《Graphic (Dylan O'Brien)》Chapter 43

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Dylan's PoV

Give into me, I know you want to. She wants you to be weak, come on Dylan join me, take the girl down she will destroy you, destroy us, she will make you suffer more than I ever will, I take away your pain remember, she's brining it all back. You don't want to be in pain do you, feels shameful doesn't it, I shielded you from the pain your sister brought, let me shield you from the pain she's bringing you. The burning throat, itchy eyes, suffocating heart. It's all to much isn't it, come on Dylan, let go, I promise I'll protect you, and stop the pain and make you feel right again

Im not fighting you, I'm protecting you

Shes not protecting you, she's fighting you

Milanas PoV

We arrived back at the cabin. We didn't talk. Dylan was sat with his head in the window.

I got out the car and waited for Dylan to get out as well. He stayed seated a while but i waited still

He finally started to climb out. He kept his head down and didn't look at me, he just walked into the cabin, I allowed him to go first and I just followed

He got inside, his walk weak.

"I think you need to go to bed" I suggested as I started to lead him to the bedroom. He still didn't look at me but carried on to the bedroom. He then plonked himself down onto the bed and laid there. I decided to go make him a drink

Dylan's PoV

Inside I was screaming.

The pain is unbearable.

I'll do it, make it easier for you, and stop you from staling

I didn't want this. I didn't ask for this. Maybe if my mother hadn't died I wouldn't be like this.

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Trapped in my own hell. I can't escape, how can I escape when I'm the cell.

Sit back in your darkess, I'll make it quick

I just want the pain to stop

I don't want to be afraid anymore

I don't want to be this anymore

Milanas PoV

I made him a hot chocolate. Hot chocolate makes everything better.

I carried it into the bedroom but saw Dylan was no longer in his bed.

I looked around the room trying to spot him, maybe he went to the bathroom.

I walked further into the room and placed the drink down on his bedside table when I herd the bathroom door creek open. I sharply turned around to see Dylan stood in the doorway with a gun, he was pointing it at me.

He had tears streaming down his face, yet his face was resting with a slight twist to it.

Dylan's PoV

I'll do it, I want to set myself free

Good boy, go on just go for it, he's just going to cause you more pain, you know she's been lying to you, she's doing this for her own selfie gain, she doesn't give a shit about you at all, in fact she planned to kill you

I looked her dead in the eyes. She was scared. She was scared for herself.

She raised her hands up

"Put the gun down, Dylan take control I know you can" she said slowly. I took a deep breath in and closed one eye to aim at her

Tell her that it's you in control. Show hers she's now fighting fire with fire

"I am in control" I stuttered out and shakily brought my finger to the trigger

I'm doing this because I'm not fighting the dark anymore. I've done it for too long and I'm tired. If I get along with it I'll feel fine. If I want this I'll be fine. Milana fucked me up and with her gone I'll be fine.

Blood is nice on my hands. It felt good. Even I knew it, she made me thinking feeling that was wrong, but it's not, it's god damn right,

"Baby, fear dropped the strings, im a real boy now"

I pressed my finger down on the trigger

BANG

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