said as he looked at all of us.

"Yeah, we all have to make sure he doesn't leave the auditorium at all. Let's not forget that."

They all nodded.

"Thanks guys." I smiled at them.

"I should get going now." Gwen said and stood up.

"I'll drop you off, I need to go too." Jon said and packed his stuffs before standing up as well. "I'll see you tomorrow night." He said with a smile. "You're an amazing person, Dylan."

Gwen nodded in agreement. "You're a keeper." She smiled.

"Thanks guys."

"Bye." They waved and walked out of my room and closed the door.

I sighed.

"See, they agree." Henry said and I turned to face him.

"Cause they don't know how bad I am." I shrugged.

"Com'ere." He said and I walked over to him with folded arms. He patted his lap and I sat on his lap with an arched brow. "You're beautiful. Inside and out. You're annoying as well, too salty and got a big mouth that says really sarcastic shitty things but you're still a beautiful person."

I smiled.

"I sometimes want to set you on fire but I like seeing your stupidly pretty face."

I laughed. "Fuck you, Ashcroft."

He smiled. "You're not a bad person and if daddy says you're not then you're not."

"You really want me to start calling you that like we're in some BDSM relationship, don't you?"

He shrugged. "I didn't say anything."

"What else am I to expect? Whips? Chains? Buttplug? Gags?"

His brow rose. "You know more than I thought you would."

"You have to blame wattpad. They ruined my innocent mind."

He chuckled. "I'm sure they ruined your dirty mind."

I gave him the middle finger.

"You know this can go wrong in many ways and I'll just lick your finger."

I pulled it back and stood up. "Okay, get out."

He chuckled and stood up. "I wanna stay more."

"No. You need to go so you can sleep and think about how much of a pervert you are, Chuck Bass."

"I won't understand and get used to all these references, will I?"

"Nope."

He smiled and made his way to the door, I watched him and something inside of me wanted to go to homecoming tomorrow and not alone. I wanted him to ask me. I wanted to go with Henry. But I wasn't sure if he wanted the same thing. Everyone had someone and I never cared but this time, I did.

But it wasn't going my way. He walked out the door after waving a little at me and closed the door. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

So much for him asking me.

The door opened. "Hey,"

I turned. "Hey."

He walked towards me and cupped my cheeks before kissing me really hard.

Unexpected.

The kiss went on for a while and we had to pull away to catch our breath.

"Um, are you dying?"

He laughed softly and placed his forehead on mine. "Stupid."

"You run in here and kissed me like that, I've got to ask." I giggled, breathing hard.

He chuckled. "Go to homecoming with me."

My smile slowly faded. "What?"

"I uh...in case you don't have anyone. I just...I never go to homecoming with anyone. I always go alone and um...I didn't think I'd want to go with anyone this year or at all and um, I didn't know how I was gonna ask you. I don't know how to do this kinda things and I'm sorry I didn't get a stupid teddy bear or something but I figured its not your style."

I laughed. "Definitely not my style."

He laughed softly. "Well then, you like kissing me and I like kissing you and I hope it wasn't a boring way to ask and...God, I'm so bad at this um-"

"Henry." I grinned. "I'll go to homecoming with you. That wasn't boring. It was funny and a little shitty but it was sweet."

He grinned. "You'll go with me?"

"I'm not repeating that."

He smiled. "Thank you for saying yes. I've never felt so nervous before," he let out a deep breath. "Well except that time I had to tell you I liked you when you were being such an unreasonable scary bitch."

"Henry, I will kick you so hard in your children making area and push you down the stairs if you stop being cute and become a full jerk."

He laughed. "Sorry. I'll see you tomorrow."

I nodded. "And I won't ditch you."

He stroked my cheek with his thumb. "Then nobody dies."

I gave him a look and his eyes widen.

"Shit. I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"It's okay." I chuckled.

"Too soon."

I nodded. "Too soon."

He smiled. "Be safe, okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah, and thank you for listening to me."

Henry just smiled at me, and didn't look at me like I was A. "Goodnight."

"G'night." I replied back with a smile. He kissed me one last time and was out of my room.

I felt like I was in paradise. I had been feeling like that and like hell recently.

He did ask me.

I guess the 'ask and it shall be given unto you' thing was not a complete joke.

Now the real deal...

I sighed and sat on my bed, I took out my phone and dialed their home number that had been used to call me once or twice. I waited and then someone answered the phone after a few rings, I smiled.

"Hi. Is this the Frost's residence?....oh okay, um...I'd like to speak to Mr. Dunk Kaiden Frost. Yeah, tell him it's from an old friend and it's really important."

Author's Note.

Another update. I'm on fire!

And another cliff! Ugh!

Anyways, now you know a little or...enough about Dylan's crazy self and his past. He's not that bad so it's nothing.

Let me know your thoughts on this chapter-

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I'll be traveling tomorrow so I don't know if I'm gonna update. Oh wait, its not tomorrow. It's 2am here so today but whatever. It isn't the next day if I haven't slept.

This chapter was a little hard for me to write since somewhere in this chapter, a similar thing happened to me and I still feel filthy. So I wrote a little of Dylan's and my experience in there.

I hope you did enjoy it. ❤❤