A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I really have nothing to say I'm wicked tired so just read.
"I think we need to talk," Dylan said as he came up to me at lunch. I shared a look with Nudge. Dylan has been avoiding me since my fight with Fang. He hasn't so much as looked at me since it happened.
I nodded and got up.
I followed Dylan out of the cafeteria and through the doors of the school. He looked down at me with the wind blowing our hair and clothes. It sent a chill through me. Winter is coming and as much as I want to be able to wear the new sweatshirt I got I'm not looking forward to below zero nights. The morning is so much less welcoming when it's freezing outside.
"What really happened with you and Nick Conway?" Dylan asked. "Because no one seems to know, yet you guys hate each other."
"Nothing that affects you," I told him. It's the answer I've given him every time he's asked before. Eventually he had stopped asking but I guess he wants to bring it up again. Either way my answer won't change.
"That answer worked before I found out that you were sleeping with him," Dylan said, frustration poured from him and assaulted me.
"I'm not sleeping with him," I said quickly.
"Yeah, but you were trying to at least," Dylan retorted. "You called him with the intent to sleep with him. You were trying to cheat on me with him."
"I wasn't," I said. "I just wanted to talk to him. He lied about the whole thing."
"Then why did I hear from Maya that you admitted to calling him?" Dylan nearly yelled. He's losing his temper.
"Because, I was just trying to help Fang out," I lied. "He asked if I would do that so that she wouldn't be mad at him. I was just trying to help out someone I used to care about. I would hope that if we ever broke up and I needed your help you would give it to me."
"What made you stop caring about him, Max?" Dylan countered quickly.
"Nothing that affects you," I repeated forcefully.
"Dammit, Max!" Dylan yelled and then he kicked the side of the building. I winced and took a step back.
"Telling you won't do anyone any good," I told Dylan. "And as much as I hate Fang, it's not only my secret to tell. It's a big part of his life too, so even if I somehow decided to tell you then I would need to talk to him first."
"Why do you want to keep secrets?" Dylan said as he ripped at his hair. "We've been dating for almost a year and I still don't get to know about some ex you had when you were fifteen."
To Dylan he was just some ex, to me he was the only ex that would matter.
"I mean what's the big secret? Did you guys kill someone? 'Cause that's what it feels like!"
"I don't want to talk to you if you're going to be like this," I said crossing my arms. "You're being crazy."
"Well, damn, I think I've got a right," Dylan said calmly while looking at me with wild eyes.
"Dylan," I said slowly. I moved forward slowly and rested a hand on his chest. "I love you, ok? Nothing in the past matters. Fang is…Fang is a bit of a glitch in my past. When you look up shitty history in the dictionary, it's a picture of Fang and me at fifteen. That was two years ago. It doesn't affect me and you, though."
Dylan looked down at my hand and then placed his over mine to hold it to his racing heart.
"I just don't want to lose you," Dylan said in a scratchy voice. "You're the best thing that's happened to me." He grabbed me and pulled me to him in a tight hug. That's when I felt all the guilt overwhelm me to the point where I almost wanted to cry. I shouldn't be doing this to him.
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I pulled open my door in a desperate search for the bathroom. All those water bottles just hit me. Ella fell into my room and grunted. I looked down at her while shifting from foot to foot. What the hell is she doing outside of my room a two in the morning? I ignored my question and I ran for the bathroom across the hall.
When I finished in the bathroom, I went to find Ella. She was still lying on the ground in my doorway with her arm over her eyes. I kicked her and then stepped over her and into my room. Ella groaned and then stood up to look at me. I quickly shut my door so that our parents wouldn't wake up.
"What are you doing?" I demanded. Ella looked up at me sleepily.
"I was waiting for you to sneak Fang in again," Ella said and then reached around her shoulder to rub her neck. "But I feel asleep."
"I don't know how many more times I have to tell you, but I'm not sneaking Fang into my room," I told her sternly. I'm over this with her. "So why don't you just fuck off already."
I walked away from her and threw myself down in my bed. I pulled the blankets over my head and waited for the sound of the door. When I finally heard Ella leave I sighed in relief. I didn't want her to know just how truly messed up my whole life is right now or how fucked up my head is.
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