Milanas pov

Dylan has returned. I herd him come though the door. I decided to pretend I was asleep so he wouldn't even think that I read this diary.

He walked in and started to gather up his papers

I was In the dress I knew I was safe.

Dylan sorted the papers out and slid them back under his bed.

He then pulled off his shirt and untied my feet. He then pulled my legs around to the other end of the bed then tied my arms up.

I didn't fight back or anything, my mind was just wirling with ways to sort Dylan out.

Dylan layed himself down next to me and it was silent. His heavy breathing filled the room

I took a deep breath I'm and knowing he wouldn't hurt me due to the dress I whispered

"She wouldn't want you doing this you know"

Dylan turned to me and his eyes locked into mine. I saw his mouth twitch slightly

"I don't know what your on about" he said in a shaky voice and adjusted his pillow

"Your too scared to let her go, if you let go your world will collapse" I whispered Dylan's eyes lowered

"Shut up" he whispered.

I could feel my heart pounding and I sort of didn't want to ask on.

"Dylan..." I started. Dylan rolled over and I could see his eyes darken. I growled slightly and started to undo the dress. I could feel my heart pounding even faster and I was terrified

Dylan slid the dress off me.

Now he was going to hurt me

Dylan climbed ontop of me and grabbed hold of my neck. His weight was crushing me and I could feel the pain in my stomach grow more and more intense.

"I will rip your goddamn throat out okay, shut the fuck up" he growled in my face. I started to breath heavily

Dylan slowly got off me and steadied his breathing. My stomach was killing me but i was focusing on Dylan. Dylan rolled over and I moved my eyes towards my stomach

Oh shit

"Dylan..." I whispered

"Shut it" he snapped.

"No please" I begged. Dylan groaned and turned around. I saw his eyes widen

Dylan had lent on my stomach and that must have caused the wound to re open and now blood was everywhere. Dylan ran to the end of his bed and threw on a shirt and a jacket. He then came over to me and untied my hands. He threw another shirt he had laying around over me and then grabbed another on of his shirts and folded it up and pressed it again my stomach. He Was stood behind me. Hand wrapped around my waist with a tight hold of my stomach. The other he has on my thigh helping me walk.

"Late night hospital trip for us" he said As he walked me outside

Dylan's PoV

I never has to take Melanie to the hospital but if I ever did need to I would have tried. Before I never wanted to take them incase they blabbed and I had been hurt so many times I knew how to fix them. But I didn't want to lose milana. She's the closest I had to her and I couldn't lose that. I could tell her wound was bad and made even worse by neglect.

I almost hurt her tonight, she was saying things I didn't want to hear but shut her up. Now all I needed to do was make sure she didn't blab at the hospital

"Don't you fucking tell them anything, you fell and cut yourself, got it" I growled at her. She nodded