Milanas PoV

"They where no help" I herd Dylan grunt as the car went over a speed bump. I slowly opened my eyes. I guess I had passed out. I looked down and lifted up the shirt to see a god awful mess. I don't know what Dylan injected into me but it seemed to be keeping me from blacking out.

I remember the doctor saying it looked infected but by the way he spoke I think he knew it was an assault and that I wasn't his sister. Well my wound wasn't assault but it's neglect was. I didn't fall.

I decided to talk to Dylan some more. He can't hurt me while driving

"Dylan, please, I'm not trying to hurt you I'm trying to help, tell me, are you wanting me to be Melanie" I whispered. I could see his nostrils frailing and he started to shake his head "I know your scared, I know, your scared, that little boy, the one who was abused and has the weight of the World on this tiny shoulders, the ones so scared he's forgotten who he is, the one that's trapped inside you, he needs to open his eyes and leave his little fantasy" I could feel my throat burning and tears began to fall. I was shitting myself but knew I had to talk to him. Talking would benefit him and me. Yes he could kill me but something inside me knew he wouldn't. Dylan's face was plastered with past memories and I knew I was braking him down.

The only issue was he was use to be broken down. He knew how to escape reality and build a wall to protect him from it. Who knows that when I'm braking down his wall he's building another one.

I could start to see tears roll down his face. He was shaking and I knew I was destroyed him. I needed to carry on. Destroy the old Dylan and build a new one.

He wasn't born a monster.

He was born a angel he just fell from grace

He lost who he loved while going thought trauma. That's going to destroy a person. It's not his fault but he's seem as a monster, the real monster is his father. The one who did this too him

"Melanie" Dylan spoke in a cracked whisper. Dylan brought the car to a halt. Luckily we were on a empty road which no one would go to. On a nice little hill side area. I looked at the stars thought teary eyes and got an idea. My mother always told me when someone dies they turn into a stars (maybe I could show that the Dylan and it would make him feel better. Thinking his sister was watching down

"We can see her if you want" I whispered and reached my shaky hand out to Dylan's. Dylan turned to me, blood shot eyes

"Follow me" barly a noise escaped my shaking lips but he herd me. I managed to twist my mouth into a slight smile. Dylan stared me in the eyes for a while before nodding slightly.

I opened the door. My stomach was killing me and making moving tricky and uncomfortable but I needed to do this for Dylan. Dylan got out too and I moved my gittering to his and got a firm grip.

Me and him holding hands over the world. I could see the city lights below us and the stars gazed down onto us.

I walked us closer and pointed up

"See that big one sparkling" I said pointing up to a star that fitted that description. Dylan looked at that direction. "My mother told me when someone dies they turn into a star, and they shine the brightest for us, well that's Melanie, shinning big and bright for you" I forced a smile and turned to him. He was gazing up at it. Mouth open and a tear rolling down his cheek.

"But she was too deformed to get into heaven" I herd Dylan mutter in disbelief. He was actually believing me

"She was a beautiful sole, that's all that mattered" I whispered and squeezed his hand.

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